1509: C1509 The Story That I Wanted to Take to the Grave

C1509 The Story That I Wanted to Take to the Grave

"I know that your martial arts are very powerful. Even an expert like my brother might not be a match for you, not to mention me. "However, if I wanted to kill you, even if you had nine lives, you would still be dead. After all these years, I've had far too many chances to get rid of you. However, I didn't do that."

Hee Xiucheng crossed his legs, swung his feet and said: "Because I have a wish, and that is to use you to wear down the Broken Army."

"So that's how it is. No wonder in the years that you've officially taken over the Military Advisor, not only did the organization not get any stronger, it even started to show signs of shrinking." In recent years, a few of the more important people in the organization have all encountered mishaps. Especially the matter of the Broken Army Branch in South America. So it was all you -- I see. "

A look of disbelief appeared on Aunt Yin's face, but her pale complexion gradually turned rosy. The wrinkles on her face also slowly disappeared. Her eyes grew larger and appeared before her eyes. Her eyes began to flow like a woman in her early thirties.

Noticing the obvious changes on Aunt Yin's appearance, Hee Xiucheng pursed his lips. His casual expression was replaced by nervousness as his left hand quietly reached under the cushion of the sofa.

There was a loaded pistol hidden underneath. If Aunt Yin made even the slightest movement, Hee Xiucheng would unhesitatingly pull it out and pull the trigger!

"Xiucheng, do you know how much effort I put into nurturing you? Even if you are very unhappy that I'm using you and don't want my Hee Family to be implicated by the Broken Army, you can definitely tell me this right away. You don't want to be a strategist, why did you have to give your consent on the surface and then secretly plot against us? "

Aunt Yin's appearance slowly changed, just like in science fiction, strange, magical and natural.

After she finished speaking, her hair was still full of gray. However, her appearance, her skin, her figure, her eyes, and even the hint of elegance at the corner of her mouth … all of them were living young women.

Aunt Yin lifted her hand and removed the hair clip from her hair.

Her hair flowed down like water like a waterfall.

She gently shook her head, causing the water to ripple.

Earlier, it was an old woman who was about 60 years old, but now, she was at least 30 years younger.

In the dark room, there was an indescribable feeling of spring.

Everyone should have seen Aunt Yin's true colors in the game, which was how she looked like.

Her beauty had a strange charm to it that made Hee Xiucheng's breathing become heavier. He stared at her as if he was staring at a cobra raising its head at him.

Aunt Yin shook off her slippers. A pair of jade-like feet gently stepped on the cold floor, giving off a suffocating feeling.

Aunt Yin raised her chin and closed her eyes as her soft gray hair flowed down. Her slender neck immediately reminded her of a swan. She let out a sigh that sounded like weeping, yet also like Shen Yin, "Hey, Xiucheng, why did you do that?"

Hee Xiucheng's left hand had already grabbed the pistol hidden under the sofa cushion.

He had been hiding this pistol for close to ten years.

Every ten years, whenever he was in this villa, he would sit on this sofa.

That spear was like his one and only Lover, it could give him an indescribable peace of mind.

He believed that when Aunt Yin finally tore off the face of someone who doted on him and wanted to do something to him, his Lover would stand out and help him deal with the thing that he had wanted to do for a long time but had never dared to do — kill Aunt Yin!

Hee Xiucheng Mo arrived at his Lover and placed his left index finger under the sofa cushion on the trigger. He immediately calmed down and said lightly: "Aunt Yin, do you think you'll let me go even if I tell you frankly?"

Slowly lowering her head, Aunt Yin looked at Hee Xiucheng with her watery eyes and muttered: "Why can't I let you go? Don't forget, you're the only man I've ever had in my life — ever since you were thirteen, I've vowed never to let another man touch me again. I've given you everything, including body and feelings. Countless nights, when you were sleeping, I would foolishly stand in front of your window and look at you … "

"Shut up!"

Hee Xiucheng suddenly screamed and stood up with a gun in his left hand.

Aunt Yin shut her mouth, looked at Jack, and a sad look slowly appeared on her face. Just like a wife who had been abandoned by her husband, Aunt Yin's lively eyes were filled with mist as she whispered, "Xiucheng, do you really want to kill me?"

"You witch, you old witch!"

Hee Xiucheng's handsome face was completely distorted, his body trembled, but only the hand holding the gun was steady as a rock, and his voice was filled with endless malice: "You are my mother's blood sister, but when I was thirteen years old, you seduced me like a poisonous snake, causing me to be completely lost in your facial expression, unable to free myself, which is why you followed your conspiracy, walking on the road of no return step after step!"

"Yin Jinhua, I don't know if you've thought about it, but even if I don't awaken, I'll still act according to your wishes. However, when you die one day, how will you still have the face to see her?"2

Hee Xiucheng was pulling the trigger with his index finger and using his strength slowly. A cruel smile appeared on his ferocious face.

"Why should I be ashamed to see her?"

Aunt Yin didn't seem to notice that Hee Xiucheng was about to open fire. She narrowed her eyes slightly, as if recalling something, "Because we are related by being struck by lightning. She was the one who arranged this."

"What!?"

Aunt Yin's last sentence was like a clap of thunder that made Hee Xiucheng dumbfounded. "It was all her … she arranged it?"

"Let me tell you a story. This story has been pressing on my heart for many years. I thought that I would never have the chance to tell it in my life. I would have brought it into the grave with a smile."

Aunt Yin sighed softly, her tone filled with grief. "Are you listening?"

Hee Xiucheng slowly sat down, but the gun was still pointed at her, so he slightly relaxed his grip on the trigger.

People have curiosity, men and women alike.

Especially this story. It also contained too many secrets. For example, why would Hee Xiucheng's mother arrange for her own sister to seduce her son with her voice?

"Many years ago, the Yan Family in Sichuan, which was well-versed in the art of changing one's face, was considered a Wealthy Class and had experienced many dynasties without being defeated. This is because the people of the Prairie had finally opened the gates of Xiangyang City to occupy the Central Plains and when their families thought that the Yan Family was about to usher in the family's most glorious era, they became one of the most powerful families in the world."

Aunt Yin's voice was very soft, as if she was sleep-talking, but she was very clear, "The reason my family members have this kind of confidence is because they are important members of the Anggui Cult. The people of the prairie also consider it their duty to overturn the Central Plains and restore Lou Lan to their former glory … The fact that the people of the prairie were able to take down the Xiangyang City, which has been as firm as a rock for several years, is closely related to their Yan Family. "

Back then, Xiangyang City had been under the protection of Lu Wenhuan. It had been a lonely city that had dragged the iron grade grass weapons under Xiangyang City for six years, greatly undermining the savanna people's grand plan of going south to lead horses and unite the Central Plains.

The people of the prairie who specialized in field combat had suffered terrible losses in the attack on the rock-hard Xiangyang City.

At that time, Xiangyang City was a lone city, and every time it received food, it had to pay a huge price. It was in this environment that the people of the prairie, who had wholeheartedly struggled to break free of Anggui Cult, were finally forced to use the power of the Church.

A man named Yan Bingwen from the Yan Family of the sect, with Yan Family as his family's order, followed the rescue team. After a bloody battle, he finally entered Xiangyang City.

Yan Bingwen was a spy that the people of the prairie had arranged for him to stay in Xiangyang City.

The bravest fighter, Yan Bingwen, quickly received great support from Lu Wenhuan and had him take charge of defending the North Gate.

Yan Bingwen went to guard the gate, and the result was obvious even with his feet. In short, after being besieged for six years, Xiangyang City, which had made the people of the prairie helpless, was finally destroyed. Lu Wenhuan had beaten the enemy down, claiming that he had run out of food and resources.

But Yan Family knew that all of this was an excuse, and the true reason for the destruction of the city, was actually because of Yan Family.

The people of the prairie had witnessed the power of Anggui Cult, and it was just as Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty, had said: How can you let others snore by your side of the bed?

The plainsman was shocked by the strength of his Anggui Cult and worried that he would suffer a backlash. After stabilizing the world, he quickly began his plan of cleansing the Anggui Cult.

The Anggui Cult, which he had originally thought would be sitting together with the people of the grassland on top of the Myriad Miles Rivers and Mountains, was instantly destroyed.

"It was a night when a Red Moon was in the sky, and on the fifteenth day of the seventh month. Legend has it that it was the day the gates of hell opened, and the night was filled with a faint white mist that made the moon look even stranger and more frightening."

Aunt Yin stood up and walked over to the fridge.

The way she walked was very beautiful. Her waist was as soft as a willow that had been blown by the wind. Every step she took was filled with an indescribable gentleness.

Hee Xiucheng was stunned. He quickly looked away, but soon, his eyes locked onto that figure from the corner of his eyes.

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