Chapter 1060: They are ridiculous, but they match

Huo Qi's face was pale.
Hundreds of elite dead soldiers died here silently!
And he didn't even receive any wind!
He slowly raised his head.
Xiao Daoyan was standing in the snow, and Xue Hao landed on the bridge of his nose, adding a bit of loneliness. He slowly turned the nine-foot-stretch knife, and there was still dried blood on the blade.
His thin lips curled up, his smile sarcastically, as if he was ridiculing his stupidity.
For so many years, have Jinguancheng, Shengjing, Chang'an, and the wealthy and powerful families who were defeated by him, have been ridiculed and mocked by him?
Huo Qiqiang calmed himself down and asked: "Did you find out early?"
Xiao Daoyan's smile was even colder.
After Ah Wei disappeared, he did not search the palace at all.
He went straight to Huo Qi's mansion and saw the people in the house go upstairs. He did not delay time, and directly led Tianshu Elite to pursue it along the way, and it was easy to track Huo Qi's whereabouts.
Huo Qi walked slowly with the child. After he caught up, he didn't show up because he was afraid that Huo Qi would become angry and hurt Ah Wei.
He stayed in the dark, watching Huo Qi send someone to threaten Nan Jiaojiao, watching Huo Qi instruct the dead men to go up the mountain to ambush.
Huo Qi thought that the clothes were perfect, but he didn't know that all his calculations were exposed to his eyes.
So he instructed Shiku and them to hide nearby to take care of Nan Jiaojiao and Awei. They carried Modao up the mountain overnight and decisively killed all the dead soldiers of Huo Qi.
He smiled, raised the tip of the sword and pointed at the frozen corpses: "Does Huo Qing like the gift I gave to Huo Qing?"
He is provoking!
Huo Qi couldn't calm down, and his violent hostility instantly surged to his limbs.
He clenched the handle of the knife and sneered: "What about seeing through my conspiracy, the lives of your sweetheart and nephew are in my hands!"
Xiao Yi looked towards Nan Baoyi and Awei.
Two people, one big and one small, with the same shining eyes and the same crooked eyebrows, neither panic nor scared, they are so faithful to him.
He raised his thin lips: "Since I am here, I have the confidence to take them back. Huo Qi, surrender as soon as possible, and I will consider giving you the whole body."
"surrender?"
Huo Qi's eyes were red, and he drew out the crescent-shaped sword: "Xiao Daoyan, I am carrying 6,892 lives for the whole family. Only by killing you and slaughtering the Xiao imperial family can they rest in peace in the underworld. !but--"
He changed the conversation, and his expression was sullen and cold: "However, before killing you, I want you to kneel north on the top of Taibai Mountain. I want you to kowtow to my dead people!"
Xiao Yi turned Mo Dao expressionlessly.
No wonder Huo Qi set up an ambush on the top of Taibai Mountain. This is the main peak of the Qinling Mountains. You can overlook the Great Wall of the North and even beyond the Great Wall. It turned out that he wanted him to be here and kowtow to the Huo Clan.
He curled his lips, still staring at Huo Qi, as if watching a beaming clown.
Huo Qi couldn't bear his look.
He is obviously the one who has the upper hand, so why can Xiao Daoyan be so calm? !
He gritted his teeth, the scimitar directed Bao Yi straight: "If you refuse, I will kill her!"
There was fine snow on the top of the mountain.
Nan Baoyi looked straight at Xiao Yi.
...
Cold palace.
The old hall was deserted and cold, and there was a woolen mattress on the old bed.
Xiao Sui was lying on the mattress with his upper body naked, with circles of colorful cloth wrapped around his abdomen. The knife wound had been rashly bandaged, but he was still very weak.
The scarlet lantern in the corner has been burned to ashes.
Huo Tingyu knelt in front of the bed and stretched out his hand to touch Xiao Sui's brows and eyes, but his fingertips kept trembling, as if he was afraid that this person would lose his breath next moment.
She pierced his abdomen with that knife.
She regretted it after the tie.
Fortunately, it was not the location of the heart. She treated the wound in time, and Xiao Sui was still alive.
She took Xiao Sui's cold hand, breathed out two breaths, and put him in her arms again.
She stared at Xiao Sui's pale face, her eyes reddening again.
She whispered: "These years, you are not having a good time? The fire people believe in the of fire. My people deal with the dead and death all the year round. The 6,892 people who died outside the Great Wall used blood and Curses you with your life, curses you to endure the torture of illness in your life, curses the death of all the people you care about, curses you for being alone in this life..."
Tears welled up and rolled down the back of Xiao Sui's hand along his cheeks.
Huo Tingyu wiped his tears.
Only after entering the palace did she know how stunning the prince of the Xiao family was.
If it weren't for being tortured by illness, Xiao Suihe would ride a wheelchair all the year round, how difficult it would be to even practice martial arts, and why would he be imprisoned in these nine palaces!
When he was a child, his ambition was to become a general who would bring peace to the world, so when he was twelve years old, he would follow his envoys to the Great Frontier Wall.
But now, he had already let go of that ambition, he had already broken off his treasured spear, had already lost his armor, and became a useless scholar who stayed in the pile of paper all day.
Huo Tingyu closed his eyes, but tears kept rolling down.
After crying for a long time, she noticed that Xiao Sui was naked, remembering that he was afraid of the cold, and choked with a quilt.
She covered him with a quilt and was about to decoct him, but he held her hand.
The man was still unconscious, probably something in his dream made him uneasy and afraid, and he whispered "Don't go" in a low voice.
Huo Tingyu hesitated for a moment, and leaned on him carefully.
She wrapped Xiao Sui's neck and remembered when she first entered the palace.
She was sent to the palace by her brother, who wanted her to be the favored consort of the first emperor, and then looked for opportunities to punish the first emperor and avenge the tribe.
But Emperor Xian didn't like her, he didn't even see her, and threw her into the cold palace.
It was also in this old palace, and on such a cold winter night, she was alone looking at the night sky outside the window, and when the dark clouds cleared, Xiao Sui appeared under the moonlight.
He was obviously in poor health, but he drank alcohol that night.
His drunk smoke was red, and he clutched her arm tightly and asked her why she wanted to enter the palace and why she wanted to be his father's beauty.
He asked her, but he still remembered his promise on the wasteland when he was young.
She replied that it was nothing but Tong Yan Wuji.
But Xiao Sui retorted, that was not a childish statement.
He was drunk and held her face earnestly. His always cold and indifferent expression was replaced by desire. His emotional appearance was like the grand flame of the sky when the tribesmen set off the sky lanterns when they were outside the Great Wall.
He pressed her on the wooden couch and kissed her lips.
The candlelight that night flickered endlessly, and the moonlight that night was beautiful...
He wanted her.
Later, he wanted to change her status to take her to the Yang Palace. She refused, so he came here every night. Sometimes he would teach her the calligraphy and culture of the Central Plains, and sometimes he would bring her delicious food from the Imperial Dining Room, but Most of the time, she was haunting her on the wooden couch, in this cold old hall, ridiculously cheating...
Sometimes she would think that he is a person cursed by the whole clan, and she is a traitor to the whole clan, he is the prince of Dayong, and she is the beauty of the first emperor. In the words of the Central Plains, they are like a pair of dogs. men and women.
It's absurd, but it also matches.
Huo Tingyu tightly wrapped Xiao Sui's neck, buried his head in his chest, and his hair was quietly wet with the rolling tears.
"Xiao Sui... Brother Sui..."
She murmured.
The morning sun outside the window shone in, but the old hall was still deserted, and that kind of sunlight would not enter Lang Jun's heart, nor would it light up the girl's dark and depressed pupils.
Huo Tingyu stroked Xiao Sui's too sick body.
In the ear, what he said last night sounded again:
Huo Tingyu, I care about them.
But he was cursed, he couldn't have anyone who cared.
She slowly raised her tearful eyelashes, stared at his eyebrows, and suddenly smiled.
It's like making some big decision.
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Good night duck