005: Who is the monster? ( One update)

"Poison Marquis He Zizi..."

"He Zizi..."

"Monster..."

Those soldiers looked at He Zizi with horror on their faces, retreated step by step, did not dare to look directly at He Zizi, let alone approach.

Monster...

I don't know why this word was heard in Lv Ning's ears, which made Lv Ning's heart hurt slightly.

She turned her head and looked at He Zizi.

The man in the moonlight, dressed in a purple robe, slowly rose with the wind. The gorgeous and mysterious color, the noble and slightly sad color, actually gave him a kind of elegant look that was isolated from the world. His long seaweed-like hair flew with the wind in the dark night, and the threads were entangled on the silver mask, which made people have an impulse to take off his mask.

However, He Zizi's black eyes exposed outside the mask are deep, and there is no relaxation and pleasure when he is with green condensation. All the feelings were frozen into ice at this moment, and the pale orange thin lips were also gently squeezed into a temperatureless arc, looking at the soldiers coldly and silently.

The surrounding air seemed to have changed the direction of its flow at this moment, which only made people feel depressed and stuffy. He Zizi slowly took a step forward, and the soldiers quickly retreated several steps.

All people can't wait to distance themselves from He Zizi. One step is like the end of the world.

"Ali." Lu Ning called softly, took a step forward and took He Zizi's hand. He Zizi paused slightly and slowly turned around.

Green stared at He Zizi and looked at these dark eyes. She saw that under the moonlight, what wandered in the black eyes was the sadness and confusion that only Lv Ning could understand.

Walking slowly, Lu Ning stretched out his hand and took off his mask.

So light, so light, as gentle as cicada wings. Obviously, such a light and thin mask actually hides him so tightly and completely hides his true face.

"Is it still the same, is it safer?" Lv stared at He Zizi, and her voice trembled slightly. For some reason, even her throat was a little tight.

But what's going on?

He Zizi just smiled faintly.

The wind is still cold, making his hair fly. And the seaweed-like hair is more and more prominent in his white porcelain-like skin. The eyebrows are like a distant mountain, a pair of beautiful eyes are just like autumn water, and like the starry night sky, so deep and bright, the tall nose, the graceful thin lips. Such a delicate face is set off by the charming purple robe, which is beautiful and fascinates all sentient beings.

It is more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in the world. It is like a beautiful lotus blooming quietly between heaven and earth. In this turbid world, it is obviously silent, but it is dazzling.

"Monster..."

"Monster..."

Beauty is evil, beauty is demon, He Zizi is the evil transformed by the aura of all things in the world. How can it be compatible with this world?

Those soldiers looked at He Zizi in horror, making a trembling and frightened voice.

Everyone knows that He Zizi, the Marquis of Southern Xinjiang, who has always been known as a poisonous marquis, has a peculiarity, so whoever sees his face will take his life.

Three beautiful men in the Southern China Dynasty. Luo Feng, the second son of the Beijing Marquis's Mansion in the capital, the high emperor in the palace, Huanan Yongjia, and He Zizi, the southern marquis in the south. However, the world only knows that He Zizi's face is extremely beautiful, and few people have really seen his face. Every year when He Zizi enters Beijing, a large number of people will look around him, but no one can see his face.

According to folklore, whoever looks at He Zizi's face will be caught by him and used to refine the cup alive. That's the pain and sadness that anyone can't stand. You can't survive and die. If a living person is pulled down to hell, it's unspeakable. It is said that when Emperor Yongjia was the crown prince, he went alone to calm down the chaos in northern Xinjiang. He was almost plotted and the whole army was destroyed. If it hadn't been for He Zizi, the second son of the Marquis of Southern Xinjiang, who led a group of the Southern Xinjiang army and made the army of the Marquis of Northern Xinjiang confused and killed each other. How could Yongjia in South China have a chance to escape and sit in today's dragon position?

It is said that it is in this way that He Zizi is the exception of a son who has inherited the title of marquis by his second son.

And many people know that even though He Zizi is far away in southern Xinjiang, many of the aliens in the dynasty who were dissatisfied with him have been eradicated by He Zizi's insidious means since Yongjia succeeded to the throne. This made the thirteenth prince, Huanan Yi, who had previously fought against South China Yongjia, much more honest after losing several solid backing, and made those party members who once supported South China Yi obediently give up the idea of supporting South China Yi as the king and did their part.

It is because Yongjia in South China not only recruits talents, but also reuses the cruel, iron-fisted and strong courtiers such as He Zizi and Zhang Kang that the South China Dynasty has ushered in unprecedented prosperity and stability and become a wise king praised by everyone. And He Zizi, who is good at using poison, is cruel and kills people without blinking his eyes, is known as the "poisonous marquis" by the world.

The death of the team just now shows He Zizi's "poisonous", which is not cruel and terrible that ordinary people can have! And such a terrible person has such a beautiful face. Just as everyone calls it, the most beautiful poppy is also the most poisonous flower in the world. These soldiers retreated like they were looking at the most terrible creatures in the world.

"A Li, you sealed my memory..." Green stared at the beautiful face in front of him and said quietly, "You have made me unable to think of you, your appearance and everything about you for so long. What's wrong with you?"

"What about you?" He Zizi smiled faintly and asked word by word, "As the eldest princess of the current dynasty, how can you be with my terrible man called 'monster' and 'poison marquis'?"

He Zizi said and slowly walked to Lu Ning's side. He stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched Lu Ning's face. His dark eyes looked at her and said slowly, "Are you afraid of me?"

Green stared at He Zizi, and the sourness surged up in his heart. I don't know when it had filled his chest, making his eyes wet. The sadness, the sourness, as if it was going to overflow from the eyes, no matter how difficult it was to control.

"What person!" There was a loud shout from afar, from far to near, but it sounded very familiar. He Zizi and Lu Ning didn't look back. They were both looking at each other and looking into each other's eyes.

Whose voice and whose sadness are the eyes flowing?

And for whom do your tears flow?