The protagonist of fast wear continues to collapse

In the past, he didn't dare to do anything wrong with Ku He, and didn't even dare to look at Ku He's servants.Today was unexpectedly somewhat bloody, under Ku He's threatening gaze, no one moved his crotch and took half a step in front of Luoqiutai gate.He used his life to stand in front of Ku He, just to prevent Ku He from discovering the fact that Qiu Yin was no longer in Luoqiu Terrace.

"Great Elder, Holy Son Sheng Mingnu dare not disobey. I hope you don't make Holy Son unhappy, if you frighten him because of his frail body, I'm afraid he will get sick!" Ji Luo, the head of the Holy Son's servants, It's not that he is not afraid of Kuhe, except that Qiuyin is his only belief in life.It's not like they couldn't see how Ku He treated Qiu Yin.

If Ku He knew that Qiu Yin left Soul Eater Valley privately and entered the world.At that time, even if Qiu Yin did not die, she would not be able to escape Ku He's punishment.Even if it was death, they couldn't put Qiuyin in danger.

Ku He's expression of wanting to forcibly enter Luoqiu Terrace did not loosen at all, and was blocked time and time again by these servants from seeing Qiu Yin.The patience in Ku He's heart has reached its limit, no matter what the reason is now, no matter whether Qiu Yin really doesn't want to see him, Ku He still wants to see Qiu Yin.

Only in this way can Ku He's emotions that are on the verge of eruption be soothed.

The air was filled with a murderous air, accompanied by the coercion deliberately released by the dry crane.Some of those servants with low cultivation levels couldn't hold on, and their knees had already softened and knelt on the ground.A gap gradually appeared in the human wall that prevented the withered crane from entering Luoqiu Terrace.Only Ji Luo and a few other servants with slightly higher cultivation bases are still struggling to support.

Ku He no longer wanted to enter Luoqiu Terrace as eagerly as before, as if he had discovered something interesting.He stroked the long whip in his hand, with a calm smile on his face, he walked slowly towards Ji Luo step by step.In a few breaths, the coercion of the dry crane has suppressed several people and fell to the ground.

Only Ji Luo was still supporting his body, his eyes glowing red.Stubbornly standing there not letting himself fall down, risking his life to prevent Ku He from doing whatever he wants in Luoqiu Terrace.

"Ji Luo, Ji Luo, does Ah Qiu know that you are so loyal to him? You probably don't know." The blood in Ku He's eyes has not faded, and there is a cruel smile on the slightly raised corner of his mouth, as if he is mocking Ji Luo's overreaching. "So what if you know." Ku He's speed was so fast that Ji Luo was strangled by the neck, and Ku He lifted his feet off the ground.Ku He's whispers were like the soft singing of a demon, attacking Ji Luo's shallow psychological defense. Ku He not only wanted to kill Ji Luo physically, but also drove Ji Luo crazy mentally.

"You are just that lowly servant, and I will always be the most important in Aqiu's eyes. You are worthy of talking with me as a lowly slave." Ku He said at the end, his voice raised unconsciously A few points.As if throwing something dirty, he threw Ji Luo heavily onto the rockery not far away.

He didn't even look to see if Ji Luo was killed by himself, if it wasn't for fear that he would dirty the Mo Lian Pond he had just made for Qiuyin.Ku He had already thrown Ji Luo into the lotus pond to feed the fish!

All the obstacles that prevented Ku He from entering Luoqiu Terrace have been dealt with by Ku He, and when he thinks about it, he will see Rong Xian soon.The blood in Ku He's beautiful eyes has completely faded, and the eyes filled with joy, there is no cruel aura of wanting to kill just now.

Among the servants, the withered crane was under the eyes of those who were about to die.He walked into the room unaffected, and the scent of burning pear blossoms rushed to his face as soon as he entered the door.It is one of Qiuyin's favorite spices, and for Kuhe, no matter what kind of spice it is, it can't cover up Qiuyin's own fragrance.Only the smell of Qiu Yin can soothe the impetuousness in Ku He's heart.

Qiu Yin, who has always been centered on Ku He, doesn't know what kind of influence she has in Ku He's heart.With Ku He's expectant and stern look, I don't know how many times Qiu Yin missed good opportunities to get close to him. If Ku He knew about it, I don't know how regretful he would be for deliberately putting on airs in front of Qiu Yin Stupid behavior.

The withered crane walked around the crane screen of Luoqiu Terrace, and walked through the living room with golden nanmu tables and chairs.Finally, I stopped at the chessboard tea and tea hall where Qiuyin likes to stay, but unfortunately there is no shadow of Qiuyin.Only Qiuyin's beloved white tiger, Axue, was lazily lying on Qiuyin's cushion, with that wagging tail, it didn't look too comfortable.

"Where did Ah Qiu go?" Ku He's question to Ah Xue was like playing the piano to a cow, even if Ah Xue understood.Axue, who doesn't even want to see Ku He, and doesn't see her, will tell Ku He Qiuyin's whereabouts.

The withered crane turned around and wanted to go to Qiuyin's bedroom and then look for Qiuyin's withered crane.He stopped in a crisp and soft call. "Brother He, why are you here? Are you done with things in the valley?"

After hearing Qiuyin's voice, Kuhe turned his back to Qiuyin's Kuhe and hid his face, because of the joy that Qiuyin showed.Putting on an unattainable and haughty look, he turned and looked at the boy in the white veil blown by the wind.

Qiu Yin, who was wearing a sand-blue light gauze and soft satin gown, was particularly eye-catching against the white gauze.In Ku He's eyes, it is also extraordinarily bright, even if they are far apart.Ku He could also clearly see the soft smile on Qiu Yin Yin's face when he saw him.

Nowhere, this high-ranking Kuhe couldn't look away.

But now Qiuyin is staying with Xiao Tingyu, and who is this Qiuyin who suddenly appeared in Luoqiu Terrace.

And does this Qiuyin really exist?