Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 312 The Destined Wife
"call……"

The strong wind swept over, and the fallen leaves all over the ground were like withered catkins, falling freely and chaotically, reflecting the dark sky without stars above the head, making it more and more lonely and empty.

On a hillside more than ten miles away from Qingcheng.

An old man with white beard and hair, slovenly like a beggar, is sitting alone under a lifeless old tree, looking up at the sky, as if waiting for something, but if you look carefully, it is not difficult It was discovered that the old man's eyes were white, and he was already blind.

"Squeak."

There was the sound of footsteps crushing fallen leaves.

The old man asked and looked, although he couldn't see it, he knew that there was a distinguished guest today.

On his old face, which was as old as bark, he suddenly laughed hoarsely and uglyly, "Uranus is here, and we are far away to welcome you."

"I haven't seen you for many years, but Mr. Mu has changed a lot."

There was a man in purple clothes, with a rebellious figure, but at this moment, because of the violent wind, he lost a bit of his usual nobility, and gained a rare majesty and arrogance—this person is exactly The head of the Feng family in southern Sichuan, Feng Wushang.

heard.

The old man seemed a little surprised, "Have you seen me?"

Feng Wushang smiled slightly on his handsome face, "I have some impression."

Mr. Mu finally smiled dumbly, "Okay, okay, you are really extraordinary, I remember that time I saw you, you were still a baby in the old guy's arms, and I felt that your moves were extraordinarily bright at that time. .”

Recall that year.

Elder Mu sighed exceptionally.

Feng Wushang also looked up at the sky, and saw that the sky was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers, but through the phosphorous flames on the mass graves not far away, he could vaguely see the Qingcheng floating in the blackness. There was a terrible plague.

But it has been calmed down.

Thinking of this, Feng Wushang fixed his gaze on Elder Mu's lonely figure like dry wood again, and asked: "Wushang has never understood, but those who practice the Jade Soul sorcery most avoid the idea of ​​divine punishment." , Elder Mu is also considered an elder of the Jade Soul Clan, so why does he insist on going his own way even though he knows that he will raise plague and ruin his own lifespan?"

Elder Mu smiled.

"Because I once owed a very important favor. What Qingcheng did was just to repay the previous favor. Since then, Shangqiongbi fell to Huangquan, which is the mountain of swords and seas of fire in the hall of Yama, reincarnated and trampled by thousands of people. Worm, it has nothing to do with that person, everything is just worth it or not, why is there such a thing as yin and yang life, left and right are just one life and one death, if I take the reincarnation of life and death too seriously, I will die in the loess On Nanshan, what kind of fart jade soul art is still practiced, haha..."

The wind was blowing.

Although Elder Mu is in his twilight years and has lost his eyesight, it is still not difficult to see from his arrogant demeanor and words that he acted recklessly when he was young.

And this kind of person who practices jade soul magic is destined to have a bad end.

"Wu Shang came to look for senior, I really have something to ask," Feng Wushang said again after a long silence.

"I know what you want to ask? You want to know who your destined wife is?" Elder Mu said quietly.

"good."

At that time, Elder Mu had assisted another high-ranking person in Xiyue to put a soul mark on him and another person, but he never knew who the other person connected to her soul mark was. He could wait in the past, but he He faintly knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

"Didn't the old guy tell you?"

"He said it was up to fate."

"What about now?"

"he died."

"Hahahaha..." Elder Mu laughed wildly again, "Did he regret it? He cheated the people of the Yueling tribe back then, but afterwards he pretended to say "follow the fate". With that soul imprint...that's all..."

Old Mu changed the topic.

He said again: "I don't have much time. If you want to know, I will use the technique of returning light one more time. You can fetch a basin of water nearby."

"Catch the wind."

"Subordinates take orders."

Lanfeng Qinggong is superb, but with the effort of half a stick of incense, he carefully poured a bucket of water from a nearby place into an abandoned earthen basin.

"call……"

The wind roared.

A ferocious beast lurking in the darkness can't wait to roar to shatter the world, deafening, piercing the sky.

"boom……"

It's already late autumn, why is there still faint thunder?
Elder Mu's face was solemn, as if everything was faintly under his control. Then, with his fingertips like blades, he gently touched his wrist, and immediately a string of blood dripped into the water in the earthen pot. In the dark night wind, Beating with the wind.

Smudge slowly.

"boom……"

The dull thunder in the sky seems to be approaching.

Lan Feng raised his head and looked worriedly. He was also considered as a follower who had seen the world with his master, so he was naturally not afraid of thunder, but for some reason, tonight always gave him a strange feeling of fear.

At this time.

The art of returning light has been completed.

Under Mu Lao's call, Feng Wushang walked up to the pot step by step, looked intently, saw the dark water, with the beating of the strong wind, in a trance, there was an influence that attracted his eyes.

At the same time, on Feng Wushang's forehead, the complex red curse mark flashed slightly.

In his eyes, a frightening astonishment bloomed in an instant.

"It's her? It's her..."

"boom……"

"Master be careful!"

Next to the ear, Lan Feng stopped drinking, Feng Wushang woke up instantly, and saw a thunderbolt, which struck directly from the dark sky, fortunately, it was not him, and he dodged in time, and was endangered and injured.

but.

"Old Mu..."

When Feng Wushang looked at Elder Mu under the dead tree again, the old man had already turned into a piece of charcoal, and it seemed that his insolent laughter just now was still in his ears, but he was completely gone.

Feng Wushang finally understood why he said before that he was running out of time.

It turns out that there is really a scourge!
"The Jade Soul clan has lost another old man since then..."

In the faint pool, Feng Wushang couldn't help but change his mind when he thought of the image he saw in the pot just now.

"It's actually her."

"what……"

With a scream, Murong Jiujiu suddenly woke up again from her sleep, but this time she only opened her eyes, but immediately closed them again in pain, but on her smooth and fair forehead, at this moment, the smudge of that day unexpectedly reappeared. curse seal.

"Long time."

Baili Yuhua hurriedly embraced the screaming and unconscious Murong Jiujiu for inspection, and when he saw the curse mark on her forehead that flashed and disappeared, his expression was gloomy for an instant.

"master……"

Ah Xuan's voice sounded outside.

"nothing."

Baili Yuhua spoke in silence, but no one noticed that there was a slight tremor in his seemingly calm voice.

Day two.

After a night of strong winds, the whole world seemed to become messy, and the temperature began to plummet. Originally, everyone could wear a thin cloth shirt to keep out the cold, but the next day, everyone wore thin cotton robes.

While not bloated in the slightest, it marks a change of season.

(End of this chapter)