Chapter 167 Knife

  The waterside pavilions are silent.

  Xu Yuan was about to help him up, but suddenly found that the body of the “Confucian scholar” in front of him was trembling inaudibly.

  Silence for a moment, Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes, looked at Yuan Hao who was bowing, and gave up the idea of ​​helping him.

  He should be laughing,

   is working hard on expression management, so that his abnormality will not scare Xu Yuan.

   Sure enough, a madman will always be a madman.

  No matter how gentle and elegant the surface is, you can’t hide it when you touch the excitement.

  Xu Yuance turned around and looked at the koi that kept wandering in the pool, and said casually:

  ”Don’t be too happy too early, with a knife on your neck, few people will continue to die.”

   “Yuan knows this.”

  Yuan Hao finally sorted out his expression, stood up again, and stared at Xu Yuan’s back: “But there is always something to look forward to.”

  Xu Yuan glanced at him sideways, with strange eyes:

   “Killing people, really can make people excited?”

  Yuan Hao’s eyes drooped slightly, and his handsome face carried a clear smile:

   “Don’t the third son think the scene of blood and flesh splattering is beautiful?

   “Those warm blood, those desperate looks, third son, think about that wonderful feeling, isn’t it exciting?”

   “Stop.”

  Xu Yuan cut off Yuan Hao and looked away.

  He got it.

  There is no reason, this Yuan Hao is a complete lunatic.

  It is exactly the same as Cangyuanzhong, except that the opponent in Cangyuanzhong is just a 2.5D pixel villain, but now he has become a real lunatic.

  He is as obsessed with killing people as those artists are obsessed with musical paintings.

  He is not interested in sharing this kind of experience with the other party now.

  Yuan Hao immediately shut up when he heard the words, but his eyes were a little lonely.

  Xu Yuan turned around, looked at the other party, and paused every word:

   “Don’t do some small things because of your own hobbies.”

  Yuan Hao narrowed his eyes and spread his hands:

   “Third Young Master, don’t worry.”

  Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows:

   “So, you follow my father because he can give you what you want?”

  “.”

  Yuan Hao raised his eyes when he heard the words, and that figure subconsciously appeared in his mind.

  Damp and dark cell,

  Condescending calm sight,

  Throwing a precious sword in front of him,

   and that sentence,

   “Be my knife, I will give you what you want.”

  “.”

  Being dazed for a moment, Yuan Hao smiled and gave an ambiguous answer:

   “The killing of the captives affected the overall situation of the counter-insurgency. According to the law, they should be executed, but Mr. Xiangguo saved me.”

   “Oh? Is that so.”

  Xu Yuan murmured, but immediately looked at Yuan Hao with a trace of inaudible pity.

  At the age of sixteen or seventeen, he made great achievements on the battlefield, and in the future he will be appointed as a prince and minister.

  But now no matter how great his contribution is in the future, Xu Yinhe can’t let him live to the day when he will be rewarded for his merit.

   Even if everything goes well,

  Yuanhao will die on the eve of victory.

  The person who does it may be an enemy, or one of his own.

  The moment he saw Xu Yuan’s eyes, Yuan Hao grinned directly:

   “Third Young Master, don’t look at me like this. Killers are always killed. How can a person like me die well?”

  “.”

  Xu Yuan was silent for a while, his eyes were very serious:

   “You can see clearly.”

   “Such a character.” Yuan Hao.

  Xu Yuan chuckled lightly:

   “Okay, if you can, give me a copy of the specific information about the Wanxiang sect.”

   After finishing speaking, he walked straight towards the outside of the pavilion.

   “It’s natural.”

  Yuan Hao agreed, paused, and then suddenly stopped Xu Yuan:

   “Third Young Master, please wait a moment.”

  Xu Yuan stopped and looked back.

  Yuanhao took out a box from the Sumeru ring where military supplies were stored and threw it over.

  Xu Yuan raised his hand to catch it.

   Half a foot long, with a metallic texture, it looks like a high-end product.

  He asked softly:

   “What is this?”

  Yuanhao shrugged:

   “Hei Lin Wei entrusted me to bring you, it seems to be a new human skin mask made by Gewuyuan, let you and Fourth Miss take this to negotiate.”

  “.”

  Xu Yuan was silent for a moment: “Bring this? Is this what father meant?”

  Yuan Hao thought for a while, then nodded:

   “It should be, after all, the Black Scale Guard is not qualified to take care of this kind of thing.”

  Standing on the spot and thinking for a while, Xu Yuan nodded slightly:

   “Okay, I see.”

  Yuan Hao cupped his hands from afar:

   “Third son, please walk slowly.”

  Xu Yuan waved his hand, put the box in Xumijie, and walked out of the courtyard without looking back.

  “.”

  Watching the courtyard door close, Yuan Hao stared there for a few breaths, returned to the seat in silence and sat down, picked up the jug and prepared to fill it up, but found that Empty, he smiled, and then glanced at the direction of Dijing

  The fire flickered, and the dungeon was dark and silent.

   “Give me what I want?”

  The bones of the pipa were pierced by the shackles that bound the cultivator. Yuan Hao, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the middle-aged man whose face was hidden in the shadows, and smiled softly:

   “Master Prime Minister, do you know what I want?”

   “Murder, mass murder.” He answered with a low voice without waves.

  Yuan Hao stared at the other party’s plain sight:

   “Since you know, you dare to use it with a lunatic like me?”

   “You have never killed civilians.” Xu Yinhe.

   “Haha.”

  Yuan Hao laughed twice, ironically:

  ”Xu Yinhe, I don’t kill civilians because of the large-scale killing of civilians. There is no one above me, so I can’t hide it. It’s not because of compassion.”

  ”I know.” Xu Yinhe didn’t care about the other party’s smile: “At least know how to be afraid.”

  Yuan Hao’s eyes narrowed, his fists clenched slightly:

   “Afraid? Do you think I’m afraid of death? Mr. Prime Minister, I’m worried that I won’t be able to kill more people in the future.”

   “It’s all the same.”

  “.”

  Quiet.

  Yuanhao took a deep breath and asked:

   “Then why should I trust you?”

  Xu Yinhe’s eyes are silent:

   “To make a knife, it is natural to kill people.”

   “Kill who?” Yuan Hao’s voice was a little hoarse: “It’s boring to kill only one or two people.”

  Xu Yinhe looked at each other quietly, and spit out two words:

   “Zongmen.”

   “What?”

  Yuan Hao was stunned for a moment, and a hint of astonishment appeared in his eyes unconsciously.

  Xu Yinhe didn’t repeat what he said just now, but just stared at him quietly with those deep eyes.

  For a while, there was only flickering fire in the dark dungeon.

  Looking at each other for a while,

  Yuan Hao’s heartbeat quickened bit by bit, he looked at the man opposite, and finally grinned:

   “Xu Yinhe, you are a lunatic, a lunatic even crazier than me. The number of people who died under my command is no more than 10,000, and you are going to kill more than 10 million!”

  Xu Yinhe ignored the other party’s words, but looked at the other party’s young face and asked:

   “So, your answer?”

  “.”

  “.”

  Converge your thoughts,

  Withdrawing his gaze towards the direction of the Imperial Capital, Yuan Hao took out a long knife from the Sumeru Ring, caressed the blade, and whispered softly:

  ”I hope this knife can be used for a long time, don’t break it too early.”

   There is another update, maybe twenty minutes later

  

  

  (end of this chapter)