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This is an extremely simple small building. The rooms are all black and white. Even though there are many potted plants and flowers in the building, it does not add any color to this quiet and calm small building.

Beigong Juechen stood in the room and looked around, and then teased the man in white who was sitting on the pedestal behind him, "I didn't expect to see you for a few years, your world is still only black and white." The man in white looked indifferent Looking at the dark green back, he calmly said: "In this world, everything is black and white."

Beigong Juechen snorted, walked to the man and sat down, "You are still so clear in black and white." The man in white turned over the blue and white porcelain cup and poured a cup of hot tea for Beigong Qiyi, "I heard that you are getting married gone?"

Holding the porcelain white teacup with his slender and slender hand, Beigong Juechen said with a low smile, "I didn't expect you to know it too." The man in white still had a calm expression, he pursed his thin lips, nodded and said: " The master of Beigong is getting married, and there is no one in Jianghu who doesn't know about it."

Beigong Juechen drank tea, smiled neither salty nor light, the man in white lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Why do you suddenly want to get married?" The man didn't answer, he just sipped his tea leisurely, Sitting quietly, without urging her, it was not until she drank half a cup of tea that Beigong Juechen said unhurriedly: "I am 24 now, and I have reached the age of marriage."

The man in white frowned slightly, looked at Beigong Juechen as if recalling: "I remember the first time I saw you back then, you were only a ten-year-old child." The man laughed loudly, "You are no more than I'm only a few years older." When he went to Frost Mountain to practice, Fu Zhi was with him. The young man back then was the same as he is now, and he always looked like a stranger when he saw everyone. Accompanying him, Beigong Juechen had already figured out his temperament.

Fu Zhi was indeed cold by nature, and when he even made a sound, he only turned his face and cried a few times in a low voice, and then there was no sound, so his parents simply sent him to the hands of the old man Shuangshan.

So Fu Zhi became the apprentice of the old man Shuangshan, the nominal master of the Beigong clan this time.

"Don't talk about me, let's talk about you." Beigong Juechen put down the teacup and asked with interest: "Why did you suddenly go down the mountain?" Fu Zhi blinked silently, and said calmly: "Everyone in the martial arts knows Every generation of your Beigong family has to go to Shuangshan Mountain, thinking that there are some martial arts secrets there, I couldn't bear to be disturbed, so I came down the mountain."

Tapping the table with his long and slender fingers, Beigong Juechen said with a half-smile, "It's a pity that there are no martial arts secret books on it, only a dozen thick medical skills." Lower lip angle.

The two chatted for a while, Beigong Juechen looked at the sky, stood up and was about to speak, when he heard Fu Zhi say coldly, "It's getting late, let's go after dinner." After thinking about it, it should be Beigong Juechen smiled and shook his head as the boy was waiting for him to eat.

The large dark yellow pear flower wood table was covered with a pale golden brocade tablecloth, and there were plates and plates of delicately crafted meals on it. Without saying a word, he looked out at the gradually darkening sky, and slightly frowned his slanted eyebrows.

"Where did the owner go?" Beigong Qiyi lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice. The maids behind him lowered their heads and glanced at each other. One of the beautiful maids in a lavender veil pursed her lips and whispered back : "Slaves, servants don't know where the owner has gone?"

Beigong Qiyi's eyebrows frowned more and more, he took a small sip of the already cool tea, "Then does anyone know when the owner left the village?" The maids all bowed their heads in silence, The boy snorted coldly, and suddenly dropped the teacup in his hand to the ground.

Beigong Qiyi stood up and turned around, her beautiful face was expressionless, she looked at the shivering maid with her head lowered, and said coldly: "You are the maids of the owner, but you don't even know when he will go out?" I know, since this is the case, what's the use of raising a group of useless people like you in the village?"

The maids in the hall knelt down one after another, but they didn't dare to breathe out. Although the young man was young, the aura he exuded was not much inferior to that of the owner.

Beigong Qiyi looked at them indifferently, but the irritability in her heart did not dissipate at all. Since he and Ximo returned to the village in the afternoon, Beigong Juechen was not in the village. But he came back in half a day, but now, it was already dark, but there was still no sign of the man.

With the passage of time, Beigong Qiyi's patience was gradually exhausted, and the irritability in his heart made him vent his anger on the maid, looking at the maid who was kneeling on the ground, Beigong Qiyi waved impatiently , "You all go out, the owner is back and let him come directly to eat."

The maids breathed a sigh of relief, stood up quickly and walked out quickly with their heads lowered. Beigong Qiyi rubbed the center of her brows irritably. The red cinnabar mole was rubbed into an extra bright red. The boy sat back on his seat with a sullen face. , picked up the silver chopsticks and put a piece of the nearest bamboo shoot into his mouth, gnashing his teeth and chewing.

After taking a few bites, Beigong Qiyi threw down the chopsticks, he snorted twice, and simply faced the door, folded his arms and looked outside with a worried expression.

After another cup of tea, Beigong Qiyi saw the man approaching slowly and leisurely. The dark green wide robe almost blended with the night, and the pale moonlight reflected on the man's jade-like skin. On, more crystal clear.

Beigong Qiyi slowly narrowed her eyes.

As soon as he entered the dining room, Beigong Juechen felt a chill coming towards him, the man raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly: "Have you eaten dinner yet?" Beigong Qiyi had a sullen face , shook his head indifferently and said: "No." Beigong Juechen glanced at him, and said with a smile: "What? I'm in a bad mood, who messed with you?"

Beigong Qiyi stood up and walked slowly to the man. He sized the man up and asked coldly, "Where have you been?" The first seat was taken, the food on the table was already cold, Beigong Juechen picked up the chopsticks and ate with indifference.

The young man who was left aside took a deep breath, he turned around and sat down next to the man, Beigong Juechen unhurriedly stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat, but the young man beside him grabbed his wrist.

"Where have you been?" The young man asked again expressionlessly, Beigong Juechen's face turned cold, a pair of dark green eyes pierced straight at the young man like two sharp knives, Beigong Qiyi's expression remained unchanged, he sat upright She stared straight at the man's sharp eyes, the black pupils seemed to be filled with cold stars from the sky, bright and deep.

Beigong Juechen moved his wrist, wanting to shake off the young man's hand, but unexpectedly the young man sensed his movement and gripped it tighter first, Beigong Juechen frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Let go." The young man Unmoved, he looked into the man's dark green eyes and asked again: "Where have you been?"

The cold air around Beigong Juechen was frightening, but Beigong Qiyi didn't back down in the slightest. The two of them were in a stalemate like this. The plate on the table vibrated slightly and then shattered. Beigong Juechen shook the boy away with all his strength. , He slapped the table vigorously and stood up, the pear tree table instantly split into two halves.

"Where did I go, what does it have to do with you?" Beigong Juechen stared at the young man with a cold face, and asked coldly.Beigong Qiyi's gaze fell on the man's wrist, the five bright red fingerprints were particularly glaring, the young man closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the violence in his eyes had disappeared.

Not yet...he thought, bright red blood slowly oozing from his clenched hands.

Beigong Juechen snorted heavily, and strode out. When he reached the door, he stopped and said without looking back: "The wedding date has been set, and it will be the 28th of this month."

On the 28th... there are still eleven days left, and there are still eleven days left. This man is completely his own. smile.

That day was November 28th of the lunar calendar. It should have been a very ordinary day. Beigong Qiyi was walking in the village, looking at the big red stickers and ribbons everywhere, raised her head and took a deep breath. He was thin but straight His figure trembled, not because of fear, but because of excitement.

Since that day in the "Dining Hall" and Beigong Juechen broke up unhappy, the two have never met each other in the past ten days. Beigong Qiyi has been staying in "Xianyiju", he is not He has died, but is making Gu, since he agreed to Ran Zhu's antidote for love Gu, then Beigong Qiyi will definitely do it!

What's more, he is not only developing the antidote to love Gu, he is also improving the Gu worms given by Ran Zhu. He must ensure that the Gu will not cause any harm to Beigong Juechen, and today, it is Beigong Juechen. The day of Jue Chen's and Qiang Yanxi's big wedding was also the day when he could truly be himself. All the tempers and desires that had been suppressed for so many years could finally be released.

And that selfish and ruthless personality, that bitterly repressed possessive desire for men, once erupted, there will be no turning back.

Beigong Qiyi rubbed the jade pendant at her waist and walked slowly towards the lobby. People who came to visit and congratulate him all the way congratulated him. Beigong Qiyi smiled, as if she was half-heartedly happy for her brother's marriage, but that The hands hidden in the exaggerated sleeves were tightly clenched, and the veins bulged.

He secretly remembered the congratulators one by one in his mind. Seeing that the smile on the corners of Beigong Qiyi's lips became deeper and deeper, everyone couldn't help but also laughed loudly. His long, narrow and dark phoenix eyes swept across , Beigong Qiyi secretly thought, you can laugh as much as you want now, because after a while, you will not be able to laugh even if you want to.

Qi Yong was cleaning the fallen leaves in "Juechenju". The sword, which was pursued by everyone in the world, was so sharp that it could cut iron like mud. Now it was passing through the piled leaves. Qi Yong lifted the sword, and all the fallen leaves were nailed to it. Going up, dropping all the fallen leaves into the big sack beside him, Qi Yong put away his sword and smiled slightly.

It was a precious sword, a sharp sword made by the world's most skillful hand, capable of cutting off everything in the world, a sword that everyone in the martial arts fights for, but in Qi Yong's eyes, he is also It's just a weapon, a weapon that can be used to clean up garbage.

Tianqing kept wandering outside the garden, with a hint of anxiety on his dull face, but he didn't dare to go in. As we all know, "Juechenju" is a forbidden area of ​​"Haisha Palace". Except for the palace owner, Anyone who dared to trespass into the "Juechen Residence" entered vertically and exited horizontally, and some even never came out again.

Tianqing remembered that there was a woman whom the palace lord loved very much. Relying on the palace lord's favor, she kept persuading her to enter the "Jiechen Residence" without authorization, and then never came out again. That was the first time Tianqing was allowed to enter. "Juechenju", Tianqing looked at the garden which was very different from "Haisha Palace", there was no one else in the garden except him and Qi Yong.

Tianqing looked around, wanting to see if the woman was dead or alive, and seemed to know what he was thinking, Qi Yong was watering the flowers carefully with a water bottle, and said casually: "Since she likes this so much Yuanzi, then I will let her stay here forever." Looking at the land under his feet, Tianqing could only feel a faint fishy smell, and couldn't help but feel creepy.

Qi Yong bent over and carefully watered each flower, and said to Tian Qing, who was stunned by the side, unhurriedly: "When I'm not around, you will help me look after the garden. If I find out who You're trespassing, be careful I'll kill you first." Tianqing shuddered, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, nodded quickly and said: "Your subordinate obeys."

A pain in the top of his head brought Tian Qing back to his senses, he looked up at the man in front of him in a daze, and it took him a while to react, "Palace Master." He clasped his fists quickly, Qi Yong waved his hand in a funny way, and asked "Why are you running around in such a hurry?" Tian Qing remembered the original intention of looking for Qi Yong, and hurriedly said: "Return to Palace Master, the owner of Beigong Palace is getting married today!"

"I know." Yu Jing nodded and replied, Tianqing saw his palace lord's calm look, he just wanted to rush up and give him two punches to see if his palace lord was possessed by something!

The performance of the palace lord is very wrong!That's the main marriage of Beigong Zhuang!Some time ago, Tianqing thought that his Palace Mistress had other plans to remain unmoved, but now that the Beigong Zhuangzhu is about to get married, his Palace Mistress is still unmoved!This is definitely not a normal thing!

Qi Yong looked at Tianqing's expression of seeing a ghost, and couldn't help but chuckled: "It's not a good day to go today." Of course it's not a good day!Tianqing roared in his heart: This is the day when your man is taken away and belongs to another woman!

It's a pity that Tianqing only got the first half of the sentence right, but guessed the second half wrong. Beigong Juechen was indeed snatched away, but this person was not a woman, but a man!

Looking into the distance with eagle-like sharp eyes, Qi Yong said in a low voice: "Today's "Lizhuang" is going to be even redder..." The red color of marriage celebrations is about to intertwine with the red color of dead blood, Red on red.

The wind is getting colder, and the lotus fragrance hits people.

Beigong Qiyi leaned on the white marble railing of the gazebo, looked down at the lotus flowers in full bloom in the pond, and the two locks of hair hanging on the side of her face were blown wildly by the wind, "Why are you here?" The young man asked suddenly.

Sitting on the stone bench behind the boy, the man in purple fiddled with his fan and said with a smile, "Today your elder brother is getting married, can I not come?" The man touched the tip of his nose, and said with a little embarrassment: "I'm not afraid of you doing something irrational, so I can stop you immediately, so as not to make a big mistake."

Beigong Qiyi turned her head and looked at him expressionlessly. The man in purple felt a chill all over and couldn't help shivering. The young man indifferently withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice: "Chu Muji, do you know me? Yes, no one can stop what I want to do."

Chu Muji tightened his hand holding the fan, stood up and walked to Beigong Qiyi, and said in a low voice, "Beigong, once the matter is done, there is no turning back, do you want your elder brother to hate you? "Beigong Qiyi looked at the upright lotus, and raised the corners of her mouth sarcastically, "It is said that the lotus emerges from mud but is not stained, and when it is clean, it is not demonic..."

Chu Muji was straining his heart to listen to Beigong Qiyi's words, but saw the boy suddenly fly to pick a lotus flower and bury it in the mud, Chu Muji's heart was shocked, Beigong Qiyi had returned to the in front of him.

Beigong Qiyi squinted her eyes and swayed the lotus in her hand, she said quietly: "If he hates me, let him hate me, I always have a way to make him fall in love with me. I only want him, the person who wants him, the person who wants him His heart, if he only belongs to me, and if he is here, he cannot leave me."

Looking at the white lotus covered in muddy stains in the young man's hand, Chu Muji's heart finally sank.

The author has something to say: a little more today, maybe not in the next two days

I have been busy recently, and I have to code new articles. There may be no way to update it every day. It is estimated that it will be updated every other day.

I will be able to see Rigen-kun again from next month.