Chapter 46 Everyone dies

Author: Yue Izumo

Chapter 46 Everyone dies

Yu Taiqing was startled for a moment, and then chuckled: "What, you didn't hear?"

Huajiao nodded.

Yu Taiqing wrapped the strip of cloth gently, and finally tied a knot flexibly on the back of her hand, and said slowly: "Since you didn't hear clearly, forget it."

The thank you was so insincere and I would not say it again.

As she was thinking this, she saw Yu Taiqing staring at her hand thoughtfully.

Her palms were wrapped into bear paws. What's so good about her?

The corner of the painting followed his gaze and landed on the exposed fingers. Due to long-term martial arts practice and playing the pipa, her fingers were slender, but they were not as delicate and smooth as those of ordinary young ladies, and their fingertips were calloused.

In the flash of lightning, a picture suddenly appeared in her mind: In the peach forest, she leaned over, her fingertips slowly caressed his face as smooth as white porcelain, and her rough fingers touched his fair face until it turned red.

Hua Jiao panicked, calmly retracted his hand, and slowly put it into his torn sleeve.

She changed the subject and said: "Superintendent Yu, just now when I was fighting with Qiongqi, someone attacked me from behind. I think there is a demon in this stone room."

The implication is that the situation is urgent and there is no time for you to ponder my hands here.

Yu Taiqing glanced at her sleeves, was startled for a moment, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He turned around and looked at the person in the other corner and said, "It doesn't matter, he should be gone by now."

Huajiao raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?"

"The man's real body is not here. The one who attacked you just now must be his soul or his clone. Otherwise, how could he let Qiong Qi be killed without showing up."

His words made Hua Jiao's heart even more worried. It's just that the soul has such powerful demonic power, and how powerful it would be if its true form appeared in the world.

"Are you not afraid of death?" Yu Taiqing suddenly asked.

Huajiao almost forgot that she was still pretending to be a demon now. Feizhen was timid and timid by nature, and she was obedient, but now she was simply the opposite of timid.

She smiled with crooked eyebrows: "I may be the bolder one among you."

"Are you so brave that you dare to fight Qiongqi? Everything in this world has natural enemies. Zhaozhao is most afraid of a big monster like Qiongqi. Not to mention Qiongqi, even if he encounters a tiger or wolf, his legs will be weak from fear, let alone Qiongqi.

It’s a fight.”

This is true.

There is always something in this world that will come down!

However, what does he mean by saying these words in such a sinister manner?

Huajiao felt a little angry and asked: "Yu Dujian, what do you mean, I shouldn't be bold and save you?"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm just curious about what your intentions were before you risked your life to save me in the face of a natural enemy. In such a situation, most people would protect themselves wisely, so why did you save me? I hope you can tell me

truth."

The smile on Huajiao's lips deepened. This was his normal appearance. His gentleness just now really made her a little panicked.

"Why do you want to save me?" Yu Taiqing looked directly at the corner of the painting, with a faint smile on his handsome face, but coldness in his black eyes.

Huajiao was stumped by this problem!

She didn't know why she risked her life to save him like that. But in his eyes, she was a monster at this time. It was even more abnormal for a monster to save someone like him instead of helping a monster.

Huajiao thought for a while, looked up at him, and smiled sincerely: "I had no intention, I just didn't want to see you die, so I rushed forward without thinking about anything. As for why, maybe, maybe..."

Huajiao's clear eyes moved and he said slowly: "Maybe it's because you are good-looking."

Yu Taiqing was stunned, with a hint of coldness in his brows.

Huajiao knew that he had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "You also know that everyone loves beauty, and so do we demons. When we see a beautiful young man like you, we are born with the desire to protect you. I have absolutely nothing against you.

A disdainful heart."

Yu Taiqing chuckled, his voice cold and solemn. He stood up slowly, frowned and said: "I owe you a life, and I will repay you in return. Although you are a monster, as long as you don't harm

Man, I will not let the people of Tianshu Division arrest you from now on."

This repayment of kindness was pretty good, and Hua Jiao was very satisfied with it. It was better than the two years she spent in jail last time.

At this time, Zhou Ling came back and lowered his voice and said: "Scholar Wu Xiu fainted. I think he was possessed by a demon just now, and he has left now."

Huajiao and Yu Taiqing looked at each other.

"He sprained his foot when he fell down. He had been sitting in the corner silently, and no one noticed anything strange about him."

"Then let's leave, I know how to get out." Huajiao had just been hit on his left shoulder by Qiongqi's wrist ring, and he was still feeling some pain.

She stood up slowly while holding on to the wall, her torn sleeves hanging down, exposing most of her arms.

Zhou Ling stepped forward and took a handful of painting horns.

Since Huajiao was so familiar with the coded gestures of Banyue Alliance, even if he was not from the alliance, he must have some relationship with the demon-buster master of the alliance. He also witnessed Huajiao and Qiongqi's fight with his own eyes, and he admired her deeply.

Yu Taiqing glanced at Huajiao's arm, frowned slightly, reached out to untie the robe, pulled it gently, and took off the robe.

He raised his hand and rolled it gently, his robe blew up in the wind and draped over Huajiao's shoulders.

A warmth accompanied by a light cold fragrance enveloped her whole body.

Yu Taiqing raised the wide sleeves of her clothes and motioned for her to put on the sleeves.

Hua Jiao was stunned.

She had never worn anyone else's clothes, and besides, they were men's clothes.

The clothes she is wearing now when she is pretending to be Shopkeeper Liu were specially purchased at a clothing store.

This feels a little strange.

"Well, it's better not to need it." Huajiao said slowly, feeling his tongue was a little knotted.

Yu Taiqing looked down at her, and the corners of his lips curved up, but the words he said were unpleasant: "How can you be so disheveled if your clothes are disheveled! If you have transformed into your original self, you can run around naked and no one will care about you.

But now that you are a human being, you still need to be aware of etiquette, justice and integrity."

Hua Jiao made a sound and had no choice but to stretch out his hand and put it on.

This is a tea-white uniform, made of light plain silk, which is a bit too wide for her. There are a few roses embroidered on the sleeves of the robe. She holds up the sleeves and can faintly smell the light fragrance coming from the clothes.

of aroma.

It looks like sandalwood but not sandalwood, light and cold.

Incense commonly used by men.

Hua Jiao pretended not to care, but the more she acted like this, the more fragrant the fragrance became, always getting into her nostrils, disturbing her.

Huajiao found the secret passage where Dream Tapir Xuerong brought her in, and led everyone out.

The night was already very deep, the dark sky was dotted with stars, and the cold night wind made the red silk on the ancient trees rustle.

Zhou Ling took out a wall lamp in the stone room, and the dim light illuminated the surrounding area.

The young lady following Huajiao tripped over something and almost fell. Huajiao reached out to hold her up. The faint light illuminated her side face, and her eyebrows and eyes exposed outside the veil were soft and clear.

She stabilized her body, bowed towards the corner of the painting, and said with a smile: "I'm asking you to save me again. I won't thank you enough for your kindness. If you find me useful in the future, I will definitely help you."

This little lady's every move was dignified, and her voice was gentle and gentle.

However, she said that she would like to help you again.

again?

Huajiao quickly glanced at the women present, an old woman and two other women. Only she was a young lady, and she was dressed in luxurious clothes.

She carefully examined her features, and it turned out that she was indeed the woman in gorgeous clothes whom she had borrowed her face from in the mountain col that day, Cui Lanshu, the daughter of the imperial envoy Cui Chong.

Cui Lanshu saw Huajiao frowning slightly and knew that she was wearing a veil. Huajiao didn't recognize her, so she smiled and said, "That day in the mountain..."

The hand holding her arm in the corner of the painting instantly moved up and covered her lips.

When she arrived, she had already recognized her from the little portrait she handed over in her chapter. She was originally afraid that Yu Taiqing would recognize Cui Lanshu and arrest her and imprison her, which would be her own fault. After all, she had used the one she used when she was frivolous with Yu Taiqing that day.

It's Cui Lanshu's face.

Now that Cui Lanshu is seen wearing a veil, it seems that Yu Taiqing has not seen her yet.

Huajiao lowered his voice and said close to Cui Lanshu's ear: "I know, but since the girl is wearing a veil, she probably doesn't want to reveal her identity. In this case, it's better not to say some things to avoid getting into trouble."

Cui Lanshu nodded.

She is a noble lady, and if people know that she was kidnapped by a demon into the mountains, her reputation will be ruined even if she survives. She wears a veil day and night so as not to reveal her identity.

Everyone had experienced a life-and-death disaster, and they all sat on the stone bench in shock.

Yu Taiqing and Zhou Ling looked around and decided to stay in Linyin Temple for the time being, waiting for the people from Tianshu Division to come up, or to wait until dawn before going down the mountain.

Huajiao helped Cui Lanshu sit down on the stone bench.

Yu Taiqing glanced back at the painting corner, frowned, and asked, "Do you know each other?"

Huajiao shook his head: "I don't know. This little lady was frightened, so I comforted her." Huajiao said, patting Cui Lanshu's shoulder to reassure her.
To be continued...