Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid

Chapter 167: I Kill Hundred Flowers With Flowers (3)
Suo Xin turned around sharply, stood at the guqin pretty, smiled, and flicked the strings fiercely, and said coldly: "You are fine because you have no heart at all, of course you will not be caught by the pendulum." Voice control, you are nothing more than a living dead."

As if under a spell, Lan Sheng heard the sound of the piano, and suddenly fell beside me, his limbs twitched, his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness, but he couldn't move a single bit.He said with difficulty: "Nonsense... I am obviously alive... Bastard... I have no grievances or enmity with you, why did you harm us?"

"It's true that I have no grievances or enmities with you, but who told her that she is Mrs. Huaxi from the Yuan family." Suo Xin's voice came from far to near, and she leaned down to look at me with a smile, "How is it, this glazed clock controls the heart Does it feel good?"

"Are you from the Ming family?!" I reluctantly supported the table leg and looked at her, "Are you the young lady of the Ming family, Ming Fengqing?"

A flash of approval flashed in her eyes, she graciously flicked her wide sleeves, nodded and said: "The concubine is Fengqing from the Ming family. Mrs. Huaxi from the Yuan family, it is a pleasure to meet you. Violent demons deserve to die.” She looked at me loftily and smiled, “And you, who is destined to have Zi Shang in your chest, are even more inevitable.”

I was inexplicable, "What did you say?"

"Since you are Yuan Feibai's sweetheart and you are pregnant with Zishang, you are the destined person of the Yuan family. You should know the secret training of the Yuan family who knows the sixteen-character mantra..." Ming Fengqing looked at me and smiled in surprise said, "Don't you know?"

I looked at her blankly.

"Madam really doesn't know. It seems that the legends about Madam and Mr. Snow Walker in the world are really just Yuan Clan's political work," Ming Fengqing said with a faint smile, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in her beautiful eyes, "I'm so weak, what can I do?" Involved in the world of mortals?"

"Miss is right. I'm not Mrs. Huaxi from the Yuan family. I'm just Yongye who has been Yuan Feiyan's scapegoat for three years. I've survived until now. I don't want to get involved in disputes between the Ming family and the Yuan family. In the meantime," I tried my best to endure the pain, "Miss, please let me go because we are both women."

She looked at me and sighed, just like Yuan Qingjiang said back then, "You're right, it's just...how can the real hatred be solved so easily." She then smiled and said, "Even if you are so innocent, you can Accept your fate."

In this crazy age, if I meet an even crazier Ming family, I'm completely doomed.

Just as I was desperately thinking about how to solve the problem, the door creaked open, and three figures rushed in.

The three of them bowed deeply to Ming Fengqing.Ming Fengqing smiled at the mediocre middle-aged man: "De Mao, look, who did I catch this time?"

A mediocre middle-aged man walked up to me and looked at Lan Sheng and me from top to bottom. It was Zhang Demao.

However, he just looked at me silently and complicatedly, without answering.

Another slender man in green shirt beside him exclaimed: "This, this, isn't this Hua Hibiscus? The young master clearly said that she was dead last time! She is still alive. I really didn't expect that the prey was not caught. , but bumped into a better one.”

What prey, who were they supposed to catch?
Another person squatted beside me, pulled my hair and laughed excitedly: "Miss Mu, we meet again."

I reluctantly looked at him for a long time, memories of the past flashed in my mind, but the man seemed quite disappointed, "Miss Mu, you don't recognize me?"

"I recognize you," I said with a faint smile, dripping with cold sweat, "Mr. Zhao."

This person is our little Wuyi's benefactor Zhao Menglin when he was young.

Then our benefactor suddenly tore open the skirt of my chest.

There is no lust in Zhao Menglin's eyes, only infinite excitement and excitement, "Girl Mu, you are really a miracle of medicine. You know, when we found you, you had no heartbeat at all, but the purple scar on your chest turned into You have lost your heart. Did you know that although the puppets of my God Religion have no heart like you and can be driven at will, but without a heart, there is no normal physiology at all, so the wound cannot heal. After three months, the skin rots again. You can't mix among ordinary people. But you are like a living person, a miracle of heaven and man.

"As long as I have you, the puppet I teach will one day be as perfect as you. The leader quietly took you away, otherwise I would have started to study you, and now you finally..." He stroked the purple piece excitedly. Shang, suddenly his pupils shrank, "You, you, you still have Bai Youzi in your body?"

Zhao Menglin was stunned for three seconds, then threw me on the ground, laughed crazily, and then dragged me to Suo Xin, "Miss, there is Bai Youzi planted in the body of this flower hibiscus, it is indeed Bai Yuzi." Yuko. The old man Lin must still be alive, I finally understand now... Yuan Qingjiang must have discovered the secret of my god religion, and he also asked Lin Biyan to cultivate a more powerful and perfect doll for the Yuan family, This is the flower hibiscus."

As soon as the words came out, the faces of everyone at the scene changed, and Ming Fengqing was shocked, "Impossible, Lin Biyan died a long time ago, and the only one who can make Bai Youzi a genius doctor in the world is you, Zhao Menglin."

Zhao Menglin didn't wait for Ming Fengqing to speak, and pressed on the glass pendulum, the strange cracking sound disappeared, and the cramping pain in my chest also gradually stopped.I was panting, but I couldn't move.

"Miss, please hand over this hibiscus flower to the old man. I will make all the puppets of the god religion as perfect as this hibiscus flower." Zhao Menglin knelt down on one knee and prayed to Ming Fengqing.

Ming Fengqing nodded slightly, "Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Zhao. I have another plan, please keep her alive."

Zhao Menglin bowed his head and said yes, stood up and looked at Lan Sheng, his eyes were full of hatred and contempt, "How does Missy want to dispose of this piece of waste wood?"

In Nether Cult, waste wood refers to those puppets that have failed.Sure enough, Lan Sheng was born in the Nether Sect.

"De Mao, look, this piece of scrap wood has survived until now." Ming Fengqing looked at Zhang Demao coldly.

Zhang Demao knelt down on one leg, his body trembled slightly, "Please forgive me, miss."

"You are really old." Ming Fengqing suppressed his smile and said coldly, "Do you still remember the family rules?"

Without even frowning, Zhang Demao suddenly pulled out a dagger, and Qi Gen cut off two fingers of his left hand.

Ming Fengqing just glanced at it, "Remember, there will be no next time for you."

Lan Sheng and I opened our eyes wide in horror.

But Zhang Demao was relieved, looked at Ming Fengqing gratefully, kowtowed heavily, and said with trembling blood loss lips: "Thank you, Miss Long En."

The burly man who stood with his head bowed had already knelt down and quickly wiped away the blood.He stood up and easily moved the big glazed clock, revealing a secret door. He carried one on each of his two broad shoulders, and dragged Lan Sheng and me into the secret door.

I caught his face with my peripheral vision.

I moved my hand vigorously, grabbed his sleeve, and tried my best to call out his name: "You are Qi Botian, Qi Fang's brother."

This person is Qi Botian whom I met by chance in the second year of Yongye, and also Xiao Fang's real brother.However, the leader of the rebel army in the last year of Dongting, who was once famous all over the world, just shook my hand with dull eyes, and walked quickly towards a secret passage without any response.

Just as he was about to enter, suddenly Lan Sheng on his other shoulder jumped down, a silver light flashed, and a dazzling dagger was added in his hand.Qi Botian slipped his shoulders and avoided the first move, his clothes were torn, revealing his strong arms.

Lan Sheng quickly grabbed me and fled through the window with me.

The street was full of fog, Lan Sheng blew a whistle, there was the sound of a dog barking in the darkness, and soon Xiao Zhong ran behind us.

My heart still felt uncomfortable, and I was panting like a cow after walking a long distance, and my feet weighed like a thousand catties.

The fog in front of me was getting thicker, and there was a burst of strange female laughter in front of me, and it was still Ming Fengqing, "Waste wood, where are you going, you can't protect yourself, let alone save her? Don't forget, she What is destined to be in the hands of the Yuan family, in the hands of my Ming family, it can be regarded as superseding."

Her laughing statement seemed to come from behind her, but at the last word, a person had quietly appeared in front of us, and behind us were surrounded by a bunch of dolls with pale faces, the leader of which was the old man. Get to know Qi Botian.

"Scholar Qi, have you forgotten that you have a brother named Qi Zhongshu and your wife named Cuilan?" I yelled at him, but he looked at me expressionlessly.

Ming Fengqing held a green flute in his hand, and put it in his mouth with a smile.The sound of the flute turned slightly, and the puppets with short swords began to besiege us, and Lan Sheng and I were soon separated.I was exhausted, and within a few rounds, I was tripped by the puppet, and the sword was pointed at my throat.

It's over, it's over, my life is over!

There was no light on the demon moon, and there was no trace of face hidden in the thick fog. I heard Xiao Zhong barking eagerly in my ear, and closed my eyes in despair.Will I really be taken back by Zhao Menglin to become a puppet mouse in the laboratory?
"If you want to touch her, just step on my dead body first." A strange voice said coldly above my head.

I raised my head and followed the sound, not wanting to be that bald boy again.Once upon a time, a frightening silver light flashed across his docile and dexterous ink pupils, and he completely lost his usual expression of laughter. He was holding the reward behind his back with one hand, and the bloody head of a puppet in the other.

I'm stunned there.The head belonged to Qi Botian, his eyes were still moving with the sound of Ming Fengqing's flute, his headless corpse was looking for his head, black blood was gushing from the neck, and a cluster of steel nails loomed.

Lan Sheng didn't even look at him, he just threw his head far away, and then rushed forward at a speed that neither I nor the other party could see clearly. When he came back to me, there was not even a reward. Bloody.The man in black on the other side was still in shock, and then very quickly, the blood from their bodies burst out, and then they were all torn apart, their heads exploded, and the steel nails exploded all over the ground.

To be honest, my martial arts is so weak that it can be said to be lighter than a feather in this troubled world, and even if I am a rookie among rookies, I can tell that such cruel and cruel moves are not something ordinary martial arts masters can do.

Jinxiu once said before that you can't see the moves of a real master. The most perfect murderer's weapon will not be stained with blood. The most professional killer will never use a second move if he kills his prey with one move If the most outstanding assassin makes a move, he will definitely complete the task in the safest way.That is to say, if he wants you to die, he will definitely not attack only one vital point.

At this moment just now, the young man in front of him perfectly demonstrated the perfect killing skills that the best of all types of dark men should have.If he was in the modern age of my previous life, it must be a breeze to become the NO.1 of the special forces.

So who is that child who always has a simple and cute smile on his face?Why did the puppet of such a top expert become useless wood in Ming Fengqing's mouth?

Old man Lin's words still ring in his ears, "This sheep that has lost its memory may one day turn back into a man-eating jackal. At that time, neither the old man nor the madam will be its opponent."

Yes, his thinking is as clear as mine. He must have experienced adventures like me. Even if he becomes a puppet, he still retains his original thinking, but lost his memory.So now does he remember the past?
My thoughts wandered around in horror, seeing him walk up to me with a murderous expression on his face, and stared at me coldly for a long time.But I just stood there in shock, and even forgot to run away, I could only look between his animal eyes and the human head in his hand.

He looked at me murderously for a while, then suddenly hung the head around his waist, pulled me up with one hand and jumped into the air, rushing out of the darkness.

He carried me between us and flew towards the ruined temple where we lived. As soon as he landed, he fell to the ground, unconscious.

That night, I washed his wounds and watched him sleep under the broken altar in the Daxiong Hall.

I don’t know how long I slept, but when I was in a daze, I heard the cold sound of swords colliding, and then there seemed to be two people arguing in a low voice, so fast and soft, I couldn’t hear it clearly, until someone said a few words and I was very happy. Sensitive word.

"Late, late," a voice repeated anxiously, "Chrysanthemum Town."

I woke up with a start.This voice was Lan Sheng's voice when he was fighting frantically to save me.

I looked around, and the little Zhong beside me had long since disappeared. I only heard its fierce barking in the yard.

I tightly clenched the pillow next to my pillow, and slowly moved to the front of the broken door to listen carefully, but I only heard Lan Sheng's panic-stricken voice, "What did you say?"

I listened attentively, and someone was speaking hastily: "Kui Mu[1] Shen Bi, Zishang returns to the south; North Falls Dangerous Swallow[2], the sun and the moon will go out..."

Suddenly, there was a fierce sound of weapons clashing, and then it was quiet with Lan Sheng's roar.

I moved out of the hall in fear, only to see a bald boy outside the hall standing motionless with his back facing me in the open space full of rubbish, holding a sword in one hand.

I called Xiao Zhong, but it didn't run to my side as usual, but just sat beside Lan Sheng, with its head up, staring at Lan Sheng excitedly and intently.

Is it the person who saved me just now or Lan Sheng in the boy's body?
No one gave me an answer, only the blood condensed in the air.Everything was terribly still, and the dim Yaoyue looked at me strangely from the sky.

I called Sheng Lansheng.The boy didn't answer, but the blood slowly flowed down from the tip of the sword hanging by his side.

I bravely took a few steps to come to his front, and immediately took a deep breath.

But he saw his young face pale like a ghost, and there were no other wounds on his body, only that handsome face was bleeding, it seemed that every cell was bleeding, the steel nails were looming, and the black blood in the eyes without focus Mixed with tears flow down.

Terrible memories of the Nether Sect appeared in my mind, and I stood there in shock, but he fell straight to me.

I looked down, and saw a huge red and purple passion flower faintly appearing from his left neck to the strong young man's chest.

Could it be that he has awakened as a puppet warrior of Nether Cult?

I was so scared that I took three steps back and rushed out the door, but was blocked by a black shadow in the courtyard, it turned out to be Xiao Zhong.

The black dog wagged its tail at me, whined and barked, and pulled my sleeves towards Lan Sheng with its teeth. In the end, the dog's eyes shed hot tears.

I calm down.Thinking of Lan Sheng's care for me all the way, I couldn't bear it for a while, thinking, if Lan Sheng wanted to kill me, I would have died long ago, and he gave up his life to save me just now.Anyway, he is a useless piece of wood from the Nether Sect, and he is also a poor person in the world. I should save his life and think about it.

I remembered that Mihua Jin can also detoxify, so I fed some to Lan Sheng, then dragged him into the main hall, where he lay down on a fairly clean felt mat.After wiping off the blood, I pinched the person again and wiped my face again until it reached the neck. Lan Sheng stopped the bleeding and his complexion returned to normal.

An hour later, he slowly woke up.

"Is it better?" I sat one meter away from him, and asked as calmly and concernedly as possible, but I was actually terribly scared, and I was holding my love tightly in my sleeves.

Lan Sheng just stared straight at me with a pair of beautiful eyes, there is still no focal length in those clear eyes, just endless confusion.

"Who were you talking to just now? Do you...remember who you really are?" I asked softly.

He still didn't speak, but his eyes gradually became sharper, which made me a little scared.He only heard him say lightly: "I am a member of the Nether Sect, you shouldn't save me."

I didn't expect him to admit his identity so frankly. It was a noble and bitter tone that I had never heard before. I smiled at him and said, "You shouldn't have saved me either."

He looked up at me deeply, his eyes finally softened.

However, those bright eyes were slowly filled with an indescribable sadness and desolation.My heart tightened, why did such a young man lose all his vigor overnight?That kind of sadness and desolation seems to have accumulated heavy psychological trauma.Who is he?What kind of suffering would torture a young man like this?

"Have you been poisoned by the Nether Sect?" I asked softly, tentatively.

He didn't reply to me, but asked quietly: "Did you give me nectar to suppress my poison?"

I nodded and said yes.

(End of this chapter)