Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

Ye Qiao didn't want to get entangled with him at all.

He pointed the Scarlet Firmament Sword straight at him, his voice was faint but mixed with danger that should not be underestimated.

"Since you want to court death so much, I will fulfill you today, and go to the underworld to apologize to the masters and ancestors!"

As he spoke, he reprimanded the sword and twisted it, and the Chixiao sword pierced towards Shen Hui like a thunderbolt.

Shen Hui gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Ah Qiao's heart is so cruel!"

He disappeared with a whoosh. Although he fled quickly, the blood on the ground indicated that he had already been hit.

Ye Qiao took Chi Xiao away and walked up the mountain.

As soon as he got under the Qiong tree, Dong Zhao took the performer by the hand and walked up.

"Master..."

Dong Zhao called him, the same two words as before, but seemed to be less emotional than before.

Ye Qiao was slightly taken aback.

"Azhao?"

Dong Zhao pulled Yanyan forward, and the two smiled tacitly as they looked at each other.

Ye Qiao couldn't see it, if he could, he would definitely be a little jealous, maybe he would feel flustered when he saw those tightly clenched hands.

Although he couldn't see it, what Dong Zhao said in a second was enough to make him despair, sad and jealous.

Dong Zhao still looked at Ye Qiao affectionately as usual, but there was a little more indescribable expression in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

"Master, my apprentice is happy with Yanyan, and Yanyan also likes apprentice, we want to get married."

Every word Dong Zhao said was like a mouth full of bloody gravel, and it hurt so badly. It almost took all the strength and painstaking effort of his whole body to say these words from his mouth, and it was almost the expression of his admiration for him and his heart. Love is broken.

Dong Zhao knows that Yanyan likes himself, and he also has Yanyan in his heart, and he likes Shizun even more.

These two feelings have long been confused since the moment Yan Yan appeared.

He admitted that he was impulsive when he said this sentence, and when Yamashita saw his favorite master hugging and kissing with other men, he was angry.

Thinking about it later, why bother to endure unrequited love without results, the eavesdropping words behind Xiao's house are still lingering in my ears, knowing that there can be no results, it is better to let go as soon as possible, it is good for everyone.

There is a person in front of him who can risk his life to block the knife for him, how can he live up to it.

When Yan Yan woke up, his eyes were full of pity and affection, which made him unable to help but fall.

At that time, he was thinking that perhaps it would be impossible to have any results with the aloof master in this life, and this person in front of him might be his partner.

Dong Zhao's words were neat and clean, although each word was short, it was nailed into Ye Qiao's heart like a sharp nail.

Like a heavy hammer, he couldn't react at all.

Ye Qiao's face turned slightly pale, and his heart seemed to be pierced by a thousand swords, and it felt like a big stone was pressing on his chest until he couldn't breathe.

After being dull for a while, he shook his lips and said, "This...so sudden."

"Okay... Since you are in love with each other, then... let's choose a date to get married."

Ye Qiao gritted his teeth and paused for several times before he could say a word.

For a moment, I felt that the blood in my whole body was frozen, as if the air in my lungs had been drained, and every breath was so difficult.

As if hearing the sound of heartbreak, Ye Qiao lay down on the ground in embarrassment, picking up the pieces and trying to reassemble them, but with a light touch of his fingertips, the pieces would turn into dust, and everything was in vain...

His eyes swelled up inexplicably, Ye Qiao turned around quickly, two lines of blood and tears slid down the corners of his eyes, the broken feeling on his face, and the rapid and restless breathing revealed how sad he was at the moment.

He could no longer hear the cry of cranes, and could no longer smell the fragrance of viburnum flowers in his nose. It seemed that he could not feel everything in the world, like a lonely person who was abandoned and forgotten in the corner.

Seeing him turn his back, Dong Zhao frowned slightly, but for some reason he grabbed him hard in his heart.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "I have discussed with Yanyan, we will get married tomorrow."

The stabbing pain in his chest was unbearable, Ye Qiao held his heart tightly, thinking that it would stop the pain, but the pain still made him palpitate.

"it is good……"

He couldn't help trembling the word "good".

Dong Zhao's heart tightened suddenly, he took a step forward, Ye Qiao quickly avoided him upon seeing this.

Seeing him keep his back turned to her, inexplicable sadness welled up in her heart.

"Master, are you crying?"

Ye Qiao smiled pretentiously.

"Why are you crying for the teacher, I'm just happy for you when I hear that you are getting married tomorrow."

"It's a pleasure to be a teacher... a pleasure."

Dong Zhao lowered his eyes.

"Since that's the case, the apprentice and Yanyan will go down the mountain to buy some things for the big wedding."

It took Ye Qiao a long time to squeeze out a word from his throat.

"kindness……"

It wasn't until the footsteps of the two behind him disappeared that he crouched on the ground without any scruples and cried.

Is it really crying, the crying startled the two birds perched on the Qiong tree and flew away in fright.

Crying so much that he curled up into a ball, choked up several times and burst into tears, disregarding half of his image, he really looked like an abandoned person.

His strange appearance made people feel distressed, and the Qiong tree beside him had dropped many petals, and seemed to want to hug him too.

That night, Ye Qiao was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep. He could faintly hear Dong Zhaohe's laughter. He seemed to be discussing where it would be better to paste the happy characters, and he seemed to be discussing whether he would look good in wedding clothes. ...

Ye Qiao ran away early the next morning. He really couldn't sit on the high seat and be worshiped by the two of them. He was afraid that he would collapse and ruin the happy day that belonged to the two of them.

In the market at the foot of the mountain, in a two-story tavern.

Ye Qiao sat in front of the window on the second floor, holding a teacup in his hand, drinking the tea in his hand like a puppet.

There were a few pointing and pointing sounds in my ears.

"It's a blind man who still chooses a place by the window. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, I can't see it."

"Drinking tea can make you cry, it's not drinking."

The other said: "You see, he has an extraordinary temperament and an excellent appearance. Could it be that he was abandoned by some heartless man? That's why he's so sad?"

"Crying pear blossoms with rain, it's really distressing."

He didn't eat a bite of the food in front of him, and the tea in his mouth was tasteless for a moment.

Feeling irritable and uncomfortable, Ye Qiao put the silver taels on the table and jumped down from the restaurant after hearing their noisy conversation.

There was a sound of beating gongs and drums on the street, and a bridal sedan chair carried by eight people greeted the opposite. It was so lively that even strangers on the side of the road yelled twice to add some joy to the newcomers.

Ye Qiao stood where he was, and the welcoming team passed him by. Everyone had smiles on their faces, but he was the only one who was crying silently, out of place.

He thought, in the blue sea and sky, Dong Zhaohe and Yanyan should be paying homage...

Today is indeed a good day. Along the way, he has encountered three wedding teams.