Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid

Chapter 169: I Kill Hundred Flowers With Flowers (5)
"Then what are your plans now?" Zhang Demao took a step closer to Lan Sheng, "In the beginning, I extended your life and allowed you to practice magical skills, but it is a pity that you have only practiced halfway. Without Mr. Zhao's antidote, the future will be extremely difficult." It's been hard work. But now you're taking that flower hibiscus away in front of the eldest lady, what's the point?"

Lan Sheng bowed his head and remained silent.

Zhang Demao put his hands on Lan Sheng's shoulders, looking like a loving father.

"You have changed, Lan Sheng," Zhang Demao's old eyes were filled with tears, "everything has changed since you met her..."

His voice changed, and he said slowly: "I know you don't want to see her suffer. Why don't you just take off the Zishang on her chest, and I'll help you bury her without telling Mr. Zhao. humiliated."

Lan Sheng opened his peach eyes wide and was about to speak when Zhang Demao patted him on the shoulder, signaling Lan Sheng to listen to him, "Don't forget, Lan Er, the original family hates betrayal the most. She is an unfaithful woman People, if you go back to Yuan's house, even if Yuan San tries to protect her, you will be dead sooner or later. At that time, spread the news that Mrs. Huaxi will return to King Duan of Dali, and Yuan San will definitely come to Dali. You cut off Yuan San's head with your own hands and presented it to the eldest lady, and I will persuade you from the side, and you will definitely be able to return to God's religion, so wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

"It must not be done." Lan Sheng was silent for a long time, knelt down on his knees, raised his head and said sincerely: "Madam Huaxi has Zishang in her chest, which has already fulfilled the 32-character mantra. She is destined to return to the Yuan family. of."

Under the moonlight, Zhang Demao sneered, raised his left hand, exposed two empty fingers, and said through gritted teeth: "I have accepted the family law for you, do you still want to protect this woman? If I don't have someone to give you the antidote, Xiao Zhong Can you hold on? Can you hold on? How can you be so ungrateful?"

"Uncle De Mao, she's not from the Yuan family," Lan Sheng said with his head on the ground, his voice firmed up, "Although she was confused by Yuan San, she is really a kind-hearted person, and she has sympathized with my Ming family from the beginning to the end. Now that I have saved her, with her personality, when the Ming and Yuan families fight each other in the future, if the Ming family falls into a disadvantage, she will help my Ming family save the last bloodline, which is a policy of preservation. Nothing can be reversed, so please You ask me to escort him back to his original home, and then," Lan Sheng's peach blossom eyes burst out with murderous intent, "and then follow the plan."

I was terrified when I heard it, and I was thinking about what the plan they were talking about, when suddenly there was a burst of laughter behind me.I stood up with goosebumps, and before I could turn around, a pair of cold hands were on my shoulders, and someone whispered in my ear without anyone noticing: "I'm here to eavesdrop again , Fourth Sister, you are really bad."

There was a scent of sinking wood, and the melodious sound of rings jingling slightly in my ears, before I could escape, I was thrown in front of Zhang Demao and Lan Sheng by that person.

I looked up dizzily, and saw a young man with ape arms and a wasp waist standing under the moonlight like water, standing upright like a pine tree. He is enchanting and handsome, rich and powerful, although he looks down at me with a smile, his eyes are as sharp as a falcon, frosty and cold.

My heart skipped a beat.That's bad, if this is not my terrible second brother, who is it?

The ashen-faced Lan Sheng stood in front of me, and he kowtowed again, "The villain has seen the leader. Please have mercy on the leader, let the villain obey the destiny and send Zishang back to the south."

"Since your memory has recovered, you should know that you have to practice the Wuxiao Mantra, and you have to suck living things every now and then. It is difficult even to go to the capital, let alone go to Xijing with such a big living person? Teach people to believe in you." Song Minglei looked up to the sky and sneered, "You want to suck her up on the road and take Zishang, so that you can claim credit for my aunt and let you return to the god religion to replace me?"

He turned his eyes and looked at Zhang Demao, "Uncle Demao, look at the person you've been hurting since you were a child, he's so cruel."

I was shocked.

Lan Sheng on the opposite side clenched his teeth, his eyes full of resentment.

I understood, no wonder Lan Sheng didn't eat human food since that day, and Lan Sheng ate all the animals in the inn during the day.

Sweat dripped from Zhang Demao's human skin mask, he fell to his knees, trembling all over, but he couldn't speak anymore.

Lan Sheng's face was ashen, his teeth were clenched, and he sneered: "The leader really thought too much, don't say that the villain is already a dead person, even if he is alive... Your position is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the villain."

"Okay! Then listen up, you dead man," Song Minglei smiled unchanged, but tightened his grip on my hand, his voice was still elegant, and he looked at Lan Sheng coldly, "This woman belongs to Yuan San. It is destined to be mine. No one can change it, even if my aunt is here."

Lan Sheng looked at Zhang Demao, his bright peach eyes were filled with mist, and there was a trace of sadness in his tone, he said slowly: "Uncle Demao, could it be that you led the leader here to kill me?"

Zhang Demao lowered his head, although his eyes were full of sadness and he couldn't bear it, he didn't say another word.

Only Song Minglei laughed, and said sharply: "You should be thanking Uncle De Mao, you dead man. He finally didn't let my aunt come. I'm afraid your life will be worse than death."

Lan Sheng's face was gloomy, and he said sadly: "Yang'er, why bother to embarrass a dead person so much." When he said the last word, a silver light flashed in his sleeve.

Song Minglei turned slightly to avoid a steel nail.

I took this opportunity to break free from Song Minglei's feet.At this time, several black shadows descended from the sky, and I happened to take a frontal photo with one of them, and it turned out to be the gloomy Zhao Menglin.

While he was smiling at me, he flicked his long fingers, and a cloud of white mist rippled away in the dark night sky. I tried to turn my face, but my right eye couldn't be avoided, and it was in severe pain immediately.

The last thing I saw was Song Minglei sneering at me, and the dark man immediately threw an overly bright soft red at Lan Sheng, separating us.

Then my eyes went dark, and there was a chaotic sound of fighting in my ears.

Lan Sheng said sharply: "Mu Jin quickly follow Xiao Zhong. Don't go back..." His words were drowned in a chorus of screams.

"Lansheng!" I shouted sharply.

Lan Sheng was silent again.

As expected, Xiao Zhong was barking, and I waved my hand and instinctively ran to follow Xiao Zhong's barking.

The footsteps behind followed closely, I stumbled in the dark, Shi Qinggong flew for a while, my waist might hit a branch or something, and I was bounced back.I feel like I'm falling to the ground with something warm.Fortunately, my lightness kung fu was not high, so the fall didn't hurt too much, but I couldn't escape anymore.

Instinctively I rushed forward and bumped into something, and this time I felt a strong smell of alcohol rushing towards me, probably hitting the person who was lying on the branch overnight.

"Huh?" Someone asked sullenly, probably drunk.

I felt the iciness around his waist, he was carrying a weapon.

"Please help me, please help me, there are bad guys chasing me." I held onto his leg tightly, afraid that he would let me go.

"Huh? Tengger, where did the evil spirit come from?" Maybe he was taken aback by my centipede face, and the man said in terror, "Get out of here."

That voice was actually very similar to mine, it was like the feeling of a male duck choking on smoke and fire for three days, unable to make a sound but forced to suppress it.

"Please help me, sir, someone is going to arrest me." I pleaded.

But he snorted coldly there, kicked me away and left.

I rushed forward again, grabbed hold of it tightly, and burst into tears, "They bullied me as a blind man, otherwise I will definitely escape. Please, please save me, or they will never let me see you again." My husband is gone."

When I said that I was blind, the man seemed to stop struggling, and Song Minglei's scent of heavy wood also spread over.

"Hey, Fourth Sister is the same as when she was a child," Song Minglei's voice came from afar again, "No matter where you are, you can always find rescuers."

There was a sound of weapons colliding, and then, I was lifted into the air.

"Fourth sister." Song Minglei yelled at me on the ground.

It's been a long time since I did a trapeze, and I was shocked and scared when I did it this time.Amidst the yelling, an extremely ugly voice said impatiently, "Don't make noise."

I immediately shut up.

After an unknown amount of time, he put me down, and I fell to the ground, touching the wet grass and dirt with my hands.

I quickly touched a stone and held it in my hand. I sat a little further away and tried to calm myself down so that I wouldn't look so embarrassed.

The man said coldly: "They have already gone far."

I thanked him, but didn't say a word, for fear that he would ask me about my background, but fortunately he was just silent.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but the man's gaze has been locked in my direction, and my hand in the sleeve didn't let go of the stone, and the stone gradually became warmer.

After a while, there seemed to be liquid flowing out of my eyes. I wiped it with my sleeve, and when I encountered a sore spot, it was excruciatingly painful.

The man's voice came suddenly, "Are your eyes okay?"

"It's okay." I faltered, but the pain was terribly painful.

I thought about turning my back roughly in his direction, and when I turned slightly, I stepped on a puddle of water.I put up my ears, and there was indeed a very thin stream of water gurgling.I bent down and fumbled, and it was really a shallow stream with a very slow flow.

I was overjoyed, bent down to put down the stone, scooped up some water with both hands, gulped it up, and then remembered that I could use this shallow stream water to wash my poor eyes a little bit.

I didn't have a handkerchief at hand, so I dipped some water on my sleeve and wiped it off my face. I couldn't grasp the strength for a while, and the pain made me covered with little stars all over the sky. Then my legs softened and I fell into the water. Someone came to support me at the speed of light, but I was so scared that I wanted to touch my precious stone.

Ugh?Ugh? !Where did it go?

"Here is a silk scarf," said the benefactor of my terrible voice, "you can use it."

He stuffed a piece of softness into my hand, and stuffed another stone in the other hand, as if it was my precious stone, still carrying my body temperature, and then his breath left me again.

I was still in shock, and the touch in my hands was completely opposite, half soft, half cold, as if I was feeling a lot of emotion at this moment, one side was extremely grateful, but the other side was full of shame.He returned my precious stone to me, as if mocking my wariness and misinterpretation of him.In fact, he has no malice towards me, according to his unrivaled martial arts, if he intends to harm me, there is no way for me to survive.

Although the man had a bad temper, he did have a good heart. My throat was slightly choked, "Thank you."

The man didn't make a sound, so I bent down and wiped my eyes lightly with the silk handkerchief dipped in water. I couldn't control the strength properly, so I covered my eyes from time to time and stopped there.

"Let me do it." The man came over suddenly again, with a very impatient voice, as if he had endured it for a long time, and with a sense of aloofness that could not be opposed, he suddenly picked me up and grabbed me. The handkerchief in my hand, apply it carefully for me.

I know he means well, but why is this man so rude.

The night is as cool as water, and the evening breeze brings the aroma of gardenias, accompanied by the fragrance of moist grass, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

The hand he lifted my face lightly is obviously so big, it seems that there are calluses from years of martial arts practice in the palm, as if it can crush me with a single slap, but the hand is so light.

"Eyes are the most precious thing," he said quietly, spraying my face with slightly alcoholic breath, mellow and sweet, mixed with the unique faint milk fragrance of people from the Western Regions, "My eyes were not very good when I was young, what? I can't see clearly, I've had enough of the pain of not being able to see. See how you ruined your eyes like this when you are young?"

"I fell." I said timidly, I really fell.

"You climbed too high." He mocked lightly.

This is a very philosophical conversation!

I smiled bitterly and stopped answering, and he didn't ask me any more.

After a while, I heard a rustling sound, he seemed to take out something, and then I felt a refreshing spray on my eyes, half of the pain disappeared.

"This is rose dew, because when I was young, I was like you. I loved to climb high, and I often fell down and my eyesight became poor..." He applied the veil lightly a few times, with a strong sense of ridicule, "My family So I added some detoxification drugs for the eyes. Your right eye should be fine, and the left eye may have a miracle when the swelling subsides."

"Thank you."

"You have purple pupils, are you also from the Western Regions?"

"I count half of them. My father is from the Central Plains, and my mother came from the Western Regions." I sighed that I have become a foreigner all of a sudden, "Listening to Engong's accent, is it Turkic?"

He hummed lightly, then wrung out the handkerchief, stuffed it into my hand, picked me up again, and sent me to a soft place.When I touched it, it turned out to be a high-quality fur, and behind it was a big tree with a strong fragrance of gardenia. It seemed to be a hundred-year-old gardenia tree.

My heart warmed up, and I sat on the fur with my back against the tree trunk, "Thank you."

I put down the stone in my hand, held the corner of the handkerchief and let the night breeze blow gently, "You gave me the sleeping bed, where do you rest?"

He didn't answer me, and there was a silence between the two of them.I don't know which direction he is sitting, there is only endless darkness in front of him.

Will my eyes be fine tomorrow?If I am really blind, will I never see Feibai and Xiyan again in my life?

After a while I fell asleep with these painful and unanswered questions, until I was awakened by terrible screams.

(End of this chapter)