Although Bai Qinghou had already prepared for him to know everything, after hearing this, he still shook suddenly, and couldn't help but shudder.

And his fat body also began to tremble up and down, as if a flat rubber tire had been affected by an internal force, and it swayed differently, and said coldly to Lan Yutang:

I wanted you to live two more days, but now it seems that if I let you live a few more days, I'm afraid I'll have to live a few days less.

Lan Yutang rubbed the index finger of his right hand lightly on his nose, as if he was thinking about something.

Then, lift the hem of your dress and slowly jump off the table.

Although his snow-white boots had been soaked in groundwater and lost their original color and were wet, he did not show the slightest discomfort.

He slowly paced to the window, opened the window, took a deep breath of the cool breeze in the middle of the night in the late autumn season, sighed slightly, and then turned to look at Bai Qinghou, and said: Is it because I already know your secret, so you want to kill me?

Bai Qinghou was sneering.

If he usually laughs like a kind big fat pig, then, at this moment, he laughs like a hungry big bear.

And when his hungry big bear looked at Lan Yutang, he suddenly showed a mouthful of sharp teeth like an elephant, exuding a vicious and cruel aura, and said:

Hmph, as long as you know this secret, you must die, I don't want my twenty years of accumulation to be ruined, not to mention, not to mention......

Speaking of this, he looked at the corpse of Qingyan who was curled up in the corner and covered with clothes, and suddenly showed a desolate expression on his face, and said: What's more, you still killed her?

Hearing this, the red willow, who had been silent, didn't know where the courage came from at the moment, and suddenly blocked in front of Lan Yutang, and shouted at Bai Qinghou: Qingyan was not killed by him.

Bai Qinghou's fat sleeves suddenly moved, and Hongliu's face was slapped heavily, if Lan Yutang hadn't helped her in time, she would definitely have fallen.

Hongliu covered her red and swollen cheeks and glared at Bai Qinghou angrily.

Bai Qinghou walked to the corner where Qingyan was curled up, squatted down, gently stroked Qingyan's already cold and stiff face, and said fiercely:

Although you didn't kill Qingyan with your own hands, Qingyan did die because of you, if it weren't for your immortal phoenix breaking her "Breeze Miasma" and breaking her Ten Thousand Tribulations Viper Array, how could she have died under Xiang Fang's knife?

Lan Yutang patted Hongliu's shoulder, touched the red and swollen right cheek on her face, full of love, and then, blocking her behind her, sighed slightly, and said:

You're right, although I didn't kill Beren, but Beren died because of me, and this time, it was indeed me who hurt her.

Hongliu looked at the green smoke lying on the ground, and then looked at Bai Qinghou again, as if she suddenly remembered something, and said: Are you with her......

Bai Qinghou snorted coldly, casually hugged Qingyan's corpse in his arms, and said coldly: Do you think that a woman can really stay in this kind of place for twenty years?

Lan Yutang couldn't help but sigh, crossed his hands on his chest, and the flower protection bell on the immortal jade flute was shaken by the evening breeze blowing in from the window, and said:

I understand what you mean, everyone thinks that men can't do without women, in fact, in many cases, women are also inseparable from men.

No matter how strong and brave this woman seems on weekdays, most of the time, they still have to rely on men.

And within this radius of hundreds of miles, the man who is really worth relying on seems to be the only one who waits for you, oh, no, to be precise, it should be the huge force behind you who is an imposter of Bai Qingwait.

Bai Qinghou looked at him, stood up suddenly, and said coldly: It seems that you know too much, do you think I really don't dare to kill you?

Lan Yutang smiled bitterly, and the flower protection bell on the immortal jade flute was blown louder by the wind, like the sorrowful cry of a phoenix in the flames, and then, looking at Bai Qinghou with a sad and indignant face, said:

I know that you have always wanted to kill me, and from the first step I entered the sphere of influence of your Golden Villa, you hated to break me to pieces, but you didn't dare to kill me.

It's not that you don't feel like you can't kill me, but because you already know my identity and know that I have received an order to kill Hongmen Honghui.

Now, if you kill me, it means that you don't obey the palace master's orders, and you know better than me what will happen if you disobey the palace master's orders, right?

Bai Qinghou was stunned again, as if he didn't expect that he had seen through all the thoughts in his heart, but then he calmed down again and said:

You...... Yes, I would love not to disobey that man's orders, but now I have to kill you, because you know so much.

Speaking of this, he suddenly had a short knife in his hand.

This is a very ordinary knife, more than a foot long.

The blade of the sword is neither as light and compelling as the sword of the white light clothes, nor as simple and heavy as the sword of the thirty sword, nor as light and thin as the short knife of the fast sword.

Although the knife was very short, it looked indescribably dull, and at suddenly it looked like it was made of lead, so blunt that it was even rusty.

However, Bai Qinghou wants to use such a short knife to kill people, is there a mistake?

Such a knife is not to say that it is a murderer, but it is probably a little powerless to use it to cut tofu.

However, when Bai Qinghou took the short knife, the expression on his face had changed, and he became firm and confident, like a blacksmith holding a hammer and a chef holding a spoon.

He gently wiped the blunt blade with his sleeve, as if he was hugging an old friend who had been separated for many years, and then, he couldn't help but sigh and said slowly:

Twenty years, twenty years, I haven't used this sword in twenty years, and since I became Bai Qinghou, I thought I would never use such a sword again.

However, I did not expect that today, twenty years later, when even I have to forget my true identity, I will have to pick up this sword again.

Lan Yutang was looking at the immortal jade flute in his hand that was as red as blood and as gorgeous as a rose, and he also sighed and said lightly:

Since it has been so long since this knife has been used, for now, I advise you to think about it in the long run, and it is better not to use it again.

Because using a sword is actually the same as riding a horse, when you don't ride a horse for a long time and get back on the horse, you will fall off the horse, and if you haven't used a sword for a long time, you will also be rusty.

Now, if you don't kill someone with this sword that hasn't been used in a long time, but instead kill yourself, that's no fun.

What's more, I'm a well-known phoenix in the rivers and lakes who can't die, if I am really killed by such a short sword like yours that has almost rusted and blunted, I really don't know what Lord Yama will think?