snake coffin

Chapter 1034 Nothing

I heard Feng Wangshu mention the volume of snake pattern classics and the marriage contract with Moxiu again.

I didn’t know for a moment whether she really wanted to marry Mo Xiu, or whether she wanted to make me angry.

But talking with her, Mo Xiu can at least save the hostages who have been exchanged, and I don't want to get entangled in these emotional problems anymore.

Hearing Feng Wangshu's words, Mo Xiu's face obviously moved, but he still said to me: "I'll come as soon as I go, you all get ready to save people first."

I nodded, and said to He Ji: "Let's bury the body with the soil."

Such a scene is really a bit... cruel.

In Qingshui Town, those hostages who were exchanged were also somewhat sober and saw the drawing with their own eyes.

Some of the Feiyumen's women could no longer bear the strong smell of blood and began to vomit.

They gathered together in twos and threes, with a look of fear on their faces.

They all heard what Feng Wangshu said just now!
He Ji sighed, and glanced at Hu Yise who was tied up. He didn't need to whisk the dust anymore. Instead, he pinched a formula and tapped lightly on the ground, preparing to attract the soil.

On the other hand, Cangling said: "I'll do it."

I saw him leading the bamboo roots to turn over like a snake, the soil was split open like a plow, and then he pulled down the corpses one by one.

The bamboo roots swept over, and even the remnants were rolled down.

Green bamboos soared into the sky again, Cang Ling raised his hand and tapped lightly on a bamboo.

In an instant, a solemn, upright, sublime, and harmonious sound echoed between the bamboo bodies.

He walked slowly into the bamboo forest, flicking his fingers and tapping the bamboos one by one.

In the blink of an eye, the entire bamboo forest echoed with this sound.

It also seems to take Qingshui Town as the center, spread out along the emerald greens that rise above the clouds, and go straight to the sky.

As I listened, I could only feel the nausea in my stomach slowly pressing down.

The heart that was frightened, resentful, and puzzled slowly sank, and seemed to be much calmer, as if drinking several cups of bamboo heart spring.

Even those people in Xuanmen who originally had fearful faces gradually calmed down.

"It's really Huang Zhong Dalu, the voice of purity." He Ji sighed, looked at Cangling walking in the bamboo forest, glanced at me and said, "Junior sister should have more contact with Cangling."

I sneered, not knowing how to answer this question.

Cangling is like a bamboo. In terms of character, many ancient people have praised him. I want to contact him, but he refuses, and there is nothing I can do!

He Ji sighed again: "It's actually quite good to let him teach Ah Bao."

On this point, I do agree.

"Don't say these are useless, first go and see where in those people's mouths are these head-splitting stone buds." He Huan touched his bare chin.

Stamped her feet: "Feng Wang Shu, she used to look like a moon, white and bright. Now it's completely black and turned into a blood moon!"

"These Feng family members who died are considered traitors to her." He Gu, who had been silent all this time, spoke softly: "That's why she didn't care, so Hua Xu chose her."

I was startled when I heard it, but when I think about it, it is indeed like this.

When Fengcheng fell into the ground and Fengxi died, the Feng family rebelled and voted in A Entropy and Huaxu, and Feng Wangshu was captured.

To her, these children of the Feng family are nothing but traitors.

But there is always something between us and Feng Wangshu.

She went from a young master who could easily take out wads of money from her own treasury to have breakfast, and where everyone respected her like the moon, to a person who had no place to stand.

How could it not be black?
"Are you afraid that she will kill Mo Xiu?" He Shou came over at some point, poked me and said, "After all, Mo Xiu regretted her marriage in public, which made her unable to step down. If it wasn't for Mo Xiu's regret, their Feng family would It might not be what it is now.”

That being said, it really might be.

Feng Wangshu was really ashamed in that Xuanmen wedding, which was rarely seen in a thousand years.

Although she acted as if she didn't care, she still had a little thought for Mo Xiu.

She definitely couldn't kill Mo Xiu, but she couldn't guarantee what Qi Huaxu would do.

I glanced at He Shou and said in a deep voice to him: "You first check the mouths of these people to see where the stone buds can be planted, and try to find out for yourself. I'll take a look!"

He Shou nodded towards me, while He Huan greeted Bai Wei He Ku, and started to check them one by one.

Those exchanged people from the Taoist sect calmed down in the Huang Zhong Dalu-like voice elicited by Cang Ling, and they all opened their mouths honestly for He Huan and the others to check.

I saw that the situation was still under control, so I relaxed.

Habitually stretched out his hand and rolled it, trying to lead the streamer.

But I stretched out my hand and rolled it up, and then I remembered that I didn't take the ribbon back after wrapping it around Fengwangshu, and she seemed to put it on her body too.

As she said, this was originally something from her Feng family.

When I thought of this, I didn't arouse my divine thoughts again.

It's just a bit ironic all of a sudden, I really have... nothing!
Ready to use the soaring technique, stand on the bamboo pole and take a look.

But Mingxu touched it quietly, took out a paper crane for me, and smiled at me.

Seeing that he was fine, I breathed a sigh of relief: "I gave Bai Wei that volume of "Bai Ze Tu". You can ask her for it later."

"Really?" Ming Xu's eyes lit up immediately, he didn't care about me at all, and rushed towards Bai Wei.

I saw him like that, and looked at Qingshui Town curiously as the other people inspected it. Although I was scared, I saw that other people opened their mouths, so I didn't feel so scared again, and I began to guess when the stone bud might have been planted. , where to plant.

Seeing that everyone is trying to survive, I led the crane and drove it with my spiritual thoughts to go out of the bamboo forest.

But just past the bamboo, Cang Ling came up along a bamboo, stretched out his hand a little, and the crane turned into a paper fold again.

Fortunately, I can still fly, otherwise I would have fallen straight down.

He glanced at me and said, "Come with me!"

Then he shrank down again. I didn't want to be a peeping person, but in the sea of ​​bamboo, it was easy for Cangling to hide something.

And from what Feng Shengling said just now, the relationship between Cang Ling and I seems to be a bit complicated.

He had no choice but to fall down first and follow Cang Ling to walk in the bamboo forest.

In his specific environment, there will naturally be techniques to shrink the ground into an inch.

In just two steps, he led me to the border of the bamboo forest.

Mo Xiu was seen outside holding Feng Wangshu's neck with one hand and using the candle breath whip with the other, as if he really wanted to kill her.

But the candle breath whip did not wrap around Feng Wangshu, and Mo Xiu did not strangle her to death.

Feng Wangshu's face flushed red, but he still looked at Mo Xiu and smiled.

But Cang Ling whispered to me: "I don't know what they talked about, because Mo Xiu probed Feng Wangshu with his spiritual thoughts, so they must have talked in consciousness."

"But there is one thing, I must remind you. Mo Xiu didn't fully decipher the volume of the serpentine classics before, and what Yu Guyue knew was only the superficial things. But now that Hua Xu's consciousness is clear, Feng Wangshu may To decipher it, you must destroy the snake pattern tome." Cangling turned to look at me seriously.

He said word by word: "You have to know that the body snake is the Feng family who took the volume of classics. The Feng family has been raising the body of the dragon spirit for thousands of years. The transaction in the middle, Feng You can judge for yourself how important you have paid for this volume of serpentine classics that cannot be deciphered.”

(End of this chapter)