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The two darts on the stone lion glowed coldly under the sunlight.

Qi Yanxi folded his arms and looked at the smiling person in front of him expressionlessly. After a while, he said, "I need your help." The smile on Xi Mo's face deepened, "It just so happens that I really want to help too. You are busy."

"Do you know what I want you to do?" Qiang Yanxi raised her eyebrows and asked lightly, Ximo twisted her index finger around a lock of hair on her chest, and smiled lightly: "Of course I know, coincidentally, my The purpose is the same as yours."

He walked slowly to Qiang Yanxi's side, and whispered in her ear: "You want to help Beigong Juechen escape, and I want him to leave the young master, so even if you don't tell me, I will do it for you." It's fixed!"

After that, he took two steps back slowly, shook off the cloak in his hand and put it on his body, hiding his whole face under the wide hood, he glanced at Qiang Yanxi with a smile, then fastened the cloak, walk away.

Qiang Yanxi's face was still cold, she looked at the back of Ximo who was gradually leaving, then turned her head to look at the majestic "Lizhuang", and lowered her head indifferently.

The wide cloak compared the young man's dense body. The young man walked quickly in the heavily guarded "Hundred Shark Palace" with his eyes down. , only nodded his head, his face was completely hidden under the hood, and he couldn't see clearly.

Ximo walked in a hurry, he was full of thoughts in his mind, he didn't pay attention to the road under his feet at all, so he ran into someone at the corner, and Ximo woke up suddenly, he frowned and looked down at the person hit by him The expression on the face of the person who fell on the ground suddenly changed!

Because the view was blocked by the brim of the hat and the man lowered his head, Xi Mo only saw a pair of eyes of the man, a pair of narrow and charming phoenix eyes, a pair of eyes very similar to that man.

Xi Mo frowned and squatted down. He pinched the man's sharp chin, and was knocked to the ground suddenly. Ling Sheng's stomach was full of anger and just about to explode, but the man pinched his chin tightly. When meeting that person's eyes, all Lingsheng's words were swallowed back into his stomach.

The man's eyes were cold and ruthless, as if he was going to be hacked into pieces, and he was not inferior to Qi Yong.

When he saw Lingsheng's full face, Xi Mo lost interest. He shook off Lingsheng's chin and stood up indifferently. It's just that they have similar eyes. Also, how can there be people like them in the world? .

Seeing the young man throwing him away in disgust, Ling Sheng's face darkened. He was praised for his beauty since he was a child, and no one he had seen could match his beauty. Disgusted, Ling Sheng bit his lower lip tightly and looked at Xi Mo angrily.

Xi Mo looked down at him condescendingly, curled his lips in disdain, "I didn't expect Qi Yong to find a substitute to play with." He looked Ling Sheng up and down, and mocked: "Although he looks good, but apart from a pair of eyes , the others are too far behind that person."

"You!" Ling's cheeks were flushed with anger, he suddenly got up from the ground, pointed at Xi Mo and cursed: "You don't even look in the mirror to see what you look like, and you are still here to point fingers at me, you What qualifications do you have?" He squinted at Ximo, and said mockingly, "Hmph, I think you are jealous that I can be favored by the palace lord, I think you are a lowly man who wants to climb the palace lord's bed but is despised! Fortunately, you have the self-knowledge to wear a hat!"

Xi Mo half-closed his eyes and looked at the slender fingers in front of him. Seeing that he didn't speak, Ling Sheng thought he was in pain, so he raised his chin and smiled complacently: "If you kneel down and apologize to me, When I'm in a good mood, maybe I can tell the palace lord... ah—" Before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his fingers, which made the words behind him turn into screams.

Xi Mo coldly let go of his severed finger, looked at Ling Sheng's distorted face in pain, and slowly wiped his hand with the hem of his clothes, as if he just touched something dirty, " Dote on you?" Xi Mo sneered and said, "Are you sure Qi Yong dotes on you?"

Ling Sheng held his fingers and looked at him tremblingly, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of water mist, Xi Mo frowned, and said sharply: "If you show such eyes again, I will punish you. Dig it out with the eyes of survival!" Although he hated Beigong Juechen, he would not allow anyone to show such a pitiful and disgusting expression with eyes so similar to his, not to mention that these eyes are similar to Beigong Qichen's. The meaning is also somewhat similar.

Lingsheng's body trembled, and he forcibly held back the tears that were about to burst into his eyes. He didn't dare to look at Ximo again. He knew that this person would not have any feelings of pity for him. If he looked at Ximo with such eyes again, He, he will definitely gouge out his own eyes as he said!

Now he can live a carefree life and no longer need to toss and turn around the man because of these eyes!If these eyes are really ruined, then he is also finished... Lingsheng thought, his body trembled even more.

Seeing the man's appearance, Xi Mo couldn't help sneering, stretched out his hand and pulled the brim of his hat to hide his whole face under the wide hood, and was about to leave when he heard a man's deep voice behind him, "What are you doing here? What?"

As soon as Ling Sheng saw Qi Yong coming, he didn't care about the pain in his fingers, and quickly ran over. He threw himself into Qi Yong's arms, stretched out his hand to hug Qi Yong's waist tightly, and stretched his weakly hanging fingers to Qi Yong's. In front of Yong's eyes, with red eyes, he said aggrievedly: "Master, he broke my finger!" He looked at Xi Mo, his eyes turned cold.

I am like the person he likes no matter what. Could it be that I am no better than you, a nobody.

He had never seen Xi Mo, nor had he heard of such a character, so he naturally thought that he was just an insignificant and unfavorable unknown.

Qi Yong glanced at his severed finger, only slightly raised his eyebrows, casually held his finger and reattached it, Qi Yong didn't care about Lingling's wrinkled face in pain, and hugged him tightly. His own people pushed away, he walked to Xi Mo, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why are you here?"

Seeing Qi Yong showing a little affection for Xi Mo, Ling Sheng couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise. Could it be that this person is really favored?And from what he said just now, it is obvious that he knows the person Qi Yong really likes, so does he have any relationship with that person?

Xi Mo closed his cloak, looked at Ling Sheng who was behind Qi Yong, and said with a half smile, "I have to say, your eyesight is really getting worse." Qi Yong pursed his lips, and said indifferently: "Anyway It's not him, it's okay to see those eyes." Xi Mo chuckled, and he leaned into Qi Yong's ear and whispered: "Could it be that you do it, and you also cover his face when you love, Only the eyes are showing?"

Qi Yong blinked, stroked his chin and thought, "This is a good idea."

Ximo punched him with a smile, gave Lingsheng a sideways look, and said in a low voice: "Stop making trouble, I came today to tell you something." Qi Yong nodded and snapped his fingers Immediately, someone dragged away Ling Sheng who was still stunned, Qi Yong took Xi Mo to a flower garden not far away, there was a small pavilion in the flower garden, Qi Yong and Xi Mo walked over and sat in the pavilion On the stone bench, he shrugged and said, "It can be said."

Xi Mo looked at the flower garden, and said with a smile, "When was the flower garden built?" At this time, two maids in purple clothes brought a pot of tea, Qi Yong waved his hand to indicate that they don't have to wait on them, and the maids bowed down to the two of them. After a gift, he left in small steps. Qi Yong held the teapot and said casually: "It was just built in the past two days."

The bright apricot-yellow tea was slowly poured into the purple sand cup, Xi Mo lightly closed his eyes, brought the teacup to the tip of his nose and sniffed, and said with a smile, "This tea is Junshan Silver Needle?" Qi Yong nodded with a smile, " It has just been transported back from Yueyang, let’s have a taste of how it tastes.”

Slowly blowing away the heat from the teacup, Ximo blinked and said: "It is said that Princess Zhongcheng brought Junshan Silver Needle tea to Tibet when she got married. Naturally, you have to taste such a good tea." He took a small sip, and felt the fragrance was fresh and the tea was mellow.

"It's really good tea." Xi Mo took another sip, "It's fragrant and mellow." Qi Yong poured himself a cup unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "Next time, I'll let you cook this tea. When the tea is first brewed, the tea leaves stand upright like silver needles, and after a while, they gather together and stand at the bottom of the cup."

Xi Mo nodded and smiled: "Okay, I'll cook it next time." He took another sip of tea before putting down the teacup, "I have something to tell you." Qi Yong sipped the tea, hearing the words, He just lowered his eyes and nodded, "What's the matter?"

"I can help you steal Beigong Juechen out, what do you want?"

Qi Yong's movement of drinking tea suddenly froze.

The woman stood in front of a painting, she looked at the painting quietly with her head slightly raised, the expression on her beautiful face was unpredictable.

The man in the painting stands proudly, with his dark green robe fluttering, holding a sword in his hand, under the edge of the sword is a drop of blood that is not yet falling, the man looks cold and serious, with a strand of long hair covering his cheek, the man's facial features are exquisite but Sharp, like carefully carved ice sculptures, extremely beautiful but extremely cold, upon closer inspection, the man's eyes were actually a rare dark green.

The woman took a step back slowly, and said with a low laugh: "My brother's love for him can be clearly seen from the strokes and strokes in the painting." The man in white sitting on the low bed looked calm and calm, He looked at the paintings on the wall, and there was a rare tenderness in his eyes, "What is your purpose here today?"

"I'm just here to tell you, if you don't act, brother, you will be caught by others." The woman turned and raised her eyebrows at the man in white and smiled. The man got up and walked to the woman. Cheeky, and said flatly: "It's okay, he is not mine after all, and it is a luxury for me to have such a moment."

"Brother." The woman looked at him sideways, "Brother, if you want, he can be yours for the rest of your life." The man in white reluctantly withdrew his hand and shook his head, "If that's the case, what I get is not The real him, I don’t want his whole life, I was born doomed to die alone, I just hope to keep a memory.”

The woman suddenly hugged him tightly, "Brother, you will not die alone, you still have me." The man patted the woman's back lightly, and slowly opened his thin lips, "I know."

The woman held the man's robe tightly, and a cold light flashed in her charming peach eyes.

If you really can't get him, then I will help you and forget him forever.