Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 347 Using Blood as a Medium
He stared at Murong Jiujiu, who was close at hand, and said word by word: "It really is a white-eyed wolf who is not familiar with it. I wanted to take you away to enjoy the highest honor in Xishan, but now I am afraid I can't." ...Hehe, but Murong Jiujiu, you and I are destined, that is an unchangeable fact, one day, you will kneel down and beg me, haha..."

Feng Wushang suddenly laughed out loud, extremely arrogant.

And at this time, Baili Yuhua, who had broken through the illusion, was the first to rush up. Taking advantage of Feng Wushang's unpreparedness, he suddenly pushed out a palm. Heartless heart.

He finally couldn't take it anymore, his face turned pale, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood again, but his eyes seemed to ignore Baili Yuhua at all, and just stared at Murong Jiujiu blindly.

As if to say: You will kneel down and beg me one day.

"Homeowner!"

There was a faint shout from outside, and Lan Feng had already appeared beside Feng Wushang immediately, seeing the dagger stuck in Feng Wushang's chest, he almost stared with hatred.

Staring at Murong Jiujiu, wishing to swallow her, the culprit, alive.

In Xishan, the head of the family is an indistinguishable character. He didn't want to come to Mingli, but he was always frustrated because of this woman's injuries. Damn it, if there is a chance, he really wants to cut her into pieces.

"Walk."

"Chase."

The footsteps are hurried all around, and the creaking of fallen leaves can be heard everywhere.

When Murong Jiujiu hurt Feng Wushang, he snatched back the Nanzhu in his palm immediately, and Baili Yuhua was already protecting her by her side.

Finally unable to restrain herself, Murong Jiujiu's face blushed, and a trace of blood overflowed from her mouth, also dripping onto the Nanzhu in her hand, merging with Feng Wushang's blood.

"Ajiu?"

Baili Yuhua whispered worriedly, as if he wanted to transmit her inner strength, but was interrupted by Murong Jiujiu, and said: "It's okay, it's just that when I rushed to open the acupuncture points just now, I used quite a lot of strength."

But at this moment, in her mind, she unconsciously remembered the ruthless look in Feng Wushang's eyes and the words she said just now when he looked at her.

At this time, she only felt a sudden burst of intense burning sensation on her forehead, and she immediately bent down in pain. At this moment, a red light flashed on her forehead, and a bloody curse mark disappeared.

And at the moment when the curse seal appeared, a picture seemed to flash across Murong Jiujiu's mind in a trance.

It was a dark secret room, an old man hugged a little baby girl, the baby girl seemed to have just been born, wrinkled, but still trying to stretch her little arms and legs.

On the side, another old man was holding a three or four-year-old boy in his hand. The boy didn't seem to know what happened. He only opened a pair of amber-like beautiful big eyes, curiously. Looking at the newly born baby girl, she showed a sweet and friendly smile.

"Abbe, who is she?"

"...She is your wife."

"Come...with blood as a matchmaker, your destiny is fixed...you will never give up..."

The chant of incantations poured into Murong Jiujiu's mind, but she strangely didn't remember a single word, and just looked at the front blankly.

"Ajiu!"

Baili Yuhua's call woke up Murong Jiujiu who was in deep thought. As soon as she turned around, Baili Yuhua suddenly embraced her tightly, and murmured: "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing."

Obviously there was something to think about in his mind, but in an instant, it turned into a blank again.

At this moment, the Populus euphratica forest has regained its tranquility, except for a few guards close to them, almost all the shadow guards have chased them out.

"Feng Wushang will never appear in Mingli territory again," Baili Yuhua's eyes flashed fiercely.

I have to admit that when facing Feng Wushang's issue, Murong Jiujiu's repulsion at the beginning became a bit more complicated, but what about the complexity, Murong Jiujiu immediately threw everything out of his mind.

Because all he needs to remember now is that she will soon be Baili Yuhua's bride.

That's it.

"Go back, when you come out, you don't need to fill in any more clothes." After a long time, Baili Yuhua let go of her gently, with a bit of reproach in his tone, then looked down at the Nanzhu that she had been holding tightly in her hand.

He said: "It's just a pearl, now it's stained with blood, it's better to throw it away, I'm just ordering someone to find one."

Murong glanced sideways at this guy for a long time, and said with a sneer: "It's really a prodigal, such a pearl that is bigger than a longan is of great value, and ordinary people may not see it once in a lifetime, so you can just throw it away? Yes, just wipe off the blood."

Murong Jiujiu raised his sleeve nonchalantly and wiped off the blood on Nanzhu, immediately revealing the radiant whiteness underneath.

But after such a long time, when we got back, it was almost noon.

Baili Yuhua went back to busy with his affairs non-stop, and the time when Murong was waiting to marry for a long time was always dull and protracted.

"Sister Murong, what happened today?"

Of course Hua Wanzhi knew what happened to her this morning, but as for what it was, it was too fast for outsiders to know.

Murong glanced at Hua Wanzhi for a long time, and said, "How do you know something must have happened?"

Hua Wanzhi smiled, "You know what happened when you look listless after being drained of blood by a goblin?"

"Is it so obvious? I'm just too bored. You see, the whole house is well-organized by you. I basically just eat dry food. By the way..."

Murong Jiujiu changed the subject, remembering that she had seen Hua Wanzhi having a good chat with that kid Su Yufei before she came back, so she couldn't help but wondered.

"Are you serious about marrying Su Yufei?"

I feel that this is not in line with Hua Wanzhi's temperament.

Unexpectedly, Hua Wanzhi, who was always carefree, suddenly blushed, stopped talking, got up gracefully, turned around and left... Hey, this little girl.

In the evening, Hua Wanzhi didn't bother her anymore.

On the contrary, in the middle of the night, Murong Jiujiu, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt that there was someone more on the bed, and when she turned over, she was hugged into a wide embrace, sniffing the familiar smell in her breath.

She couldn't bear to push the side, Baili Yuhua who was already exhausted, took advantage of the situation and fell asleep.

In a blink of an eye, it was dawn, and people around me had already walked away.

"Miss, this is what the prince ordered someone to bring over this morning." At this moment, Ning'er brought something in with a puzzled face, and saw a black hem on the tray.

There were still a few drops of deep and shallow blood on the hem of the clothes.

Murong Jiujiu recognized at a glance that it was Feng Wushang's clothes.

Yesterday, when she was bored in the mansion waiting to get married, it was obvious that Baili Yuhua did not stop just because she stabbed Feng Wushang, but with Feng Wushang's ability, he was able to be forced to cut off a piece of clothes .

It must have been extremely embarrassing.

This should be Baili Yuhua's explanation of what happened yesterday.

(End of this chapter)