Chapter 77 Spider Spit Silk

Seeing the murderousness in Ouyang Wan's eyes, Liu Ye said, "What a murderous spirit. I don't remember that I have had any unconsidered hatred with Ouyang's bodyguard."

"You and I do not have an unconjureate hatred, but this does not mean that I can't kill you."

"There must always be a reason to kill people, not to mention that you can't kill me at all." Liu Ye gently brushed his sleeves, and before everyone could see it clearly, they saw more than a dozen colorful spiders suddenly appear on Liuye's body, which made Ouyang Wan's scalp numb.

"You..."

"Nothing, I just want you to stay away from me." Liu Ye said, "By the way, if you are bitten by this spider, there is no antidote."

An Luo stared at the spider on Liuye's body, stunned for a long time, and suddenly turned around and ran to Ouyang Wan: "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

"What's the name of the ghost?" Ouyang Wan frowned and looked at the seven-foot-high Anluo who was so scared that he hid behind him.

An Luo poked out half of his head and looked aggrieved: "It's a spider."

"So what?"

"It's a poisonous spider."

"And then?"

"I'm afraid of spiders." An Luo took a few steps back.

Suddenly, all the spiders lying on Liuye fell to the ground in an instant, and their death was extremely miserable. Each spider was divided into three pieces. Liu Ye glanced at everyone in disbelief: "Who did it?"

Ouyang Wan also realized the strangeness of the matter, squatted down and looked at the red spiders carefully: "It's amazing, as if it was cut off by some sharp weapon."

An Luo was bold and carefully came forward: "Wow, the body has been dismembered."

Xia Wuchen and Xia Yan also squatted on the ground and observed the spiders respectively. Xia Wuchen said, "Why did you die all of a sudden?"

"It's so weird." Xia Yan glanced quietly, because he knew that in addition to some strange flowing nights, he would belong to this glorious monk's closed disciple with the highest martial arts skills.

"What do you think I do?" An Luo smiled at Xia Yan and said, "Look at spiders, look at spiders. I'm not a spider. What's good about it?"

Xia Yanqi knotted, lowered his head and continued to look at the dismembered spider.

Suddenly, a slender and pale hand appeared in front of everyone and slowly picked up the spiders scattered on the ground. That man is not someone else, but the flowing night of squatting down: "Ouyang, you..."

"It's not me." Ouyang said.

Liu Ye glanced at Xia Wuchen and Xia Yan again, and the two shook their heads.

Finally, Liu Ye turned his eyes to Anluo: "It's you."

"What?" An Luo asked.

"You killed these spiders." Liu Ye cleaned up the spider's body, got up, and approached and settled down step by step.

With the footsteps of the night, An Luo retreated step by step. Finally retreated to the railing: "If you go further, I will fall."

"Who the hell are you?" The night's eyes are cold.

"Fat rich man, didn't you say that before?"

"Rich man? Since he is a rich man, how can he be the long-lost 'spider spit silk' in the world?

When Ouyang Wan heard Liu Ye say this, he immediately looked at An Luo with vigilance. Yeah, why didn't you think it was a spider spitting silk? Ten years ago, half of the disciples of Tangmen in the State of Shu were killed, and all the dead were divided into countless pieces of meat in an instant. This incident once caused a sensation in the world, and Baichuantang also participated in the investigation, but since then, the murderer has never appeared again.

Among the killed people, Tang, the head of Tangmen, tried his best before he died and wrote four words spider spit silk on the ground with blood.

From then on, spider spitting silk began to spread throughout the world. But because the murderer never appeared again, it was gradually forgotten over time and then became a legend.

"No, the spider spit silk ten years ago. This boy was only ten years old at that time." Ouyang Wan said, "How can he spit silk?"

"What are you talking about? Spider spit silk?" An Luo wondered, "What is that?"

Liu Ye said coldly, "Your Highness and Prince are absolutely impossible, and Ouyang's bodyguard is impossible, so you are the only one left."

"I really can't hide anything from you." An Luo laughed and said, "I didn't expect anyone to remember what I did ten years ago."

"Real, is it really you?" Ouyang Wan was surprised and said, "Ten years ago, it was you who slaughtered Tangmen?"

An Luo nodded: "Yes."

"But you were only ten years old ten years ago."

"Not ten years old, but nine years old." An Luo said, "Who made Tang urge that guy to say to Emperor Shu to raise troops to attack the State of Jin? As a people of the State of Jin, how can I stand by and kill that guy?"

"Are you from Jin?" Xia Wuchen asked, "So, it should not be a coincidence that you will meet us."

"No, no, it's a complete coincidence." An Luo pointed to Liu Ye and said, "He hijacked my car. This time, I just went to Cangguo to play in the mountains and rivers. Oh, that's all. To be honest with you, in fact, I'm for Jiang Mozhu.

"For him?" Xia Wuchen doubted.

"Four years ago, Jiang Mozhu went to the Kingdom of Jin to propose marriage for my sister. Who knew that my cruel father actually ordered someone to penetrate the bone in his body. Later, I secretly rescued him from the heavenly prison, just like this.

"Why did you save him?"

"I like him." An Luo said naturally.

Xia Wuchen pondered, "It's incredible. So Xiao Ruyan is your sister and you are Xiao Ruyan's younger brother? That's the prince of Jin?"

"Yes." An Luo said, "Because I was worried about Jiang Mozhu's body, I followed you all the way. I didn't expect it to really come in handy."

It was heartbreaking, and a voice full of despair came from the room.

When the night was shocked, he immediately pushed the door and entered, and the rest of the people also fished into the room. Ling Yue fell to the ground with a ferocious expression. Jiang Mozhu relied on ** and smiled faintly. Liu Ye immediately picked up Ling Yue and found that Ling Yue's eyes were empty, and she looked like crazy.

"What did you do to her?" Xia Wuchen walked to the bedside and asked angrily.

"Nothing, I just told her a story." Jiang Mozhu said, "It's better than I expected. Think about the first six..."

Jiang Mozhu suddenly stopped, looked at Ling Yue with a strange smile, and stopped talking.

"Princess, are you all right?" Liu Ye helped Ling Yue to the chair and poured a cup of tea for her. Ling Yue trembled and took the teacup to her, er, and barely poured it into her throat.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Liuye looked at Ling Yue worriedly, but Ling Yue looked at Liuye with fear, "Princess, why do you look at me like this?"

Ling Yue grasped Liu Ye's skirt and said painfully, "Why, why, why." Everyone looked at each other in contemptability, and no one could understand the meaning of Ling Yue's words, except Jiang Mozhu, who seemed to see through everything and smiled faintly.

Ding Dong, the teacup fell to the ground. Ling Yue's body was crooked and fell into the arms of the night.

"What's the matter? I'll go to the doctor." Ouyang Wan left such a sentence and strode away.

"It's okay. She's just too scared. Just take a break." Jiang Mozhu said, "An Luo, have you told them all?"

"Ye." An Luo said, "They all know that I like you, so go back to Jin with me."

"Stay serious." Jiang Mozhu was a little helpless and said, "I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse..."

"What on earth did you say to Ling Yue?" Xia Wuchen asked.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, I can't tell you this." Jiang Mozhu moved into the quilt and turned sideways. "I'm going to bed. You can do it yourself."

Xia Wuchen frowned, clenched his fists, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"If you want to kill, please do it now. It is Jiang's lifelong dream to die in his sleep."

"You..."

Xia Yan walked to Xia Wuchen and said, "Lao Qi, Ling Yue is the most important now."

Xia Wuchen brushed his sleeves, turned around and picked up Ling Yue, and walked to the next room. For a while, there were only Jiang Mozhu, An Luo and Xia Yan left in the room. He sat down in a chair and bowed his head for tea. Xia Yan looked at the two and also followed Xia Wuchen out.

"Little bamboo, what on earth did you say to her?"

Jiang Mozhu turned sideways again and said, "This can't be told to you."

"Eh? Do you want to keep it a secret from me?

"Yes, you can't tell anyone the secret except Ling Yue." Jiang Mozhu's eyes were a little confused and looked at the sky in a daze.