Chapter 719
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"Of course, I will kill him. The envoy of Nanyue died in the palace of the Feng Kingdom. Moreover, he is the favorite of the emperor of Nanyue. I believe that if the emperor of Nanyue finds out …"
Hong Fuyi smiled.
By that time, it would be a small matter whether they could still form an alliance …
If the emperor of Nanyue lost his right-hand man, he would definitely ask Feng Jiuqing for an explanation.
Shen Yueji crossed her arms in front of her chest, "If so, why don't you kill him?"
"Kill, of course, I will kill him."
Hong Fuyi revealed a playful look. He bent down and stared at Qing Xuan for a while, "I heard that the National Preceptor of Nanyue, Qing Xuan, loves masks. For many years, the mask has never left his body, and no one has ever seen his true face. Today, I would like to see how a cruel person like the National Preceptor of Nanyue looks like."
When Hong Fuyi reached out his hand, Qing Xuan wanted to dodge.
However, he was injured by Hong Fuyi and could not move. He could only watch as Hong Fuyi took off his mask.
However, the craftsmanship of the mask was very ingenious. It was as if it was to guard against him. Hong Fuyi tried to take it off a few times, but he could not take it off. It was as if it was stuck on his face.
If he pulled it too hard, the eyes under the mask would squint. It was obvious that he was in pain.
Shen Yueji looked and felt a little more curious. She squatted down in front of Hong Fuyi and stared at the two of them. One of them pulled his mask down, and the other frowned in pain.
"Is this mask worn on his face or is it stuck on his face?"
"Of course it is not stuck on his face. This mask has its own secret."
When he could not take it off after a few tries, Hong Fuyi gave up. He took out a dagger from his wide sleeve and stabbed Qing Xuan's wrist. In a split second, blood gushed out.
His face looked normal. The dagger was stained with a few drops of his blood and dripped on the mask.
At a speed that was visible to the naked eye, the mask was changing color rapidly. It turned red, and in the end, it slowly became less hard on his face.
"This is …"
Shen Yueji was curious.
"He's doing this to prevent people from taking off his mask and peeking at his face. Without fresh blood, no one can take off his mask. "
This was something he had only heard of. After roaming the Jianghu for so many years, what he loved the most was to find out about such things.
At first, he thought that such a rumor was just a rumor. It was not until Hong Fuyi could not take off the mask on his face that he realized that it was true and not just a rumor.
The mask was slowly taken off. Both of their gazes landed on the man's face at the same time. Almost in an instant, both of their gazes seemed to be fixed on him.
No matter if it was Shen Yueji or Hong Fuyi, they had seen all kinds of beauties. Even Hong Fuyi himself could be said to be more beautiful than any man or woman in the world. However, Nan Yue's Qing Xuan was even more beautiful.
In the human world, there was a phrase used to describe beauties: devastatingly beautiful and matchless.
However, this was only used to describe the beauties of the mortal world. For someone like Qingxuan, even if she was a celestial being, it could not be described in the language of celestials.
Why was she wearing a mask when she was so beautiful?
The two of them didn't have to look for long before the skin, which was so beautiful that it could change the color of heaven and earth, gradually shrank and turned black. In the end, it actually merged with his bones.
The black bones were so thin that it seemed like only the head was left.
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