116: Dark Night Lotus

"In front of me, there is nothing I can do whatever I want."

Yongjia Di's words, listening to Lu Ning's ears, fell into her heart, quietly stirred up a layer of ripples and slowly expanded. I don't know why, there was a strange feeling in Lu Ning's heart. It was unclear, but it faintly made her feel uncomfortable.

He looked up at Emperor Yongjia, but when he saw that the moon was like water, his handsome face was particularly well-defined, light and dark, forming a strong contrast. And those eyes are shining. Even in the night, they are still as hot and dazzling as the scorching sun. There was no surprise or worry in his eyes. His round and perfect lips were slightly raised, and there was no worry and the round and perfect lips were slightly raised, without any worry. It was a completely bamboo in the chest and planning look, like a hunter playing with his prey, holding a bow and arrow, but he was not in a hurry to shoot a fatal blow. He just looked at the struggling prey with a smile and waited for it to die exhausted.

The sound of weapons kept coming from my ears. The moonlight was cold, and several assassins were tearing up with the surging bodyguards and the forbidden army. Even though these people are masters of assassins and have excellent skills, they finally suffer from the large number of bodyguards and the forbidden army, so they can't get out at once. Gradually, several people had lost their patience and became impatient. They made a fatal move and cruel, forcing the guards and the imperial guards to dare not approach for a while.

But at this time, I suddenly smelled a long roar in the dark night. This long roar is like a tiger roar, just like a lion roar, far away and ethereal, but far and long, quickly from far to near.

The assassin who was fighting took a meal at the same time.

Yongjiadi's eyebrows also frowned slightly. He immediately closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and secretly stabilized his body and mind with luck. Listening to the sound, Lu Ning suddenly felt like a dream. This sound seemed to be a little familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had heard it for a moment.

Where is it?

Lu Ning turned her head slightly, listened carefully, and tried to search in her mind.

However, it was just a short live bait, and a figure came from afar. But he saw the man's clothes flying, his black hair was like silk, emitting a dark blue shimmer of fluorescence in the moonlight, and even his flying hair could be seen. The silver mask covered his face, but the subtle halo made him show a little mystery. The purple robe embroidered with silver flowers is like a gorgeous thick ink and heavy color in the dark night, casually cutting the deep in the middle of the night, and painting a stroke of his elegance and unindulity.

He suddenly appeared here, fell in front of the assassins, pulled out a long sword from his waist, and calmly forced the assassins.

The previous bodyguards tore up so desperately to stop these assassins. However, he did not go all out at all, but slowly waved their swords at all, forcing the assassins to retreat step by step. Finally, he could only stand back to back, facing the man with weapons, and his eyes were full of horror and fear.

"Oh..." The man smiled gently, and the laughter quietly spread into Lv Ning's ears, making her whole body tremble gently.

He Zizi.

Lv Ning looked at him, and she saw his pale orange lips gently squeezed and let out a playful laugh. It was as if a cat looked at the mouse in the palm of its hand, completely holding a teasing mentality, and did not pay attention to the mouse's struggle at all.

"Are you He Zizi?" The leader of the man in black was quite eye-catching, and he even guessed He Zizi's identity.

"The people of the Red Association really have good eyesight." He Zizi smiled faintly and replied calmly.

Such understatement actually shocked those people in black on the spot.

"How dare you recognize us?" The voice of the leader immediately showed grimness. He raised the blade in his hand and said coldly, "Since you can recognize it, you don't want to live today."

"It's really interesting." He Zizi didn't care at all, "It's just you?"

"Brother, let's fight." The man in black behind him roared.

Several people looked at each other and then rushed up together.

"Ha ha ha ha..." He Zizi seemed to be playing a game and greeted the sword in her hand.

Green stared at this scene quietly, looking at He Zizi like a light purple butterfly, shuttled among these people in black. The long sword flew and danced out sword flowers, and the bodies of those in black seemed to have been opened, constantly splashing bright red blood. Mysterious purple, dazzling silver, and bright red blood, these colors are intertwined into a strange and gorgeous picture, which is dazzlingly beautiful, but extremely cruel - this is the cruelty of playing with life in the palm of your hand.

I don't know why, in the consciousness of green condensation, an illusion suddenly appeared. He Zizi in front of him seemed to see through life and death, and looked down on all the fears, sorrows and desires in the world. He is like a lotus flower in the dark world, quietly blooming in the turbid world, half-opening his eyes, smilingly watching everything in the world sink into the sea of suffering due to desire, struggling between heaven and hell.

Compared with Yongjia Emperor's arrogance of pointing to the sky as a slave and pointing to the earth as a maidservant, He Zizi seems to exist beyond the reincarnation of life and death.

What kind of relationship do these two people have?

Emperor Yongjia looked at the scene in front of him, and the expression on his face gradually sank, replaced by the depth and arrogance of being the king of the dynasty.

He lowered his head, hugged Lu Ning, and said softly, "Ning Xiang, go to sleep. Let's see how much it is. Be careful with your body."

Lu Ning's eyes still stayed in the crowd that was fighting. She seemed to have been sucked away all her thinking ability and strength. She just nodded slowly, let Emperor Yongjia hold it, and walked out of the "Ningxiang Pavilion" accompanied by the bodyguard.

Lu Ning still lives in the "Zhengyang Hall".

In addition to "Biyun Palace", the most familiar thing about Lv Ning is "Zhengyang Hall". She is as familiar with this place as her own "Biyun Palace". She lay on the bed collapsed and was held tightly in the arms of Emperor Yongjia. She smelled the breath from Emperor Yongjia, and suddenly felt like a different world.

She turned around a lot, lost herself and lost her direction, but in the end, she still found his light and his breath and walked back. By his side, in his arms, have it again and start again.

However, can all this really start all over again?