Chapter 149 Chapter 149 Li Baili nodded and replied...
Li Baili nodded and replied, "Yes, as you can see, in order to avoid anything happening, we stayed here for quite a while, but you don't have to worry, because it's always like this, none of us will get bored, and we also do other things."
Yang Yushu sneered. He felt it was ridiculous and looked up at the sky: "Would I worry about this? Absolutely not! Don't misunderstand me!"
"That's good," Li Baili said calmly, "Anything else you want to ask?"
Yang Yushu frowned, his face turned slightly blue, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you think? Do you think I shouldn't ask?"
"Just ask whatever you want to ask. I've answered them all, haven't I?" Li Baili looked at him, her cheeks as gentle as usual, but her expression calm and somewhat indifferent.
"Well then," Yang Yushu looked at him, "You still decided to maintain your relationship with Li Hanshuang, right?"
"Yes," Li Baihe said calmly, "Isn't this normal? It was like this before. I thought you knew it when you met me. After so long, you should have accepted it a long time ago."
What else can I ask?
There was a hint of doubt in Li Baili's pupils, as if he really couldn't understand.
Yang Yushu was almost shaking with anger, and had to clench his fists to keep himself calm. Sometimes he really envied Li Baili, who could be so calm when others were furious, without having to worry about accidental injuries or critical hits, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
Yang Yushu took a deep breath and managed to calm down. A little sadness appeared on his face. He looked at Li Baili like a homecoming man looking at a broken bridge. "What about me? What am I?"
Li Baili blinked and replied, "You are my friend, my companion, and you can also be considered my savior, if you like."
Yang Yushu sneered when he heard these words, and then his face was covered with even heavier sorrow like the sea water. He asked Li Baili, "What if I don't want to?"
"Then you don't want to." Li Baili didn't even want to ask another question.
Yang Yushu sighed and asked again: "If only one of me and him can exist, who would you choose?"
Li Baihe was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I would choose Li Hanshuang."
Yang Yushu covered his face for a moment, and when he put his hands down, his expression had returned to normal, looking like a passerby who had just finished a moment of silence at a funeral: "If you care about us at all, you shouldn't be like this."
Li Baili blinked her eyes, as if she took some time to digest what he said. After confirming the meaning of his words, she laughed: "I'm so sorry."
It was really difficult to find a trace of apology on that smiling face. Yang Yushu took a glance at it and had never felt that this good-looking face was so disgusting.
He closed his eyes and sighed, and could only say: "Okay, as you wish, I can leave, but this is the last time. Next time, I will definitely not let Li Hanshuang go."
Li Baili smiled and thanked him, saying, "That's great!"
Yang Yushu turned and left.
He left very quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Li Baili could sense that he had left the Demon Island and was approaching Li Hanshuang.
Li Hanshuang put his hand on Li Baili's shoulder. Li Baili leaned against him and said, "After I die, you can give him some of my money. But only a little. I don't really want to give my money to others."
Li Hanshuang smiled and asked, "In that case, why don't you leave all the money to me?"
Li Baihe glanced at him and replied with a smile: "Shouldn't I give it all to you? But I feel a little sorry for him today, so I'll give him a little bit."
Li Hanshuang hugged him tighter: "But he's not the only one you feel sorry for, why don't you feel sorry for others?"
Li Baili coughed twice and replied, "Forget about others. I think today's incident is mostly due to Li Qinglian. Don't let him take my things. As for Changsheng, it's better not to be sad when seeing the scene."
"Okay then." Li Hanshuang blinked her eyes, the expression on her face seemed to be both crying and laughing, as if she wanted to laugh when she heard something interesting, or as if she was rehearsing the expression of crying in advance, and she spoke slowly.
Li Baihe began to spit out blood and grabbed Li Hanshuang: "Kill me now."
Li Hanshuang put Li Baili on the stool and hesitated for a moment. There was more blood on Li Baili's body. Li Hanshuang took out his sword, and the sword slowly entered Li Baili's body.
Li Baili lost her breath, and all the energy in her body began to dissipate. Li Hanshuang remained silent, pulling the sword out bit by bit. He could clearly feel the touch of the sword rubbing against his flesh and bones.
The sword without flesh and blood was still so white that it almost sparkled in the dark night. However, Li Hanshuang held the sword with the tip of the sword pointing downward, and blood flowed down and dripped onto the ground.
A pool of bright red blood had accumulated on the originally clean ground.
Li Qinglian couldn't sleep late at night, so he went out for a walk and patrolled. When he got nearby, he smelled an extremely strong and pungent smell of blood and almost vomited.
His intuition told him what had happened here, so he immediately rushed over. The closer he got, the stronger the smell of blood became, which made him sure that he was not in the wrong place.
He suspected that something might have broken in, but at the same time he felt that it shouldn't be that serious. He was very alert, holding his weapon and walking carefully, and saw Li Hanshuang.
He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but when he saw Li Hanshuang holding a weapon in his hand, he was suddenly startled and stopped, fearing that he would be discovered.
Li Hanshuang had already spotted him. She looked towards the bush where he was hiding. Her tone was very calm, and her expression was almost indifferent, as if she didn't care at all whether there were people around. She said to him, "Come out."
Li Qinglian shuddered, but after some consideration, she walked out carefully. When she came in front of him, she looked carefully and saw a large pool of blood on the ground. Not far away was Li Baili.
Li Qinglian didn't notice anything unusual about Li Baili for a while. She just thought it was a bit strange that Li Baili didn't move despite all the blood. So she asked, "Whose blood is this?"
Li Hanshuang replied expressionlessly: "Li Baili's."
Li Qinglian suddenly felt a chill on her back, and a gust of evil wind entered her body, giving her goose bumps all over. She took a deep breath, shivered, and asked, "Li Baili? Li Baili?"
Li Hanshuang nodded and sat down beside him, holding the sword in his hand across his eyes. He looked at the pale white sword light that shimmered like water, and sniffed the bloody smell coming from the sword. His brows seemed to be furrowed, as if he felt the sword light was dazzling, or as if he felt the smell of blood was too strong, but he said nothing.
Li Qinglian was shivering and felt as if his legs were filled with lead. He could not take a single step. He just stood there and looked at Li Baili. Li Baili was indeed dead.
When Li Qinglian realized this, he took a deep breath and asked Li Hanshuang: "Who killed him?"
The wounds on Li Baili's body were still there, which was actually easy to judge. However, Li Qinglian couldn't believe that Li Hanshuang would kill Li Baili, and after killing her, he just held the weapon calmly, as if he didn't kill the person, and he didn't walk or run, nor was he sad.
In Li Qinglian's imagination a long time ago, if Li Baili died in front of Li Hanshuang, Li Hanshuang would be heartbroken and might even scream and faint.
Although Li Hanshuang had never yelled in front of Li Qinglian, nor had she fainted from yelling, Li Qinglian had inexplicably thought so before, and felt that if Li Baili was really dead, such a thing would be very likely to happen.
Although Li Qinglian now has no idea why he was so confident and why he thought so, he still can't believe the current facts.
Even though the fact was right in front of him and had been completely presented, he still couldn't believe that Li Hanshuang would actually kill Li Baili. Didn't they have a very good relationship?
Why did Li Hanshuang kill Li Baili?
Li Qinglian was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head, as slow as a rusty piece of iron, and looked at Li Hanshuang. He felt terrified and cold, and asked tremblingly, "Why did you kill him?"
Li Hanshuang's gaze paused, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at Li Qinglian, without speaking for a while. Li Qinglian's trembling became more and more intense, and for a moment he felt that he would not survive.
But Li Hanshuang suddenly looked away and said, "He asked me to do it."
Li Qinglian was stunned for a moment, then he was no longer afraid. He was surprised and astonished, almost sneering, and shook his head and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
He was no longer shaking at all, and even wanted to jump up, as if he wanted to crack the ground to prove his disbelief.
"Nothing is impossible." Li Hanshuang lowered his head and looked at his sword. His voice was flat and cold, as if it had nothing to do with this matter. He wiped the sword and said.
Li Qinglian took a breath and almost shouted loudly, but she held back for a moment and said, bending over, "Then what evidence do you have? Prove that he asked you to do it?"
"There is no evidence." Li Hanshuang looked at him as if to say how could there be any evidence for such a thing.
Li Qinglian felt like he was being scolded. He was quiet for a while, then took a step forward, away from Li Hanshuang. Feeling there was no danger anymore, he started walking around.
"This is no small matter!" Li Qinglian murmured to himself.
"Then you go and handle it." Li Hanshuang said as he watched him walking around.
"Me?" Li Qinglian stopped, pointed at himself and started coughing.
After coughing, he stared and said, "I really don't think I have this ability! Li Baili is the owner of the Demon Island! What will happen if the demons find out? I don't even dare to think about it!"
Li Hanshuang shook his head, his expression unchanged: "Don't worry, the demons already knew about it when he died."
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