Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 165: His rage

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The person reflected in Feng Yege's ink pupils is indifferent and ruthless, obviously close so close, but at a moment, he never felt that the two were so far apart. His mind seemed to stay only in her icy voice just now: "It has nothing to do with me? Is this what you have been thinking about sincerely?"

"Yes." Lou Qingwu answered him expressionlessly, with an unfeeling arc drawn by his slightly raised chin.

Feng Yege's chest rose and fell quickly, Mo Tong stared at her, Ruyu's profile gradually stained with a touch of wounded desolation, her thin lips pressed tightly, and it took a long time before she pledged her voice. : "Junior sister, if you are joking, I can assume that I have never heard this sentence..."

"Why are you so annoying." Lou Qingwu interrupted him, showing impatience, "I think I have said it very clearly. You really have no other use value to me except for stumbling. , Yes, you are a genius doctor, but I have also learned your medical skills 50 or 60 years, even I am better at using poison than you; originally thought that you at least have the identity of the night king, omnipotent, but I did not expect you You will be injured, so you are not that strong. Since it is no longer useful, then let’s talk about it."

Obviously it is a word that can be heard clearly on weekdays, but at this moment it feels so strange.

Feng Yege finally couldn't restrain his laughter, but the arc of his mouth was cold and thin, and the man with warmth seemed to give people a gloomy oppression, like a fire dragon about to get angry. With scarlet eyes and fierce gleam, he stared straight at Lou Qingwu, suddenly shot, and the slender five fingers swept towards Lou Qingwu's neck. Lou Qingwu was stunned, then stepped back suddenly, leaning her back against the cold wall, her breath suddenly suffocated.

It's just that the singer Feng Ye didn't fall on her after all. He closed his eyes suddenly and hit Lou Qingwu's cheek wall with a loud bang, making her face shocked. Suddenly pale.

Her chest was violently ups and downs, she had never seen such a Feng Yege.

Sadness filled his face, and heavy breaths came close at hand, brushing on her face, making her nose sour inexplicably, she resisted the panic and made her face look sour and mean. "You...you want to kill me?"

She didn't seem to feel the **** smell in her breath, and the **** back of her hand beside her left cheek, a few drops of blood splashed on her face, making her frown and look at the man in disgust. Feng Yege looked at the strange woman in front of him. In her pupils, he could clearly see that he was embarrassed. The impatience in her eyes was so clear. People said that the eyes were knives, which could cut people with cuts and bruises. He had always been I don't believe it, but now, he believes it.

There was a mess in his mind. He swayed and took a step back. The blood dripped from his fingertips to the ground, in slow motion, smashed down and condensed into a blood flower, which made him feel desolate all these years. The guardian seems to be a joke.

"Lou Qingwu, I...don't want to see you again."

Turning around indifferently, the cold and long figure has a long reflection in the candlelight, but it is lonely and lonely to the tip of my heart.

Lou Qingwu bit her lower lip, took a deep breath, smiled sadly where Feng Yege couldn't see it, but said sarcastically, "That would be the best."

Feng Yege's figure froze for a short while, and then disappeared in front of Lou Qingwu in the next moment, leaving only the door of the room humming.

Lou Qingwu slowly supported the tabletop with her hands before she stood firm.

Hold your eyes down, hiding the condensed apologies under your eyes, I'm sorry...

She personally pushed herself into a dilemma, and there is only this way to let Feng Yege let go.

"Master?" The door of the room was suddenly opened again. Lan Bai heard the movement and rushed over quickly, and saw Lou Qingwu in the room. He was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help shouting in a low voice.

"Huh?" Lou Qingwu turned her head indifferently, and for a long while, she looked at Lanbai again, waving his hand like wearily: "Why are you awake?"

"I heard a thump here, I'm afraid you...Master, are you okay?"

Lou Qingwu's mood is too wrong, Lan Bai couldn't help but ask softly.

She thought that the master was strange tonight, and she was worried when she left, so she never fell asleep. Just now, she suddenly heard movement in the master's room, she hurried over and saw this scene. I moved my gaze to the side and saw the blood mark on the wall. I couldn't help but be stunned: "Master, this blood..."

"It's not mine."

Looking down, Lou Qingwu turned quietly, standing with his back to Lan Bai.

Soon my eyes fell on the clear blood stains on the snow-white wall, and I put my fingers on the table and slowly tightened, "Lan Bai, go and help me bring a basin of water and a kerchief."

"Eh, okay, huh? Master, what do you want these to do?"

"Just go get it."

"...Okay." Lan Bai responded, and quickly took over what Lou Qingwu wanted, and then she was waved back by Lou Qingwu. She walked a few steps uncomfortably, and could see the building. There was indeed nothing wrong with Qing Wu's face, so she finally had to walk out, closing the door by the way. It was just a step forward, but it was startled. The door was open when she came, and the master said that the blood is not hers. Whose blood is the blood?

A figure suddenly flashed across my mind, but he shook his head abruptly and denied that it must not be the Night King. With the master's temperament, how could he hurt anyone who cares.

Who the **** is it?

Lanbai returned to her room with such doubts.

But I stayed up all night, staring at Lou Qingwu's room from the window, and found that the candle in Lou Qingwu's room hadn't been extinguished overnight.

Lou Qingwu quietly looked at the clear water in front of him, wet the veil, and then walked towards the wall, standing silently in front of the blood stain, his eyes focused and began to erase the blood stain little by little, white. On the wall, the blood stained quickly into a ball, and gradually the color became lighter and lighter, leaving only a very light moist.

In the end, except for the darker color, it is completely invisible that someone hit it with a fist. The blood spattered left a trace on it, as if it was silently erased from the bottom of my heart at this moment. soft.

At the end, I soaked the veil in clear water, and the water ripples inside, revealing Lou Qingwu's fuzzy face.

She sighed and didn't make a sound for a long time.

For the next two days, Lou Qingwu heard no news from Feng Yege again. She seemed to have retracted herself into a shell again, refusing any visits. After that night, the Li Mansion has been silent, but for that matter, there are still rumors gradually spreading that Li Mansion met a ghost on the night the second son got married, and some unjust ghosts killed several people at once. , Bloody, many people have seen it.