Lang Jun is poisonous

022:not true or false

When Bai Shi woke up, he had already fallen to the ground, and the steed was beside him, sounding his nose impatiently.

And in front of Baishi, a group of people have surrounded themselves.

The black hunting suit highlights the strong figure of a man. The colorful belt worn around his waist is exquisitely embroidered. Baishi also has such a one, which is still at the head of his bed. In the Puyu ethnic group, every woman will embroider such a belt for her future son-in-law with the whole adulthood to the years to be married.

And the bright machete in their hands was prepared by the father during the period between his son's adulthood and marriage, and gave it to them on the day of their marriage, so that they could protect their women well. The elders of the Puyu tribe also gave Bai Shi a hand, but Bai Shi failed to bear the burden and protect Pu Yu well. Instead, Chu Yun killed Pu Yu with his own knife.

One by one, the things that were almost hidden in the dust shackles aroused Bai Shi's sadness. However, when he gradually looked up and fell on the masks on the faces of the group of people, Bai Shi's body trembled like fallen leaves in the wind.

On their faces is the ferocious ghost mask, which is the mask that priests and warriors will wear on their faces when punishing the clan. Baishi once saw them punishing a husband who was unfaithful to his wife - in the tribe that respected women's rights, the status of women was much higher than that of men, and even the patriarch was held by women. Puyu gave up her identity as the heir of the patriarch and followed Baishi away from home - in Baishi, he stayed in order to pursue Puyu. In the clan, he watched the priest cut off the husband's flesh piece by piece, and the priest even cut off his life and stood on the altar while he was alive.

Bai Shi's head was confused in an instant, fear and regret. In his heart, there were mixed feelings.

There are more questions about Baishi. Why do they appear here?

You should know that the whole Yao clan was poisoned and killed by Chu Yun, and even the old, weak, women and children were not let go, and the baby waiting to be fed also died under the cruel knife light. So who is emerging now? The dead?

Through their masks, Bai Shi can see their bloody eyes. At this moment, he is staring at Bai Shi with a strong murderous intention, cutting him thousands of times without solving his hatred. It is indeed like a yin soldier in hell.

Right? It's time for retribution, right? At this supposedly tense moment, Bai Shi couldn't help smiling bitterly. Although the tragedy of that year was not done by himself, he turned a blind eye to it. He was not innocent. The crimes he committed were even more serious than Chu Yun's.

He is incompetent and cowardly. He can't even protect the woman he loves. Watching her die under the knife of others, such a sin is not enough to let Bai Shi die.

Maybe tomorrow, the death of the king of the big businessman in the paddock will spread all over the world. I don't know how many people will cry and cry, and how many people will laugh happily.

Bai Shi can't resist, and he can't resist. He removes the king's aura. He is just an ordinary person. It sounds so small, but only Bai Shi knows how many times he has regretted over the years. Without this aura, he could have been happier.

In those years, the young and frivolous Baishi, Baishi did not hesitate to collude with the banker as his backer for this throne. In order to consolidate his relationship with the banker, he married the woman he did not love at all, usurped the throne with the banker, ascended the throne by despicable means, and then killed eight. Fang has established his position as king.

Women gain the world by controlling a man, while men control more women by conquering the sky. However, the complacent Baishi forgot that the world was not his own at all. His throne was not laid by him alone. The bottom is accumulated by thousands of white bones by the banker. For his Baishi, the throne itself is crumbling. But he forgot all this before his beauty and spoiled Puyu too much, which finally attracted the jealousy of Queen Chu Yun, the daughter of the banker.

"Pu Yu, and your throne and life, which one do you choose?" In those years, Chu Yun asked him like this. At that moment, Bai Shi once thought that he was willing to give up everything to choose the woman who made him crazy. However, fate is not a childish game, not a castle piled up with mud and sand, and it can be overturned and over again at will.

He has no way back, he has no choice, and even his life and throne are Chu Yun's.

Bai Shi was imprisoned by Chu Yun for seven days. On the seventh day, he heard a long song, like the last song before the blood cuckoo fell. He rushed out desperately, with bruises all over his body, but he only saw the bodies of Puyu and the clan.

Now, all the retribution has come. Bai Shi closed his eyes and quietly waited for the moment when the blade brushed his throat.

Bai Shi never heard the sound of blood splashing after his throat was cut, so he fell straight down and fainted.

The "Yiao people" in front of him looked at Bai Shi coldly, and the leading young man took off the mask on his face and sneered.

The mask made Bai Yin's face a little uncomfortable. He didn't like the sultry feeling, but for the sake of his father, he put up with it all.

"Your Majesty," the Tibetan blue followed, "What about the king?"

Bai Yin looked around and said, "The weather is going to change. It looks like it's going to rain."

"Let the king be here?"

"I'm afraid it depends on the mood of the bodyguard."

Zang Lan nodded, "The king should go back to the palace earlier so as not to get hurt in the rain."

Bai Yin didn't say anything. He threw the mask in his hand to Zang Lan and looked at the falcon hovering in the air with admiration. "Go back and have a reward."

"Thank you, my lord."

Zang Lan said and waved his hand to the other "Yang people" behind him, asking them to retreat first.

Drilling into the uninhabited secret path, Bai Yin swaggered proudly immediately, followed by Tibetan Blue, "Your Majesty's move is really wonderful! When the Tibetan blue trained the eagle, the Tibetan blue didn't expect it at all.

"If you think it's boring, you can pat Shengxue's buttocks."

Zang Lan's face was full of smiles, "As soon as the prince made this move, the king missed the opportunity to go on the expedition and sent others to the front line, so there was no need to worry. If Princess cinnabar knows, she must..."

Before he was halfway through this, Bai Yin coughed, "Old eunuchs usually talk a lot. I heard that another group of eunuchs in the palace have been expelled. Tibetan blue, how old are you?

"Tibetan Blue doesn't dare to talk too much."

Tibetan Blue is smart and understands it immediately after saying a word. Bai Yin is very satisfied with this. He doesn't want to think about other useless things now, such as cinnabar.

If others want to ask me for help, it also depends on my mood. Isn't it too much for you to be at the mercy of me again and again? Since you believe in your brother Ze who can play, you can believe it. One day I will let you know who is the savior in the world.

Bai Yin whistled with a leaf in his mouth and was playing proudly. As soon as he arrived at the gate, he saw a man standing in the remote corner of the city wall. His body was straight and long, and his green robe was flying. At a glance, he knew that he was a woman's favorite type. Bai Yin was happy and rode the horse to the figure.

"Are you starting to feel that ice blue is boring?" Bai Yin joked at the man's back, "Come here to install a tender green onion. Which girl do you like?"

Hearing Bai Yin's voice, Qing Yun turned around and looked at Bai Yin's eyes, which were far less relaxed than Bai Yin's. "Prince Duan, is this the outer suburbs of the city? I'm so interested."

"Don't you think I'm not doing anything and I'm dissatisfied?"

Qingyun squeezed his lips, and the silver mask fell on the afterglow of the sunset, flashing with a soft light, "I dare not."

Bai Yin leaned lazily on the horse's back and spit out the leaves on his mouth. The leaves floated and fell on Bai Yin's feet. "It's nothing. If you feel bored, you can also go to the outer suburbs. However, I'm afraid the place you want to go is a little farther away.

"Where?"

"Wu Zhao."

Qingyun's pupils were slightly enlarged, and now he can only guess his expression through his eyes, "Do you really want to go to Wu Zhao at this time?"

"It's right to walk three before and four after, but," Bai Yin's lazy tone suddenly became a little serious. "Maybe it won't rise again after a sunset, and things that I don't believe will never happen. We don't have much time. There is only one chance."

"But if the ice blue knows at this time..."

Bai Yin waved his hand with his chest, "I can't see you at this time."

Looking at Bai Yin like this, it seemed that all the chess roads were ready. Qingyun thought for a moment and nodded, "I know. When will you leave?

"Tomorrow, you will know then. Don't come to me, so as not to make the ice blue cat bark.

Qingyun understands what he means. The most important thing in this segment is to avoid people's eyes and ears. "So, have you finished what you want to say?"

Bai Yin played with his fingers and regained his absent-minded look. "It's almost... By the way," Qingyun just turned around, and Bai Yin suddenly stopped him. The playful smile on his face was particularly presumptuous behind Qingyun, playing lazily: "Remember to propose marriage for me when you get to Wuzhao."

Qingyun, who had already raised his foot and was ready to leave, stopped and stared sideways at Bai Yin, "Are you serious?"

"It seems so. Just remember to do it."

Qingyun's lips opened slightly, as if he had something to say, but the thick lips squirmed for a moment and finally stopped talking. The long figure looked almost thin and slowly disappeared in the sunset.

Bai Yin stretched out and looked at the thin back with interest.

"Is the prince really going to propose marriage to Wu Zhao?"

"Do you believe it or not?"

Tibetan Blue squeezed his lips and smiled, "Tibetan Blue is stupid and can't guess such things."

"Do you guess whether Qingyun believes it or not?"

Zang Lan didn't say anything. He followed Bai Yin's eyes and looked at the place where Qingyun left. After ponding for a while, he suddenly realized, "Your Majesty's trick is smart..."

Bai Yin raised his finger and made a silent gesture. Even he didn't know whether it was true or false. How could he answer?

"Shh..."

The proud smile on his face was more evil in the gradually gloomy light, and the slender fingers became more and more beautiful. The curling smoke not far away added a layer of misty brilliance to Bai Yin's face.