I don't date non-humans

All people are mortal, the more powerful and wealthy they are, the more people who don't like him, the more people want to kill him.Chu Jinhe wasn't surprised that he would die, but he didn't expect that it would be her who would do it.

Why on earth could it be her?he thought a little confused.

For the first time, he discovered that he, who thought he knew people's hearts like the palm of his hand, couldn't understand a little woman.

Why did he spit out sweet words, but pierced with the blade in his hand without hesitation, that white and slender wrist was as steady as playing a piano, heartless and ruthless.

How ridiculous, at the last moment of his life, what he thought of was not the yellow robes that he had chased for half his life, but the woman who lowered her eyes slightly when she smiled, and gently stroked the clouds beside her ears with her hands.

He thought of their meeting again, the spring breeze blows over the willows, the pear blossoms are not snowing, and the cardamom branches.That person was standing on the boat playing the piano, the wind lifted her veil, and a glance from afar revealed the throbbing of her soul.

Probably because he is in the chess game, so he can't see the so-called truth clearly.

The woman wore a light green tulle dress today, with a light-colored belt slenderly outlining her figure. She was a pretty little girl, but the sleeves were stained with bright red and glaring red.For no reason, it added a bit of fierceness to her.

"where are you going?"

Seeing the man stepping over him mercilessly and walking forward, Chu Jinhe couldn't help but speak.

He coughed twice, and a mouthful of black blood fell to the ground.

"The weather is getting colder, I ask you to wear more clothes, but you always don't listen."

He showed a wry smile, and looked at the man from the bottom up from an upward angle.

"If you want to escape, don't go from behind the garden. The camp of the Imperial Forest Army is very close there. It's safer to go through the side door."

"Well, thank you, Your Majesty."

The woman finally turned around with a weak smile on her face.

A smear of bright red blood fell on her lips, as charming as a ghost.

After she finished speaking, she turned sideways, and actually went in the direction of the side door.

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On the misty Wuchao Mountain all day long, the white crane slowly retracts its wings and stops to land on the strange rocks, the pines stretch out, and the fairy spirit is overflowing.

A sparrow chirped loudly.

Half of the chess pieces were scattered on the table, but the two people beside the table were not interested in the chess game.One is dressed in white and holds a white pawn, while the other is dressed in black and holds a black pawn.

"Recently, the lower world has been a bit unsettled, wars are frequent, and the people are struggling to survive. I heard that some people have seen ghouls in Luoqiu Mountain in the north. They are all evil things. All monks who have not achieved alchemy are under their hands. There's nothing good to ask for."

The man in the wide-sleeved white robe and holding a white bag sighed.

"Those devil cultivators are really getting more and more arrogant. This Luoqiu Mountain is right next to the Xuanxuan faction, the leader of the nine factions. How dare they be so bold?" the person holding the sunspot in his hand asked aloud.

"Hey, it's not that Venerable Xuanyu went down to the lower realm, and the news of when he will return to his throne has been spread. Isn't this an accident? It has attracted those little people from the dog fly camp to come under our noses. Acting as a demon." Another person curled his lips and lowered his voice.

"However, according to a news from a fellow Taoist in the Hongchen Sect, Venerable Xuan Yan has already returned to his body. Heh, when he comes out of the mountain, he must show some color to those demon cultivators."

A black piece fell, and the jade piece made a clang, and the man in black also lowered his voice and let out a faint sigh.

"If the venerable from the Burning Cold Palace was there, how could our orthodox cultivation world have fallen to where it is today, even being overwhelmed by those devil cultivators."

He recalled the grand scene of the two four monarchs, seven mountains and nine sects waving their hands, and he couldn't help showing a bit of nostalgia on his face.

"Shh, silence!"

The man in white hurriedly waved down a layer of sound insulation, and carefully sensed that there was no change in the spiritual power in the air, so he was a little relieved, and reprimanded the ignorant fellow daoist seriously.

"You and I can talk about that lord's matter? Let's put away the chessboard and go back to retreat and practice!"

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and flew away.

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"Oh, Your Majesty, you died so badly!"

"It's useless on the fourth day of junior high school. I couldn't be by your side at the critical time. There was going to be a fight on the outside. I don't know what to do. You are usually the most thoughtful, but you are not here now. I can Who to ask?"

He wiped his face, but now Zhou Zheng's face was covered with snot and tears.Sobbing and hiccupping, he closed his long legs and curled up in aggrieved manner, like a chick who couldn't find a hen.

But when he thought about it, even if he knew what to do, he, a little guard, would not be able to speak, so he couldn't help crying even more sadly.

The army besieged the city, and the few concubines in the palace were in a mess, sweeping away the gold, silver and soft goods to find a way out.Those old foxes from the previous dynasty didn't care about him even more, who cares about the old ones if there are new ones, they even thought about the year name for the new emperor, they can't wait to open the gate and welcome people in to respectfully proclaim the emperor.

"The soldiers outside are about to come in. I'm afraid."

On the fourth day of junior high school, I looked down at myself sadly, and was crying so hard.But he didn't even see the old emperor who had lost his pulse and breath on the bed, and his body was cold for a long time, but his exposed fingers moved slightly, and a burst of hot air belonging to a living person came out of his mouth.

He had cried enough, his eyes were blindfolded, and he lay on his stomach trying to pull the bed curtain to wipe his nose.

His master who had come back to life propped himself up and half leaned on the bed, staring at him with a pair of black bottomless eyes.

"Your Majesty, you, you..."

On the fourth day of the lunar new year, he choked violently, and before he could catch his breath, he fell backwards and passed out.

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Chu Jinhe sat upright on the bed, listening to those people's perfunctory questions to him with no expression on his face, without saying a word.

His eyes were heavy, his face was as pale as paper, and his eye sockets were sunken deeply. He didn't look like a living person, but like a ghost crawling up from hell to seek his life.

"Your Majesty, the army of traitors has approached the city. The situation is critical now, and I dare not speak falsely. The enemy has a large number of people, and their weapons are more sophisticated. The throne is not secure, and the country is at stake!"

While carefully watching the expression of the person on the bed, an old minister knelt firmly on the ground with a snap.

He actually figured out the emperor's mind, and those sloppy things must not be reused, and they have simply reached the current situation.If he takes advance as retreat and acts as a loyal minister, there may be a turning point.

But he didn't expect Chu Jinhe to ignore him at all, and instead asked questions to the fourth day behind him.

"What time is it now?"

On the fourth day of the lunar new year, I was taken aback for a moment, but responded honestly.

"Go back to Your Highness, it's already time."

Then, he saw that his master who was usually moody and angry showed a little childish smile.

"You go out of the palace now and go to Xinghua Hutong in the south of the city to find a Jishi medicine shop. There is a doctor named Mu Zhuo named Lu there. You go and find him, but you must not rush him. By the way, if you pass by the street in the south of the city Remember to bring a bowl of glutinous rice porridge with tremella."

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