The official match of this seat is not you

"Wu Yan, you haven't completed the task yet. Obviously, this task is extremely simple for you." The gloomy voice came from the mouth of the rice cake squatting in front of Wu Yan, who was drinking tea lightly. There was no fluctuation at all, not even an eyelid raised.

"Why don't you kill that man named Leng Yu? He is nothing but a betrayer to you, isn't he? I don't believe you can easily forgive a person who betrayed you. Don't try to deceive me, Wu Yan, you are so indifferent Some unfeeling people" Nian Gao looked at Wu Yan and didn't intend to pay attention to it, but his anger was high, and even his tone had the smell of gunfire, the original childish voice was now very gloomy.

"You're not a rice cake, are you?" Wu Yan blew lightly into the teacup, allowing the smoke and aroma in the teacup to fill his eyes, and covered the rice cake in front of him that was not right at all.The faint scent of Mingxiang permeated the small pavilion, but it couldn't hide the oppressive atmosphere at this moment.

"You..." Nian Gao's expression paused, as if he was a little surprised by Wu Yan's words, "Wu Yan, don't you know my young master? We've been together for so long, don't you know me?" Nian Gao's He looked a little embarrassed, and even scratched his head and turned back into the rice cake that eats food and has no worries. The cute look still seems to have not changed a bit, but Wu Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he was watching a joke.

He tilted his head slightly, smiling like a child, but the words in his mouth did not retreat in the slightest, and he was not even like that Wu Yan who was just passing by when he was serious. Now he is more like the leader who sits at the top of the Demon Cult. Unfathomable, with his legs crossed together, Wu Yan looked contented and satisfied, but his words were merciless: "If the stupid rice cake that brought me here knows how to kill with a knife, he can even checkmate an irrelevant People say it so easily, that's because I'm blind, and since this dark sword, it seems that my decision is my own, but what thing is not from your handwriting? All of this is your plan It's really clever, I just followed your arrangement before I knew it."

Wu Yan did not refute the indifference that the rice cake said. People living in the city live in their own world. No matter how fulfilling they may look, their spirits are empty. The Wu Yan of these people before, even though the current Wu Yan is still indifferent, he still defends the people he cares about.Now Wu Yan is no longer alone, at least he can't let go of these demon cult members, old and young.

But Wu Yan, who can analyze things comprehensively like this, also seems to have another side hidden under that ordinary appearance.Wisdom and carefulness, although it is not yet possible to reverse the situation, it is no longer a puppet controlled by fate, because this puppet has recognized the malice of the world, and has really begun to understand the world.

"I underestimated you, indeed, I am not that silly rice cake" Nian Gao sighed, but her small dark eyes also turned dark green, and Nian Gao's two hands rested on the table, revealing her two hands. "I didn't expect that idiot Nian Gao to be able to find someone. I originally wanted to use your hands to get things done without knowing it, but now it seems that I can only do it by myself."

The voice of these few words is still so gloomy, so it doesn't look like a mochi, it's just a ghost that wants to crawl out of the abyss, it still looks like a snow-white mochi, and even the face of that mochi, but it looks like it now But Wu Yan could easily tell that such a creature was not a rice cake at all.

"This world will always go to destruction, and you will also be buried with this plane." The thing occupying the body of the rice cake has a malicious curse, as if it is so easy to destroy a plane. The disasters that occurred, a large number of people who were starved to death, and a turbulent dynasty seemed to be related to this vicious curse.

"It's just useless people. Since this world is useless, why do you keep it? When I finish what I want to do, the world will be destroyed." With the words of the rice cake, it disappeared. , the rice cake gradually disappeared in front of Wu Yan's eyes. Wu Yan knew that he couldn't stop the creature now, so he didn't do any useless work, but after all, Wu Yan was still touched.

Wu Yan watched helplessly that the rice cake that had been with him all this time disappeared in front of his eyes. He was a little disappointed. When he came to this strange place, he was the only one, and only this rice cake was by his side, but now this Zhinian Gao also left him, and he was alone.

Wu Yan put the cold tea into his mouth, and suddenly felt exhaustion from nowhere, which made Wu Yan want to pretend to be stupid desperately, but realized that this was just deceiving himself.

"Boy Wu Yan, you don't really have the same coffin face as Mo Xuan, do you? You haven't reached thirty yet, why are you starting to be as unlovable as that brat Mo Xuan?" Turn the upside-down teacup over and pour in a cup of tea at just the right temperature.

"Is there anything that can't be solved, that kid Mo Xuan is because of the death of Baixi kid, and you don't have a crush on anyone, why did the majestic leader of the demon sect act like those sour scholars?" Wu Yan didn't care about being dishonest. Mr. Zhang is called a boy, but he is relieved after hearing this. He can be happy in the world, love his children, and spend his hair as he wants. What kind of savior should he be? The world is so big and there are so many people, can't there be room for him?

"You said, failed?" Leng Youqing's sharp phalanx clasped Modi's wrist like that, with great force, as if trying to pick off the flesh on that wrist. After a few days of not seeing each other, Mo Di found Youqing in a heartache. Thin again.

The gorgeous palace dress on Leng Youqing's body also looked empty, under the bright red sleeves was a thin and gnarled arm.

"The emperor's [-] elite soldiers were all killed, and Lengfu also suffered heavy losses. It is said that Wu Yan, the demon sect, came to save Leng Yu, but Leng Yu doesn't seem to have any feelings for Wu Yan now." Mo Di said a few words After talking about the bloody things to Leng Youqing, she saw tears streaming down her eyes, the beauty was already haggard, and the tears that slid down were shockingly beautiful.

When it came to Wu Yan who saved Leng Yu, Mo Di's eyes darkened. He never expected that Wu Yan would let go of the enmity between Leng Yu and him, and even act when Leng Yu was in danger.It also destroyed the plan between him and Youqing.

"Leng Yu is not dead? Is he not dead?" The part of Mo Di held by Leng Youqing has been torn, and even oozes blood, but he just smiled dotingly at the emperor's concubine, He doesn't mind being the lover of a concubine, and he doesn't mind being forcibly obtained by the emperor for the first time, as long as this woman is still his love, he doesn't care about everything. This is his ink flute's love, which will last until death.

"Does Qing'er really want Leng Yu to die? How about Mo Di helping You Qing?" Mo Di's fingers brushed Leng Youqing's sharper chin, and hugged her in his arms.Although he knew that if he fought hard, he would not be Leng Yu's opponent at all, but Leng Tianqi was already dead, half of his revenge had been avenged, and he still wanted to live for the one he loved for the rest.

"Mo Di, I want him to die! I hate the people of Leng's family, I wish I could drink their blood and eat their flesh!" Leng Youqing opened her sleeves, usually she wouldn't let Mo Di touch her at all, But now she did tear the fabric herself.

Ruyu's arm, the color is like fat and beautiful jade, but only one arm is full of unhealed wounds, large and small, densely packed, one after another covered by various wounds, even Mo Di can be regarded as a person in the world, usually All kinds of bleeding are not rare, but seeing this arm full of wounds can't help but stop breathing, and even forget to breathe.

"Youqing..." Mo Di opened his eyes wide in disbelief. He tried to touch the large piece of blood with trembling hands, but stopped when there was only a distance of one finger. He was afraid. As a disciple of Leng Tianqi However, Mo Di, the young master of Tianxiameng, was a little startled and did not dare to touch those big and small wounds.

"Have you seen it? These are all masterpieces of His Majesty the Emperor. I hate the people of Leng's family! I hate Leng Tianqi, I hate Leng Yu! I also hate myself!" Large swaths of tears flowed, dripping on Mo Di's clothes. On the sleeve, Mo Di even felt that what dripped on it was not tears but blood.

"I'm going to kill the emperor!" The burning anger caused Mo Di to directly lift the sword leaning on the side. He knew that Leng Youqing's life in the palace would be difficult, but he never thought that it would be like this. I wondered how much pain Youqing would feel every time she smiled, and how long she endured it.

"No!" Leng Youqing just wiped her red eyes with her sleeves, "If Leng Tianqi didn't send me here, how could I be like this? Everything is their fault! Wu Yan, Leng Yu , Leng Tianqi, they all deserve to die!".

Leng Youqing's words were filled with deep-seated hatred, this kind of her is not the proud concubine concubine outside, but a woman deeply engulfed in hatred.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Since Youqing wants Leng Yu and Wu Yan to die, even if Mo Di dies, I have to help Youqing do it." The hair is entangled, and the two are a picture of dependence, but is this really the case? Tranquility or the beginning of vengeance?

Will such desperate love be pulled out of the abyss or into the light?

Leng Youqing huddled beside Mo Di, this was her last reliance, even though she didn't love him, who else was left besides him?There are many pink beauties in the palace, but they are just a group of dolls who have lost their souls.

There was a trace of sadness in Mo Di's eyes, maybe he understood that Leng Youqing didn't really love him, but even so, as long as he loved her, Mo Di pulled a pale smile, maybe only when Youqing had something to ask him to do It's time to get so close to him, but it's enough for him to be by her side, even if he dies the next moment, he won't have any regrets.