Yu Wu

Chapter 171

Yue Chenqing's face was covered with blood and blood, and tears could not flow.

He stared at Jiang Yexue, and let out a miserable cry and howl in his throat: "You...you lied to me...you lied to me!!!"

"That's your own stupidity." Jiang Yexue said lightly, when he faced Mo Xi, he still smiled, but when he faced Yue Chenqing, all the smiles on his face disappeared, and his eyes were as cold as ice scum generally.

He seemed to feel that Mo Xi's injuries were too serious, and the poison of the magic grass could not be cured by himself, so it was Yue Chenqing who made him care more, and also made him feel threatened and disgusted.

He walked up to Yue Chenqing step by step, looking down at his half-brother condescendingly.

Jiang Yexue was actually very tall. When she stood tall and tall in front of Yue Chenqing, the coldness and oppressive feeling really made one feel chills in the muscles and bones.

"You yourself are stupid, have no brains, and don't trust your fourth uncle, so who can you blame?"

"I didn't! I just...I just..."

"Oh, you didn't?" Jiang Yexue sneered, "You 'just' accidentally summoned the Yin soldiers in the blood pool, and 'accidentally' seriously injured your uncle, didn't you?"

Yue Chenqing's face turned gray.

"Yue Chenqing, you are really well protected by him. Oh no, no, not only him." Jiang Yexue said, "You are still pampered by your father, by your uncle...by everyone in the Yue family like a fool In the end, I really became a waste snack who only has two words of curse."

As he said, he grabbed Yue Chenqing's hair and lifted him from the ground.

Then he turned his face away, and without making a sound, Xiao Lan'er, who had already been hollowed out by him to make a puppet, obediently pushed the wheelchair and walked towards them.

Jiang Yexue held Yue Chenqing's neck tightly with great strength, and pushed him to sit on the wheelchair.

It was like being carried back to a cave with bones by hyenas, Yue Chenqing's hair stood on end, and she didn't want to sit in a wheelchair at all.His face was pale and he struggled hysterically, but what he got in return was Jiang Yexue's more ruthless strength.Jiang Yexue pushed him into the chair without any explanation or rejection.

Leaning over, squinting his eyes, stretched out two long fingers, and lifted his chin.

"If you'd grown up sitting in my shoes, brother. You wouldn't have grown up to be so innocent and stupid. You're just so stupid that I envy you, you know."

Yue Chenqing was shaking all over.If a person's flesh and blood were torn apart, his bones and blood were separated, and he was turned inside out, he would not be as bloody as he is now.

Yue Chenqing seems to have a lot of things to say, broken, angry, sad, vicious... But just like what Jiang Yexue said, Yue Chenqing was so well protected since he was a child that he could only swear at others so much. two words.And those pitiful few words couldn't bear his devastated emotions at the moment.

He seemed to be crushed by these emotions, he was crushed by these emotions already.

All he could pick up tremblingly in this fragmented place was a weak questioning in the end—"Why...why did you do this..."

"Why shouldn't I do this?" Jiang Yexue stood in front of the wheelchair. He had been sitting on this chair for a long time, and now it was finally someone else's turn to sit on it. The subtle feeling in his heart made his eyes sparkle.

"Yue Chenqing, you and I are both heirs of the Yue family. What kind of life are you living, and what kind of life am I?"

Yue Chenqing raised her eyes and said hoarsely: "Everyone says you are a gentleman...so you...you hide the dirt in your heart...it's deeper than anyone else..."

Jiang Yexue had always been calm, either cool or gloomy, vicious or hypocritical.

Only there was no anger.

But these words were like a key, opening the most rusty lock in his heart.The flames of anger that still accumulated but never came out burned up, making his eyes shine, and his face became a little distorted.

He moistened his lips and tongue word by word, and the wind and rain were about to come.

"I hide filth, am I in vain a gentleman?"

Jiang Yexue sneered aloud: "Yue Chenqing, Yue Chenqing... anyone in the world can say that about me, but you are not worthy. Do you know who you are talking to?"

The laughter suddenly broke and tightened abruptly.

Jiang Yexue flicked her sleeves and turned her head, staring at Yue Chenqing, her heart was covered with hatred and bloodshot.

He picked up Yue Chenqing's skirt, stared at that face, and typed out a chilling sentence with his lips and teeth full of hatred——

"If I hadn't saved you, Yue Chenqing, you would have been a bone in a grave and a person in the spring! It was your job, and it was the death of that gentleman you called!!"

This twisted hatred has been accumulated for too many years. When it really gushed out, it made Jiang Yexue tremble with hatred all over his body. He suddenly released Yue Chenqing with such force that the wheelchair rolled backwards in a circle.

Jiang Yexue raised his head, stared at Yue Chenqing with red eyes, then looked around at the Huntian Cave, which symbolizes the most sinister magic power of the Yue family, at the corpses who only obeyed the orders of the head of the Yue family, and glanced at the corpse paralyzed by the zombie grass The limbs of Mo Xi glanced at the dazed little Lan'er... and finally landed on Murong Chuyi who was unconscious and seriously injured.

His chest seemed to be pierced fiercely by a tiny needle. The pain was not unbearable, but it made his breathing sluggish and his eye circles red.

He squinted cruelly, and looked at Yue Chenqing sleepily.

Repeat the curse-like words again: "It's your job, in exchange for the death of your so-called gentleman..."

Yue Chenqing didn't understand what he was talking about, but these few words alone were enough to make his face pale.

Yue Chenqing said in a low voice, "What do you mean..."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yexue sneered.

There is a strong fishy smell in the air, and there is no turning back to witness all this.

And only Jiang Yexue knew that, in fact, more than 20 years ago, if he had chosen another path——there would have been no massacres, everything about the Yue family, everything he wanted, should have been his.

23 years ago.

Before him, there were two roads.

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That year, when he was still young, he was called to the side room by his mother.

Even after so many years, he can still remember his mother Xie's extremely beautiful but also extremely gloomy face.

She said to him: "Ye Xue, how should we live in the future."

Drowsy ambergris was burning in the room, and the expensive incense lingered around Mrs. Xie, who was also luxuriously dressed. Her hair was covered with emerald jewels, and her snowy jade-colored lotus root arms were covered with gold bracelets and silver bracelets.In my memory, my mother has always dressed in such extravagant and extravagant clothes, which may not be good-looking, but she loves such gorgeousness very much.

Because that represented Yue Juntian's love for her.

In Chonghua Jiaofang, there are as many young and beautiful qin girls as millet, but how many people can make it to the sky and reach the step she is today?

Mrs. Xie is proud of her past success, but also infinitely worried about her future situation.She knew very well that Yue Juntian and Muronghuang had a marriage contract, and her ambition didn't stop at being a humble concubine.

In order to monopolize Yue Juntian's heart, she tried her best.Not only did I try my best to please my husband, but I even brought Jiang Yexue under the door of Mr. Song, the most virtuous man in the mansion at that time, and asked Mr. Song to teach him the principles of life and work while teaching him the art of refining weapons.

So Jiang Yexue didn't have much contact with his mother when he was young, instead he often read and talked with Mr. Song. The old man is a kind and upright person, and he also taught him to be gentle, humble, tolerant and refined.

With such hard work, Yue Juntian was naturally fascinated by Mrs. Xie. He was even more satisfied with Jiang Yexue at that time. He was so drunk that he even said that after a hundred years, he wanted to make Jiang Yexue Inherit the Yue family and become the suzerain of this weapon refining family.And the mother who heard this sentence, even though she knew it was a drunken speech, was so happy that she hugged Jiang Yexue and kissed again and again, with infinite joy.

But it's a pity that no matter how lustful or flirtatious Yue Juntian is, he is still an unkind person after all.Mrs. Xie is also well aware of his temperament, so after a short period of happiness, she will still worry about Jiang Yexue and say: "Don't worry about your father treating us well now, but that person will still enter the Lord Yue's mansion." Yes. Once that person passes the door, you and I can only behave in a humble manner, and life will not be easy."

But on this day, Mrs. Xie called him into the room, held his hand, and looked at him carefully for a while.She suddenly hugged him into her arms, hugged him tightly, and said to him: "Aniang, you are the only one... only you..."

"mother……?"

The woman choked up for a while before saying: "Xue'er...Muronghuang...Muronghuang is going to marry into Yue's family."

"..."

"It's on the first day of next month." Mrs. Xie let him go, but her hands were still tightly clutching his sleeves, as if holding a life-saving straw. She stared at him with red eyes, and those beautiful eyes were not beautiful at all. It's all hate and bigotry.

"Xue'er... Mother is not reconciled... how can she be reconciled..."

"Auntie..."

"We must fight, fight, and rob. Do you understand?"

But Jiang Yexue didn't have any intention of fighting at that time. In fact, he didn't care about the money and status that his mother was obsessed with.What he has in front of him is enough, even too extravagant. If he had to choose, he would prefer the leisurely life described in the book to live in a quiet environment without cars or horses.

Just looking at A Niang's sad, even paranoid eyes, he couldn't say these words.

He has always been kind-hearted and doesn't want to make people sad, let alone his own mother.

"Don't worry, there will be a way. There will always be a way. Mother will not let her take away all your things for nothing, and mother will not let you bully at will."

"In this Yuefu, only you and A Niang are of the same heart, Yexue, Xue'er...A Niang's good child, everything A Niang will do in the future is for you, and you must also be towards your mother, you understand?"

"Everything will come back to us."

He blinked his eyes. He is a very precocious and intelligent person. He doesn't agree with his mother's extreme desire for power and wealth, but he knows her humble background, understands the difficulty of her journey, and knows her The fear of Zhulou collapsing.So he can reconcile with her in his heart.

It's just that he doesn't want to fight.

On the day Muronghuang married into the mansion, her mother dressed up in all her clothes and looked extremely beautiful.She was born as a qin girl, and she used to live in a flattering life, so it was not difficult for her to put on a delicate smiling face.She greeted her politely, tolerated her humbly, and flattered her humbly.

Seeing that Jiang Yexue felt unhappy, she quietly left the hall when the wedding banquet started and the guests were full.

It was dark, and it was snowing late.

He tightened the fur coat on his body, remembering that the plum blossoms in the backyard were in full bloom, so he planned to go there and fold two branches to put in the house of his mother and husband.So stepping on the creaking thin snow, I walked all the way to the garden.

Then he saw a snow-like young man in white, wearing a bright red cloak, standing in the heavy snow, looking up at the old plum tree beside the white wall and black tiles.

——That was the first time he met Murong Chuyi.