I practice tea art in Nvzun World

Chapter 208
Gande Palace.

Long Mingfei frowned,

Young master, are you really in the palace...

How did you become Concubine Shu...

She had a lot of questions in her mind, grabbed a palace man to show the way, Long Mingfei came to Qiande Palace,
There was no servant around the palace, it was deserted and the cold wind was blowing.

"My lord, my lord, Qiande Palace, that's the one... Please let me go..."

"Are you afraid?"

"No, no, my lord, why don't you go in, there is only a dead person inside, there is nothing valuable, let's go to the Kunning Palace, there is the queen's palace, there are many valuable things."

"The dead... who is..."

"Concubine Shu..."

"Concubine Shu?"

"Concubine Shu!"

After killing the palace man with a sword, Long Mingfei stepped into Qiande Palace. The layout of the palace is very exquisite, and it can be seen that its owner is a caring person.

She saw a silhouette lying on the bed, motionless, she opened the curtain, and stared blankly at the man on the bed. The man's lips were slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

Suddenly, Long Mingfei's tears were like a broken kite, and her eldest daughter began to cry silently.

is it you……

How much she hoped that what Gong Nan said was a lie, she would rather not see Zhao Wuyou, so that he would still live in her heart,

It's a pity that that delicate side face can no longer be someone else.

"Young...Master, I have recovered my memory..."

Long Mingfei carefully probed Zhao Wuyou's breath, but there was no sound, she retracted her fingers tremblingly, and gently lifted the quilt,

Zhao Wuyou crossed his arms and lay quietly on the bed, a bit dead still.

His arms were covered with red marks, his body was blue and purple, and there was a deep strangle mark on his neck.

"Master..."

Long Mingfei hooked her head, tears dripping down silently, looking at the beauty's face, the scenes of being with Zhao Wuyou flashed through her mind,

She still remembered that night, Zhao Wuyou curled up in her arms and was hugged to sleep by her,

She still remembered Zhao Wuyou's gentle smile, clear eyes,

She still remembered that she wanted to tell Zhao Wuyou, who had lost her memory, that she loved him, but she kept it deep in her heart and didn't say it out loud.

There was once a sincere love in front of her, but she didn't dare, didn't dare to say it.

Long Mingfei, who was seriously injured and didn't say a word, immediately broke his defense when he saw Zhao Wuyou lying lifeless on the bed.

"Who hurt you like this..."

"who is it……"

You know, no matter in Zhao Mingyue's hands or hers, Zhao Wuyou is treated as a treasure, holding it in the palm of your hand for fear of falling, holding it in your mouth for fear of melting,
Who on earth killed him? That's why he was lying quietly and alone in this Nuoda palace...

he doesn't belong here...

…………

Why is this girl crying so hard, Zhao Wuyou is speechless, isn't she just dead.

From the moment Long Mingfei entered the Qiande Palace, he woke up. The heavens have eyes, and finally a true heroine found him. The fourth girl is still reliable,
Chu Hanyan and Yun Ruojiao only care about his body,

Looking at the rising green tea value, Zhao Wuyou showed a knowing smile, and the familiar smell came back again.

Beautiful!
"Xiaocha, I don't have to pretend to be dead, how can I be resurrected?" Zhao Wuyou contacted the green tea system in his mind,

"Dick! With the green tea system, the host doesn't have to worry, heal the injuries in his body, and return to the peak of Da Luo, just move his fingers..."

Move your fingers?

Being embraced by Long Mingfei, according to the instructions of the green tea system, Zhao Wuyou's fingers trembled slightly,
The former was in extreme sadness and didn't notice this scene, but the sword spirit of Demon Sword saw it,
She understood that Zhao Wuyou didn't die at all, the vitality in his body was sealed, and Long Mingfei hugged him, he was about to break through the seal, his fingers trembled, but he failed.

Perhaps, Zhao Wuyou could hear Long Mingfei's voice right now.

In short, she only needs to use secret techniques to awaken the vitality in Zhao Wuyou's body,
The reason why she wants Zhao Wuyou to be her host is because Zhao Wuyou has a special physique. Compared with ordinary people, he must have a very high threshold of evil spirit.
Moreover, Zhao Wuyou's appearance is one in a million, and his heart is pure and clean. When he becomes the host of the magic sword, after his death, his own soul will enter the sword spirit space,

At that time, she can choose not to devour Zhao Wuyou's soul, but to cultivate it into her own spiritual companion. After all, he has never had a spiritual relationship with anyone, and Zhao Wuyou's soul is still a virgin.

.........

"You want him to live?"

A dull female voice flashed across the sea of ​​faces.

Long Mingfei was stunned, she subconsciously looked at Demon Sword, the sword spirit said this, could it be that she has a way to bring people back to life, save Zhao Wuyou,
"Master Sword Spirit, do you have a way to save the young master?"

"Zhao Wuyou is dead. However, when I was picked up by you just now, I saw the vitality in his body. He seemed to be awakened by you. Maybe, he is also unwilling to die. I have a way, maybe I can recall it. Zhao Wuyou's soul, repair the wounds in his body, and revive him again..."

"Really? Lord Sword Spirit, how much blood sacrifice do you need?" Long Mingfei said in surprise,
Seeing that Long Mingfei is very good, Jian Ling is very satisfied,
"10 people, this secret technique consumes a lot of life energy. After using it, my vitality will be seriously injured. Therefore, you need to sacrifice 10 people in blood. In addition, you must be mentally prepared to kill 10 people at once. , you may be attacked by evil spirits and die, and you will never recover, and you will never be reborn, you will die, have you thought about it?"

"He'll come back to life, won't he..."

"I'm not 100% sure, I'm only half sure, unless you sacrificed 15 people with blood, I can only guess..."

"Okay, 15 people..." Long Mingfei interrupted. Yesterday, 4 people were sacrificed at one time, and her soul was almost dragged into hell.

Now that Sword Spirit asked her to sacrifice 15 people with blood, Long Mingfei didn't feel at all that she still had hope of surviving.
However, she has a long life and a poor life. She should have starved to death in Qingshan Town two years ago. Zhao Wuyou is different. He was born pure and clean, so he should live a good life.
Instead of lying alone in this cold palace,

I'm going to die, it's worth it.

"Um……"

.........

15 million people,

There are more than [-] people outside the city. If it is not enough, killing some ordinary civilians should be enough.

"Master, I have no regrets in my heart to die for you..."

.........

"puff!"

The ground shook again, and with brute force, Hongjie couldn't smash the mask for a while.
I saw her fox tail slammed down, the light mask creaked and bent down violently, a large depression was pushed out, and it was pressed to the ground forcefully.

Squashed a large number of officers and soldiers.

This scene stunned everyone,

Everyone's heart was cold, who designed the mask in the first place, wouldn't it be a bit tougher, bending it would kill people...

"Give me back my husband!" Hong Jie did the same thing. Although she couldn't break the shield, it didn't affect her from killing people.

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