The sky changed suddenly, and the golden light spread across the earth, but in an instant it was covered by thick dark clouds. The undercurrent of the vast earth surging, as if a squally rain is brewing between the vast world.

Lu Ming leaned on the mahogany soft chair in the yard, resting his eyes slightly closed. Although it looks leisurely, but my heart is a little disturbed.

Lu Ming's hunch has always been more accurate, thinking of recent events, he can't help but feel exhausted. But he was still unable to escape the huge vortex of the He family. On the one hand, his strength was not enough. On the other hand, He Yuanqi had been staring at him very closely recently. There are eyeliners around the house. Even if he sneezes, the news may reach He Yuanqi's ears soon, let alone escape.

It was getting late, and the dark clouds were weighing down, as if it were about to rain heavily. Lu Ming opened his eyes, planning to enter the house to avoid the rain, but was suddenly attracted by a faint sound.

The noise came from inside the house. Lu Ming's face remained calm, but secretly condensed the aura in his palm, and he stepped up and slowly approached the door of the room.

Lu Ming's heart raised his throat, and he raised his hand to push the door in. Suddenly, the door was pushed through a gap, and a hand extending from the inside quickly pulled him in.

Before Lu Ming could exclaim, he was dragged into the room. The other party stretched out his hand to cover his mouth tightly, and slammed him against the wall, unable to move.

Lu Ming was horrified, and he raised his hand in a conditioned reflex. The man was caught off guard, snorted, and leaned forward, his head resting on Lu Ming's shoulder.

"Don't move, it's me." A muffled voice came from his ears.

Lu Ming was stunned and turned his head to look aside. A pair of black eyes like black jade inadvertently crashed into his eyes, as if a pool of quiet water, full of glazed radiance, was now looking at him with a little grievance. With her lips pressed tightly, Junyi's jade-like cheeks are so close to Luming that her pores can be clearly seen.

Lu Ming retracted his gaze, turned away a little uncomfortably, and said, "Sang Wusheng, you..."

Sang Wusheng immediately let go of him when he heard the words, and the strong sense of oppression instantly pulled away, which made Lu Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But I was thinking in my heart, this Sang Wusheng doesn’t look about the same size as him, and he has such a momentum. Sure enough, the protagonist’s aura is so cool... Wait, as the biggest boss in this article, is he? It shouldn't be the first to overwhelm the opponent in aura, how could he be bluffed instead. Lu Ming patted his head vigorously, determined to take the initiative next time.

Sang Wusheng looked at the tangled Lu Ming, and said lightly: "I am here today to take you to a good show."

Lu Ming was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but open his mouth and asked: "A good show?"

Sang Wusheng nodded, his expression narrowed and said, "I hope you won't blame me then."

Lu Ming was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, the corner of his eyes raised slightly and said: "If this is the case, then let's go."

Sang Wusheng was a little confused by the fluttering style of the corners of his eyebrows. He turned his head stiffly, his eyelashes trembled a little, and then he said, "You don't want to ask what it is about?"

Lu Ming curled up his lips and smiled: "Anyway, I will go anyway, why do I have to ask."

Sang Wusheng stretched his eyebrows and felt better for some reason, and said softly to him, "You follow me."

Lu Ming nodded, and was about to push the door out. Suddenly he remembered the eyeliner outside the house and hesitated: "We just walked out like this, is it really okay?"

Sang Wusheng wrote lightly: "Those people have already been solved by me, it's okay."

Lu Ming was slightly embarrassed, what kind of expression should be used to face this domineering president's sense of sight.

When the two left the house, Lu Ming followed Sang Wusheng and walked forward. The distance between the two was always half a meter, and it remained the same from beginning to end. Sang Wusheng was a little amused, and the corner of his eyes swept towards Lu Ming behind him involuntarily. His lips were tightly pressed and his expression was serious. It suddenly reminded Sang Wusheng that in the mysterious space where there is no change of seasons and the flow of time, the other party seemed to be Also kept this expression.

An inexplicable helplessness suddenly appeared in Sang Wusheng's heart. Why was this person so guarded when he faced him? Obviously, when he faced Jing Mo's identity and faced him day and night, he always had a warm and sunny appearance, how come everything changed when he got here.

Thinking of this, Sang Wusheng glanced at Lu Ming very displeasedly, turned his head and pursed his mouth without saying a word. He was jealous of Jing Mo in his heart. Uh, although Jing Mo is still himself, but he just feels extremely upset.

Lu Ming was stared at the alarm bell by Sang Wusheng's inexplicable cold eyes, and a bad premonition rose in his heart. Could it be that Sang Wusheng had already begun to treat himself as a strong enemy so early? What exactly did he do to make him so unhappy?

As a result, the two walked silently all the way for half an hour. Sang Wusheng was eating his own jealousy, while Lu Ming was racking his brains to recall what he had said wrong.

After walking for a while, Sang Wusheng suddenly stopped in front of a tall building, and said in a deep voice, "Here."

Lu Ming paused, looked up, and said clearly: "This is the library of the He family."

Sang Wusheng nodded, and then said: "Grab your breath, I'll take you up, don't stun the snake."

Lu Ming gave a hum, and quickly put away his breath. Sang Wusheng immediately approached him and stretched out his hand to embrace Luming's waist. Before he could react, his whole person was carried into the sky by a sudden wind.

The sound of the wind whizzed past his ears, and the sight quickly flicked down. Lu Ming was so frightened that his face turned pale. Seeing the ground getting farther and farther away from him, he couldn't help but shiver and clutched Sang Wusheng's sleeves tightly. , I close my eyes and dare not look down.

The corners of Sang Wusheng's mouth raised slightly, and with a strong leap, he led Luming to stop on the huge carved wooden window next to the tall building, where there was just enough room for two people.

Lu Ming looked out the window with lingering fear, patted the position of his chest, and gave Sang Wusheng a cold stare by the way. Shouldn't such a dangerous action be reminded in advance so that he may be mentally prepared? This Sang Wusheng was deliberate.

Sang Wusheng was also not angry, but grabbed Lu Ming's hand, and gently stroked Lu Ming's palm with his fingertips, and wrote, "There are people upstairs."

Lu Ming was a little itchy in his palms due to Sang Wusheng's movements. He couldn't help but pull his hands back, pricking his ears to listen to the movements coming from upstairs from time to time.

"In any case, when things are done, you must let me go." A woman's voice suddenly rose.

Lu Ming was shocked. He never expected that the speaker was He Qingci's biological mother, Xu Chouyan.

"It's easy to let you go," the low and gentle voice said, "but you must guarantee that he can completely belong to me."

The speaker was He Yuanqi. Lu Ming's heart was awe-inspiring, and his expression tightened. Who is the "him" in He Yuanqi's mouth?

Suddenly, Xu Chouyan snorted coldly, with a sarcasm and mean tone, and said in a tone that Lu Ming had never heard before: "Who would have thought that the well-known He Yuanqi, the owner of the He family, is actually a **** who would never let his own son go. Woolen cloth?"

He Yuanqi chuckled lightly, and then said faintly: "Who would have thought that the second lady of the He family, who is always meek and cowardly, is actually the legendary bloodthirsty demon girl Rong Yue?"

Lu Ming's heart trembled, his eyes sank suddenly, and he grasped Sang Wusheng's hand and slowly clenched it tightly.

Xu Chouyan said coldly: "It was really helpless to marry you at the beginning, and He Qingci is not my biological child. Over the years, the worms buried deep in his body have been fed with elixir every day, and it has now passed. In five years, the worm has matured. After fifteen days, the worm will definitely break out. If you succeed in seizing the house by then, you can set a fire to burn down my house."

He Yuanqi said, "Is the person who died for you gone?"

Xu Chouyan said indifferently: "I have raised Fu Shu for so many years, it is time for her to repay me."

Hearing these words, Lu Ming undoubtedly set off a huge wave in his heart, and all doubts suddenly became clear.

As one of the four major refining clan in the cultivation world, the eldest son, He Qingci, is still honorable even though he was born. How can Liu Xuyun be bullied to such a situation by the eldest son with excellent qualifications all year round to destroy the spiritual roots? □□. It turned out that He Yuanqi secretly manipulated everything behind his back, and with the help of Liu Xunyun, he took the elixir all the year round to support the worms in his body, just to successfully seize the extremely gifted skin of He Qingci.

After all, Liu Xuyun is just a chess piece that He Yuanqi placed next to Lu Ming. He Qingqiu's previous conspiracy may have been seen through by He Yuanqi long ago. He just watched him coldly, waiting for He Qingci to be detained on the Chiyu Mountain, where almost no one set foot, just to make it easy for him to seize the house.

In this way, even if He Qingci died on Chiyu Mountain, no one would be suspicious. It was only in the midway that something changed, and Lu Ming unexpectedly exposed He Qingqiu's conspiracy, which disrupted He Yuanqi's plan.

Lu Ming's back was chilly, thinking of He Qingci's tragic experience in this life, he couldn't help feeling desolate and cold. Not for the danger that he is about to face, but for He Qingci, the villain in the book who eventually lost his soul.

He Qingci's short life has been doomed to a tragic ending since the day he was born. He was stuck in the whirlpool, unable to extricate himself, and had to struggle desperately to escape. When he finally left the He family, thinking that he had finally gained a new life, he found that the net entwined around him had already melted into flesh and blood unknowingly, and he could not escape in this life.

How sad, how sad.