Brow of a Thousand Calamities Chapter 31: Crazy Lan Wu Xing 04

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Bi Lianyi raised her head and seemed to not know what he was talking about for a moment. After a pause, he said "Ah", "This is unexpected. I will send someone to find out the ins and outs of Kuanglan Wuxing as soon as possible. "Palace Master will be back tonight, Mr. Fu, please don't blame yourself." When Fu Zhumei heard that Wanyu Yuedan would be back tonight, she took a long breath, "Xiao Bi, I think Miss Hong...she is waiting for you." Bi Lianyi. Silent, Fu Zhumei rubbed her hair, "I think... I think she cares about you." Bi Lianyi looked at him and smiled faintly, "She has many complicated thoughts. I hope she can be happy, but I don't want her to be happy again." Going astray." Fu Zhumei looked into his eyes carefully, and Bi Lianli asked, "What?" Fu Zhumei shook her head and showed a sincere smile, "I never knew Xiaobi was such a careful person. You are very good. "Bi Lianyi smiled. The two of them didn't know what to say for a moment. It seemed that they understood each other in an instant. Fu Zhumei scratched his hair, turned around and left, leaving Bi Lianyi to continue to stand there.

He understands that Xiao Bi does not want to irritate Miss Hong. If he appears in front of Miss Hong, she may do something more drastic to resist Bi Luogong's kindness.

She must stick to her own sanity and boundaries. She cannot betray Liu Yan for the kindness and tenderness of Biluo Palace.

He understood Miss Hong's pain, and Xiaobi also understood it, so he stood there and waited silently.

He hoped to wait for a decision.

After half a month.

Haoyunshan.

The mountaintops are filled with water mist, and the mountains are still green despite the cold winter.

In the Wenjian Pavilion, there was a man dressed in purple, holding a halberd, and one foot on the railing of the Wenjian Pavilion. The mountain wind made his purple cloak rustle, and the mist flowed rapidly around him, violating the The natural wind is like a whirlpool under a waterfall.

"He...who is he?" The disciples of the Central Plains Sword Club whispered in the Shanfeng Hall, looking at the tall figure in the Wenjian Pavilion from afar.

"Shhh - you really can't recognize him? He is just crazy and incompetent. I heard that he was controlled by poison from the romantic shop in the past, but now he has woken up." Someone whispered, "He will catch up with the good clouds immediately after he wakes up. Shan, correct your evil ways and follow the instructions of the Zhongyuan Sword Club."

"I heard that he was the sword-praising veteran of the Central Plains Sword Association as early as ten years ago. Now that he woke up, he naturally wanted to help the sword association. But I didn't expect that the delirious Kuang Lan Wuxing would wake up. She looks like this." Another person said quietly, "Miss Tao is as beautiful as a flower, but she is evil and evil."

"Shh-didn't you hear me tell you to lower your voice? Look at him like this, he is definitely not someone to be trifled with. I think those thieves in the romantic shop will be in bad luck if they encounter him."

"Hey...it's best for the romantic shop to be in bad luck, otherwise the poison will be endless, everyone will be in danger, and no one will have a good life. I heard Miss Tao call his name, and it was very intimate. The two of them seem to have a close relationship."

"Eh? Name? What is Kuanglan Wuxing's real name?"

"Zhu Yan. I heard Miss Tao call him Zhu Yan."

"Zhu Yan... I think he should be renamed 'Kang Yan', 'Monster Yan', 'Ghost Yan'..."

Kuanlan Wuxing stood on the railing with a halberd, overlooking the mountain scenery, motionless. Even if you look at him from a distance, you can see that his face is slender and angular, and his cheeks are extremely pale, even a little bluish-white, but there is a halo of blood above the cheekbones and under the corners of the eyes that looks purple but not purple, and looks red but not red, plus the eyeliner He is black and slender, with cold and hollow eyes. He looks handsome, cold, and deep, but he also seems to be full of evil and murderous intent, making people shudder at the sight of him.

A young man in Tsing Yi walked up behind the two people who were chatting and smiled slightly, "What are you two talking about?"

The two people chatting were startled, turned around and clasped their fists together, "Young Master Gu." The young man in green who came slowly with a sword on his body was none other than Cheng Yapao's junior brother "Qingxi" "Gentleman" Guxitan, he was imprisoned in Qingyun Mountain to practice swordsmanship. At this time, he was successful in swordsmanship. He went out to help his senior brother and had just arrived at Haoyun Mountain. The two people from the Zhongyuan Sword Club were a little ashamed and said goodbye without saying anything. Guxitan stood where the two of them were standing and stared into the distance. They also saw Kuanglan Wuxing alone in the pavilion, holding a halberd and watching. Mountain, just like waiting for a strong enemy, there is no relaxation in the whole body.

At the moment when Guxitan was staring, a woman in peach clothes stepped into Wenjian Pavilion, smiled sweetly, and started chatting with Kuanglan Wuxing. Gu Xitan vaguely recognized that it was Xiang Tao. He was an indispensable and important figure in the Central Plains Sword Association at this time and the benefactor of the Sword Association. Although she was a female, she was not weaker than anyone else in martial arts. She was a heroine.

The two said a few words, but the strange thing was that Kuanglan Wuxing never looked back and spoke with his back to Xingxi Tao. Guxitan looked at it for a while, without thinking much, turned around and headed to Cheng Yupao's room.

Wenjianting was too far away from this place. If Guxitan's eyesight was better, he would have seen that Kuanglan Wuxing not only did not turn around when talking to Xingfang Tao, but he did not even open his eyes.

"Third brother." Xingfang Tao smiled sweetly when he stepped into Wenjian Pavilion. His beautiful face lit up the foggy Wenjian Pavilion, as if she saw a flower blooming.

Kuanlan Wuxing did not look back. He still faced down the mountain, but closed his eyes, "I hate hypocrisy."

"Zhu Yan, since you hate hypocrisy, let me get straight to the point." Xingfang Tao's beautiful smile disappeared without a trace in an instant, "I understand that it is not easy for you to stand here now. You have overcome the needle injury. , drug trouble, long blank period and unforgettable resentment - in just half a month - you have completely recovered yourself, which to be honest is completely beyond my expectation. ”

Kuanlan Wuxing said nothing. Xingfang Tao raised his hand and touched his face gently, "I also understand very well why you can let go of your hatred for me, why you can recover quickly, and why you stand here and hate me now. Be obedient...you want to see her, and she is in my hands."

"I hate your face." Kuanglan Wuxing said coldly, "It's very dazzling."

Xingfang Tao Yingying laughed, "If you hate my face, how are you going to see Xue Tao... My face now is exactly the same as hers. Although you can't see her now, you can't see my face. Talking can be comforting, what’s wrong with that? She is in my hands, and she is living very well and peacefully now..."

"What did you do to her?" Kuanglan Wuxing asked in a low voice. Xingfang Tao leaned against the railing and smiled, "She...if you want, I can let you see her. The price is to kill someone for me. Are you willing?" Kuanglan Wuxing's voice was cold and hoarse, "Who to kill?" Xingfang Tao said softly, "Wanyu Yuedan." Kuanglan Wuxing's eyelashes did not tremble, "Okay." Xingfang Tao continued softly, "He is your benefactor, can you kill him?" Kuanglan Wuxing said Xing said coldly, "My whole life is only for Xue Tao, everything else is meaningless." Xingfang Tao smiled sweetly, "I sometimes feel that if I could be as infatuated as you, maybe my cousin would have married me long ago. "She turned around, put her sleeves back on her sleeves, and walked out, "When you kill Wan Yuedan, I will tell you where she is."

"When I see Xue Tao, I will take her away." Kuanglan Wuxing said in a low voice, "Then the next thing I will do is to kill you——"

Xingfang Tao walked calmly, "You should." Her back gradually disappeared into the mist.

Kuai Lan Wuxing lifted up the halberd and thrust it heavily into the ground. He heard the sound of rocks cracking. The halberd, which was more than ten feet long, penetrated into the stone and stood upright. He is not stupid. Xingfang Tao wants him to kill Wan Yuedan because he has the least reason to kill Wan Yuedan and is the easiest to succeed. After the murder, she would inevitably say that her poison was the only solution to her mental disorder, pushing herself into a situation where she was surrounded by enemies on all sides, killing two birds with one stone. This isn't really a strategy, it's just that she dug a trap and waited for her to jump into it willingly.

She calculated his personality accurately. He was deep, but more importantly, arrogant.

He never seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, he only does what he wants to do, and only takes the path he wants to take. No matter whether the road ahead is a trap or a smooth road, whether it is a mountain of swords, a sea of ​​fire, or a different realm, it is all the same to Zhu Yan. of.

He wants to see Xue Tao, no matter how many people he kills, he must see him, no matter what method he uses, he must see him, it's that simple.