Chapter 312 The servant under the skirt (35)

"You mean, the current changes in Dongyuan are all related to Chongxue Yeyue?"

The head of the Murong family calmed down and straightened out his thoughts.

"And the person we are looking for now is the child who was predicted to overthrow Dongyuan twenty years ago."

Head Shen nodded.

"Is that child a bloodline of Chongxue Yeyue's Xie family?"

Head Shen still nodded.

How that child returned to Chongxue Yeyue, except for the dead Xie family, probably no one knows.

Master Shen's voice was broken by the wind and snow: "You have all understood that prophecy wrong."

"Heavy snow covers the entire Spirit Skeleton Forest. What you do will only make Dongyuan worse."

Murong Family Head: "..."

Head of the Jun family: "..."

Everyone: "..."

They came to find the survivor of the Xie family today, hoping to repeat what happened five years ago.

But they didn't expect that they would hear such news.

The head of the Shen family murmured: "This is the real subversion of Dongyuan."

That prophecy did not mean overthrowing Dongyuan's regime.

But to subvert the entire Dongyuan.

And all this...

The head of the Shen family looked forward, and saw a man in red clothes strolling through the white snow.

He carries a gentle wind around him. Wherever he passes, the wind and snow stop, like the spring breeze coming.

The man's smiling voice crossed the wind and snow and fell into the ears of everyone present: "And all of this was caused by your own hands."

Chuzheng looked over there.

The cloak on Xie Shu's body was gone, leaving only the fiery red clothes fluttering in the wind.

In the white snow, he shines brightly like a blazing fire.

However, there was a haze scattered in the man's eyes, making him as quiet as the cold moon.

Both temperaments are manifested in him. They are obviously contradictory, but in him, it makes people feel like this.

That's how he is.

Chuzheng felt that the wind and snow around them were receding, and the gentle wind slowly enveloped them.

This is……

Starting to lose control again?

Sure enough, he shouldn't be left alone.

What did he do in there! !

The corners of Xie Shu's mouth were slightly curved, and the corners of his brows and eyes were filled with smiles: "The Xie family has guarded Zhongxue Yeyue for generations, but you destroyed it."

"Now the whole Dongyuan will be buried with it, are you happy?"

"You..." Patriarch Murong moved, and a bloodstain was drawn on his cheek.

Everyone froze immediately, the crisis came to their minds, their hairs stood on end, and they did not dare to move rashly.

These winds...

Chu Zheng's eyes were as quiet and condensed as the wind and snow that had stopped.

She suddenly walked towards Xie Shu.

He looked at her with a smile.

The gentle wind scratched blood marks on Chu Zheng's body, and the blood fell on the snow on the ground, like a blooming red plum, dazzlingly red.

Xie Shu tilted his head slightly, the smile on his lips was cruel and cold-blooded, as if he was mocking Chu Zheng's behavior.

Chuzheng stopped halfway away from Xie Shu.

She met Xie Shu's gaze and said, "Come here."

"Why should I go there?" The man asked with a smile: "Isn't this the power you want? It is right next to you. You can reach out and touch it. What are you waiting for?"

The man's Qingyue voice was bewitching.

Someone actually reached out...

However, he screamed the next second.

Xie Shu chuckled softly, then laughed out loud.

Xie Shu's smile suddenly froze, silver light intertwined in his eyes, and the surrounding scene was blocked by silver light.

His body was pushed back violently, and a bloody kiss fell down. He forcefully pried open his lips and teeth, and transferred the bloody smell to him.

Xie Shu's limbs were entangled with thin silver threads, unable to move at all. They were now in a space intertwined with silver threads.

The person kissing him pulled away slightly, the tip of their nose was touching the tip of his nose, and their lips were touching.

Her voice sounded: "Then I'll come over."

Chu Zheng touched the side of Xie Shu's face with her palm, and kissed him again with a bloody smell. Xie Shu wanted to break away, but the silver cord wrapped around his wrist became tighter and tighter.

Until he stopped struggling and the restraints of the silver cord loosened.

Behind him were intertwined silver threads, as soft as silk.

Chuzheng pressed against him, extending the kiss indefinitely.

This is his familiar kiss, his familiar breath.

I don't know how long it took before Chuzheng let go of him.

Xie Shu's lips were red, his eyes were full of anger, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Jun Chuzheng, we are enemies."

"Oh." Chuzheng said, "So?"

You say yes?

Do I agree? !

"So..." Xie Shu sneered: "Let me go."

"Get away." Chuzheng held her chest and took a step back, saying with a cold face, "You're not very powerful."

Xie Shu: "..."

Chuzheng's clothes were stained with blood and had a dark color.

There is no wind in this space.

Those seemingly gentle winds hide endless murderous intent.

Chu Zheng stood there without changing her expression, looking at the breeze blowing towards her.

The breeze blew across her cheek, light and soft.

Chuzheng approached Xie Shu again and kissed him under Xie Shu's angry gaze.

"let me go."

"You just had the chance to kill me." Chuzheng said, "You missed it."

Xie Shu: "..."

He couldn't do it.

Seeing the blood on her body, his heart ached.

I wish those injuries were on myself.

Chu Zheng's tongue swept over his lips and licked them gently. Xie Shu suddenly closed his eyes and took the initiative to cater to her.

Xie Shu's breathing became heavier and his body felt hot. He wanted to break free and hug the person in front of him.

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Patriarch Murong and others only saw a strange flash of silver light, but in an instant, the two people disappeared.

The wind also stopped.

The wind and snow that had just faded swept in again, and the snow particles hit my face, causing pain.

"Where are the people?"

Someone ran to where the two of them were standing, but there was nothing there.

The head of the Jun family suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and fell down softly, but was supported by others.

"Master Jun, don't make the same mistake again and again."

"Impossible!" The face of the head of the Jun family was twisted: "Shen Jingyun, please stop talking nonsense here. Find them for me! Kill him, and I will see how he subverts Dongyuan!"

"Master Jun!" Shen Jingyun's tone was a little urgent, and he suddenly coughed rapidly.

The head of the Jun family took the opportunity to wave his sleeves and lead people deeper into the ruins.

Murong family head and Chu Yingyu stayed where they were. Chu Yingyu had not yet reacted to what happened before.

She looked at the man who was as pale as snow: "You said, I am a twin, and my parents used their own children to die in order to save other people's children?"

And she was the one who was sent out...

No!

She should be the eldest princess of the Jingyuan Kingdom. Her mother-emperor is still alive and loves her in every possible way. 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 was she the one who was abandoned?

What she thinks is that as the eldest lady of the Jun family, she should have everything going well and have superior strength.

Chu Yingyu didn't know that she was abandoned and lived a carefree life in Jingyuan Kingdom.

But Jun Chuzheng stayed here, walking on thin ice and working hard to survive.