Yu Beizhou casually dodged this palm wind, his dark eyes inexplicable. “Originally, the Senior brother was angry because of me, the first time towards outsiders. I’m not happy either.”
As soon as the voice fell, the cold killing intent began to rampage like it was free.
The internal force also began to release, lifting the corners of the crimson robe, making a whistling sound.
Zong Luo: “…..”
He had warned himself countless times not to try to understand Yu Beizhou’s brain circuit.
But this person really had a big problem, just because he didn’t get angry for him, he started to go crazy, it was a strange brain circuit that he had never thought of before.
“From the neck to the arm, to the fingers, to the crisscrossing scars on the chest. Ah, the one on the heart is still the one I left on the Senior brother, then to the lower abdomen, the thighs.”
Yu Beizhou deliberately slowed down his voice, which was particularly harsh in the quiet and deserted cold palace.
“Every part of the Senior brother’s body, I have touched.”
Yu Beizhou’s eyes were calm with cruel red at the ends. “Clearly, the Senior brother and I are relatively predestined, opponents created by heaven and earth. How can the Senior brother get angry at me for a person who is insignificant and lowly?”
Zong Luo squinted his eyes, suppressing his anger, “Yu Beizhou, if you are saying these words just to provoke me, then you have achieved your goal.”
He lowered his voice, finally unable to bear it, “No matter what, Ye Linghan was your subordinate in the previous life, and he has done so many dirty and despicable things for you that others would not want to do.”
“I thought that even though reborn, and he had chosen a wise master, when it comes to treating people who used to truly care for you in person, if it means adding insult to injury, it shouldn’t go so far as face-to-face humiliation, right?”
Upon hearing this, Yu Beizhou sneered.
Zong Luo had seen many kinds of smiles from Yu Beizhou, most of them were careless, as if nothing mattered, lazy and arrogant, or extremely hypocritical fake smiles, one could see the malicious interest hidden underneath at a glance. But he rarely saw such a contemptuous smile, his expression was full of disdain and disgust.
The shadow fell on his deep and sharp features, reflecting an almost demonic color.
“I’m really looking forward to it, Senior brother. If you knew the truth about your death in the previous life, would you still protect the person behind you?”
“What do you mean?!”
The white-clothed prince’s face suddenly darkened, and the eyes behind the white silk seemed to ignite a flickering flame.
Yu Beizhou casually said, “Just the literal meaning.”
Once upon a time, countless days and nights, in the days when hatred was hard to calm.
The monarch that replaced the old dynasty with a new one, in the lonely and deserted sleeping chamber, looked down at the body of his enemy in the ice coffin from a high position.
Even earlier, twenty-four highly renowned great witches of the Great Wilderness, in the Jiyin Underground Palace, performed the Twenty-Four Star Soul Locking Array, but in the end, they gave up because they could not capture the soul.
“Your Majesty, we have done our best.”
The emperor, dressed in a dragon robe like blood, still had a smile on his face, saying ‘no harm’ in a light and casual manner.
He left, holding the cold corpse. Apart from him, no one left the underground palace alive for half a step.
When Zong Luo was still alive, Yu Beizhou wished he could kill him with his own hands, even planning a complex layout for decades, just to knock this person with one hand off from the clouds when he climbed to the peak.
But who would have thought that before reaching the clouds, this person drew his sword and committed suicide.
Without any hesitation, without any mercy, simply and neatly.
Dead, not even a speck of soul was left.
Yu Beizhou even felt that Zong Luo really hated him.
His senior brother always knew how to deal with him, to stir his emotions, even death, to directly extinguish this past, not to accompany him to play such a boring and childish game of arch-enemies, allowing obsession to take root in Yu Beizhou’s heart, growing into a demon.
Zong Luo used death and gave Yu Beizhou a hard slap.
In countless dreams, the white-clothed prince stood proudly under the city gate, as if he was too lazy to accompany him, even dying so beautifully. And Yu Beizhou stood in the palace in his dream, unable to take a step.
This person’s joys, angers, sorrows, and happiness, birth, old age, sickness, and death, have nothing to do with him.
Ha, how ruthless, and arrogant.
Those unattended, nurtured by the years of hatred fermented, seeing the scene now, finally completely turned into a snake covered with scales.
A twisted pleasure of revenge rose in Yu Beizhou’s heart.
Come on, suffer like me, taste the bitter wine brewed by hatred.
“It’s just a pity that the Senior brother left too early in his previous life, and he didn’t know that he had been hating the wrong person all along.”
After he said this, Zong Luo was silent for a long time.
Like a venomous snake, the sticky and cold gaze kept falling on the face of the white-clothed prince, not missing any subtle changes in expression.
Is it hatred, annoyance, or anger?
It doesn’t matter, these emotions all belong to him.
Just as Yu Beizhou’s smile became more and more lingering, and he became more and more interested, just as he was about to reveal some insignificant clues, the person opposite suddenly opened his mouth.
Pwah——
Crimson blood stained the white shirt, winding and blooming a flower.
In the last second when Zong Luo lost his senses, he suddenly saw the expression on Yu Beizhou’s face.
At this moment, there was astonishment, and there was also slack, but there wasn’t the thing that this person emphasized over and over again.
How could it be? He thought vaguely.
It must be a mistake.
