The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 231 Disaster for the country and the demon concubine 58.0
"Why can't you see me? Why is she the only one in your eyes!" Liu Qingyan said a little excitedly, and her voice became a little sharp: "I am the one who loves you the most! I am willing to do it for you Stay here, willing to die with you! That's it, can't you see me?"

Murong Yun didn't stop walking, he turned his head to the side with a calm expression, unmoved by her words: "The person who loved me the most is dead."

Liu Qingyan fell on the bed unwillingly, with the sound of a child crying in her ears, she had no time to take care of it, and she had no strength at all.

She has never won, as long as you face her, she is always the loser, no matter what she does.

Murong Yun was sitting on a high seat, listening to the noise outside the palace, his expression was calm: "Aren't you going?"

Hearing his words, Dequan bowed respectfully and shook his head: "The slave has been with the emperor for fifteen years. Wherever the emperor goes, the slave will go."

The fighting stopped, and the general with a long sword came in. He looked at Murong Yun who was sitting on the dragon chair, and smiled mockingly: "Hey, the dog emperor is still doing so safely?"

Murong Yun looked at him, not annoyed by his rudeness, but extremely calm: "Let's do it early."

"You are really a white-eyed wolf." The general looked at Murong Yun for a while, and laughed, he touched the mask on his face: "Yue'er's eyes are really not very good."

"Fortunately, she woke up in time and didn't waste time on you." The general took off the mask on his face, seeing Murong Yun's calm to shocked appearance, he felt amused, he shook the mask in his hand, and raised his eyebrows : "What? Didn't expect it to be me?"

"Are you here to avenge her?" Murong Yun smiled faintly when he saw him, a little regretful: "I didn't kill you back then."

"Kill me?" The general snorted coldly, and walked towards Murong Yun, dragging his long sword on the ground, drawing a bloodstain, he stepped up the steps step by step, his face was stained with blood, he gritted his teeth, as if he had crawled out of hell evil spirits.

Murong Yun was not afraid, he was already prepared to die, he smiled slightly, looked at him, calmly: "You deserve to die, don't you?"

"Even if I made a mistake, they didn't make a mistake." The general growled, and punched the wall behind Murong Yun with his fist. He raised his sword and laid it across his neck: "Compared to me, you are more damned!" .”

"If she knows these things, what will she think of you?" Murong Yun was poked in the foot, and he was not polite. He sneered: "Isn't it because of her death that you dared to rebel? Because she is gone, it is impossible to know the dirty things you did, so you dare to be so arrogant."

The general burst out laughing, he casually pressed the sword in his hand to his neck, he looked at him with a strange expression, after a while, he laughed loudly: "Yue'er is dead?"

"It's really sad." Murong Yun's eyes were light, a bloodstain was formed on his neck because of the sharpness of the sword, and the blood dripped out, he still looked calm: "Do it."

"Your Majesty." Dequan stood aside, tears streaming down his cheeks. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, knelt down, and hugged him: "Please kill this old slave, General Guan."

"Go away." Guan Ronghua kicked Dequan away, impatient, and pointed the tip of his sword at him: "Old man, why worry, the Guan family was wiped out thanks to you, don't worry, It's time to settle accounts with you in a while."

When Dequan heard him mention the past, he trembled all over, was kicked aside, and lay on the ground, not daring to move.

He raised his head, looked at the pillars in the palace, gritted his teeth, got up, ran towards the pillars, bumped his head against the pillars, and made a muffled sound.

If he really fell into Guan Ronghua's hands, he might be tortured to death, so he might as well end up with himself.

Dequan knew that what he did was unforgivable, and he didn't expect Guan Ronghua to let him go. He wanted to die, and hit him with extra force.

Guan Ronghua glanced at him, sneered, and stroked the hideous scar on his face: "Look, these people died because of you."

"If she really died, it must be because of you." Guan Ronghua roughly guessed what his little sister meant, he sneered, and specifically picked Murong Yun's pain to stimulate him.

Murong Yun did not deny that Dequan's death only made him stunned for a short moment. When he heard Guan Ronghua's words, he came back to his senses and lowered his eyelids: "It is indeed because of me."

Guan Ronghua pointed the tip of the sword at his thigh, and slowly poked it in, admiring the blood on his leg, and sighed softly: "You are so stupid."

"..." Murong Yun glanced at him, but did not speak.

"Who told you that Yue'er is dead?" Guan Ronghua suddenly changed his mind, he didn't want him to die so easily, he slaughtered his entire Guan family, how could he die so easily.

He wants to hold his head down, let him see the truth of this matter, let his faith collapse, watch him die in pain, and experience the same despair as him.

"Brother, aren't you alright?" Guan Fengyue was counting the time to take her time, but she didn't see what she wanted to see except for the dead bodies all over the place. She opened the door that reached out to her again. With Murong Qing's hand, step into the hall.

When Murong Yun heard Guan Ronghua's words, he had a vague premonition, but when he heard Guan Fengyue's voice, that feeling came true.

He looked at the people who walked in from outside the hall, his eyes gradually turned red, and he murmured in disbelief: "Yue'er."

Guan Fengyue was wearing a water-red tunic dress, gorgeous and playful, just as bright and charming as they first met.

But beside her, there was someone else standing, the person he could never catch up with in his life.

He was not stupid, he understood the truth of the matter almost the moment he saw her.

all of these…

all of these……

Murong Yun was no longer as calm and composed as before, he retreated from Guan Ronghua like a madman, and ran towards Guan Fengyue.

Before he got close to Guan Fengyue's body, he was stopped by someone. He looked at the handsome man standing in front of him, his eyes were about to burst, and he shouted: "Get out!"

After finishing speaking, he punched Murong Qing with a punch. He exhausted the blow with all his strength, but was gently deflected by Murong Qing. He hit Murong Yun's chest with his backhand without mercy.

Murong Yun staggered back a few steps, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, he looked at Guan Fengyue who was standing behind Murong Qing with a smile on his face, and shook his head: "Yue'er, tell me this Not really, tell me..."

Guan Fengyue took a step forward, admiring his embarrassed posture, supported Bu Yao on his head, tilted his head, blinked, and smiled brightly: "But all this is true, Saburo, why don't you Do you believe it?"

(End of this chapter)