Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid

Chapter 140: The Concubine (1)
I heard the white mask's sneer, and my heart was extremely anxious. Except for me and Yange, the others are all first-class killers and masters. Fighting in the darkness, what should I do if I hurt them?Suddenly, there was a loud scream, and Yange's voice immediately softened.

Someone suddenly came over and hit me hard, knocking away Chunlai's corpse in my arms.With tears in my eyes, I groped for Chunlai, while thinking about how to contact Duan Yuerong.Someone grabbed my hand, and I was about to kill him, but that person squeezed my hand leisurely, as if there was no malice, and pulled me forward.I feel relieved, it should be Duan Yuerong.

I held his hand back and followed him in one direction.Suddenly, the flute sounded from behind in the darkness, it was "Long Xiangshou" played by Duan Yuerong, obviously this guy was fine and was telling me about his safety.My heart was relieved, and then I thought with cold sweat, who is this person holding my hand?

I began to struggle to let go of the man's hand, but the man held me tightly and ran wildly in the dark.

I thought to myself, could it be Guo Erren?I exclaimed in fear: "Yue..."

The man hit my dumb acupoint quickly, jumped up and crashed into the darkness.

My heart seemed to be jumping to my throat, and I couldn't see anything in the dark, only Duan Yuerong's "Long Xiangshou" kept singing in my ears, as if infinitely sad and anxious.

I was powerless to struggle, thinking of Chun Lai's tragic death, that day the most straightforward and innocent sunny boy in the world, like Ming Fengcheng, stayed in this cold underground palace forever, and couldn't even collect his body, which was even more sorrowful and angry.I couldn't hold back a fishy sweetness welling up in my throat anymore, I opened my mouth and spat on the man's chest, falling into a faint.

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Who is calling me?I opened my eyes and found that I was lying down and dozing off under the hibiscus tree. I stood up and stretched.

On the side is Zifu with a peaceful face, who is gently blowing a long jasper flute.The flute music is beautiful, it is "Long Xiangshou".

When he saw me wake up, he put down his flute and smiled at me.

I smiled back at him, and was about to speak, but his complexion changed drastically, and he pointed at me with trembling fingers, "You, where is your heart?"

I lowered my head when I heard the sound, only to see that my heart was bleeding, my chest was in unbearable pain, and a familiar call came from my ears from time to time: "Wooden girl."

I reluctantly turned my head back, only to see a young man wearing a black satin royal robe trimmed with gold silk, with a golden crown on his red hair, sharp wine eyes, and a hint of disdain, looking at me sinisterly.

Zifu's frightened face and hibiscus flowers slowly disappeared, and then turned into a blood-colored cherry blossom forest.I couldn't stand upright in pain, my body was sweating, but I couldn't make a sound, and watched him walking towards me step by step.Every time he took a step, the surrounding cherry blossoms withered and withered, and finally turned into a sea of ​​blood, slowly gathering around him.The eyes of the wine became more and more red, and finally turned into two clusters of blood-red light, just like the devil steaming from hell.

"Come on, wooden girl."

The scimitar in his hand kept dripping bright red blood, and the pungent smell of blood rushed straight to my forehead, making me want to vomit.

He growled ferociously at me: "Come to me quickly, what are you afraid of?"

I opened my eyes again, the pain in my chest was like a fire, and my eyes gradually became clear. Someone was holding a white kerchief, and applying cold water droplets to my forehead.Turning my head slightly, I saw a one-eyed old man sitting next to me, calling me anxiously. It turned out to be old man Zhang. He asked gently, "Is Madam feeling better?"

The surrounding light is very weak, and it is all lit by a small torch. There is a rock wall in front of me. I lean on a rock wall, and the scene of Broken Heart City has long disappeared.I followed the sound and looked towards the tiny ticking sound, only to see water droplets seeping out from a high crack in the rock very slowly.As the saying goes, dripping water wears away rocks, and the huge boulder under the water drop is indeed sunken in the middle, the middle is extremely smooth, filled with water droplets like a giant bowl, and then flows into a small deep pool from the lower curved mouth.

where is this place?
"Did senior rescue me just now?" I asked, and found that my voice was hoarse, and my mouth smelled of blood.

Old man Zhang nodded lightly, "Is Madam better?"

What about others?Chunlai's tragic death immediately appeared in his mind, and his heart was pierced like a knife.

"Chunlai, Chunlai." With tears streaming down my face, I murmured Chunlai's name.I asked, "Excuse me, senior...how about my disciples...and Prince Dali?"

Old man Zhang said indifferently: "I'm sorry I don't know, I was busy saving my wife just now, and I was also separated from other people."

I caressed the old wound and looked at him disappointedly, but he looked at me sharply with that old eye.

I didn't like his gaze, so I couldn't help lowering my eyes, and said softly: "Thank you for saving me, senior."

He didn't speak any more, and he didn't rub my forehead any more. He just stood up and went to the small pool of the boulder to wring his handkerchief, and then sat beside me.

Not far away lay the shining golden Zhenwuhou, I wondered if this person could see in the dark, and even brought Zhenwuhou out.

The two were silent, only the sound of water dripping between the cracks of the rock pierced people's hearts.

I was thinking in my heart what would he do to me?Maybe he was waiting for Yuan Feibai's warrant.Since that Saruer provoked the dark people of the original family like this, he must spread the news that I am still alive to the world. The most important thing is that he will never let me live under the wing of Duan Yuerong for the past few years.

My throat was sweet and fishy again, I coughed slightly, my chest hurt even more, and I couldn't help but moan.

Hearing the movement, old man Zhang rushed back, and said anxiously: "But... the pain from the old injury is unbearable?"

I smiled lightly and said, "It's an old problem, it doesn't matter, no matter how much it hurts, it will pass after a while..."

Suddenly recalling that time before the farewell in Qianyuan, Yuan Feibai was sick, and he couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Your third master, how is he, how is he?"

"Don't worry, ma'am, my third master is fine." Old man Zhang looked at me with piercing eyes.

"How long has the senior been with the third master?"

"It's been a long time." His voice was very calm.

"Senior, is Qing Wang? The new leader of the Dongying Dark People?"

"Exactly." He lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes spread out like a painting fan. Looking from a distance, he turned out to be beautiful and moving.

I was surprised in my heart, and slowly said: "Mujin is in Gongyue City, thank you senior for saving me many times, I am very grateful."

He socialized a few words there, and we fell into silence again, only the sound of water dripping, sprinkled in people's hearts.

"In the past two years... the brothers in Dongying, have you suffered a lot with the third master?" The pain was slightly calmed, I stroked the wound, and said softly: "The ghost master said that the dark people in the original family have always been defeated by the master." When the third master was in the underground palace, many brothers in Dongying suffered, and the senior also suffered a lot, right?"

Old man Zhang looked up at me, smiled faintly, but did not answer.

There was another moment of silence, I looked at his silhouette, and said softly: "Is the senior waiting for the order from the third master or the secret order from the marquis?"

He gave me a slightly surprised look, "What do you mean, madam?"

"Senior, are you waiting for the higher authorities to deal with my oral order or edict? After all, the dead Mrs. Huaxi was a chaste and strong woman, and the living Hua Mujin is the ruined Jun Mowen. What's the point of me returning to the third master alive?" benefit?"

I smiled at him, "Didn't Lord Hou issue an order to kill me just to keep me chaste?"

I endured the pain and supported myself on the ground and sat up a little bit. One of his eyes was fixed on me, as if he wanted to penetrate me. I avoided his gaze, looked at the torch and said quietly: "This torch is burning fast." It's all over, senior can use the crude oil in the deep pool to continue burning. But if you don't hurry up to contact your lost Dongying brothers and see the third master as soon as possible, I'm afraid Saluer will really spread those rumors."

Old man Zhang didn't seem to expect that I would say this. He looked at me for a long time and said slowly, "What about Madam?"

I smiled erratically, "My time is approaching, why not just let me fend for myself here."

Unexpectedly, the old man Zhang laughed out loud, which made me jump. Then he suddenly stopped smiling, leaned slightly towards me with a sullen face, and stared at me scorchingly.

"Ma'am," the corner of his mouth seemed to open a little, "Are you really afraid that the third master or the marquis will give you an order to kill you?" There was a terrible sense of oppression on his body, "Or, are you Are you waiting for Crown Prince Duan to respond?"

But he sneered coldly, "Madam thinks that in the darkness just now, Qi Fang and your hairy disciple were intercepted by masters from the dark palace, and Duan Yuerong was intercepted by Qingmei, so there is a chance of winning?"

I looked at him coldly, the hand that was caressing the wound gradually tightened my clothes, and the other hand touched the dagger prepared for me in my arms.

He sneered and said: "Madam and Duan Yuerong really have a deep affection and a life-and-death promise. Could it be that Madam is waiting for Prince Duan to find you so that he can kill me, and then you and Prince Duan will go to Qiongbi and fall to the underworld to compare wings?" Can two fly together to live and die? If Yuan Feibai can issue a killing order to you, ten or eight flowers and hibiscus will also die in the south of the Yangtze River. Why wait until now." He sneered at me several times, "Madam thinks Yuan Feibai too much He can't do anything to you at all, and Mr. Treading Xue is just like the rumors say, his heart is swayed by lust, and it is difficult to achieve great things. Not only is it difficult to achieve great things, he is simply a lustful and incompetent person, and he is doomed in this life..."

He suddenly stopped insulting Yuan Feibai further, jumped up from the ground, and dodged the short knife I stabbed at his back.He dexterously hid aside, easily grabbed my dagger, looked down at me from above, his hand holding my dagger was trembling.He squeezed so tightly that he didn't even care that his hand was cut by my short blade, the dark red blood was dripping down very slowly like water droplets from the crevice of the rock, which made people's hearts feel uncomfortable Blood dripped from the ground, and there was indescribable hatred and desolation in his eyes, "You...you actually want to kill me? Good! Good! Good!"

He spoke good words again and again, and his voice of grief and indignation echoed in the cave.

I scrambled to get up, leaned back against the wall, unable to move anymore, so I had to gasp and say with difficulty: "I just want to ask senior to take me to find my disciples and friends."

He stood opposite me and sneered at me condescendingly, "Madam is indeed a wonderful woman who is kind and righteous in the world." His tone was full of teasing.

I closed my eyes and smiled bitterly, "However, I do want to kill you after meeting my friend."

"Oh? Why is that?" His voice was close to my ears, and I opened my eyes, facing his bloodshot eyes, "Kill me, so that I can find your beloved Duan Yuerong again Pretending to be a woman for you, continue to make you happy?"

I sneered and said, "How did the ghost master in Dongying die, have you forgotten, senior?"

He stared at me with cold eyes.

I looked back at him without fear, and said frankly: "At the beginning, Master Gui had turned his back on me when he imprisoned me, so I used both kindness and power to suppress me, and treasures as a lure to appease his heart and continue to work for the third master. Do you really think I I don't know, with the third master's ability, he wouldn't be able to detect such half-hearted dark people? I held the ghost master and let him slow down for a few days, so that Qingmei could send the letter to the third master. I sent the 10 taels to the ghost master. Baiyin is to give time to the third master." I said coldly: "Hua Mujin dare not call herself a chaste and strong woman, but as a retainer, you insulted the master just now, so what should you do? You are so talented and crazy How can I let you stay by Sanye's side if you are a villain who has no respect for his elders and will always turn against him for a long time?"

He watched me take a few steps back, and slowly sat down opposite me, his anger gradually subsided, "Then you have said everything now, are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

I smiled lazily and with difficulty, "How long can I last with such a crippled body? It's the same whether you kill or not, so what's there to be afraid of? Lust and lust can't make a big deal? You don't understand Yuan Feibai at all. "I snorted softly, but my mind was full of the scene of the Jinxiu and Feibai secret meeting in the laurel forest, and my chest began to churn again.

"Although he was born in a family of Zhongming Dingshi, he did not live a luxurious life like other princes and grandchildren, nor did he have the air of a flashy playboy." I closed my eyes, and in front of me was a young man in white sitting on a bright red table. The plum blossoms smiled at me in the rain, and I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth, "His mother was born as a maid, so no matter how amazing and talented he is, he was always despised by the world. He fell from being the proud son of heaven and the moon to the hell on earth, and spent his childhood and boyhood tortured by illness in a wheelchair.

"In the past few years, whenever I suffered from an old injury alone, and the pain was so painful that I was dying, I would think, what kind of mood and perseverance did a ten-year-old boy spend such lonely and painful seven years in a wheelchair... for seven years. Years. Ordinary people have already gone crazy, but he is a young master, but he can withstand such trials. His heart is like a rock. It's him. Do you really think you understand Yuan Feibai? It's ridiculous!" I snorted, "In order to break the siege of Xi'an, he was only 17 years old by stealing fish charms, disobeying military orders, and saving the entire population of Xi'an. And me, how much courage and wisdom is needed to avenge my mother with only one person, how beautiful is it?"

There was a fishy sweetness in my throat, and I was about to say more, but there was darkness in front of my eyes, and it slid down softly.

Someone caught me steadily and called me anxiously: "Mujin, wake up quickly."

Someone was injecting qi and blood from behind my back, that person's hands were shaking, and there was a masculine breath in my nose, could it be that I had reached my limit?Why do I still smell a faint fragrance, it is ambergris, it is not white ambergris!

Or did I just do so well with Yuan Feibai's memoir that I was hallucinating?
I tried my best to open my eyes, and in front of me was the ugly old man Zhang, his one eye was bloodshot, hiding fear.

"He has experienced the deepest pain in the world, so, so ordinary people only need to raise their hands, throw their feet, or even look at him, and he can know what kind of person he is. His heart is as deep as the sea, and he keeps a secret, but With the most beautiful smile in the world, like the brightest sunshine in the world, it can warm people's hearts."

The young man dressed in white snow often sits by the edge of Mochou Lake, leaning against the plum tree, quietly looking at the shimmering water of the lake.

He likes plum blossoms, and usually has to take care of those plum trees himself, because that is his mother's favorite flower.

That year, there was heavy snow in Xi'an, and among the broken Qiongyu and jade, he carefully trimmed the frozen branches with scissors in the plum garden. We were not close at that time, and he was very indifferent to me.

At that time, I obviously felt that he was colder than the blizzard in Xi'an, but when I helped him straighten the plum branches, I couldn't help but look at him secretly.

Time and time again, I sighed in my heart the wonder of the Creator.

How could there be such a handsome and elegant young man in this world, like an archangel who accidentally fell into the world.

Then when his long and narrow phoenix eyes turned to me, I quickly moved my eyes away guiltily, and when I was about to leave, I realized that I couldn't move my hands, so I had no choice but to hold the plum branch and stare at him.

He waited for a while, and finally said displeasedly: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and push me back."

I said with a bitter face: "Master, my hands are frozen and I can't move them. What should I do?"

In the glazed world, the plum blossoms were so brilliantly red, the snow-like young man stared at me incredulously in the plum blossom rain, staring at me with big eyes.

I couldn't help but smile, "People call him the Snow Walker, and he really deserves the name." I stared at his eyes, imagining the first time I saw Yuan Feibai in my mind, and smiled softly up.

But old man Zhang lowered his head and turned his body sideways, so that I no longer let me see his expression, only heard him say in a trembling voice: "Ma'am, stop talking."

But I changed my voice, "But you are right about one thing, he is indeed not a good person."

His body tensed, but he still didn't turn his head, "Please don't talk, Ma'am, your body is very weak, please take a rest."

(End of this chapter)