Chapter 312: Minister under the skirt (35)

"You mean, the changes in Dongyuan now have something to do with Zhongxue Yeyue?"
Patriarch Murong calmed down and sorted out his thoughts.
"The person we are looking for now is the child who was predicted to overthrow Dongyeon twenty years ago."
Family Master Shen nodded.
"That child is from the family of Chong Xue Ye Yue Xie?"
Family Master Shen still nodded.
It is estimated that no one knows how the child returned to Zhongxue Yeyue except for the dead Xie family.
Family Master Shen's voice was blown to pieces by the wind and snow: "You all understood that prediction wrong."
"Heavy snow covers the entire corpse forest. Your actions like this will only make Dongyuan worse."
Patriarch Murong: "..."
Monarch: "..."
Everyone: "..."
They are here today to find the survivor of the Xie family, wanting to replicate what happened five years ago.
But they did not expect that they would hear such a news.
Family Master Shen muttered in a low voice: "This is the real subversion of Dongyuan."
That prophecy is not about subverting Dongyeon’s regime.
But to subvert the entire Dongyuan.
And all this...
Family Master Shen looked forward, and a man in red robe walked in the white snow.
He carried a mild wind around him, and wherever he passed, the snow stopped, like a spring breeze.
The man's smiling voice surpassed the wind and snow, and fell into the ears of everyone present: "And all this is caused by your own hands."
Chu Zheng looked over there.
The cloak on Xie Shu's body was missing, only the fiery red clothes left, fluttering with the wind.
In the white snow, he is as bright as a fire.
However, the man's eyes were scattered with haze, making him as quiet as a cold moon.
Both temperaments are manifested in him, obviously contradictory, but in him, it feels like this.
He is like this.
Chuzheng felt the wind and snow around him were fading, and the mild wind slowly enveloped them.
this is……
Starting to lose control again?
Sure enough, he shouldn't be left alone.
What did he do in it! !
The corners of Xie Shu's mouth were slightly curved, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were smiling: "The Xie clan has guarded Zhong Xue Yeyue for generations, but you destroyed it."
"Now the whole Dongyuan will be buried for it, are you happy?"
"You..." Patriarch Murong moved, and a blood stain was suddenly drawn on his cheek.
Everyone froze immediately, the crisis rushed to their hearts, and their hairs stood up, and they did not dare to move.
These winds...
Chuzheng's eyes were like a resting blizzard, silently condensing.
She suddenly walked towards Xie Shu.
He looked at her with a smile.
The gentle wind scratched Chuzheng's body with bleeding marks, and the blood fell on the snow on the ground, like red plums in full bloom, so red.
Xie Shu tilted his head slightly, with a cruel and cold-blooded smile at the corner of his mouth, as if mocking Chu Zheng's behavior.
Chuzheng stopped halfway from Xie Shu.
She met Xie Shu's gaze and looked: "Come here."
"Why should I go there?" The man asked with a smile, "Isn't this the power you want? It's right by your side, and you can reach it with your hand. What are you waiting for?"
The clear voice of the man was bewitching.
Someone really reached out...
However, the next second he screamed.
Xie Shu chuckled softly and then laughed out loud.
Xie Shu's smile suddenly froze, the silver light in his eyes intertwined, and the surrounding scenery was blocked by the silver light.
The body was slammed back, and he fell with a kiss, violently prying open his lips and teeth, and passing the blood to him.
Xie Shu's limbs were entangled with thin silver threads, completely unable to move. They were in a space intertwined with silver threads.
The person who kissed him moved a little away, his nose pressed against the tip of his nose, and his lips pressed against each other.
Her voice sounded: "Then I will come."
Chu Zheng's palm touched Xie Shu's side face, and fell again with a kiss. Xie Shu wanted to break away, and the silver thread around his wrist became tighter.
Until he doesn't struggle, the shackles of the silver thread loosen.
Behind him are interwoven silver threads, soft as silk.
Chu Zheng pressed him down and extended the kiss indefinitely.
This is his familiar kiss, his familiar breath.
Do not know how long it took, Chuzheng let go of him.
Xie Shu's lips were blushing, his eyes were three-pointed hostility, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Jun Chuzheng, we are enemies."
"Oh." Chu Zheng said: "So what?"
You say yes?
Did I agree? !
"So..." Xie Shu sneered: "Let go of me."
"You break away." Chu Zheng took a step back, holding his chest, and said with a cold face: "You are not very good."
Xie Shu: "..."
Chu Zheng's clothes were stained with blood, showing a dull color.
There is no wind in this space.
In those seemingly mild winds, there are endless murderous intent.
Chu Zheng stood there without changing his face, watching the breeze blowing towards him.
The breeze brushed her cheeks, light and soft.
Chu Zheng approached Xie Shu again and kissed him under Xie Shu's angry eyes.
"let me go."
"You just had a chance to kill me." Chu Zheng said: "You missed it."
Xie Shu: "..."
He can't do it.
Seeing the blood on her body, his heart felt painful.
I can't wait for those injuries to be on myself.
Chu Zheng swept his lips with the tip of his tongue and licked gently, Xie Shu suddenly closed his eyes and took the initiative to cater to her.
Xie Shu's breathing was sinking, his body was hot and he wanted to break away from the restraints and hug the person in front of him.
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Patriarch Murong and the others only saw a strange flash of silver light, but in an instant, the two figures disappeared.
The wind also stopped.
The wind and snow that had just faded swept over again, and the snow particles hit the face, making it hurt.
"What about people?"
Someone ran to the place where the two stood just now, but there was nothing but nothing.
The monarch coughed up blood, his body fell soft, and was held by others.
"Monarch, don't make mistakes again."
"Impossible!" The monarch's face was distorted: "Shen Jingyun, don't talk nonsense here, look for me, find them out! Kill him, let me see how he subverts Dongyuan!"
"Sovereign Lord!" Shen Jingyun's tone was slightly anxious, and suddenly he coughed quickly.
The monarch took the opportunity to shake his sleeves and led people to the depths of the ruins.
Patriarch Murong and Chu Yingyu stayed where they were, and Chu Yingyu hadn't reacted from the previous events.
She looked at the man who was as pale as snow: "You said, I am a twin. In order to save other people's children, parents use their own children to die?"
And she was the one who was sent out...
Do not!
She should be the great emperor of Jingyuan Kingdom. Her mother is still alive and loves her so much. How could she be the abandoned child?
she is not……
However, the man over there nodded slightly.
Chu Yingyu took a few steps back: "No...impossible."
Why is the person who was abandoned?
What she thinks is that as Miss Jun's family, she deserves all the best and she is superb.
Chu Yingyu didn't know that she was abandoned to lead a carefree life in Jingyuan.
But Jun Chuzheng stayed here, walking on thin ice and striving for survival.