C3 Is a Ruthless Person

It was snowing outside the door, and the darkness covered the land.

Inside the dilapidated temple, a man with peerless looks sat cross-legged in the middle of a pile of tattered clothes. His back was full of silver needles and the light was dim. He looked like a hedgehog covered in anti-silver light.

Qingning placed the last silver needle on top of his head and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, "Why didn't you do this earlier?

The man's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks. His lips were completely bloodless, but the chill on his body had lightened by quite a bit. A faint white mist began to emerge from the top of his head.

How could he not make a sound when the poison had spread like this?

He was a ruthless person!

Qingning placed the silver needle and the other items back into the Invisible Bracelet, thought for a moment, then took out a Hundred Solution Pill and stuffed it into the man's mouth, "Hey, seeing as you jumped down from the horse to save me, you shouldn't be too evil. This pill can temporarily suppress the thousand cold poison in your body."

On the eaves of the house, there were shadows treading on the snow as they approached. The sound of tiles hitting the ground shocked the silence of the room.

Qingning glanced at the eaves of the building, and said to the man: "After a while, you can move."

There were no lights in the temple. There was only a glimmer of light reflected from the snow on the ground. It was as if it had landed in the man's inky eyes.

He looked at her, his eyes shining.

"I'll lure those people away. You better take care of yourself."

Qingning extended his hand out and pulled away the huge red cloth, enveloping the man within. He then turned and rushed out of the dilapidated temple, disappearing into the snow.

The night wind was cold, her clothes were thin, and her limbs were cold. She stopped at the corner of the alleyway, and the group of black clothed people following her also slowed down their pace.

She took a deep breath and gathered her firepower in her palms. When the crowd approached, she shot out a burst of raging flames, turned around and climbed up the roof, and quickly flew past the layers of tiles.

I wonder how that man is doing?

He hoped that his life would be safe and sound.

Qingning wandered around the city. The cold weather in the middle of winter was really bad, so he decided to return to his original home first. However, he found out that the original owner's memory was very unfamiliar with his path.

Unexpectedly, she was still an idiot. Looking at the vast snow-white street before her, she suddenly felt a headache coming on.

In the dilapidated temple.

The white mist above Qin Huo's head dissipated, and he used his force to send the silver needles on his back flying. He then picked up the clothes on the ground and pierced them one by one.

The young girl forcefully stripped off his clothes before him.

He lifted his hand and wiped his lips with the back of his hand, remembering the look she had given him before she left.

He was clearly so ugly, but his eyes were as clear as water.

"This lowly one is late, master please punish me!" The group of guards knelt on one knee with their heads lowered. The surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of the wind and snow could be heard.

"They've been cleaned up?"

Qin Huo put on his clothes, took off the red cloth and slowly walked out.

A person born with a noble disposition, even with his hair loose, was still a peerless figure.

The guard said, "A total of 237 people have been killed!"

"Put the bodies in front of their master's door." Qin Huo's tone was indifferent, but his words caused everyone to feel cold behind their backs.

Everyone whispered, "Yes!"

The guard closest to him stepped forward to help him up. "Mistress, the woman who just left must be silenced ?"

"No need." Qin Huo raised her eyes, and her thin lips curled up slightly, "Go and investigate her background."

There were only a handful of people in this world who knew of the thousand cold poisons.

Furthermore, she was quite interesting. She was clearly so angry yet at the critical moment, she had actually acted to save him.

He was a very interesting person.

Her lips were very soft and her body was very warm. Holding her as a warm stove felt very comfortable ?

The dark guard lowered his head and said, "Subordinate understands."

He couldn't help but secretly knock on his master's door. What was with this blushing face after his master had been assassinated?

Qingning did not know that he was being watched.

She followed the original owner's memories and wandered around the streets a few times, but she could not find the place to return to. A group of patrolling soldiers came to meet her, and she was just about to avoid them.

A voice suddenly came from not too far away: "Lu Qingning, what are you following this noble heir for again?"

Lu Qingning quickly turned his head, and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Eighteen or nineteen years old, a man in white stepped out of the ranks and strode toward her.

Although this person had a handsome appearance and was extraordinarily elegant, his eyes were filled with disdain and disgust. "This noble heir has told you so many times, the marriage agreement between you and me is just a joke from the elders. If you pester any further, don't blame me for not showing you any face! "

Qingning frowned, "This road belongs to your family, are you the only one allowed to leave? "You don't allow me to leave?"

She had a headache when she saw him.

His mind felt like it had been injected with something, and memories began gushing in like a stream.

The person in front of him was the original owner's fianc? ? Prince Pingyang Qin Yixuan. Because she despised Lu Qingning's looks and the fact that he lost his mother at an early age, she was not well liked by her father and had always disliked her fiancee. Not only that, she was very close to the original owner's sister, who was also a half-sister.

He could be said to be the standard trash.

Qin Yixuan frowned, and bellowed: "Lu Qingning, you're too presumptuous!"

She had always been submissive in front of him and didn't even dare to raise her head.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt that this young lady before him was a stranger.

"You're blocking my path, not allowing me to leave. The moment I started, you start insulting me, and you say that I'm impudent?" Qingning laughed coldly, "You must be someone who has never seen someone who is truly impudent!"

She extended her hand, quickly pulling out the sword in Qin Yixuan's hand, and thrusted it towards him.

Caught off guard, Qin Yixuan only felt a cold breeze blow towards him. Not waiting for him to react, the golden crown on top of his head was slashed off by the longsword.

Qin Yixuan staggered and immediately stabilized himself. When he looked up in shock, he saw Qingning's mocking smile.

She held onto her sword, pointed at Qin Yixuan and raised her eyebrows: You don't want to marry right? Perfect! "I don't want to marry, then just treat the marriage contract as feeding the dog."