Chapter 131
Su Qionghua tried to persuade Dongfang Zhongqing, but Dongfang Zhongqing said that he would rather die than see Mu Yao's figure, and he was unwilling to admit this tragedy at all.

The news of the fall of the Oriental Bewitching quickly spread throughout the world. For this strange and legendary girl, before everyone waited for her counterattack, it had already become the talk of everyone after dinner.

pain--

From the moment she became conscious, Mu Yao felt pain all over her body as if being run over by a heavy truck.

In the drowsy state, she felt that someone was always by her side to take care of her, healed her wounds, checked her wounds, and finally closed the door and left.

I don't know how many days and nights passed, and finally she woke up from the nightmare.

Looking at the quaint wooden house, she reached out and squeezed her face.

Isn't it, it's all like that and still not dead?This original book is really against the sky!
She turned over and got off the bed, her eyes stopped on the hanger again, where there was a black cloak, which was a man's clothes, and from the patterns on it, it could be seen that it belonged to the Yaozu.

In the original book, it didn't say who rescued Dongfang Muyao, but only knew that after her return, she targeted the hero and heroine in various ways.

Mu Yao frowned, she didn't want to have anything to do with the cruel and vicious Yaozu.

After walking, she pressed her heart, and it still hurts.

When she opened the door, she was stunned by the sight in front of her. The house was built at the foot of the mountain. When she went out, she could see a crystal-clear river with small bridges, singing birds and flowers. If it was possible, this place could be regarded as a paradise that would make her want to stay.

But she knew that she couldn't stay, the person who saved her might have some idea, it would be bad if she was really asked to attack Lin Qingli.

She began to check the communication spirit jade, and found that it had already been broken, and those people could not be contacted.

She didn't know where it was, she was still wounded and couldn't control the sword, walking along the foot of the mountain, she encountered a few patrolling demon soldiers one after another on the road, and then she confirmed that this was the demon clan.

By accident, she hid in the dark and heard a few demon soldiers complaining.

"His Highness Zhan Ling doesn't go to the barracks very often recently, you don't know, he brought a woman from Liangfeng Mountain that day."

"How rare, our demon king has so many women, as a brother, it is natural that we should do our part."

"Have you heard of another incident? The female patriarch of Yuyin Villa died."

"Su Qionghua is dead?"

"No, no, it's that Dongfang Bewitching, Dongfang Zhongqing's younger sister, who made a fuss before, saying that it was a prophecy, that she would become a co-lord in the future, and she died unexpectedly. It's a terrible death."

"Is there still such a thing? Could it be that our demon king made a move? After all, we must prevent problems before they happen."

"Our Demon King disdains to do this kind of thing. Who is she to blame for her own life? So far, the Daomeng has not found the murderer. What a bunch of waste."

"When I came back from the ghost clan, I saw a man from the Dao League crying in the Wangchuan River. I laughed so hard. He just went to find the soul of the Oriental Bewitch, but he didn't find anything. Day and night at the Wangchuan River, the ghost king over there couldn't help but send people to hunt him down."

"The people of Yuyin Villa are dying!"

Mu Yao frowned, it must be Dongfang's love.

Then he is in danger. It is too late to send someone to find him after returning to Yuyin Villa by himself, so let's go to the ghost clan.

While she was thinking, a man in black clothes had already walked up to the group of demon soldiers, and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Mu Yao immediately shrunk back again, staring closely at the man's back.

For some reason, she finds this figure so familiar...

After a while, they all dispersed, Mu Yao heaved a sigh of relief, and decisively walked out of the mountain towards the direction of the ghost clan.

Because of her frail body, she walked for five full days before arriving at that place.

It was more lively than the last time she came here, she wrapped her clothes tightly, and before reaching the bank of Wangchuan River, she heard the bustling cheers inside.

"Fool! What a fool! I've been staying there for a few days, and I'm about to die and want to save others!"

"Hahaha, Lord Ghost King thinks he's annoying, and he can't even drive him away. He's going to freeze to death there."

"I'm really going to freeze to death, Houhou, it's very cold in the river."

In the glowing Wangchuan River, from time to time, dark green or blue souls float by, like small fish walking under the ice.

But now, in the glacier surrounded by thousands of ghosts, there is a white shadow. He is constantly searching for every soul that swims in the river. His whole body has been soaked by the cold river water, and he calls out the nickname of Mu Yao: "Miao Miao! Where are you! Miao Miao..."

The ghosts on the shore are applauding, as if enjoying an interesting farce.

Mu Yao walked to the river in a sense of loss, and wanted to call Dongfang Zhongqing's name to let him come up, but at this moment, the man turned his head, and Mu Yao's eyes widened instantly!

He is not Dongfang Zhongqing, but Luo Nanzhou!
All of a sudden, her whole mind was confused. She didn't have time to think why Luo Nanzhou would save herself. After all, it was a human life. She pushed away the ghost and stretched out her hand to him: "Nanzhou!"

Luo Nanzhou heard the haunting voice, followed the voice with his glazed eyes, and saw the face that made him miss him so much.

He thought he was dreaming, and stumbled towards the shore: "Miao Miao."

Only then did he realize that his lips had turned purple from the cold, his face was as pale as paper, and his body was also crumbling.

"You come up first, it's too dangerous."

Mu Yao stretched out her hand towards him, Luo Nanzhou wanted to touch her hand to feel if she was real, but as soon as he finished speaking, he fell into her arms.

Mu Yao hugged him tightly, her mind was still blank.

For her, she felt that Su Qionghua's coming to save her was more real than what happened in front of her eyes, but this happened in front of her.

And on the stones on the river bank, densely packed with his own name, Zhang Miao.

She dragged him out of the water, and at some point, the ghosts behind gave way, and a tall woman stood in front of Mu Yao.

"Are you still alive?" Tang Linge murmured, "In the past two months, no matter how many times I tell you, the people from the Taoist League always come to you. Later, I set up guards, but this kid still sneaked over I can't even drive away."

There are ghosts around respectfully calling her Ghost King, Mu Yao was stunned, then coughed a few times, and said: "I will remember the kindness of seniors that day, and I will definitely repay it in the future."

"You don't need to repay me. It was the little girl named Lin Qingli who would rather sacrifice her soul to let me help you. If you want to repay, you can repay her." Tang Linge looked at the unconscious Luo Nanzhou thoughtfully: "This kid is quite infatuated. If you don't come, he will really freeze to death."

Mu Yao frowned, the yin energy here is too heavy for him to heal his wounds, she quickly said: "Then I'll go first, thank you senior."

(End of this chapter)

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