v2 Chapter 609： Epiphany (2/2)
But to find a fake Chi Yan son, who also lied to be the heir of the King of Qixiao, that was a big deal.
After all, the master of the winter, that is, Feiyan Taozun, had been guilty of resentment to the King Qixiao because of the events of that year, and he would not be able to get the king ’s forgiveness in this life. Once, it can alleviate at least a little guilt and a little self-blame.
but.
If things are exposed once.
What should I do?
Imagine that it was not easy to get the understanding of the King of the Xiaoxiao, but this one is false. How can Feiyan Taoist endure this blow? This is not the most tangled thing. If Feiyan Taoism knows that more than the King of the Red Sky is false, even the son of Chiyan is false. This is ... cruel.
Ouyang Ye shook her head and was afraid to continue thinking about it. For her, it was like holding a person to the sky and then falling to the ground fiercely, just like giving a gimmick to a person who was about to starve to death, After eating, he was informed that the bun was highly toxic ...
The cruelest thing in the world is to give people great hope, and it instantly makes people despair ...
No one can afford such a big blow.
”Sister Han Dong, then ... what do you say ...”
Originally, Ouyang Ye felt that she was looking for someone who was posing as Chiyan, not only helping the winter to get through the difficulties, but also making Feiyan Daozong's injury better. She was quite proud and excited, but after listening to the words of winter, her heart was no longer I am proud and no longer happy. Some are just blame and guilt. There is also a sense of guilt.
”Sorry, Sister Han Dong, at first ... I just wanted to help you ... I didn't expect that much ... I ...”
Ouyang Ye was talking, but Han Dong shook his head slightly, and smiled slightly: ”Stupid girl, you have misunderstood and did not understand what I mean. I am not blaming you or complaining to you anymore, but I want to make You help me. ”
”Ah ... sister Han Dong, don't you blame me? Still help? What do you mean?”
”I'm going to take my old nine to meet my master.”
The voice fell, Ouyang Ye looked stunned, she did not expect that Winter would say so, for a while, hesitated, and asked: ”Sister Han Dong, haven't you always been ... very repulsive ... find someone posing as Chiyan?”
”It used to be before, and now I figured it out ~~ Han Dong smiled softly:” In the past, maybe I suffered too much, and I was afraid to do everything, worry about this, and worry about that, so I would only end up in endlessness. Among the passive. ”
”Then what do you mean ...”
”Take Lao Jiu to see my master. I don't just want him to continue to pretend to be Chiyan. At the same time, I want him to pretend to be the heir of the King of Xiaoxiao. I want to ... let him open the heart of my master as the heir of the king. . ”
”But ... but ... what if things go wrong, her old man ... knows that you cheated her like this ... will it ...”
Han Dong smiled and reached out and hugged Ouyang Ye's nose, and laughed: ”You can sing and lose, you're sad, you're sad, you're drunk, you're drunk tomorrow, you're sad tomorrow ...”
Ouyang Ye blinked and thought this sentence was familiar. After thinking about it carefully, she was surprised: ”This ... this sentence ... isn't it ... Lao Ji has been hanging on his lips these days?”
Han Dong nodded and said, ”I think he makes sense ... Listening to it, I don't know why, suddenly I figured it out ... and ... the repair that has troubled me for many years became a bottleneck, and it broke through in an instant ... … Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.