I am a madman

52. Chapter [-]: Arrogant Qingyuan...

Chapter [-] Arrogant Qingyuan (not chaotic in danger, not afraid of violence, noble like a god, proud like a fairy, pulling bones and tendons, sneering, domineering!)

Qing Tianxia turned the mechanism of the dungeon slightly, and after a while, the dungeon opened silently. She turned the feather fan in her hand, covered her bright red lips habitually, and walked in slowly.

This dungeon is unusual, so it is not as simple and gloomy as other dungeons, but luxuriously furnished and brightly lit.

She gently came to the door of the largest cell, took a chair and sat down, and said, "Is the Lord safe?"

Across the cold iron prison door, the woman inside sat cross-legged on the couch, slightly slender and beautiful, and said with a light smile: "Thanks to the blessings of the world, life is really boring, life is better than death."

Qing Tianxia also laughed, and slowly explained: "I didn't want to do anything to the lord's male favourite, but they were too ignorant of good and bad, and insisted on going against me, so I had to be cruel and let the lord feel sorry. Forgive me, my lord, if you feel lonely and unbearable, can I choose two better beauties for you? What do you think?"

After speaking, with a flick of his wrist, two jade pendants of high quality flew out and landed at the feet of the woman in the cell.

The woman stood up in silence, then bent down to pick up two jade pendants, and stroked them for a long time.

Looking at it all over the world, twisted joy rose in her eyes, she raised her lips and smiled and said: "The lord is really a kind and righteous person, the jade pendant given to the male favorite is actually the best warm jade that even the imperial palace does not have, I admire it. "

I thought the woman in the cell would be furious, but I didn't expect her to laugh wildly!

Raising his eyebrows in surprise, he turned to the world and asked, "Could it be that the lord is too sad, and his mind is damaged?"

But the woman ignored her, just laughed wildly, and started to chant a poem with a smile: "I was born before I was born, and I am old when I was born. Bihu, Lianxin, you two always complain that I am old enough When I met you, I was afraid that I would die first and then die in pain, but did you ever think that this day will come? In the end, it is not the deity who will die for you!"

As he said that, he looked at Qingtianxia again, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Girl Tianxia, ​​you are wrong. If I could really feel sad for Bihu Lianxin, I wouldn't be restrained by you and cause them to die. There is no such thing as a man who is a sister in need."

The sneer on her lips deepened, and she meant something meaningful: "So you have to be careful. If my sister Yanluo makes any mistakes, you have to be careful with the face you use to charm my son."

As soon as these words came out, Qingtian's face changed slightly, and the smile on the corner of his lips was a little stiff.

But she had already arranged everything, and she was not very worried. She changed her posture, took down the feather fan in her hand, and stared at the woman in the cell: "Xia Qingyuan, if there is a woman in this world, I would be envious again." It's jealousy again, and the one who wants to sleep on the skin and eat the flesh, that's you."

The woman in the cell, that is, Xia Qingyuan, had a calm face and raised her brows slightly. She had a straight back, and she was very imposing just by sitting casually.

Qing Tianxia just can't understand her calm appearance, she is clearly controlled by her, but she looks at her like an ant!

With a distorted expression on her face, she said bitterly: "I have hated you since I was a child, this world is always so unfair, why can you live so chicly, all men bow down at your feet, and live in this place where women are inherently humble She has more dignity than many men, and treats men like women, but I have to linger in the Xiaoyao Palace, trying to seduce my own father in order to survive! Please everyone like a bitch!"

The veins in her hands popped up, and Qingtian stood up frantically, the chair became pieces of wood the moment she stood up...

Xia Qingyuan looked at her coldly, and replied: "Everyone has their own life. This life is not given by God, but by your own choice. It is you who chose the monstrous power and conspiracy to fight for it. After escaping from Xiaoyao Palace at that time, how could you be as ugly and dirty as you are now."

Xia Qingyuan despises her very much, she likes men, but actually prefers women, just like Yan Luo and her male favorite, she will choose to save her without hesitation. Yanluo, so she always has pity for women, but she despises Qingtian from the bottom of her heart.

To put it bluntly, this woman is willing to degenerate.

How can a woman who doesn't love herself be loved by others?Having lived so long and suffered so much, Qing Tianxia has never been able to see this clearly.

Qing Tianxia disdains: "Dirty and ugly? If I'm not the master of Xiaoyao Palace, if I don't have monstrous power, what else am I left with? Even Xia Mingyu, it's impossible to know Qing Tianxia who is not the master of Xiaoyao Palace!"

Xia Qingyuan was speechless, she knew that it was useless to say these things, Qingtianxia was already in deep trouble, and now there was no turning back.

But she didn't think that such a perfect situation could be set up by relying on Qingtian alone.

She should have had co-conspirators, and more likely, she was being used.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, but is the oriole behind?

Who is this oriole?Xia Qingyuan narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking in her heart—it seems that the truth is about to come to light.

Seeing that Xia Qingyuan didn't pay attention to her anymore, Qingtian didn't feel that she was going, so she snorted and returned to the bedroom.

It wasn't until the dungeon door was closed again that Xia Qingyuan opened her eyes again, staring sharply at the dark place, and said lazily, "Still coming out?"

"Hehe, the lord seems to be living here very well, so good that Feihong can't bear to disturb him." A slim woman walked out from the shadow, dressed in a strong outfit, with a heroic appearance.

She was able to hide in the dark all the time, holding her breath, so that Qing Tianxia didn't notice it!

Xia Qingyuan smiled and said, "How is your little disciple Feijian?"

"My lord, don't worry, Fei Jian has been rescued by the young lord, and is already alive and well, but your lord... is in a worrying situation."

"With your Feihong sword here, what else do I have to worry about?" She leaned back on the couch, planning to sleep first.

When the barren mound was founded, there were actually only three people: Xia Qingyuan, Yan Luo, and Fei Hong.

Yan Luo is good at dancing, and often takes people's lives at luxurious banquets, fierce but poignant.

Xia Qingyuan is unparalleled in resourcefulness, and she has accomplished her magic skills early. The person she wants to kill has no escape record yet.

And Feihong, the legendary Feihong Yijian, a well-deserved female middle school sword master, kills one person in ten steps, and never stays behind for thousands of miles.

Her sword was forged by the previous cliff master of the Dead Bamboo Cliff, and its name is Feihong. The sword light is like a rainbow, and it flies like a thunderbolt. It can cut throats and bones without dripping blood, and harvest life!

Only 25 years ago, Feihong had withdrawn from the arena, and only one disciple named Feijian continued to serve in Huangzhong.

This is why Qingtian did not classify it as a target.

Without them knowing, Xia Qingyuan had already notified Feihong with her unique contact information.

Holding the sharp sword in her hand, Feihong raised her eyebrows and leaned against the wall: "My lord, are you going to leave or stay?"

Xia Qingyuan propped her forehead with one hand, showing a meaningful smile: "Don't you think this is very interesting? I am very curious about the person behind the scenes."

"I only know that you, an old and disrespectful mother, have caused too much trouble for the young master. Now the young master is desperate to save you, but you are still here leisurely watching the fun. How can you make the young master feel so bad?" Feihong said with a smile.

"Hmph, that brat only remembers to talk about love, and even his old lady is left aside, but my old lady won't let him live in peace!" As he spoke, he was as delicate and naive as a sixteen-year-old girl, and pouted angrily.

Shaking his head helplessly, Feihong hid in the dark again, waiting for the rescue operation to begin, perhaps tonight, all the mysteries will be solved...

The author has something to say: This is the last chapter of the second volume, and the next chapter will be the third volume.

I will start writing a year later, and then describe what happened during the year in the form of memories.

Well, it was also the beginning of the abuse. . .

Volume three is the final volume. .