Chapter 27 White-haired boy (2)
But I have thousands of ways to make you neither live nor die. You'd better not try it."
Zhu Chengyu shuddered and nodded in agreement.
Lan Jin took him away from the courtyard where Shen Yingxue lived and went to the other side of Zanhua Lane, where she placed them both in an empty room.
After Lan Jin left, Zhu Chengyu put away her disguise and asked, "Awu, what do you think of the owner of Zanhua Lane?"
Ah Wu said: "It is unfathomable."
Zhu Chengyu stroked the white hair that fell on his chest, his eyes dark, "I thought he was just an embroidered pillow in name only, but I didn't expect his martial arts skills to be so high that even I can't figure it out. What does he look like?"
Ah Wu said: "He was wearing a black suit and a black hat. His face could not be seen and even his eyes were covered."
"This person's scheming is beyond my imagination." With no outsiders around, Zhu Chengyu took natural steps and sat accurately on the chair beside the table. "I don't know what that token is. Why is it so precious to that old guy and why it caught the eye of the owner of Zanhua Lane."
Wu didn't say anything.
Zhu Chengyu said to himself: "The most important thing now is to find out the background of the owner of Zanhua Lane."
Anyone who has some ability in Zanhua Lane is a person with deep sins and cannot be tolerated by the world. The owner of Zanhua Lane cannot be unknown. He must have been famous in the underworld in the past, and then he hid in this dark ditch after something happened.
In the past, he was holding back, waiting for the reputation of the major sects to be damaged and for them to fight overtly or covertly before taking action. He must have some ulterior motive.
"How old do you think the owner of the Hairpin Flower Lane is?" Zhu Chengyu put away his angry expression and returned to his innocent look. "Does he really have sympathy for me? With my looks, I should be able to catch his eye."
Otherwise, according to his vicious methods, he would have killed people and stolen treasures as he said, and buried the bodies without anyone knowing. Why would he be left behind?
the other side.
Shen Yingxue took off her hat, wiped the token several times with her sleeve, rolled around on the bed holding it, and occasionally muttered a few words.
Lan Jin, who was watching over him, pricked up her ears and listened carefully. She caught him calling "wife" and her expression changed immediately.
The leader already has a loved one!
Is it related to this token, who could that person be?
Thinking of Shen Yingxue's illness, an unlikely guess emerged in Lan Jin's mind.
Could it be that the leader...actually...treats the demon as his own wife?
Thinking back to the past, Lan Jin felt more and more that it was possible, and couldn't help but feel sad for Shen Yingxue.
There was a huge disparity in status between him and Shen Yingxue, and he had never thought about achieving a happy ending with him. He only hoped that the leader would get what he wished for and live a peaceful life.
But Shen Yingxue treated the Demon Cult as her wife, but the Demon Cult was no longer there.
The leader's madness probably came from this.
The author has something to say: Jiang Hanfeng: What about me?
Author: Please wait a moment.
Jiang Hanfeng: I can’t wait any longer. Give me the pen and I’ll write it!
I found out one thing, that is, I will intentionally avoid the settings in my other works, such as this white-haired beautiful boy (referring to the appearance and eyes), which I planned to write in another pre-collection. Today, I suddenly realized that I can keep writing! This is my XP! !