This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 313 The minister under the skirt (35)

   "What do you mean, the changes in Dongyuan now have something to do with Chongxue Yeyue?"

  Patriarch Murong calmed down and sorted out his thoughts.

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

   Patriarch Shen nodded.

   "That child is the blood of Chongxue Yeyue's Xie family?"

   Family Master Shen still nodded.

   How that child returned to Chongxue Yeyue, apart from the deceased Xie clan, it is estimated that no one knows.

   Family Head Shen's voice was shattered by the wind and snow: "You all misunderstood that prophecy."

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

  Patriarch Murong: "..."

   Monarch Patriarch: "..."

  People: "..."

   They came to find the survivor of the Xie family today and wanted to replicate what happened five years ago.

   But they didn't expect them to hear such a news.

  Shen Patriarch whispered: "This is the real subversion of Dongyuan."

   That prophecy is not about subverting Dongyuan’s regime.

   instead subverts the entire Dongyuan.

   And all this...

  Clan Master Shen looked forward, and in the white snow, a man in red clothes walked over.

  He carried a gentle wind all over him, and wherever he passed, the wind and snow stopped, like a spring breeze.

  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, only the fiery red clothes were left, fluttering in the wind.

   In the white snow, he was as bright as fire.

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

  The two temperaments are manifested in him, which is obviously a contradictory existence, but in him, it makes people feel that it is like this.

   He is like that.

   Chuzheng felt that the surrounding snow was fading, and the gentle wind was slowly wrapping them.

This is……

   Started out of 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 full of smiles: "The Xie family has guarded Zhongxue Yeyue for generations, but you ruined it."

   "Now the entire Dongyuan will be buried with him, are you happy?"

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

  The crowd froze immediately, the crisis came to their hearts, their hair stood on end, and they dared not move rashly.

  These winds…

   Chuzheng's eyes were like a stagnant snowstorm, and the silence was condensed.

   She suddenly walked towards Xie Shu.

   He looked at her with a smile.

  The gentle wind scratched blood on Chuzheng's body, and the blood fell on the snow on the ground, like a blooming red plum, dazzling red.

  Xie Shu tilted his head slightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was cruel and cold-blooded, as if mocking Chuzheng's behavior.

   Chuzheng stopped halfway from Xie Shu.

   She looked at Xie Shu's eyes: "Come here."

   "Why should I go over?" The man asked with a smile: "Isn't this the power you want, it's right beside you, you can reach out and touch it, what are you waiting for?"

  The voice of the man Qingyue was bewitching.

   When someone really reached out...

   But the next second, there was a scream.

  Xie Shu chuckled softly, and 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.

  's body was suddenly pressed back, and a **** kiss fell, tyrannically prying open his lips and teeth, passing the **** aura to him.

  Xie Shu's limbs were entangled with thin silver threads and could not move at all. At this time, they were in a space interwoven by silver threads.

   The person who kissed him moved slightly apart, the tip of his nose was against the tip of his nose, and his lips were pressed against each other.

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

   Chuzheng stroked Xie Shu's side face with his palm, and the **** kiss fell again. Xie Shu wanted to break away, and the silver thread wrapped around his wrist tightened.

   Until he didn't struggle, the silver thread's restraint loosened.

   Behind him are interwoven silver threads, soft as silk.

   Chuzheng pressed him, extending the kiss indefinitely.

   This is his familiar kiss, his familiar breath.

   After an unknown amount of time, Chuzheng let go of him.

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

   "Oh." Chu Zheng said, "So what?"

   You said yes?

   Do I agree? !

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

   "You get away." Chuzheng took a step back while holding his chest, and said with a cold face, "You are not very good."

  Xie Shu: "..."

   Chuzheng's clothes were stained with blood, revealing a dull color.

   There is no wind in this space.

   Those seemingly mild winds hide endless murderous intentions.

   Chu Zheng stood on the spot without changing his face, watching the breeze blowing towards him.

   The breeze brushed her cheeks, light and soft.

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

"let me go."

   "You had a chance to kill me just now." Chu Zheng said: "You missed it."

  Xie Shu: "..."

   He couldn't let go.

   Seeing the blood on her body, his heart throbbed.

   I wish those injuries were on myself.

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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 faded just now swept in again, and the snow particles hit the face, causing it to hurt.

   "What about people?"

  Someone ran to the place where the two of them stood just now, but there was nothing there.

  Jun Patriarch coughed out a mouthful of blood, his body fell limply, and was supported by others.

   "Master, don't make mistakes again and again."

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

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

  Jun Patriarch took the opportunity to flick his sleeves and lead people to the depths of the ruins.

  Patriarch Murong and Chu Yingyu stayed where they were, Chu Yingyu had not yet 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 sent out...

Do not!

   She should be the eldest princess of the Jingyuan Kingdom. Her mother is still there, and she 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 she the one who was abandoned?

   What she thought was that as the eldest lady of the Jun family, she should have a good life and her strength was outstanding.

   Chu Yingyu did not know that she was abandoned and lived a carefree life in Jingyuan Kingdom.

   And Jun Chuzheng stayed here, striving for survival like walking on thin ice.

   (end of this chapter)