Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1617 Rotten Heart Gu

There are still sequelae of the soul-obsessing technique, and Lie Jiuqing is prone to emotional breakdown. She has tried very hard to control it, but tears still flowed down her eyes.

She slapped his chest angrily, "Why are you doing this to me! Why!"

Lie Jiuqing almost collapsed and cried, asking him, "What on earth do I have to do so that you are willing to survive! Ah!"

Wen Rong's throat rolled, and he clasped her hand and pressed it on the side of her face, "I am working very hard to live, I have always been working hard."

"You didn't! You want to leave me!" Lie Jiuqing became more and more excited as he spoke, and his pupils gradually turned red. "I'm going to lock you up so that you will never leave me!"

When Lie Jiuqing's eyes were bloodshot, strange black lines were faintly revealed.

Seeing this, Wen Rong said in a deep voice: "Book meaning!"

After hearing the order, Shuyi came in immediately. When he saw the faint black line in her eyes, he immediately lit the medicinal candle in his hand. The warmth melted the end of her eyes, and the black line was ferocious, revealing the tip. Come on, the black thread was pulled out along with the blood stains.

Shuyi's quick eyesight and quick hands took a medicinal candle and burned them to death.

Lie Jiuqing's red eyes quickly faded and he fainted.

Wen Rong carefully stroked the end of her eyes, "Step back first."

"Yes."

Shortly after Shuyi left, Wen Rong said hoarsely: "Kamakura, thank you Qingjiu for me. Tell him that until the civil strife in southern Xinjiang is calmed down, I guarantee that no one in Daqin will send a single soldier."

"Yes."

The rotten heart poison is one of the ancient poisons in southern Xinjiang. Its purpose is very similar to that of soul-possession. However, soul-possession is a dream weaved by the person who takes souls. The practitioner is trapped in it day and night, unable to distinguish the true from the false. Fake, but the person who is possessed by the poison will be indistinguishable from love to hate, and have unclear emotions. Once combined with the mind-rending spell, he will eventually become a puppet controlled by dreams.

However, this requires years of cultivation and cannot be achieved overnight.

Lie Jiuqing was able to reach this level in a short period of time, and the poisoner was right next to her.

It is very likely that this person who cast the poison is the one who cast the soul-pulling spell.

In the two time periods, the person who appeared together was... Changsheng.

Wen Rong's eyes were as if they were frozen for thousands of miles, "You are so brave, you dare to miss this person..."

Changsheng opened his eyes suddenly, and the hand holding his neck froze. The blood in his mouth overflowed bit by bit, and his heart began to throb violently. The fragrance in the room became richer, and the pain became more and more painful for him. It hurt every bone in his body. The seams are all stinging from a thousand cuts.

He struggled to breathe heavily, and when his mask fell off, he finally came to his senses.

In the half-light and half-shadow, the exquisite peach blossom eyes are faintly visible, and the gorgeous eye ends are frivolous, really and gentle, but there is no evil in the eyes, it is just numb, "I failed, I have to do it again, I must get her so that my adoptive mother will love me..."

One day and one night, Lie Jiuqing woke up from her sleep. She stared blankly at the window curtain above her head. The memories of the past few days went back and forth, and finally stopped at her slapping Wen Rong.

It was a dream within a dream, and she couldn't tell for a moment whether she was normal now.

When the door was pushed open, Lie Jiuqing raised his eyes slightly and saw Wen Rong, who was transformed into a cheerful person.

Lie Jiuqing looked at him tiredly and said hoarsely: "Am I okay now?"

"Okay." Wen Rong rubbed the wound at the corner of her eye that was about to heal, "Did it hurt you?"

Lie Jiuqing leaned on his palm and said hoarsely: "It doesn't hurt, I just feel useless."

(End of this chapter)