Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Zong Luo made up his mind, thinking in his mind how to properly and reasonably solve the matter.

Whenever someone changed outside, Mu Yuanlong and Duan Junhao went out, but it was Yu Beizhou.

Originally there was nothing, no evidence, let alone a guilty conscience. As a result, when Yu Beizhou arrived, all previous assumptions had to be completely overturned.

Now it is absolutely impossible for Zongluo to go out honestly.

The footsteps outside were hurried, and the guards unlocked and kicked open the palace gates very quickly. They checked one by one, and they would always find the innermost palace.

Ye Linghan

Zongluo counted the time in his heart, and felt that unless he was incompetent, he would not be able to solve it in such a short period of time.

Although Zongluo also hoped that Ye Linghan would hurry up and hurry up, but it was a matter of man's dignity, of course, the longer the better.

Just when Zong Luo was thinking about it, the footsteps outside finally stopped.

"Report to the lord, only the last palace is left, and all other places have been searched."

Zongluo: ""

It's quite agile for soldiers like the Guards who don't go to the battlefield to conduct searches.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar and lazy voice sounded: "Lanting Water Pavilion."

The Lanting Waterside Pavilion is connected to the Leng Palace. It is usually used as a royal courtyard. After the Hundred Family Banquet was held last time, no other banquets have been held, and it has been idle until now.

The captain of the guard immediately understood: "Understood!"

After speaking, another series of footsteps sounded.

Zong Luo listened intently, as if he was gone.

Naturally, Yu Beizhou would not leave a palace unsearched for no reason. What's more, Zongluo didn't cover up too much when he kicked the door. He kicked the door straight away. If you look closely at the door lock from the outside, you can see the signs of a fresh kick. .

"crunch-"

The sound of the door opening was especially harsh under the still night sky.

The red-clothed and white-furred general paced over, the cold moonlight rose from behind him, and the black shadow reflected on the dusty ground, stretching infinitely.

Seeing Na Mo standing in the corner, dressed in spotless white clothes, Yu Beizhou raised his eyebrows.

"Senior brother, everyone who is in the way has left. Is it okay for junior brother to do things properly?"

Zong Luo only felt his scalp go numb.

Standing at his place, I could still hear some intermittent gasping sounds, which were vaguely mixed with titles such as Your Highness. After repeating it a few times, I intermittently asked what happened outside.

Originally, it was embarrassing enough to hear it alone, but now there is another Yu Beizhou, how can it be awkward to stand.

So Zong Luo bit his head and said: "The weasel greets the chicken New Year, either a traitor or a thief, what are your plans?"

As he said that, he moved his steps towards the door, trying to get away from this place of right and wrong.

Just as Zong Luo was about to walk to the door and pass Yu Beizhou, the latter suddenly spoke.

Zong Luo, who was all alert and tense, immediately dodged and looked up at him vigilantly.

However, Yu Beizhou had no intention of making a move.

He glanced at this closed room in the depths of the cold palace indifferently, and the smile on his face was mixed with indescribable sarcasm, "Senior brother treats his subordinates with sincerity."

He lowered his voice, with unpleasantness that he hadn't noticed: "People shouted their names and did such filthy things, but there was no response."

"You think everyone is like you?"

Zong Luo was stunned for a moment, then burst into anger.

Yu Beizhou himself is full of yellow waste, and he still contains Ye Linghan here.

He didn't hear Ye Linghan asking him in a low voice what was going on outside, but this person is good, selectively deaf.

Behind the door, Ye Linghan, who was leaning on the back of the door, could not stop his chest heaving up and down, and sadness filled his heart.

He couldn't tell who the voice outside was coming from.

As early as when Yu Beizhou pointed out that he was intentional, Ye Linghan froze all over, the movements of his hands stopped, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

The scalding heat burned Ye Linghan's sanity, but he seemed to be in an ice cellar.

That's right, it wasn't the first time that he was sent to Man Tingchun, and this time the dose was no larger than the last time. With the experience of the previous time, Ye Linghan could already maintain a trace of clarity in the chaos.

The memory after being drugged for the first time was the most painful and unbearable darkness in his life. From then on, Ye Linghan began to hate himself and his dirty body.

He found that he could no longer have normal physical desire/// hope, and just looking at it, he couldn't stop nausea.

However, in front of that person, as long as he thinks that the prince who is like the clear breeze and the moon is behind the door, and he is here to desecrate himself///.

The perverted and twisted desire can no longer be restrained. It is difficult to say whether Ye Linghan deliberately did not restrain his voice, and did not repeat the name of His Highness. Under the action of the medicine, all unknown things are re-recorded.

Yu Beizhou showed no mercy at all, and his words were sarcastic and sarcastic.

Ye Linghan's heart was the most unbearable, and the most secret thoughts were revealed by people's blood and put under the sun.

He began to panic, panic, and his internal organs were frozen.

Immediately afterwards, Zongluo's words came to defend him.

Not big, but loud.

Before he knew it, Ye Linghan's face was full of tears.

Behold, the person he worships like a god will always be like this moonlight wind.

Even the one who had witnessed such an embarrassment with his own eyes had never changed his impression in the slightest.

Such a person, such a person, how can Ye Linghan not bow his head to him.

He hated himself for being so humble and unbearable, but he was once again swept up in his mind by the unreasonable medicinal effects, so he could only continue to sink, with tears and silence.

"Oh, senior brother is angry again?"

Yu Beizhou casually avoided the palm wind, his dark eyes looked inexplicable: "Originally, senior brother was angry because of me, but this is the first time he turned to outsiders. I'm also very unhappy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sen Leng's murderous aura started to riot as if he didn't want money.

The inner force also began to be released together, and the horns of Yin Hongpao were lifted up, making a hunting sound.

Zongluo: ""

He repeatedly warned himself not to try to understand Yu Beizhou's brain circuits.

But this man was really ill, just because he wasn't angry for him, he started to go crazy. It was a strange brain circuit that he never expected.

"From the neck to the arms, to the fingers, to the criss-crossing scars on the chest. Ah, the words in my heart are the ones I once left on my brother, and then to the lower abdomen and thighs."

Yu Beizhou deliberately slowed down his voice, which was especially harsh in the quiet and uninhabited cold palace.

"I have touched every part of my brother's body."

Yu Beizhou's eyes were red with cruel redness: "Obviously, my brother and I are fate and opponents. How can my brother lose his temper at me for a humble and insignificant person?"

Zong Luo narrowed his eyes and suppressed his anger: "Yu Beizhou, if you said these words just to provoke me, then you have achieved your goal."

He lowered his voice and finally couldn't bear it any longer: "No matter what, Ye Linghan was your subordinate in the past life. He has done many dirty things for you that others are unwilling to do."

"I thought that although he was reborn, he chose another bright master, but if he treated someone who used to be true to you, even if he was to fall into trouble, he wouldn't go to the point of face-to-face humiliation, right?"

Hearing this, Yu Beizhou sneered.

Zongluo has seen many kinds of smiles from Yu Beizhou, most of which are casual, as if everything is invisible, carefree and arrogant; But I have rarely seen such contempt to the extreme, with a sneer of contempt and disgust.

Shadows fell on his deep and sharp features, reflecting almost magical colors.

"I'm really looking forward to it, Senior Brother. If you knew the truth about your own death in your previous life, would you still protect the person behind you like this?"

"What do you mean?!"

The face of the prince in white sank immediately, and the eyes behind Bai Ling seemed to be lit with jumping fire.

Yu Beizhou said lightly: "It just means literally."

There were countless days and nights in which hatred was hard to calm.

The monarch, who changed the dynasty, looked down at the corpse of his old enemy in the ice coffin in the lonely bedroom.

Earlier, twenty-four famous great witches in the Great Wilderness cast a twenty-four star soul-locking formation in the Jiyin underground palace, but in the end they gave up because they couldn't capture their souls.

'Your Majesty, I have tried my best. ’

The emperor with a bloody dragon robe still had a smile on his face, and he said it was no problem in an understatement.

He hugged the cold body and left. Except for him, no one walked out of the underground palace alive.

When Zongluo was still alive, Yu Beizhou wanted to kill Zongluo with his own hands, and even planned a complex layout for decades, just to knock this person down into the clouds when he reached the top.

But no one thought that before reaching the cloud, this man drew his sword and killed himself.

Without the slightest hand, without the slightest mercy, simply neat.

Once he died, not even a shred of his soul remained.

Yu Beizhou even thought that Zong Luo really hated him.

His senior brother will always know how to deal with him and mobilize his emotions. Even if he dies, he will directly annihilate this past. He will not play such a boring and childish old enemy game with him, and let his obsession take root in Yu Beizhou's heart. Sprout, grow into a devil.

Zong Luo used his death and slapped Yu Beizhou fiercely.

In countless dreams, the prince in white stood proudly under the city gate, as if he would no longer be too lazy to accompany him, and even died so beautifully. Yu Beizhou, on the other hand, was standing in the palace in his dream, unable to take a step.

This person's joys, sorrows, sorrows, life, old age, sickness and death have never been related to him.

Ha, how ruthless and arrogant.

The hatred that no one cares about, nourished with age, has finally turned into a scaly snake after seeing the current scene.

Yu Beizhou felt a twisted sense of revenge in his heart//.

Come, be as miserable as I am, and taste the bitter wine of hatred.

"It's just a pity that my brother left too early in his last life, and he didn't know that he hated the wrong person from beginning to end."

After he said these words, Zong Luo was silent for a long time.

The eyes that were sticky and cold like a poisonous snake kept falling on the face of the prince in white, not letting go of any slight change in expression.

Hate, anger, or anger?

It doesn't matter, these emotions belong to him.

Just as Yu Beizhou's smile became more lingering and his interest became more and more interesting, the person opposite suddenly opened his mouth.

"Wow--"

Scarlet blood wetted the plain white shirt, and a flower swayed.

At the last second when Zongluo lost his mind, he suddenly saw Yu Beizhou's expression.

At this moment, there was consternation and stun, but there was no such thing as the voice emphasized.

how can that be possible. he thought vaguely.

Must be wrong.