Concubine Chongxi: Binding the Medicine Jar to the Master

Chapter 172 Want an Antidote?come and get it yourself
Baili Jiuge's doubts were clearly written on his face, and Si Long understood it at a glance, and a sense of loss flashed across his eyes.

"There is also a price to pay for maintaining beauty."

Si Long said: "Nineteen years ago, I walked through the forest of death and met the suzerain of the Yin Yang family. He happened to be refining medicine at that time, so he took me as a test subject. I didn't expect that the efficacy of this medicine would make me immortal forever." Keep youth until the end of life. In order to thank me for trying the medicine, he taught me the Yin-Yang spell and asked me to follow him from now on. I climbed up step by step, and finally killed the previous Necromancer and took He takes his place."

With just a few words, I feel thrilled after listening to a hundred miles and nine songs.Why is it that Duan Yao, who is also a survivor of the Penglai Kingdom, is full of righteousness, but this Si Long has bloody hands?
Can't help saying: "I don't know what you are after, but there is one thing I have to tell you, that is your childhood friend Duan Yao, who still thinks that you died on the day when Penglai destroyed the country, and she is still alive. In memory of you."

The bottom of Si Long's lifeless eyes, like stagnant water, suddenly splashed with waves.She stared at Baili Jiuge in disbelief, and asked, "Duan Yao?"

Ziqi said: "It's my master, Mrs. Siming of Epiphyllum Valley. And Mo Li is my senior brother. But you actually cast a curse to torture my senior brother! Thanks to my master who said you were her childhood friend, it's really shocking." Disgusting people!"

Si Long didn't say anything, she never thought that Duan Yao was Si Ming's wife.She has never seen Duan Yao's martial arts, if she had, she might have recognized Duan Yao's apprentice long ago.

But so what? "Even if Zhou Shizi is Duan Yao's apprentice, I won't make it easy for him. I can't touch his father, and his mother is already dead. I want him to suffer enough retribution for the crimes committed by that pair of bastards!"

Baili Jiuge's body trembled, his mind was in chaos, like a boiling oil pan, and he couldn't understand what Si Long was talking about at all.

She could probably feel in her heart that Si Long was full of hatred for Mo Li's parents, so she wanted her father to pay her debts.But this doesn't make sense!

Baili Jiuge said: "Mo Li's mother queen is the saint of your Penglai, so it is very unfortunate that she died suddenly for no apparent reason, why do you hate her?!"

"Hmph, why..." Si Long murmured, her voice becoming more and more deformed. She couldn't suppress the excitement and hatred in her heart, and suddenly laughed ferociously: "Why? Haha! No reason! I just hate, and I just want to find someone It’s just an object to vent hatred! Zhou Shizi is the most suitable, torturing him can make his father feel uncomfortable, and it happens that I can’t touch his father, so it’s the best thing to do? Hahaha..."

Hearing the wild laughter, Baili Jiuge couldn't bear it anymore, picked up a bunch of feathers in his hands, and lifted them tremblingly with his white fingers.

This Si Long, this person, this person is simply... simply mentally abnormal!

At this moment, Baili Jiuge was so angry that he almost wanted to make a move, but he forcibly suppressed the movement at hand, and put down his little hand again.

She took a deep breath and tried to say calmly: "Si Long, no matter what, I have already followed your instructions and came to the Tower of Nine Deaths. As you said, if I want Mo Li to be saved, I must Come to see you at the Tower of Nine Deaths. Now..."

Baili Jiuge cupped his hands, almost begging: "Please spare Mo Li, he has been tortured by the Yin-Yang Curse for almost 25 years, isn't this enough? I beg you to undo his Yin-Yang Curse. If you still want to If you want to vent your hatred, I will let you do whatever you want, I just ask you to return Mo Li to a normal human physique!"

"Sister Heifeng!" Ziqi grabbed Baili Jiuge's hand subconsciously, with determination in his eyes, and said, "Si Long, if you want to vent your hatred, come to me. Sister Heifeng is innocent!"

Baili Jiuge's heart warmed, and she subconsciously tightened Ziqi's hand.The two white hands were so tightly bound together.Two pairs of eyes also stared at Si Long fearlessly.

At this moment, Baili Jiuge and Ziqi, both their clothes and faces, have already been stained with blood in the previous fight.The blood has cooled down, but every breath they exhale has a heat that cannot be ignored.The slender body also stands upright, like a mast that still stands upright in the strong wind.

But Si Long was unmoved, and now she slowly returned to the reclining chair and lay down.Several middle-aged men and women next to her immediately lowered their bodies and beat her legs.

The black lips gently opened and closed, and Si Long said: "I designed and built the Tower of Nine Deaths. Since it was completed, the suzerain has handed over all the power of the Yinyang family in Heluo Kingdom to me to lead. Over the years, I heard that There are quite a few people who want to live forever because of the legends of the gods. Their expectant, fearful, and desperate eyes in the tower, as well as their greedy and ugly faces, are the only joy I have had these years."

While talking, she stared at Baili Jiuge, and asked with a ferocious smile: "You clearly know how dangerous this Tower of Nine Deaths is, but why do you still come here? Baili Jiuge, aren't you afraid of death?!"

"Don't be afraid." Baili Jiuge smiled firmly. At this moment, the resolute smile was as bright as the sun, shining into the tower of nine deaths that never sees the sun all year round.

Her red dress was burning with resolute flames, and her waving sleeves were like the wings of a phoenix.

Baili Jiuge suddenly pointed to the sky, and laughed loudly: "The direction of the heart is indomitable. I have nine deaths, and I have no regrets! Since I am here today, I must rush in front of you. What about the nine deaths? I am here for a hundred miles and nine songs, just to let you see what a narrow escape is!"

After a word fell, under the huge roof, there was a dead silence.

Si Long's eyes were bloodshot and she didn't speak.

Zi Zi prayed for Baili Jiuge, held her hand tightly, and did not speak.

And those who served Si Long stopped their movements in shock, and looked at Baili Jiuge with unbelievable eyes.

"Hahaha..." In the dead silence, laughter suddenly broke out.

It was Si Long, who smiled like a ghost fox that had wandered in the underworld for many years, and there was nothing in that tone of voice except the breath of death.

"Not bad, not bad, Baili Jiuge, I admire you from the bottom of my heart." She sneered, "But who told you that you are the wife of Zhou Shizi? If you have nothing to do with him, maybe I will be happy , I will accept you as the successor. When my term of office expires, I will also replace you as the superior Necromancer. Wouldn’t that be more fun?”

Baili Jiuge looked at Si Long fearlessly, stopped Zi Qi's about to utter abuse, and was about to beg Si Long to spare Mo Li again.

But at this moment, Si Long said: "It's rare that I appreciate you, and I still have to give Duan Yao face. Then I'll make a difference, and spare that prince Zhou."

Hearing this, Baili Jiuge gasped because of his excitement, and hurriedly said, "Are you willing to go to Luoyi with me to undo the curse for Mo Li?"

"Undo the curse?" Si Long laughed ferociously, as if she was laughing at her ignorance.

"Does my Necromancer still have to break the curse myself?" Si Long said, stretching out her hand, and pressed a wooden button next to the reclining chair.

The organ was triggered, and a small table rose up in the center of the hall.There was a wooden box on the table.

"This is?" Baili Jiuge asked.

"It's for you." Si Long's smile was a little weird, and she said, "If you want the antidote, come and get it yourself. Take it back and give it to Prince Zhou, and the Yin-Yang Curse will be solved naturally."

Is it that simple?Baili Jiuge was stunned. Although she was full of excitement, she still tried her best to maintain her composure, telling herself over and over again that it might not be that simple, and she always felt that Si Long was not a person who would let it go.

But Ziqi stared at the wooden box with all his heart, let go of Baili Jiuge's hand, ran over, and shouted: "Sister Heifeng, don't come here, I will get the medicine alone!" As long as the antidote is taken Once you get it, you can do whatever you want with the rest!
"Ziqi!" Baili Jiuge stretched out his hand, but couldn't get Ziqi back, feeling something was wrong in his heart.

Unable to think about it anymore, Baili Jiuge hurriedly flew up, followed Ziqi, and the two of them rushed to the middle of the room together, and came to the small table.

Baili Jiuge didn't stop for a moment, and quickly took the wooden box in his hand.

However, the moment the box left the table, there was a vibration under the two people's feet.

It was too late and then fast, almost at the same time, the floor under the two of them collapsed and shattered!
Baili Jiuge fell like this, and Ziqi grabbed Baili Jiuge's hand with one hand, and the other hand, at the moment of falling, grabbed the wooden board on the edge.

The lives of the two were hanging by a thread, and all of this happened so suddenly.

Ziqi's little hand holding onto the edge of the board went numb within a short time, and the palm of her hand was scratched by the board, and she was in no mood to pay attention to the pain.

At this moment, he just shouted: "Sister Heifeng, you must hold on to me, I will pull you up!" While shouting, he struggled hard, trying to use his lightness skills to fly up.

But the feet of the two of them are already empty, and there is nowhere to borrow strength. It is already very difficult for Ziqi to support the weight of the two of them, and it is impossible to go up now.

She scolded angrily: "Si Long, are you ashamed?! You actually used the antidote to set up traps for us!"

"Hahaha..." Si Long was still lying on the recliner, admiring the struggle of Ziqi and Baili Jiuge before they toppled, like a trapped beast.She didn't speak, just smiled and smiled.

And then, Baili Jiuge and Ziqi felt in horror that the whole Tower of Nine Deaths began to vibrate!

The vibration started from a slight shaking, and suddenly increased. After a while, it shook like a huge earthquake.Objects were overturned, windows were shattered, tiles on the top of the tower were constantly falling off, and the wooden floor was cracked piece by piece.

Baili Jiuge was stunned.How the hell did this happen?Is the Tower of Nine Deaths about to collapse? !

The whole area was crumbling and booming, and the bodies of Ziqi and Baili Jiuge were also shaking, like leaves that would fall off at any time. The situation was extremely dangerous.

Ziqi clenched her teeth tightly, her gums were already bleeding, and she was still reluctant to let go.

In the gloom, Baili Jiuge saw Si Long, surrounded by those attendants, performing lightness kung fu and flying leisurely out of the window.

From a distance, Si Long's ferocious laughter came: "The Tower of Nine Deaths is the test of nine deaths, but on the fifth floor, I let you rest mercilessly. So this is the last death among the nine deaths." ..."

The voice gradually faded away, echoing again and again, "Baili Jiuge, can you survive this last death safely? Hahaha..."

The ferocious laughter has gone away, but it still seems to be lingering in the tower, penetrating through Baili Jiugeer in every pervasive way.

It turned out that the last death of the Tower of Nine Deaths was to let the invaders die together with the whole tower!Although Baili Jiuge expected that Si Long would not let it go, she never expected that the vicious organs at every level were just paving the way for the final death penalty!
Baili Jiuge shook her head in a daze. At this moment, she was stunned, anxious, angry, and had nowhere to vent.

I finally got the antidote to the Yin-Yang Curse, but I have to be buried with the Tower of Nine Deaths... Mo Li, Mo Li, I'm sorry, I'm afraid, I'm afraid she won't be able to go back...

The vibration is getting stronger and stronger.The entire Tower of Nine Deaths seemed to be turned into ruins in the next moment.

Baili Jiuge raised his head, looking at Ziqi who was still persevering, and suddenly there was a burst of sour heat in his eyes.She hastily squeezed her eyes to keep herself from shedding tears, those pupils were blinking, as clear as a spring flowing down from a snow-capped mountain.

"Ziqi." Baili Jiuge called out with a smile.

She looked down at Shang Ziqi, but she just smiled brightly, and then used both hands, one hand instead holding Ziqi's wrist to support herself, and the other hand, she stuffed the small box into Ziqi's hand.

Ziqi was surprised, because she was struggling to support the bodies of the two of them, she asked with difficulty: "Sister Heifeng, what are you...doing?"

"Ziqi, hold this box tightly and don't let go."

Baili Jiuge smiled, and with difficulty broke Ziqi's fingers onto the box one by one.During this period, the violent shaking made it almost impossible for the two of them to maintain the status quo.

Finally, Baili let Ziqi's numb little hands hold the box tightly.She breathed a long sigh of relief, and smiled at this moment, that bright and hearty smile was too dazzling, which made Ziqi suddenly have a bad feeling.

"Sister Heifeng, you—"

Before Ziqi could finish his sentence, he saw a bunch of feathers spilling out from the free hand of Baili Jiuge.Then, Baili Jiuge stepped on the feather with all his strength, rushed upwards with his strength, and pushed Ziqi hard, pushing Ziqi onto it.

Ziqi fell to the floor and got up desperately, but only saw a red shadow falling rapidly.

At this moment, Ziqi's hysterical cry was swallowed up by the vibrating boom.But she heard the voice of Baili Jiuge, as if it came from the abyss, so firm, loud and clear, without complaint or regret.

"Ziqi, promise me that you must give Mo Li the antidote! Tell him, I won't die!"

will not die.

won't die...?

Baili Jiuge smiled, never smiling so relieved in his life, as if he had laughed all the ups and downs of the past 18 years.

But why is it so blurry?The bottom of her eyes seemed to be filled with hot and humid mist, which made her unable to see clearly, only the eyes full of precariousness...

The hot tears falling from the eyes kept splashing, and the bright red wrapped around Baili Jiuge's body, falling rapidly.I don't know if it will be the next moment, she will fall on the ruins and become a wisp of dead soul.

But she still smiled, just like the day she first married, she smiled as beautifully as a cloud, and her flair could captivate the world.

"Mo Li..."

Calling this name, letting the tears slide down her cheeks, she caressed the corners of her upturned lips.

"I'm sorry, Mo Li, I can't smile at you anymore... Unexpectedly, I was the one who broke my promise first..."

She murmured with a smile, but who knew, her heart was slowly splitting into countless pieces, and it was about to be turned into ruins along with the tower of nine deaths. The bottom of her heart was so painful that there was no way out.

The slender red shadow was gradually engulfed by the darkness, and finally fell into the bottom of the abyss...

The moon passed the middle of the sky, and it was as bright as a piece of snow.

It turned out that it was already midnight outside.

Luoyi City, in the depths of the silent courtyard, a burst of heart-piercing pain pierced the top of Mo Li's head, as if a sharp claw had penetrated into his brain, scratching and scratching frantically .

This terrible pain forced him to wake up from the coma, and he sat up suddenly. At this moment, his fingers dug out five holes in the quilt under him.He was trembling wildly, panting heavily, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

The ominous feeling that was like a nightmare and reality just now is still tightly wrapped around his heart at this moment.Mo Li covered his heart, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, tried his best to stand up, and wanted to go to bed...

At this time, Yin Liehuo, who was lying on the side and sleeping, was awakened.As soon as he raised his head, he saw Mo Li tremblingly about to get up... Yin Liehuo quickly stood up and stopped him, "Mo Li, why are you..."

"Don't stop me." He interrupted Yin Liehuo.

When the voice came out, he coughed up blood uncontrollably. He was tortured by the Yin-Yang curse to the point where he could barely even speak, but he still wanted to stay in bed desperately.

Jiuge, Jiuge... the name was shouting in his heart.He knew that something happened to her.He wants to be by her side, he can't let her go through life and death like this again, he can't let her...

"Mo Li!" Yin Liehuo hugged Mo Li, trying to drag him back to the couch, but he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and she couldn't stop him.

Yin Liehuo could only shout: "Mrs. Yao, Young Master Rong... Come quickly!"

Hearing the movement here, a white shadow rushed in through the door.With a snap of his fingers, Rong Weijun tapped Moli's acupuncture points, placed him back on the couch, and covered him with a quilt.

"Ziqian, you..." Mo Li frowned, Rong Weijun had almost never seen this painful and anxious look, so he shrugged helplessly, turned his head, and looked at Duan Yao who was following him.

Duan Yao entered the room, went straight to the couch, sat down, and asked nervously, "What just happened?"

"Master..." Mo Li was gasping for breath, the corners of his lips were still bleeding, and the chill caused by the double yin and yang spells in his body was like ten thousand ice blades poking his heart, piercing his spleen, grinding Touching his meridians, freezing the blood all over his body.

This kind of suffering is not worth it even if all the sufferings from life to life are accumulated together.

But Mo Li couldn't feel it, all the pain was not as good as the worrying pain at this moment.

"Jiu Ge... something happened to Jiu Ge..."

This kind of pain is far better than the pain of the body, as if half of his soul was mercilessly torn apart, torn to pieces, life would be worse than death.

(End of this chapter)