Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

Going around, he didn't know which lost forest he entered.

Staring at a tree in a daze.

Suddenly he smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, but that smile really wasn't pretty.

He smiled silly at the tree in front of him.

"Azhao, the auspicious time has come to pay homage."

"A worship of heaven and earth..."

Ye Qiao bowed deeply to the tree.

Slowly straightening his back, exhausting all his strength, he said in a trembling voice.

"Second worship high hall..."

He bowed deeply again, and when he straightened up, two lines of blood and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, he grinned, his shoulders shrugged up and down, ridiculous and pitiful.

"Husband and wife bow to each other..." Ye Qiao's voice was trembling to the point where he couldn't hear clearly.

Ye Qiao bowed deeply to the big tree in front of him again, this time he couldn't force himself to straighten up, and fell heavily on the ground.

He curled up into a ball and cried helplessly, he was so embarrassed that he didn't look like a Qingya Great Immortal Master.

After crying for a long time, he was so exhausted that he lay motionless on the ground.

It was very late, and the stars in the sky filled the dark night sky.

Ye Qiao's pale fingers were clenched tightly, and the clothes on her chest were full of wrinkles.

"At this time, it should be the time to drink a cup of wine..."

Ye Qiao got up from the ground staggeringly, and walked unsteadily towards the small river.

He has to go back, if he doesn't return at night, Dong Zhao will worry about himself.

He didn't want to disturb Dong Zhao's bridal night because of himself.

He poured a few handfuls of cold river water on his face.

He knelt down on the shore, propped his hands on the ground, his whole body was shaking, and the pain in his heart became more and more severe.

After a while, he put on the red silk cloth to cover his eyes again, straightened his back as if nothing happened, and walked towards the blue sea and sky...

At the foot of Bihai Cangqiong Mountain, Ye Qiao had been standing there for an hour.

My heart was sore, and my throat felt more like a ball of cotton stuffed, which was very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, his eyes couldn't see it. If he could see it, from the foot of the mountain, when he looked up, he could see a red light, festive and dazzling.

Shen Hui walked out from behind him at some point.

"Ah Qiao? What's the matter with you? You're out of your mind, and you're hesitant even when you get to your own house. I saw you standing here for a long time. What's the matter? You don't even dare to enter your own house?"

After Shen Hui finished speaking, he looked up.

"It's so festive. There are more than 100 red lanterns at least. Could it be that you have a happy event in the blue sea and sky—"

"It's your good disciple's big wedding...you, a master, don't want to drink a wedding wine, why are you here—"

Speaking of which, Shen Hui walked up to him, seeing his sad and melancholy face, his brows were wrinkled, and his face suddenly became gloomy and terrifying.

Suddenly pinched his chin, gritted his teeth and said, "You don't fucking like my apprentice!"

Shen Hui's words pierced his heart straight to the point.

Ye Qiao pushed him away angrily.

"Go away!"

Shen Hui's face became more and more gloomy.

"Damn! It's true."

"Ye Qiao, you are so fucking cheap, what is there in him that you like!"

After he finished speaking, he saw Ye Qiao's sad expression, and suddenly laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you, Ye Qiao, to have a time when you couldn't fall in love!"

"Our destiny is really the same. The people we like don't like ourselves—"

"Ah Qiao likes my little apprentice, but it's a pity that the little apprentice is married, but the bride is not you... It's ridiculous, sad——"

With a cold face, Ye Qiao clenched his fists and roared angrily.

"Enough is enough!"

Shen Hui snorted and smiled, his face was hideous and terrifying.

"He doesn't want you, I want you... Ah Qiao, why don't we get married tonight—"

Without saying a word, Ye Qiao stretched out his hand to summon Chi Xiaojian.

Holding his sword, he stabbed towards Shen Hui, because Shen Hui was obviously invincible because he had just been injured last time.

Shen Hui was furious: "Do you like him that much!"

"Yes!" Ye Qiao roared angrily, swinging the sword in his hand even faster.

Shen Hui was furious, his face was terribly cold.

"If you like him, then grab it, oh... I forgot, Ah Qiao wouldn't do such a thing, tell me, I can help you—"

"Brother, can you kill that person for you, so that no one will rob you of your apprentice—"

"Get out!" Ye Qiao shouted coldly.

The speed of the move in his hand is obviously a deadly move.

Shen Hui was forced to step back step by step.

Before he could dodge in time, the Akasaka Sword instantly cut through his arm, and blood flowed out directly.

"Ye Qiao!"

Shen Hui's eyes shrank suddenly, their eyes were extremely cold, they were eyes that wanted to kill someone.

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

As he spoke, three iron nails wrapped in black smoke slipped out of his sleeve.

He held three dragon nails in his hand, and took advantage of Ye Qiao's unpreparedness, he slammed them towards them.

Ye Qiao's mind was in turmoil, so he didn't have the time to identify the hidden weapon that suddenly attacked him.

With three swishing sounds, the Dragon Nail pierced through his chest and sank into his heart.

At that moment, all the cultivation bases in his body collapsed, as if all his strength was taken away, the Scarlet Firmament Sword in his hand fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, and he fell to the ground.

In his chest, the three flaming dragon nails were burning his heart. It was a painful feeling, and he wished he could give himself a knife at this moment, and give up his life.

Shen Hui looked at the man on the ground who was in pain and convulsed all over, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

Gritting her teeth and staring at him, she said, "Ye Qiao, you forced me to do this. I didn't want to ruin your cultivation, but it's a pity that you are so disobedient——"

As he spoke, he pushed towards Ye Qiao who was on the ground step by step.

"I'll take you home, and you'll never escape from my grasp again!"

Speaking of which, he had already walked to Ye Qiao's side, Ye Qiao held his stinging and burning heart, the pain was so cold that he couldn't help it.

He gritted his teeth and couldn't say a word.

Shen Hui bent down, just about to reach out and hug him into his arms.

Suddenly the red ribbon that Ye Qiao used to cover his eyes jumped out with a whoosh, and quickly wrapped around Shen Hui's body a few times. Shen Hui was terrified, but it was too late to struggle.

"Ye Qiao, what the hell have you done?"

Ye Qiao was still dazed, and stood up while clutching his stinging chest.

He didn't expect that an ordinary blindfold could actually help him in a critical moment.

Seeing Ye Qiao clutching his chest, he staggered further and further away.

Shen Hui couldn't break free from the shackles of the satin red silk, so he could only curse a few times.

"Ye Qiao, come back to me!"

"Ye Qiao, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will not let you go!"

"I want to capture you and serve me for the rest of my life!"

He struggled hard, but the satin red silk on his body would only get tighter and tighter.

"Damn it, a blindfold actually knows how to recognize the Lord!"

"Ye Qiao, if I don't fuck you to death, I won't be called Shen Hui!"

Ye Qiao clutched his chest, staggered up the hill, his throat tightened, and a blood gushed out violently.

Not far away, two figures in red wedding robes gathered around, sitting under a Qiong tree and drinking together.

Ye Qiao half-kneeled on the ground, slowed down for a while, wiped off the blood on his mouth, then staggered up, straightened his back, and with the last bit of strength, walked over step by step.