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The massacre of the year

Because it was clearly heard that it was the sound of the world, the true energy under Meng Cangyun's palm was instantly restrained, for fear of hurting him.

But I didn't expect that with that little hesitation, the long sword that was inseparable from all over the world had already arrived at her heart. Before the tip of the sword reached, the sharp sword energy had already tore through her clothes.

"Cangyun!" Sihai Bugui's long arms beside him quickly hugged him, and with a hiss, the sword passed through his arm.

The scarlet redness made Meng Cangyun react completely. The true energy under his palm condensed instantly, and with a scream, he raised his palm.

The four seas failed once and did not give up the attack. They raised the sword and wanted to stab Meng Cangyun again. But now his reaction was obviously a bit slow, and he seemed to be confused. He only had one belief in his heart, that is, to kill this witch.

He only attacked but not defended, so Meng Cangyun's palm easily struck his heart.

The dull collision sounded, and the person was shocked, and the sword fell from his hands, and it fell to the ground with a clang.

When he was about to get up from the ground, the door was already pushed open with a slam, and the black shadow passed by, and the cold sword wind was less than half a finger away from his neck.

"Don't hurt him!" Meng Cangyun on the bed exclaimed, "It's Ali!"

Wuming's sword stopped on Li Sihai Buli's neck, and the sword energy had already cut a blood mark between his neck. Fortunately, it had not penetrated deep and did not cause irreparable damage.

After a moment of silence, the four seas suddenly fell to the ground with a palm and jumped up quickly. If Wuming had not collected the sword quickly, his neck would have been cut off.

The world was doomed but ignored it at all. Her scarlet eyes were wide open, staring at the person on the bed, lifting her palm and slapping it on her.

Suddenly, the back leader stinged, and the hilt of Wuming's sword fell silently on his neck.

Sihai Buli's eyes rolled, his slender body softened, and he fell straight down. Wuming took him over and threw him on the bench beside him, so that he could not lose the pain of falling to the ground.

Looking up, I saw the two messy people on the bed still tidying up. The arms of Sihai Bugui were injured. Even if he put on his outer robe, blood overflowed through the outer robe.

Wuming was about to turn around and go out when two white shadows broke in outside the door. Following them were Qiqi, who was also not well-dressed, and Chu Xuanchi, who was obviously just hurriedly put on his outer robe.

Seeing Sihai Buli fainting on the bench, Qiqi and Mu Chu took the lead in coming to the bed to clean up the wounds for Sihai Bugui without saying a word.

The injury was not serious, but fortunately, it was just skin trauma, and the blood flowed a little more, and the face of Bugui was a little pale.

Seeing his father's appearance, Qiqi felt indescribable. He didn't know if his father's life was really bad. He was always hurt. He wanted to change to an ordinary person and would have died long ago.

There is also the man standing behind him... one by one, he was injured and had a meal.

When the wounds of Sihai's non-returning were cleaned up by them, Meng Cangyun also sorted out her clothes and stepped out from behind the screen. Her eyes swept across Sihai who was fainting on the bench. She was just stunned for a moment, then walked over and reached out to look towards his forehead.

"He's having a fever." She looked back at Qiqi.

Qiqi and Mu Chu looked at each other. Mu Chu came to the bench, held his wrists that were inseparable from all over the world, and fell down his fingertips. After a moment, he said, "He was chaotic, rapid but empty, I am afraid that it was caused by practicing martial arts and getting into a demon."

Looking back at Qiqi, he asked, "What I saw today is he that person with a bad temper or the gentle Ali?"

Although everyone in the world is Qiqi's uncle, and their seniority is above them, because others look younger than ordinary men in their thirty years old, and everyone does not divide their seniority when they walk together. Therefore, the title of Ali has been used to and adapted to it.

Qiqi came to the bench and sat down, rummaged through the eyes that were endless. With the candlelight lit by Chu Jiangnan, after a closer look, he saw that his eyes were covered with blood.

She said: "When I met him during the day today, he was indeed the one with a bad temper, and obviously he had a lot of opinions about the Queen Mother."

"Then is he loyal or treacherous?" The sudden voice interrupted the dullness of the room. Ye Che entered the door while yawning, and his steps were a little light when he walked, as if he was standing in the clouds.

Looking at Chu Jiangnan standing by the table, he couldn't help complaining: "Why did you do when you drink so much wine at night? I woke up later than you. Those who don't know would think you have intentions for me."

Chu Jiangnan's face looked slightly embarrassed. He didn't look at him, and he was too lazy to pay attention to his crazy words.

Hearing this, the others looked a little weird, and they poured wine... Is this what Prince Nan would do?

Qiqi looked at Chu Jiangnan with a little surprise in his eyes: "Senior Brother, why are you doing drinking with my senior brother? You won't really have any intentions for him, right?"

"What nonsense? This guy is very quiet. If he doesn't get him drunk, he will chatter all night." Chu Jiangnan glanced at Ye Che.

Although he really has a good impression of this guy and is willing to get close to him, this does not mean that he is willing to let him pester questions all night.

After rushing for so long, he didn't have a good rest at night. He kept pestering him to ask about the past. How could he have so much energy to deal with him? He had to call someone to bring him drinks, and while talking to him, he advised him to drink.

Unexpectedly, this guy's alcohol capacity was so great that he finally let him lie down at eight jars of wine, but now he woke up and started talking more.

Ye Che didn't care about his embarrassment, so he walked over and sat down on a chair not far from Chu Jiangnan. Now he stopped looking at Chu Jiangnan, but tilted his head to look at Qiqi, and said helplessly: "I don't know why, I really want to know Anan's past. He seemed to have a very strange temperament that has always attracted me..."

"I have no interest in men. I will not be allowed to enter my room from tomorrow." Chu Jiangnan interrupted him lightly.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he said this, the other people's faces became strange again.

Don't enter my room... Isn't this a bit ambiguous?

Chu Jiangnan probably also reacted, and realized that what he said seemed to be more misunderstood. He wanted to explain, but was not used to explaining such trivial matters. He could only turn red because of embarrassment, but still remained silent and stopped talking.

If you talk too much, you will lose your mistake. I am afraid that this is his current situation.

Seeing him like this, Ye Che couldn't help laughing loudly: "They just bully you for being too honest, blushing at any time, and don't know how to refute it. The soft persimmon is so good. You can tell them loudly that I want to sleep with you, but you are full of unwillingness. In the end, I was suppressed by me who committed the crime by drinking."

"Ye Che!" Chu Jiangnan was really unhappy now. He wasn't so open yet. Especially now, he discovered another truth, that is... This guy was just pretending to be asleep last night, but the eight jars of wine were not able to pour him down. The alcohol tolerance was too good!

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense anymore. I know you are thin-skinned and can't stand the teasing." Ye Che looked at Qiqi and glanced at Sihai Buli on the bench, who was still unconscious: "What's going on with this guy? Couldn't he be here to assassinate?"

His eyes accidentally swept to the long sword that fell to the ground.

Qiqi walked over, held the long sword, and looked at it carefully. It was just an ordinary sword. I don’t know where the guy got it.

She threw the long sword aside casually, and she looked at Meng Cangyun: "My Queen, what's going on?"

"He said I was a witch and wanted to kill me." Meng Cangyun helped Sihai Buhui, let him lie down, and then put down the curtain.

She stepped out from inside, looked at everyone, and said calmly: "Twenty years ago, the family in Sihai was destroyed. According to what Bugui said, Ali had suffered from this strange disease since then, but this disease is not a simple dual personality. I wonder if your father told you that he was caused by poisoning."

"I mentioned it a little, but I didn't say it in detail." Qiqi's eyes passed over her and landed on the big bed not far behind her. The figure lying on the bed behind the curtain was still clearly visible.

The four seas know that everyone's eyes are focused on themselves at this moment. They don't want to mention this matter again, but they have to face it now.

He had no choice but to say lightly: "At the time when the Sihai family was destroyed, I escaped because I was away. As for Ali, he watched with his own eyes..."

He paused, and after a while, he continued: "I guess he saw Cang Yun killing the Sihai family with his own hands."

"Impossible! How could my queen do such a thing?" Qiqi immediately lowered her face and said unhappy, but as soon as she finished speaking, she could only suppress her voice and soften her voice completely. Who made the person she spoke now was her father?

Looking at the figure behind the shaman, she said warmly: "No, Queen Father, I don't mean to blame you. I mean... This guy must have read it wrong. I promise that everything is his own self-confidence."

"Girl, you didn't know where you were staying in the corner back then. You didn't see it with your own eyes. It would be better not to say it too well." Meng Cangyun glanced at her and said lightly.

Qiqi looked back at her and curled her lips: "Can you do such a thing with a knife-like tofu heart? What's more, he is the family of the father. Even if she is abandoned by him one day, she will not be able to do this no matter how much she hates her."

Meng Cangyun didn't say anything, but this girl trusted her so much, but her heart was really very warm.

Who doesn’t like the feeling of being trusted?

Qiqi felt a little uneasy. Could it be that the Queen Mother and Queen Mother really had a misunderstanding because of this incident? So, did Queen Mother believe that the person who killed his family was the Queen Mother?

The Queen Mother was just a 16 or 17-year-old girl back then. How could she do it? My father... did he really not believe the Queen Mother?

No wonder these two people are unwilling to mention this incident again. If this is true, it will be really... difficult to deal with.

There was a brief silence in the room. I don’t know how long it took, but a low voice suddenly sounded from the corner: “If even Prince Xiaoyao believed that this was done by the Queen Mother, then I guess the person the Queen Mother saw was also the Queen Mother’s face.”
Chapter completed!
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