The water pavilions and pavilions are silent.
Xu Yuan was about to help the other person up, but suddenly found that the body of the "Confucian scholar" in front of him was trembling inaudibly.
After a moment of silence, Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes, looked at Yuan Hao who was bowing, and gave up the idea of helping him.
He should be smiling,
He was trying hard to manage his expression so that his perversion would not scare Xu Yuan.
Sure enough, a madman will always be a madman.
No matter how gentle and elegant you look on the surface, you can't hide it when you touch your excitement.
Xu Yuanzhi turned around and looked at the koi swimming in the pool, and said casually:
"Don't be too happy too early. With a knife on your neck, few people will continue to fight to the death."
"Yuan Mou naturally knows this."
Yuan Hao finally straightened his expression, stood up again, and stared at Xu Yuan's back: "But there is always hope."
Xu Yuan glanced sideways at him with a strange look in his eyes:
"Killing can really excite people?"
Yuan Hao lowered his eyes slightly, with a clear smile on his handsome face:
"Don't you think the scene of blood and flesh splattering is beautiful, Third Young Master?
"Those warm blood, those desperate looks, Third Young Master, think about that wonderful feeling, isn't it excitement?"
"Stop it."
Xu Yuan stopped Yuan Hao and withdrew his gaze.
He got it.
There is no reason, this Yuan Hao is a complete madman.
It's exactly the same as Cangyuanzhong, except that the other person in Cangyuanzhong was just a 2.5D pixel villain, and now he has become a real madman.
He is as crazy about killing people as those artists are crazy about painting music.
He has no interest in communicating this kind of experience with the other party now.
Yuan Hao immediately shut up after hearing this, but his eyes were a little lonely.
Xu Yuan turned around, looked at the other person, and said word by word:
"Don't do small things just because of your own hobbies."
Yuan Hao's eyes narrowed and he spread his hands:
"Third Young Master, don't worry."
Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows:
"So, you follow my father because he can give you what you want?"
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Yuan Hao raised his eyes after hearing this, and the figure subconsciously appeared in his mind.
A damp and dark cell,
A calm gaze from above,
A sword thrown in front of him,
And that sentence,
"Be my knife and I will give you what you want."
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After being stunned for a moment, Yuan Hao smiled and gave an ambiguous answer:
"The killing of prisoners affected the overall situation of counterinsurgency. According to the law, I should be executed, but the Prime Minister saved me."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Xu Yuan murmured, but immediately looked at Yuan Hao with a hint of inaudible pity.
At the age of sixteen or seventeen, he made great achievements on the battlefield and was later granted the title of marquis and prime minister.
But now, no matter how great his contribution is in the future, Xu Yinhe cannot let him live long enough to be rewarded based on his merits.
Even if everything goes well,
Yuan Hao will die on the eve of victory.
The person who does it may be an enemy or one of our own.
The moment he saw Xu Yuan's eyes, Yuan Hao grinned directly:
"Third Young Master, there is no need to look at me like this. Anyone who kills will always be killed. How can a person like me die in peace?"
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Xu Yuan was silent for a while, his eyes serious:
"You see clearly."
"Such a personality." Yuan Hao.
Xu Yuan chuckled:
"Okay, if you can, give me the specific information about Wanxiang Sect."
After that, he walked straight out of the pavilion.
"It's natural."
Yuan Hao agreed immediately, paused, and suddenly called Xu Yuan:
"Third Young Master, please wait a moment."
Xu Yuan stopped and looked back.
Yuan Hao took out a box from the Xumi Ring where military supplies were stored and threw it over.
Xu Yuan raised his hand to catch it.
Half a foot long, with a metallic texture, it looks like a high-end product.
He asked softly:
"What's this?"
Yuan Hao shrugged:
"What the Black Scale Guards asked me to bring to you seems to be a newly manufactured human skin mask from the Gokuyuan. You and Miss Fourth should take this to negotiate."
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Xu Yuan was silent for a moment: "With this? Is this what father meant?"
Yuan Hao thought for a moment, then nodded:
"Probably, after all, the Black Scale Guards are not qualified to care about this kind of thing."
After standing there and thinking for a long time, Xu Yuan nodded slightly:
"okay, I get it."
Yuan Hao cupped his hands from a distance:
"Third Young Master, please go slowly without seeing me off."
Xu Yuan waved his hand, put the box into the Sumeru Ring, and walked out of the courtyard without looking back.
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Watching the courtyard door close, Yuan Hao stared there for a few breaths, silently returned to the seat and sat down. He picked up the wine bottle and prepared to fill it with wine, but found that it was empty and laughed. Then he glanced in the direction of Dijing
The firelight flickered, and the dungeon was dark and silent.
"Give me what I want?"
The Pipa bone was penetrated by the shackles that bound the cultivator. Yuan Hao, who was slumped on the ground, looked at the middle-aged man whose face was hidden in the shadows and smiled softly:
"Master Prime Minister, do you know what I want?"
"Murder, large-scale murder." He answered in a low and calm voice.
Yuan Hao stared at the other party's plain gaze:
"Since you know this, how dare you use a lunatic like me?"
"You have never killed civilians." Xu Yinhe.
"Ha ha."
Yuan Hao laughed twice, his smile was very ironic:
"Xu Yinhe, the reason why I don't kill civilians is because there is no one above me to hide the massacre of civilians, and it's not because of any compassion."
"I know." Xu Yinhe didn't care about the other party's smile: "At least I know how to be afraid."
Yuan Hao's eyes narrowed and he clenched his fists slightly:
"Afraid? Do you think I'm afraid of death? Prime Minister, I'm worried that I won't be able to kill more people in the future."
"it's the same."
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Quiet.
Yuan Hao took a deep breath and asked:
"Then why should I trust you?"
Xu Yinhe's eyes are as smooth as ever:
"When making a knife, it's natural to kill people."
"Who to kill?" Yuan Hao's voice was hoarse: "It's not interesting to kill just one or two people."
Xu Yinhe looked at the other party quietly and uttered two words:
"Zongmen."
"What?"
Yuan Hao was stunned for a moment, and a hint of astonishment appeared in his eyes unconsciously.
Xu Yinhe did not repeat what he just said, but stared at him quietly with his deep eyes.
For a moment, the dark dungeon was filled with only flickering firelight.
Looking at each other for a long time,
Yuan Hao's heartbeat accelerated little by little. He looked at the man opposite and finally grinned:
"Xu Yinhe, you are a madman, a madman even crazier than me. The number of people I have killed is no more than 10,000, but you want to kill more than 10,000,000!"
Xu Yinhe ignored the other party's words, just looked at the other party's young face and asked:
"So, your answer?"
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Concentrate your thoughts,
Withdrawing his gaze in the direction of the Imperial Capital, Yuan Hao took out a long knife from the Sumeru Ring, stroked the blade lightly, and whispered softly:
"I hope this knife can be used for a longer time and not be broken too early."
There's another update, probably in twenty minutes
(End of chapter)
