The moonlight made the shadow on the window elongated strangely, but reflected all the movements clearly, and saw the shadow leaning over and lowering its head, stretching out its palm to take a picture—
Meng Fuyao rushed in immediately.
Without saying a word, she raised her palm and went to catch the falling palm, the wind sounded ferocious and murderous, but the man floated away, still as light as nothing with his back facing her, Meng Fuyao flew to catch up, and suddenly felt that he was in front of him. My heart cools down.
She lowered her head in amazement, and saw the fountain of blood gushing out, her own blood, hula la dragging the startling Hongqiao across the room.
At the other end of the blood spring, the bright knife light flashed behind the spattering blood, and Ya Lanzhu's face flashed past in a trance.
At this moment, Meng Fuyao heard a loud noise in his head.
Beads—
how-
Before a thought could be finished, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, holding the white jade bottle in that hand, sucked the blood spring into the bottle with a light stroke, seemed to laugh, then waved the hand, turned to grab her.
Meng Fuyao took a deep breath to endure the severe pain in his chest, raised his hand and began to chop, but the man just turned around lightly, the reddish moonlight came in, and he suddenly disappeared.
Under Meng Fuyao's serious injury, he reacted calmly, immediately turned over and jumped up, intending to escape and call for help when he broke through the roof, but when he was halfway up, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
The roof disappeared, and in front of him was a coral-like moon. Under the light of the moonlight, the eldest grandson Wuji in light purple long clothes swept his palms silently to attack, and the pale Yalanzhu stabbed out with a knife full of hatred.
He drops palm, she bayonets, he drops palms, she bayonets...
It was like playing a movie and played it back in front of her eyes over and over again, as if it wanted to impress this painful moment in her mind again and again until she could never forget it.
And in the replays, I also experienced the pain of betrayal and deception over and over again. If the reincarnation goes on and on, until the original persistence and determination in the mind are washed away, only the bone-piercing pain of this moment is left.
The pain of having that trust broken.
Meng Fuyao's eyes went dark, and a string in his brain was plucked countless times until there was an overwhelmed "clank".
She falls.
The moment before the fall, a sentence suddenly flashed in my mind.
"We have a legend in Fufeng that this moonlight, which is as pink as coral, is the day when Fufeng's witchcraft flourished. On this day, top wizards cast their spells, and the power of avoiding gods and ghosts is infinite."
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When Meng Fuyao woke up again, his eyes were filled with chaos.
There is no wind, no moon, no stars, no light, but it is not completely dark, but a piece of ignorant gray, pale gray without any vitality.
In that patch of ashes, someone said leisurely: "At first I only wanted to take your blood, but now I think... you are really a good introduction..."
Meng Fuyao said coldly: "Who are you?"
The man's calm voice was indistinguishable from male and female, and seemed to be smiling, "Your master."
"Bah!" Meng Fuyao replied forcefully.
The man still smiled: "You are very strong, and your martial arts and aspirations are close to the peak. It is indeed difficult to subdue you, but the benefits are indeed endless. No matter what, I will give it a try."
Meng Fuyao pressed her heart, but that knife failed to pierce her heart. After experiencing countless bloody storms, she will never forget the basic defense even at the most defenseless moment—never point your heart at anyone's hand .
That's what Changsun Wuji once said to her, as a superior, one must abandon any emotional factors when necessary, doubt when one should doubt—trust when one should trust!
One inch is enough to save her life, but now she is very weak due to excessive blood loss, and the opponent's strength is extremely strong, not inferior to her in her heyday, and even seems to be worse, if she wants to escape alive, she needs 120,000 yuan Persistence.
persist in.
She didn't want to fall silently into the traps set by others step by step, and die in the chaos of the world.
She will die in the sky, after touching that hope.
Meng Fuyao reached into his bosom to take the pill made of Teng 蚳 that he had snatched in the Mizong Valley. This is something that can solve the mind control method, but this is the antidote after the middle control method, and it is effective for the prevention of mind control in advance. She wasn't sure if it didn't work, and she couldn't be sure whether the other party was using mind control, but it was better to have hope than no hope.
As soon as his hands were in his arms, the man flicked his sleeves, and the small bag containing the pills rolled away, as if it had landed in some corner.
"You are in pain... isn't it?" The voice suddenly changed, becoming sad and mournful, "Being cheated... cheated by the one you love... Betrayed by the friend you wholeheartedly protect... It hurts..."
The gray and white scene in front of him suddenly rolled and changed, showing the back of the eldest grandson Wuji floating towards Ya Lanzhu's bedroom, and showing his dropped palm.
At the same time, the dialogue that was blown in the wind was also repeated.
"...don't let her know..."
"... the transfer of frontier troops..."
"... Hold on to me, wait for me..."
…
"Why did you lie to me..." The sad and mournful voice, combined with those powerful scenes and words, sighed over and over again, washing over her mind, "Cheat me... lie to me... people who swear... can't be trusted..."
My mind turned into a sharp blood red, messy light and shadows and chaotic thoughts came in waves, it seemed that it was like that in a trance, it seemed that I was deceived, and I was clearly told in my consciousness, as long as I admitted that it was like that , as long as he obeys that understanding, he can be freed from such severe pain... However, after a long while, Meng Fuyao gritted his teeth and burst out a word: "No!"
The voice paused for a moment, then changed the tone again, it was more painful, with hints of anger, and asked: "Why are you hiding it from me... What are you hiding from me!"
There are many phantoms, fangs and claws coming ferociously, this time it is more vivid and faster, like a fast-forward horror movie, flashing back in my mind, the eldest grandson Wuji floats out, flashes into the bedroom, and drops his palms... There are even more. Looking back and smiling, it seems true.
very true... very true...
it's true... it's true...
A voice in her head desperately told her... It's true, it's true, it's true...
"Why are you keeping it from me... What is there to keep from me!"
Who made that sound? Ah, it's me, it's me, it's me who is questioning angrily, every sentence is heart-wrenching, it's me... no... no... yes... yes... no...
His mind was churning like a knife, fluttering and whirling amidst the chaos of light and shadow and blaring spells, Meng Fuyao held his head, his teeth stuck in his lips and the blood line was thin.
After a while, her answer was still firm: "No!"
The voice changed again, full of doubts, "...what are you doing there? Why don't you let me be with her? Are you afraid that I will find something?"
The ensuing scene was more intense and exciting, the slow motion flashed in my mind little by little, Changsun Wuji ignored her call, and coldly clapped her hands...
Meng Fuyao rolled on the ground with her head in her arms, and the wound burst into blood profusely as she struggled, but she didn't notice it at all, and only desperately resisted the overwhelming impact in her head. Black, the world is so full of pain.
"no!"
The voice changed again, sternly, "...the so-called sincere following is not worth the national interest!"
"no!"
Sadly, "... Changsun Wuji, you blame me!"
"no!"
Helpless, "...why can't you tell me clearly? You have lived up to my trust after getting along for so long!"
"no!"
Puzzled and painful, "Zhuzhu... my only close friend... why did you treat me like this..."
"no!"
Shocked, "So you hate me! Zhuzhu! You really hate me!"
"no!"
A mouthful of blood was sprayed on the ground, and the blood was splashed all over the ground.
Meng Fuyao couldn't see the blood color, her world had already been submerged in the redder purgatory, the sky and the earth were scorching hot and surrounded by magma, she was tossing and tormenting in it, using all her spiritual power to resist the bewitching thoughts, determined not to let illusions and The deceit destroyed her most precious trust in affection and friendship.
That is the spiritual pillar for her to move forward bravely in her life, and she will no longer be herself without these.
That is the solid backing she has persisted until now. She promised him and believed in him!
no!
It is not!
The eight "nos" exhausted all her persistence and will.
However, in the whole world, she is the only one with such persistence and will.
The moon of Rakshasa, under the psychic witchcraft, the clanking woman who was seriously injured, chose to firmly believe, "No!"
The person beside him seemed to pause in breath in amazement, as if he hadn't thought that Meng Fuyao, who was seriously injured and weak, could resist to the end with such a violent persecution of consciousness that exhausted all top-notch means, and was brainwashed by almost completely real illusions.
This was never possible in the past.
No one in the world understands the cruelty and horror of this Dafa better than this person, that is to destroy, to collapse, to kill, to twist, and it is the ultimate of everything that can destroy the spirit in the world.
In order to cultivate this Dafa, this person has also exhausted his mind, prepared for many years, and tried his best. He believes that even gods and ghosts can completely extinguish his consciousness and surrender to the illusion.
What kind of affection and trust made her so determined to resist the God-shifting method that no one could resist so far
What kind of person is lucky enough to get such deep affection and trust
There was silence in the air, except for the occasional strange "crack" sound, only Meng Fuyao's heavy panting could be heard, the man's pause had a taste of shock, it was also the first time in his life. Second-rate.
The pale red moonlight has moved westward, and the rakshasa moon night, witchcraft is soaring, it can be magical, heaven and earth, and gods and ghosts are changing.
The god-sent opportunity once in ten years will pass away under the blatant resistance of the peerless woman.
The painstaking and far-reaching layout cannot fall short.
A long and long sigh was finally scattered in the wind, like a sigh, like a pity, like a pity.
"I can't get your will... I can only take the next best thing and use your flesh and blood..."
Slowly extend the slender fingers.
Meng Fuyao opened her eyes in a daze, listening to the movement around her, the gray mist in front of her eyes had been replaced by a bloody red, only a faint shadow could be seen, it seemed that the other party extended his hand very slowly, there was a slight hiss in the blood red. The hiss sounded very scary, but it couldn't move in front of her for a long time.
The other party seemed to be a master of psychological attacks, every word and every move was intended to destroy the enemy's will.
The faintly faint voice seemed to be in front of him.
Something flitted softly around the cheeks, like a smooth ribbon.
Meng Fuyao raised his hand and pinched it like lightning. The thing flashed fast and disappeared in an instant. However, Meng Fuyao clearly couldn't see it, but he still followed the track he heard and twitched his fingers forward. The extremely thin tail was so thin that it was almost impossible to grasp it, but Meng Fuyao held it tightly and flicked it suddenly!
The thing hung limply in his hand.
The other party seemed to be surprised again, and smiled softly: "You are really amazing, and you have broken A Fei in this situation... I started to admire you, but it's a pity that this thing, the world's most poisonous Gu, let alone touch it, just smell it It is also mortal."
Meng Fuyao had already fallen down before she finished speaking, with a layer of blueness on her face, she struggled and rolled silently on the ground, and the place she passed was covered with bloodstains. Hearing her breathing gradually weakened, that voice became more and more cheerful, He said softly: "The nine-tailed raccoon can detoxify the world's strange Gu, but this kind of insanity can only be detoxified by the inner alchemy of the nine-tailed raccoon. If you are not willing to kill it, it is tantamount to killing yourself."
Stepping over with brisk steps, the voice seemed regretful: "Really, I want a live and obedient you. Such a you is very useful. If I'm lucky, I can own all the world, but now I can only use you who are dead and only have flesh and blood... but you are so strong, I have no choice but to settle for the next best thing."
It seemed that someone handed it over, and the wind around it suddenly tightened a meter away, as if a god reached out with his fingers like iron pincers, trying to choke fate's throat.
Rolling to the corner of the wall, Meng Fuyao, who was dying out of breath and out of breath, suddenly jumped up.
She jumped up, grabbed the small medicine bag that had fallen in the corner of the wall with one hand, and with a flash of black light in the other hand, "Slaying Heaven" came out!
The black awn is like a tide, the bloody and angry black tide standing up into the wall!
The tide roared and rushed, as if it were made of steel, the light was like a halo three feet away, and the place where the light touched was like a sharp sword with a thousand handles flying in all directions, spraying fine blood beads everywhere, and the sound of collapse sounded everywhere.
Meng Fuyao gathered all his strength for a sky-shattering blow!
The man was surprised, "Huh?" He didn't dare to take it hard under the power of such a top expert's all-out blow, he retreated, and seemed to see something when he stepped back, he said "Ah" again, raised his hand and greeted him again. go up.
Meng Fuyao had already started to retreat.
Her charge clearly looked like she wanted to die with the opponent, going forward without any possibility of retreating, but when she retreated, she was as flexible as a fish in the sea, from rushing forward to flying backward, without even a turning point in the middle, with a loud bang, Her back slammed into a wall behind her, and her body had already pierced through the wall amidst the blood splatter, making a turn like a goshawk amidst the smoke and dust.
At a turning point, the slightly hot light sprinkled on the face, and the sky brightened in the blood-red field of vision!
dawn!
The legendary Raksha Moon Night, which no one took seriously but actually existed, has passed!
The moment she came into contact with the sky light, there was a sudden bang in Meng Fuyao's head, and the remaining power of the chaos rushed towards her, and it was about to destroy her consciousness in an instant.
She immediately grabbed a handful of pills, but couldn't see what kind of medicine they were, and ate them indiscriminately.
There was a sound of wind on her clothes behind her, and she immediately jumped up and ran away with 120,000 points of strength. She couldn't see anything in her blood-red vision, and she maintained her balance entirely with her super strong skills, running wildly without knowing the direction.
She runs wild.
First run on the high and low eaves, on the winding streets, then on the undulating mountains and fields, on the up and down plateaus.
In the end, I forgot why I ran wildly.
She has been having a splitting headache, which is the sequelae caused by the huge mental torture. The aftertaste of those controls swirls in her mind endlessly. Every time there is a shock, she forgets a layer of the past and reality.
In order not to let her bloody amnesia, she kept looking for medicine from the medicine bag, but for convenience, her medicine bag was full of pills, big and small pills, and she was not careful enough to remember which medicine on weekdays I had no choice but to take the medicine according to my feeling. Anyway, the poison was placed separately, and it was filled with medicine for curing diseases, so there must be no major problem.
However, even if they are all medicines for curing diseases, the consequences of mixing them together are unpredictable. The consequences she encountered were intermittent fuzzy memory confusion. She sometimes remembered everything and sometimes forgot everything.
In such a chaotic run, when she remembered everything like that, she wanted to find Changsun Wuji, but when she ran out, she had no direction, and after a while of running, she became more and more uncertain. She had already left the city, but she have no idea.
In the end, she took too much medicine, and she became more and more confused. She rarely remembered the name of her eldest grandson Wuji, but a shadow often flashed in her heart, and when she heard a call, she herself vaguely felt that he was a very important person. Very urgently calling, she had to run over to get back to him, so she ran more and more vigorously, but ran further and further away.
Because of her, blind.
When fighting against the opponent's spells, under such persecution, she resolutely chose to gather her true energy first, and only by gathering her true strength can she escape. Therefore, she did not use all her mind to protect her brain and consciousness, so as to As for the brain, under the combined attack of the gray mist that may have been mixed with toxins and the destruction of thoughts, blood was congested, and the blood flowed downwards, affecting vision.
Toxins in the body can be eliminated, but those that reach the eyes cannot be controlled. No one can practice martial arts to the eyes.
She herself knew the consequences of that at the time, but she still made this cruel choice. She would rather go blind than be controlled by the other party and become a harmful puppet driven by the other party.
She, Meng Fuyao, is very valuable now, Empress Dawan is still second, but if she is used to threaten Wuji Hanxuanyuan and murder those three, the consequences will be disastrous for her.
So you can pay any price, and you will never be charged!
The price is as heavy as Mount Tai in front of people who disregard feelings; in front of people who cherish feelings, it is nothing!
Blind is blind! My old lady is clear!
If the other party knew that Meng Fuyao was able to concentrate on concentrating his true strength in order to escape in such a situation, and could make a cruel decision to himself in an instant, his amazement would be even higher.
Meng Fuyao, who survived the bloody storm and tempered so many times, has such perseverance that no one in the world can match!
She survived the mental torture of this night and persisted until the end of the Raksha Moon Night.
She chose to blind herself in order to escape the final blow.
She pretended to be about to die from a Gu, in exchange for the chance to roll to the corner and get back the medicine bag.
She used eight categorical "No!" in exchange for her complete self, and for the results that the people she cares about will not be threatened because of her.
She felt that she was very good, very good, and truly did what Changsun Wuji taught her, doubt when doubting, and trust when trusting!
The conversation that I heard that night was really from Changsun Wuji, and Changsun Wuji was indeed always different during that time. With her nature, it was inevitable to ask questions and try to pursue them. However, when that "Changsun Wuji" floated into Ya The moment Lanzhu patted the palm of her bedroom, she immediately determined that it was a fake.
The palm of Wuji reflected on the window is too long, she is very familiar with the hand of her eldest grandson Wuji, even a shadow can be discerned.
She never really doubted her eldest grandson Wuji.
Political considerations are a must for politicians. It is a subconscious idea to think about what choice he will make in the face of national interests from the perspective of Changsun Wuji. Talk to her about the way of being a king and governing, and develop her habit of considering political considerations before encountering situations, boldly doubting and carefully seeking evidence.
But she didn't think that Changsun Wuji would really choose that way.
Still the same sentence, even the rival in love didn't make a move, let alone Ya Lanzhu
He may not necessarily put her first when it comes to national interests and her, but he has always tried his best to balance and never wants to have conflicts.
I know your heart.
My heart, do you know
Just like He Chi's conversation, she was only rude to her eldest grandson Wuji, not really angry, but because she wanted to see him live a fuller life, and she didn't want Meng Fuyao to be the only one in his world.
Only Meng Fuyao, if she leaves in the future, how will he survive the long life
A person's world is too barren, completely occupied by one thing, that is a terrible thing.
She didn't want him to fall into that nightmare.
nightmare...
Rather, let me do it!