Chapter 84 Never Love

Elizabe looked at the two of them and smiled at a cup of tea, but the careful Xia Wuchen found that the ** poured out of the teapot was bright red. After drinking a few sips of bright red**, Elizabeth continued: "Because I like the bottle very much, I kept taking it with me until I was pushed into the river by the old guy. I don't know where the bottle was washed away. Later, I heard from the two people who locked me up here that because the flowers in the bottle mixed into the water with a smile, the water smelled.

"I guess even Baichuantang may not be able to know about this matter. No wonder it has become a big mystery." Ouyang Wan sighed, "I didn't expect that there would be a smile in the pool in the imperial garden. Does that mean that as long as you jump down and take a shower, you can avoid the pain of reincarnation? This time I go back, I must take a good shower inside.

"I hope you don't drown." Xia Yan said coldly.

"You have said so much nonsense, can you give me the key?" Ling Yue walked to Elizabeth and looked at the bright red ** in the cup, "Is it really worth doing this in order to stay young forever?"

"It's worth it." Elizabeth took another sip, and her teeth were full of bright red. "I heard that there is a kind of meat called Tang Monk's meat, which can be eaten to immortality. Is it true?"

"Falous."

"That's a pity. If you take me out, I'll give you the key."

"You will die when you go out."

"You can take me to see the emperor."

"Well, I'll take you to see the emperor. Give me the key."

Elizabe smiled sideways: "You lied to me. I won't give you the key until I see the emperor."

"Then you always let me see if the key is with you. What if you lie to me?"

Elizabe took out a chain with a cross from her neck: "This is the key. I didn't lie to you." After saying that, he carefully put the key back into his clothes.

Ling Yue stepped back a few steps, and her face was full of sarcasm: "Elizabe, your head seems to be of no use except wearing a hat."

Puffed, Jiang Mozhu unfolded his folding fan, covered his face and laughed: "Wonderful, wonderful."

When he retreated to side by side with Xia Wuchen, Ling Yue said harshly, "Liu Ye, kill him."

Without any hesitation, everyone saw Liu Ye, who should have stood in the corner, jump to Elizabeth. At the same time, Elizabeth also got up from the chair in horror and stepped back a few steps: "You left me here, and now you want to kill me again."

Liu Ye looked solemn: "What are you talking about?"

"Why did you leave me here? Why?" Elizabeth, who had fallen into hysteria, roared wildly at the night.

"Did I leave you here? Do you mean me?"

Without waiting for Elizabeth to speak, Ling Yue roared, "Lyu Ye, I don't want to hear her say another word."

"You..." Elizabeth opened her mouth wide and twisted her neck at a strange angle. As Liu Ye slowly released her hand, Elizabeth fell to the ground with her frightened eyes. No matter how she looked at it, she was dead.

In the face of all the sudden, everyone took a breath of cold air, especially Xia Wuchen. He couldn't believe that he looked at Ling Yue with a ferocious expression. What's wrong with her?

Before everyone came to their senses, Jiang Mozhu had taken the lead in walking out of the hall: "The last one to leave, please set fire."

"Where are you going?" Xia Yan asked.

Jiang Mozhu turned around and said seriously, "Of course, we are going to find an inn. Is it possible that we should spend the night in such a ghost place?"

Ling Yue walked to Elizabeth, squatted down, groped for a while, and then stood up again: "Okay, let's go. Flowing night, set fire."

With eight faint words, Ling Yue walked out of the hall expressionlessly.

Across the river under the moonlight, the enchanting firelight illuminated the whole sky. In those fires, everyone heard desperate wailings as if they had come from the depths of hell.

"Wait, those girls..." Ouyang Wan's face changed greatly.

"What do you want to do?" Ling Yue asked faintly, "Go back to the villa to save the girls who were locked in the dungeon and were about to be burned to death?"

"You know that the innocent girl in the dungeon even set fire to Liu Ye." Ouyang Wan's face was full of anger. If Xia Wuchen hadn't stopped him, he would have caught Ling Yue directly and questioned him.

"I just remembered it." Ling Yue glanced at Ouyang Wan and said, "What, is there a problem?"

"Bwitch."

"It's not a demon girl, it's the devil." Ling Yue held the cross tightly in her hand, and the palm of her hand was shimmered red.

"Actually..." Jiang Mozhu kept fanning the fan, not that he wanted to be vassal and elegant at this time, just to fan away the dust that kept floating in front of him. "There should be a girl who escaped."

"The book also says that Elizabeth has been resurrected." Ling Yue said, "I just saw her when I entered the door."

"So that's it. She should have rescued the girl who escaped." Jiang Mozhu nodded thoughtfully, "But good thing, I got the key."

In the carriage, the atmosphere was silent.

No one wants to talk. After experiencing the incident of Suhe Villa, everyone knows that there is a secret between Jiang Mozhu and Ling Yue that others can't know. Aside from the strange conversation between the two, the owner of Suhe Villa alone disappeared 20 years ago, and the matter of Xia Di's favorite singer is shocking enough.

Of course, if the work of the front-end Empress Dowager Fu has been made public for another 40 years, I'm afraid it will be enough to write another royal talk.

As for the girls who died in the fire, Ouyang Wan believed from the bottom of her heart that Ling Yue did it deliberately, but she couldn't find out the reason why Ling Yue did that.

The most depressing thing is Xia Yan. At this time, he should accompany Dugulan, who can't see enough, and then wait happily for his child to be born. However, now, he wants to do inexplicable things with these inexplicable people. It seems to be a bit of putting the cart before the horse.

But think about it, Jiang Mozhu is the prince of Cang and An Luo is the prince of Jin. In addition, he and Xia Wuchen, the princes of the Three Kingdoms gathered in this small carriage. Of course, if Xia Yan knows the true identity of Liu Ye, then he will definitely sigh the power of fate.

Looking at Ling Yue's closed lips, Xia Wuchen finally sighed and put Ling Yuelou in his arms: "Is it okay?"

"What can happen? Don't worry, everything will be fine." Ling Yue gently raised the curtain and the moonlight was beautiful. "Do you think the woman in the painting is beautiful? I mean the painting in Suhe Villa.

"It's beautiful, but it's a pity..."

"What's the pity?"

"Her eyes are too resolute, not good."

"Decisive?"

Xia Wuchen nodded and said, "That look is obviously a determination to love anyone. In that case, how can you be called a human? He didn't notice that the man in his arms bit his lower lip and looked sad.

In the night, the horses raise their hooves.

Behind the carriage, two dark horses sat two men in black with white masks, and behind one of them sat a girl in black, who was the lark rescued from Suhe Villa.

The lark thought he could return to the famous town to reunite with her relatives, but now the two people in black who rescued her took her to run in the opposite direction. She really wants to jump off the horse, but after thinking about it, she has some expectations for the unknown fate. Maybe the front is not so bad.

With this belief, the lark tightly grasped the clothes of the man in black. The sound of the wind roaring in my ears, the sound of insects in the mountains, and the sound of horses flying, all made the lark's mood unable to calm down.