Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 250 As you wish

The killing intent disappeared.

Now when the Ziyi man looked at Qin Su, he had the feeling of looking down on the world and nothing to look at, just like Qin Su was a piece of wood or a blade of grass.

That was the look in Changtian's eyes when he looked at the soil, and it was also the look in the eyes of gods looking at mortals.

Qin Su knew that she took her life.

"Why are you here?" His light-colored lips opened slightly, and Qin Su's ears heard a stringed sound.

She raised her head and opened her mouth, and suddenly saw that the hair on his shoulders was dyed green, and it became more and more green.

Qin Su paused slightly, feeling very inappropriate, it was very funny.

This man never tied his hair up, and always wore it like this. Now that he was illuminated by this luminous stone, he seemed to be carrying a bunch of wicker on his body.

Qin Su couldn't help pursing her lips tightly.

She was afraid that she would really laugh.

And then, she belatedly thought, the lukewarm hair she touched just now should be the hair scattered around his arms.

Just now she pressed twice hard, but now that she thinks about it, the warm touch left by her fingertips made her feel uncomfortable all over.

Qin Su only felt the fury in his heart, and rubbed the back of his hands behind his back a few times.

At this moment, the man in purple clothes was staring at her intently, his gray and scorching gaze made the feeling of wildfire burning all over Qin Su's heart.

She concentrated on it, bent her lips and smiled without any intention: "Since Mr. Lang asks, I will answer it. It's really a coincidence that I discovered this secret path by accident, so I will answer it." I sneaked down and walked for a while, but the road is too long, so I didn’t dare to go far.” She turned around and pointed at the back, the smile on her face was as innocent as a child’s: “I don’t know where this road leads to. , I’m afraid, if I hadn’t met Mr. Lang, I wouldn’t have dared to go back.”

The eyes of the Ziyi man flickered.

Actually laughed again.

Qin Su didn't understand, what was so funny about what she said was obviously a lie?
"Lang Jun is so handsome, can you tell me his name?" Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood, Qin Su brought up the old story again, and asked about it, as if a young lady's heart was moved when she first met a handsome man.

Her smile is extremely sweet, but she doesn't feel charming, only graceful and soft, and there seem to be two clear waves hidden in her long and thick eyelashes, and the waves of light flow in, like the color of water, floating on the tip of her heart.

The Ziyi man's face was dead, his eyes were ashen, and he didn't respond at all.

Qin Su looked at him with grief and resentment.

Why can't this person die?
Even if he doesn't die, live a more ordinary life with a more ordinary manner, and don't have such a dazzling Tsinghua appearance, Qin Su is absolutely sure to seduce him out of his soul first, and then find a way to kill him.

But he is not.

Such a man with a peerless appearance has been surrounded, coaxed, and admired by countless beauties since he was a child. He has already practiced a copper-skinned and iron-framed body. No matter how good Qin Su's seductive skills are, it is useless.

She gritted her teeth as she thought, her face contorted for an instant.

The eyes of the man in Ziyi were slightly rippling again, like the moon reflecting on Pinghu.

"Li Xuandu." He said abruptly.

The icy string-like voice, matched with such a name, although it is only three characters, seems to play a melody in Qin Su's ear.

Qin Su was secretly startled.

It was a surprise that she actually answered her question...directly.

"Li Xuandu?" She murmured softly, lowering her head slightly, as if reciting in a low voice, but her mind was spinning quickly.

She had never heard the name.

It is not uncommon for the surname Li to be a common surname in the Three Kingdoms.

As for the word Xuandu, it has a bit of Zen meaning, and looking at his Ziyi clothes, one can know that his name must have some kind of meaning.

Thinking in her heart, Qin Su raised her head and said in a clear voice: "My surname is Qin, and I live in the sixth house at home. You can just call me Liu Niang."

It's not easy to tell people the name of a woman's boudoir. Qin Su has been a well-behaved lady for too long, so she unconsciously replied with the norms of the gentry.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Li Xuandu nodded slightly, his wildfire gaze swept Qin Su from top to bottom.

Qin Su stood calmly, allowing him to look at it. After a moment of silence, he smiled again: "I don't know how your lord got here?"

Li Xuandu looked over Qin Su's head, looking at the corner hidden by the wall, after a long time, there was a light vibration of ice strings, and the mysterious voice was wonderful: "I will arrive as Qing arrives."

Qin Su rolled her eyes towards the sky.

In front of this person, all pretense was useless, and she didn't have the patience to spend it with him, so she simply showed her true colors.

However, this Li Xuandu didn't know if he was born to speak like this, or he was just pretending to be used to it and had forgotten how to speak human language. Every time he uttered words, there was always a feeling of unrealism besides the wonderful sound of icy strings.

Just like him, he shouldn't exist in this world.

For some reason, this thought made Qin Su feel a little cold.And immediately, these slight coolness were covered by another emotion.

She remembered the words he said under the lonely Matsushita on a moonlit night.

Staring at the slender figure in Ziyi in front of her, Qin Su turned her eyes slightly, and said in a rambling voice: "I still remember that night, when the moon was shining like water, I met the lord under the pine. Before I left, the lord once asked Ask me a question, I wonder if Mr. Lang still remembers it?" Her voice seemed to be full of emotion, but also seemed to be recalling the past, and she couldn't help sighing.

"Question..." Li Xuandu slightly elongated his voice, his gray and silent eyes drooped slightly, and they fell on Qin Su's body.

At that moment, there seemed to be dark clouds rolling over, Xuan Ye pressing down on his temples, and an invisible momentum gathered above Qin Su's head.

Qin Su stood proudly, smiling as before.

After a long time, the corners of Li Xuandu's lips hooked slightly, and there was a hint of interest: "Liu Niang said...'Qing, how are you doing'?"

"That's exactly the question." Qin Su nodded without thinking, looked at him with a dignified look, her voice was like the wind and smoke on a spring night, full of deep tenderness: "I hope you die, I think about it day and night, and I don't give up. forget."

There seemed to be a gust of wind in the secret path, blowing her voice into the distance.

Li Xuandu's face was indifferent, without any waves.

After a long time, that ray of mysterious sound sounded again, if the sound was ethereal and intoxicating: "80 years later, your wish will be fulfilled." He said, An Ran raised his hand and waved his sleeve.

He was born tall and tall, but now he is condescending, and the place where the sleeves are rolled up is almost touching the tip of Qin Su's nose.

Qin Su moved her head sideways and let out a "sneer" in her nostrils, without moving at all.

Those big sleeves fluttered, did she really think she didn't know?

Don't you just treat her like dust?
She is that speck of ash that is so tiny that no one can see it at all. If the sleeves are wider, it may not be able to wave to her.

Okay, Li Xuandu, I remember you!

Qin Su picked up the old address in her heart, but a sweet smile appeared on her face, that smile was as sweet as a juicy fruit, making one want to take a bite.

"80 years?" She raised an eyebrow, flung the ashes off her body, and said leisurely, "Young gentleman can really live, could he be a bastard?"

(End of this chapter)