Chapter 8 A Sword Through the Heart

"Do you want me to kill... send Guanyin?"

Whether it is the assassination of Guanyin or the assassination of a clay statue, it seems to be a delirious proposal. What's the difference between killing and not killing these two?

Xiuji came forward and patted the statue again, and then sighed and said, "Don't you understand? I curse you for your many sins, and I curse you that you will never turn over!"

Wei Fuyan almost couldn't help laughing, just to curse such words, which was actually said from a population like Xiuji!

Xiuji naturally guessed, but she clapped her hands indifferently and said, "You have no choice."

This is plain, but the high-five is clear and loud, and there is a kind of sonorousness that hits the depths of people's hearts in front of the Buddha, but there is no blood, only a trace of coldness.

Youtan came out for the third time. Obviously, she did not want to leave her seriously ill sister again and again, but this should be the last time, so she rudely grabbed a person's hair and brought Qinghe out like holding a horse's rein.

Wei Fuyan glanced flatly, as if he heard a sound over there, so he subconsciously turned back. When he met Xiuji face to face, his eyes were still empty and calm. But Wei Fuyan clearly saw that Qinghe's stomach was slightly pregnant, and his tired face was full of fear. His mouth, which was stuffed by silk, made a low whine similar to a beast, and there was a clear meaning of prayer in his eyes.

The meaning of prayer is too obvious. After Wei Fuyan saw it, her nose was sour and her eyes were full of astringency. If she hadn't been forced to wake up by the strong pain, she might have been exposed in an instant.

"Did you hear the sound?" Xiuji said, "Shen Qinghe is here. If you don't do this, it's my turn to do evil!"

Wei Fuyan's hand tightened and knew that even if she didn't know what Xiuji meant, she must stab a sword this time!

"You are forcing each other step by step, it seems that I have no choice at all. In this case, can you tell me by the way, what will you get by stabbing this sword? I really can't figure it out anyway."

First, there has always been only Emperor Chen, the only god that Xiuji believes in. It would be too funny to mention the curse of evil. Second, there is chaos in Luodu City. The two of them stand on the side of King Tuo and King Huai respectively. Even in order to disintegrate the power of Zhou Huaiyi to help King Tuo, Xiuji will never let her go easily; but thirdly, the sculpture Like complete, there is no trace of correction around. It is absolutely impossible for her to stab a person upside down with a sword.

With such thoughts, Wei Fuyan had to ask questions tentatively, hoping that Xiuji could reveal a little while relaxing, but Xiuji couldn't help laughing and said, "No!"

I thought that Wei Fuyan could not see it, and the mockery on Xiuji's face was really not obvious.

Qinghe's face was more prayed. She wanted to shake her head fiercely, but she was vigorously grabbed by the martial arts Youtan and could not convey a message to Wei Fuyan at all.

Yaoji's face was still swollen. She vaguely guessed that her new master was retreating, but it was difficult to intervene to help because she didn't know what it meant, but she wrote a word "yun" over and over again in her heart, and even she didn't understand why.

Youtan just roared in his heart again and again with a vicious face. Good, good, great!

Everyone has their own thoughts, but the parties are extremely calm. Xiuji calmly pulled out a long-prepared sword from under the table and quietly handed it to Wei Fuyan's hand. Wei Fuyan calmly picked up the long sword and pointed at the baby in Guanyin's arms under Xiuji's instructions.

The clay-painted baby is fat, white and cute, with curved eyebrows and pink lips, like the seventh sisters who have been left in the house recently.

Xiuji firmly held her hand and pointed to the baby, smiling but calmly into the water. If you dare not kill a statue, how can you kill your enemies in the future? Isn't your hatred... deep enough?"

Does Xiuji want her to hate? Wei Fuyan's hand tightened, and a strong uneasiness suddenly surged into his heart, but then he heard Qinghe sobbing, with strong pain and prayer.

"Kill!" Xiuji suddenly shouted harshly, "If you have hatred and dare not kill, why do you talk about protecting your beloved!" What's the matter with the enemy! Your love is so light, and your hatred is so superficial! Shen Qinghe, Suyue, the beautiful king... The closer you are, the more you are injured. In the end, you are the only one who loves to sit and enjoy the favor. You are selfish all your life, lose your life, be sad all your life, and be bullied by others all your life! You all deserve it!"

"Master..." Yao Ji followed two steps of anxious reminder.

Excitement method! There was no need for Yao Ji to remind her to understand clearly, but the hand holding the sword couldn't help shaking.

"Your Highness deserves to be pregnant... I have never loved you! You advise you to practice here first, so as not to return to Luodu and be told that Huang Wanqing is with His Royal Highness Wang Huai!"

The fine footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer. Wei Fuyan was not shocked by Xiuji's words, but at this moment, his heart trembled, and the green maid who reported the news in Luodu came!

"The emperor was furious and issued five imperial edicts in a row. First, the highest standard that women in the harem can enjoy since the founding of the country can bury the empress dowager; second, the empress dowager's mother; second, the lieutenant led the army into the harem with the intention of conspiracy, but the empress dowager had just passed away, so she went home sympathized. The man's family was killed, and the women's family forgave them together; third, the deposed prince disobeyed the imperial decree and left the place of confinement and ordered him to return immediately to recover from his wounds. After that, hit the 30 boards again; fourth, King Tuo's loyalty can be appreciated; fifth, King Huai's protection of King Ping and Princess Ping's merit, great reward!"

Wei Fuyan's hand suddenly trembled to protect King Ping... Princess of Peace?

Even though he firmly believes that Zhou Huaiyi is in love with him, it is still awkward to hear such words. But now that you have to make a plan, it's time to show your murderous intentions as a jealous woman!

Xiuji quietly circled behind her and whispered in her ear, "Great prize... Guess what's the reward? If you are the emperor, what will you reward the prince's son without children?

"To return to the Lord, reward four concubines and four maidservant!"

The maid in green hasn't left yet. It seems that Luodu has set the general trend. What else is there to hesitate about?

"Kill..." Xiuji whispered in her ear and slightly loosened her hand holding the sword.

"Wow..."

"Lord!"

In the prayers of Qinghe and Yaoji, Wei Fuyan's hand trembled slightly and suddenly stabbed the clay baby in Guanyin's hand with a sword!

There was no accident, and it was very unexpected. Sure enough, the tip of the sword touched something hard, and his hand was numb with resistance, but nothing happened.

Qinghe suddenly broke away with a painful sob, and then stumbled behind the statue of Guanyin in shock, followed by a more painful sob. No, it was not pain, but despair.

Wei Fuyan's heart cooled down and slowly let go of his hand. The sword trembled trembled, but finally stabbed on the clay baby and did not fall down.

Both Youtan and Xiuji turned a blind eye to the disengagement of Qinghe, but laughed like a flower and were extremely satisfied.

"Princess, did 'God' tell you a truth when he taught you how to plan?"