sinovels Chapter 111 One point of consonance must lead to darkness
Chapter 111 One point of consonance must lead to darkness
The air fell into a deathly silence.
Lu Qianchuan didn't expect this sentence to be so lethal. Liu Qingkui, who was still laughing wildly just now, instantly turned pale, and stood motionless in place, showing a terrifying silence.
After a while, he said hoarsely, "No."
The confidence is not enough.
Lu Qianchuan didn't say anything, just looked at him lightly, motioning for him to continue talking.
Liu Qingkui said: "From the day I stepped into Luofeng City, I have nothing to do with Wanlingzong."
"Oh," Lu Qianchuan dragged his voice inscrutablely, "not only has nothing to do with Wanlingzong, but also turned around and stepped on Wanlingzong, right?"
Liu Qingkui was so choked by him that she couldn't speak.
Lu Qianchuan continued: "You know what kind of situation the sect will fall into, but you still drive Xiao Feng to appear in front of everyone, is it just to push the tile wall when it is about to fall?"
"Or—" he said slowly, "What benefits did Luo Huayin promise to give you?"
"No!" Liu Qingkui's pale face flushed suddenly, "He didn't do me any favors!"
"Then you still work hard for him?" Lu Qianchuan stared at him closely, but found that he couldn't understand the mind of the person in front of him at all, "What are you planning?"
What are you drawing?
These four words have troubled Lu Qianchuan for many days and nights, and when he finally asked them, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Similarly, these four words struck Liu Qingkui's heart like an alarm bell, and he was also a little confused for a moment, almost tripped over by the huge question mark.
Luo Huayin never promised him any benefits, nor did he think highly of him, and his attitude towards him was no different from other magic generals.
Even with Luo Huayin's personality, Lu Qianchuan dared to guarantee that Liu Qingkui's life in the Demon Realm might not be half as comfortable as in Wan Lingzong.
Sometimes he couldn't help wondering, could it be that Liu Qingkui is a jerk, and it would be uncomfortable not to be beaten or scolded a few times?
The two stood silently for a long while, Liu Qingkui stared at his eyes that were too shallow to hold any excess emotion, and the light in his eyes became more and more dim.
He lowered his head: "I don't know...what I'm trying to do."
Having said that, a big stone image fell to the ground in his heart, but he laughed without any burden.
"Hahaha, haha..." He laughed more and more, his shoulders shook violently, and he almost burst into tears, "Haven't I always been like this? Could it be that I can benefit from being in Wanlingzong? "
Lu Qianchuan frowned: "You know it in your heart."
"..."
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Liu Qingkui stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly said: "Draw your sword."
He suppressed his presumptuous and wild smile, his face was three parts cold and five parts serious, and there was also a complex look that Lu Qianchuan could not understand.
Lu Qianchuan stared at him blankly, and put his hand on Jing Xing's sword hilt, but his body didn't move.
He suddenly realized that the little follower who followed him back then had grown into an appearance he was not very familiar with.
"Why don't you move?" Liu Qingkui was already ready to fight, "Don't you hate me?"
Lu Qianchuan was fascinated by his changes over the years, and subconsciously asked, "Why do I hate you?"
As soon as the words came out, both of them froze.
From Wan Lingzong to Tianshui Tower, and then from Tianshui Tower to Raksha Hell, Lu Qianchuan has always wanted to ask Liu Qingkui for clarification.Now that this day has really come, he is shocked to find that he is really too calm when facing Liu Qingkui.
It was completely different from the rage he had imagined.
A helpless wry smile floated in his heart, Lu Qianchuan said: "Since you know that I will hate you, why do you still do that?"
I don't know where the switch was lit by this sentence, and Liu Qingkui suddenly showed great anger: "Stop talking nonsense, you can kill me here if you have the ability, and shut up if you don't."
Oh wow.
Lu Qianchuan blinked, but he heard a hint of death in the other party's words.
He fumbled in Qiankun's sleeves, took out that precious glass frame, brought it to his eyes, and looked at Liu Qingkui carefully.
He was right.
That person seemed firm and rampant, but in fact, he had already made the determination to die in his eyes.
Lu Qianchuan's heart skipped a beat.
He paused for a moment with his hand on Jing Xing, then suddenly exerted force on his arm, he removed Jing Xing, threw it aside, and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Liu Qingkui: "???"
He was still in a leaning defensive position, and when he saw Lu Qianchuan acting like this, he was dumbfounded.
"What are you doing?" Liu Qingkui asked.
Lu Qianchuan neither got up nor drew his sword.As if he was sitting in the backyard of his own home, he stared at Liu Qingkui indifferently, with no ripples on his face, neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.
Liu Qingkui's body trembled, and a little fear suddenly surged in her heart.
Under Lu Qianchuan's gaze, he even had a feeling that his concern was being taken care of by the other party. This kind of thought made him feel a chill for no reason.
Lu Qianchuan said: "You are regretting."
Not interrogative sentences, but declarative sentences.
Liu Qingkui trembled again.
He said stiffly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
Lu Qianchuan didn't argue with him, just maintained a free and easy posture sitting cross-legged, and his tone seemed to be homely: "How are you doing in the devil world?"
Liu Qingkui looked at him warily: "What do you want to ask?"
Lu Qianchuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I want to ask you how you are doing in the devil world."
Liu Qingkui pursed her lips tightly, as if she had no interest in this topic, she just said, "Shoot fast."
Lu Qianchuan: "Then don't fight, let's chat."
Liu Qingkui: "..."
The expected brotherly meeting with jealousy did not happen, and the expected confrontation with swords did not happen.
He was even about to suspect that the person in front of him was not Lu Qianchuan, or the elder brother of Wanlingzong who was always known for his majesty.
He smiled coldly: "It seems that after hanging around with Mo Chenyuan for a long time, the senior brother has become less like a senior senior brother."
Lu Qianchuan corrected with a good temper: "It's not 'being together for a long time', but 'being together'."
Liu Qingkui's complexion can be described as brilliant.
Looking at his expression, Lu Qianchuan could almost guess what he was thinking at this time, so he said, "Are you angry?"
Liu Qingkui bit her lip and did not speak.
Lu Qianchuan looked at him calmly without speaking.
Five years ago, he who had just transmigrated would never have imagined that he and this noisy little junior would have such a relatively silent day.
"What happened at the end of the year, can you tell me why?" Lu Qianchuan said.
Liu Qingkui looked at him expressionlessly: "No reason, the devil said so, so I did."
"Luo Hua Yin will instruct you to ruin my reputation among many immortal heads?" Lu Qianchuan raised his eyebrows.
Liu Qingkui's complexion was almost transparent, his eyes widened, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted: "So what?"
Lu Qianchuan looked at him quietly.
After a while, he said: "I don't know what you were thinking at the time, but I can be sure that after that day, you will regret it."
"In Tianshui Tower, I was in a daze. I always felt as if someone had come to my cell, but when I woke up, there was no one in the room." Lu Qianchuan smiled, "Is that person so afraid to see me?"
Liu Qingkui clenched her fists tightly, and his lower lip was bitten with traces of blood: "Elder brother, auspicious people have their own talents, it's fine if someone secretly helps you, there's no need to tell me." After a pause, he said, "You It has nothing to do with me."
"Okay," Lu Qianchuan nodded, "If that's the case, why do you have to act like a lost dog, and don't even dare to look up at me?"
Liu Qingkui raised her head suddenly: "I didn't—"
Halfway through the speech, he saw Lu Qianchuan staring into his eyes, and he couldn't say the rest of the rebuttal.
It seemed that under the gaze of those glass-colored pupils, all the lies he propped up could not be hidden.
"Qing Kui," Lu Qianchuan picked up Jing Xing and stood up, "Stop it now, there is still time."
Liu Qingkui stared blankly at him for a while, then suddenly showed an extremely ugly smile: "It's too late."
"It's too late."
Ever since he was obsessed with ghosts and chose to frame Master in Bat Wind Palace, everything has been irreversible.
He lowered his head, the scene in front of him became a little blurry for some reason, he stretched out his hand to wipe his face, touched the wetness with his hand, and only then realized that his face was already covered with tears.
Lu Qianchuan walked up to him at some point, rubbed his hair, and sighed in his voice, "I still love to cry so much."
Liu Qingkui bit her lips tightly, desperately trying not to let the sound of crying leak out, but her shoulders still trembled involuntarily, and more and more tears fell on the skirt of her clothes.
"It would be great if we could find out earlier." Lu Qianchuan raised his head and looked at the blue enchantment above his head. "Not everything in this world can be treated as a prank."
"I didn't play any pranks." Liu Qingkui cried so hard that she kept repeating, "I didn't play any pranks."
Lu Qianchuan smiled helplessly, thinking: "You might as well play a prank."
"You all said that Master valued me so much and devoted all his efforts to me. If I don't achieve results in my cultivation, I will be sorry for his painstaking efforts." He reached out to wipe away the tears on his face, and suddenly raised his voice, "Everyone is here. You envy me, and think that I am lucky to be able to worship under the master."
"But who ever thought, would I be willing to do this?!"
"Am I willing to be pointed out every time and pointed out behind my back, saying that my talent can't keep up with you?"
"I am willing to be beaten and scolded by Master every day. Is he not satisfied no matter what?"
"Am I willing to bear the name of 'the next generation of the Palace Master of the Beast Spirit Palace' and be looked at with contempt every day?"
He suddenly roared: "Everyone thinks I have everything, but you have asked me if I would like these? Have you asked me if I like them?"
"Have you ever asked... how should I arrange my sister?"
The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, his whole body was trembling, but he still forced himself to stand upright.
Lu Qianchuan was a little frightened by him, and didn't know what to do for a moment.
After a while, he withdrew his hand on Liu Qingkui's head, and said softly, "Nine times out of ten, the world is unsatisfactory. How can everyone get exactly what they want?"
"Master never asked me," Liu Qingkui said intermittently, out of breath, "he only blamed me for not working hard enough. He only saw me climbing trees and walls. The sweat shed in those nights, He just turns a blind eye."
Lu Qianchuan frowned: "Is this the reason why you framed Uncle Qi?"
No matter how many tears Liu Qingkui shed, even if he was blind from crying, what he did back then in Luofeng City cannot be covered up.
If it weren't for Qin Yufeng and others' vigilance, the team sent by Wan Lingzong might have fallen under Luo Huayin's hands.
And once his scheme succeeds, all signs will point the finger at one person——
Qi Zehua.
Lu Qianchuan couldn't imagine how much Liu Qingkui hated his master to frame his own master so deliberately.
Perhaps his questioning had an effect, Liu Qingkui's crying was strangely much quieter, only her body was still trembling.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I wish he had an accident sooner, so that I don't have to listen to his scolding again."
Lu Qianchuan stared at him silently for a while, then said lightly, "It's a lie."
Liu Qingkui trembled.
"When you entered Tianshui Tower, you took a long pink dress," Lu Qianchuan said, "Where did you get that dress?"
Liu Qingkui gritted her teeth and said nothing.
Seeing this, Lu Qianchuan confirmed his guess even more, and said, "You have prepared that dress a long time ago. You only need to save people after you succeed in framing Master Qi and he is thrown into Tianshui Prison by everyone."
"Am I right?"