The hazy field of vision was shaking, all the scenes seemed to be immersed in water waves, superimposed and transformed, and swaying layer by layer. In those skewed scenes, a man with half-clothed clothes came forward with a grinning grin while holding his blood-dripping palm.
That smile is like a ghost, like a monster, obscene and gloomy, the face is crooked, the eyes are horizontal, the wide open mouth is black, and all the white teeth can be seen, shining like sharp teeth.
There was the sound of a woman weeping in a low voice behind her, which sounded disturbing, Meng Fuyao struggled to reach out, pulled out the needle on the back of her neck, and suddenly inserted it backwards.
Weeping and standing still, the man on the opposite side showed surprise, and said in amazement, "You can still move?" Without hesitation, he strode forward, first untied the clever spirit behind Meng Fuyao and threw it aside, then grabbed Meng Fuyao and struck horizontally Picking up, kicking the wall with one foot, the wall immediately moved away, revealing a dark room, Guo Pingrong carried Meng Fuyao into it.
Meng Fuyao's mind fluttered slightly, but strangely, he did not faint. He could vaguely smell the scent of medicine, which was clear and sharp, piercing through the chaotic brain like a sharp sword, and those consciousnesses scattered around like sparks. , Immediately whirled and gathered again, a little bit of sand gathered into a tower, solidified and piled up, and gradually pieced together a complete blueprint.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of the cloth being torn, and then I felt a chill on my chest, and a pair of hot hands approached with a bloody breath, touched the skin, and trembled.
Guo Pingrong didn't know Meng Fuyao's change at the moment, his bloodshot eyes were staring at the spring in front of him, the disguise on Meng Fuyao's face had been wiped off, and the face that he had glanced at that night appeared, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, And the lips are as full as durian flowers, and Guo Pingrong's eyes slowly slipped down... The girl's skirt was torn, and the snow color of her skin was a little brighter than the snow outside the window, but there was a kind of icy muscle and bone luster and warmth. Gloss, you can also feel the tenderness and fragrance of a virgin with your eyes, rubbing it like a hand stained with blood, the bright red is reflected in the whiteness, there is a shocking fragile beauty, just like falling red gently leaving the branch , It is unbearable to make a cowardly invitation to be trampled by the king.
This kind of silent invitation can most arouse a man's animalistic and wild desires. Guo Pingrong let out a low growl, extinguished the candles in the room with a wave of his palm, and fell down panting.
The light in the room suddenly dimmed, and the space became more and more narrow and cramped. Someone outside lit a lamp, but the color was a rare lavender, and a faint purple light leaked in through the cracks in the wall.
Meng Fuyao suddenly trembled.
The claustrophobic space... The purple light leaking from the gap... This scene is so strange and so familiar, as if I have seen it like this a long time ago...
"ah!"
It was as if a heavy sword had been slashed in my mind, and the severe pain penetrated my entire consciousness in an instant. The flickering field of vision was shaken heavily, and some long-term past events hidden deep in the memory that I didn't want to open suddenly peeled off a corner. , some scenes appeared in a whirl...a narrow immobile space...a purple palace lantern hanging high in the distance...the salivating face of a middle-aged man...a hand stretched out towards his body with venomous veins...
The nightmare-like reenactment of the old events awakened the hidden memories that were sealed, the last slack of mind was gathered by the moment, and a little spark of grief and anger that had been dormant for a long time was aroused by the moment, and the whole body's true energy burst out from the dantian, rushing like a flood and rushing into a bank. Want to burst out!
Suddenly Meng Fuyao jumped straight up, raised his head, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out like a cherry rain, and then splashed down, covering Guo Pingrong's head and body.
Guo Pingrong got up in astonishment, and quickly backed away with his pants in his hands. He looked at Meng Fuyao in horror, and couldn't figure out how Meng Fuyao, who had already been hit by his "soul-locking needle", escaped from the restraint and returned to normal
Meng Fuyao jumped up, blood sprayed out, and her anger ignited like a raging fire in the scorching red. She looked down at her disheveled chest, turned her head suddenly, and stared at Guo Pingrong.
Her eyes are cold and hot, like Manjusha flowers burning in the flames, exuding the murderous and deadly aura belonging to the other side of the underworld. The expression she stared at Guo Pingrong was like an iron chain with her eyes, which had bound Guo Pingrong in an instant His soul, and then tied him to the fire of hell, instantly incinerated into ashes!
Guo Pingrong was stared at by this gaze, and his back suddenly broke out in sweat. Subconsciously, he stretched out his sword and took three steps back.
Even he himself didn't know why he had to retreat, obviously this girl's martial arts might not be able to pose a threat to him, but at this moment her eyes were too terrifying, he had never seen such a sharp sword in his life, like a gaze Killing eyes!
Oh no, I actually saw it once. Many years ago, after hearing the news, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince showed exactly the same look as this one, which made him weak at the time...
After many years, in another person's eyes, he actually saw this kind of infinitely dark and murderous gaze again!
Guo Pingrong flicked his horizontal sword, and just as he made the famous "Xinghui Swordsmanship" starting gesture, he saw Meng Fuyao with disheveled black hair rushing towards him like a furious tiger.
When she rushed over, all the zhenqi in her body was surging, causing the indoor tables and chairs to overturn, the tent flew up, and the candles stuck in the porcelain dishes on the table were all broken with a bang, and the curtains rolled in the darkness. , Meng Fuyao flew over like a black cloud, grabbed a brocade pier, and slammed it down on Guo Pingrong!
Guo Pingrong's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinprick—when did this woman's skill soar? This blow was so powerful!
However, as a disciple of the top ten, how could he back down, and how could he be afraid of a woman's angry blow
Guo Pingrong's long sword swirled furiously, rolling out a turbulent wave, and wave after wave erected a crystal wall as high as a person standing in front of him, but there was a slight "chi" sound, and the water parted from the crystal wall, melting For a ray of sharpness, it directly hit Meng Fuyao's open heart.
The sky is full of stars, a stream of light, as fast as a comet sweeping across the sky, everywhere the eyes can see is full of starlight.
Starlight enveloped Meng Fuyao, Meng Fuyao just let out a loud shout.
"break!"
With a flick of his wrist, a ray of green light surged, and in an instant Meng Fuyao's arm was cast like jasper, the jasper color became brighter and brighter, solidified vigorously, like an indestructible jasper pestle.
The fifth floor of "Broken Nine Heavens", "Brightness"!
The true strength that Meng Fuyao could not use on weekdays was finally exerted by her desperately after a strong stimulation today. This arm was instantly invincible, and with a single swipe, it split Guo Pingrong's steel-like steel-like light curtain. Straight to his throat.
Guo Pingrong let out a low cry, blocked Meng Fuyao with his sword, leaned forward, changed his sword in an instant, and drew sword shadows in the air like cocoons, wrapping Meng Fuyao tightly. .
In the dark room, there was no sword wind, no scolding, no sound of tables and chairs being overturned, no objects breaking, and even the initial low shouting sound was not heard, only two figures could be vaguely seen tossing and falling, He heard the whirring sound of the air driven by the body moving too fast, and smelled the breath of sweat and blood splashed in the air.
This was a silent and fierce fight. The slender figure was forced out time and time again, turned over again and again and rushed forward again. Meng Fuyao, who was forced to be entangled by the sudden chaos and nightmare of old events, was almost blank in his mind. , the only remaining thought is: kill him! Kill these memories that scare me!
The thirtieth trick... The hundredth trick... The three hundredth trick!
Sweat dripped from Guo Pingrong's forehead, reflecting the light so shiny.
This woman is crazy!
He has never seen someone play like this, never seen someone who can fight so recklessly!
Since the battle, Meng Fuyao left seven ruptured and bloody wounds on his body, and he left more sword wounds on Meng Fuyao's body, a total of twelve!
He has been well-trained since he was a child, and he is much older than Meng Fuyao. The injury Meng Fuyao gave him cannot restrain his actions for the time being, but even if his sword is just brushed lightly, Meng Fuyao will burst out. Bloody!
Because of this, Guo Pingrong became more frightened as he fought more and more. He was familiar with the limit tolerance of human pain, and his hands were all on the most painful joints. Normal people have already lost their combat effectiveness under such vicious sword wounds, but this one seems even A somewhat skinny girl has such powerful explosive power and endurance!
What surprised Guo Pingrong even more was that the opponent was fighting harder and harder, but he was getting weaker and weaker. It was not a decline in mental momentum, but a regression in strength. Only now did he understand in his heart that the picture of taking off his trousers was more than just trying to provoke him to punch and destroy him. Hurt your hand while painting? The more insidious purpose is to escape his true energy.
The martial arts he practiced were all the way up to now, and any martial arts that are extremely yang or extremely yin are more likely to become obsessed. He was repeatedly irritated and had evil thoughts in his heart, and his true energy went astray without knowing it. , the situation is getting worse.
This woman is so powerful that she can judge her internal strength just by the way she catches his arrow! He actually counted his character and every move accurately, came prepared, and calculated every step!
Guo Pingrong's momentum gradually retreated, his eyes were shocked, but Meng Fuyao was sneering.
What is this pain
If a person has to accept endless beating training from the age of five, crawling and rolling in the corrosive muddy water of the valley day and night, and fighting to the death with various beasts in the valley, in order to practice "breaking the nine sky" The pure Qi once buried himself in a pit for several months, and he was so hungry that he even ate earthworms. What kind of bitterness is this
The supreme mental method is the easiest to break through only in the life and death situation of fighting with masters!
What is a first-class expert
As long as someone notices the context of martial arts and prescribes the right medicine, you can also be attacked by someone weaker than you and beat you down!
Now use my blood and your sword to forge another level of advancement for me!
The five hundredth move!
Meng Fuyao, who was covered in blood all over his body, suddenly rushed forward, swung his cross arm, and blocked Guo Pingrong's sudden sword attack with his own arm!
The long sword pierced into the elbow, and pierced out from the bottom of the elbow, and the blade pierced through the bone, making a rattling sound that made teeth ache.
Guo Pingrong was unavoidably stunned by this cold-blooded response to the sword with his flesh and blood.
Just being startled, Meng Fuyao would never give him another chance to draw his sword. She suddenly took a sideways step, twisted the arm that passed through the sword, and the long sword that pierced through the bone was immediately bent a hundred and eighty times. Suddenly, it broke with a "click"!
The broken sword flew up, blood splashed all over the sword, Meng Fuyao jumped up like a flying phoenix, raised his head and let out a sharp howl, the howling sound was as clear as a phoenix cry, piercing the clouds and splitting electricity, reaching the sky, in the howling sound The green light was bright, Meng Fuyao kicked in mid-air, and kicked the broken sword straight to Guo Pingrong's lower body!
The blood-stained sword light came like lightning, flashing into Guo Pingrong's infinitely magnified terrified eyes in an instant. Guo Pingrong was alert to Meng Fuyao's intentions, screamed in panic, and rushed up like a rocket.
But it was already one step too late.
The broken sword brushed past Guo Pingrong's lower body, Guo Pingrong exhausted all his martial arts in mid-air and twisted desperately, there was a slight cracking sound, and a little blood shot out like a thin thread, and flew out of Guo Pingrong's body with a bunch of things.
"ah!"
Guo Pingrong fell from mid-air, and jumped on the ground like a dead fish. He stretched out his hand covering his crotch tremblingly, and his palm was full of blood.
But Meng Fuyao cursed in a low voice, "Damn it. Why only cut one egg!"
She swung her sword and wanted to make another cut, but she felt dizzy as soon as she took a step, and her steps staggered, knowing that she had lost too much blood, and it was impossible to kill in one go.
She wobbled over, holding up her sword, and was about to slowly give Guo Pingrong another blow. If Guo Pingrong struggled, just fight again.
Suddenly, there was a long sound of teleportation in the distance.
"The prince is here!"
The announcement was still far away, but there was the sound of footsteps coming quickly, the footsteps sounded like that of a master, so light that there was almost no sound, and they were not far away in an instant.
Meng Fuyao staggered and looked back, her whole body was covered in blood and sweat at the moment, she had already lost her strength and was almost in a semi-comatose state, and the medicine attached to the needle was also a little out of her preparation and control, which actually affected her sanity , she only vaguely heard the last two words, and from the approaching footsteps, she felt that the master she couldn't resist was approaching, and even more people surrounded her.
Stamping his feet resentfully, Meng Fuyao took a breath, jumped up, kicked open the door of the secret room, and jumped out through the back window.
Almost at the same time that her figure had just disappeared from the window, the door of the secret room was opened again, a ray of skylight poured in from the door, and it was dawn.
Along with Tian Guang, there were two rows of guards in brocade clothes. Different from the usual palace guards, these guards had stern expressions and sharp eyes.
They all wear Ruyi jade tablets inlaid with blue gold, with the word "Shangyang" in seal script on them.
Prince Wuji's exclusive bodyguard team for Shangyang Palace, the famous "Shangyang Flying Riders".
These top guards, who would not be dispatched for idle affairs, came today as a group. As soon as they arrived, they dispersed the guards of the general's mansion to one side and were not allowed to wander around. Let's go, bow together.
It snowed all night last night, so that it was already bright at four o'clock. Looking from the festival hall, the eucalyptus and Qiongzhi in the courtyard are as white as a blanket, dotted with red plums like blood.
Surrounded by the crowd in the snow, the slender figure gradually walked towards him. It seemed that his pace was not fast, but he approached in an instant. The lavender long gown with silver dragon edges fluttered slightly, and he wore a silver-white fox fur that was more brilliant than snow. The color of the jasper belt is warm and pure, and the mellow green color suddenly adds a sense of spring to the snowy fields all over the sky.
The man who came, although half of his face was covered with a mask, but his hair was like ebony, his face was like jade, and the pair of eyes hidden by the shining bristles of the silver fox fur coat were like the depths of the sea, and the waves were bright and extinguished. It seems to have been captured by the soul.
Seeing this man, those proud, solemn, and Shangyang guards who looked at no one in their eyes all bowed deeply with respect.
The hero of the world, the emperor of the dragon, enjoys the most lofty love and affection of the people of the country. At the age of fifteen, he supervised the country and assisted the government. He managed the Wuji Kingdom to become prosperous and powerful, and became famous in the Seven Kingdoms. Yes, the eldest grandson.
Grandson Wuji.
In the snow field, the eldest grandson prince of peerless elegance braved the wind and snow with dignity and elegance to walk all the way without any surprises. Wherever he passed, not even a flake of snow was broken.
It snowed all night in the festival hall, and the steps were extremely slippery, the captain of the guard came forward to welcome him, but Changsun Wuji didn't even pause, he just lifted his clothes and entered the festival hall.
The captain froze there, turning his head to look at the prince's back in surprise. For some reason, something was wrong with the prince today. He obviously had no abnormal gait and expression, but he, the old man who had followed him for many years, noticed that the prince seemed a little impatient. There also seemed to be faint anxiety in the unconcerned eyes, and even a little... anger.
He was pondering over there, but Changsun Wuji had already walked directly into the opened door of the dark room.
He stopped at the door, slowly lowered the hand that had been in the fox fur, scanned the room for a week, and took a deep breath.
The guard lowered his head even lower.
In the room, the tables and chairs were overturned in a mess, and the floor was covered with blood, dripping from one end to the other, which looked shocking. There was also a small thing, Wang was in a thick pool of blood, everyone noticed what it was with sharp eyes, and looked up in shock.
At the end of the room, Guo Pingrong's eyes were dull, and he covered his lower body. He was not injured so badly that he completely lost his fighting power, but the blow of the baby's destruction was so sudden that he couldn't react for a while.
Changsun Wuji glanced at the thing, his pupils shrank, and suddenly he took a step forward slowly.
He took this step lightly, but with this step, all the objects in the room, including tables, chairs, curtains, candles, etc., suddenly all turned into dust silently and strangely, and fluttered to the ground.
The guards looked at each other with astonishment in their eyes. It turned out that these things had been destroyed long ago, but barely maintained their original shape, and turned into ashes when the external force was stimulated. One can imagine what kind of shocking fierce battle happened in this dark room just now. So much so that everything was used as a weapon and then destroyed by true qi.
Changsun Wuji's eyes only stared at the blood on the ground. He scanned Guo Pingrong's body, and immediately determined that Guo Pingrong's wounds alone would never shed so much blood. At this moment, the eyes of Changsun Wuji changed, as if The tide rolled up in an instant, but disappeared in an instant.
He raised his hand, and the guard immediately retreated silently.
The door of the dark room was closed again, and the snowy light came in through the half-closed door, reflecting the changes in the eyes of the prince, like wind and clouds in the sky.
Guo Pingrong had already regained his senses at this time, and kowtowed deeply to the prince on the ground, choked up and said, "Your Highness... Your Highness..."
He lay down on the bloody ground and smelled the smell of blood, some of his own and some of Meng Fuyao's. He thought of that woman who was full of wit and domineering, who stabbed the broken sword full of her blood. Entering his lower body and ruining his life from then on.
He couldn't stop trembling in such a bloody and cold breath, he just felt that his splendid and glorious first half of his life seemed to end at this moment, like fireworks are easy to be cold and dreams are fragile, and in an instant he unexpectedly did helpless things end.
"Your Highness... I want revenge..."
The pool of blood in front of his eyes reflected light and shadows, reflecting a lavender robe corner, which stopped in front of him, Guo Pingrong raised his head, and looked hopefully at His Highness the Crown Prince whom he respected and feared.
He looked at those familiar eyes, those eyes were always amiable, though deep but always smiling slightly, but at this moment he felt the expression in his eyes was extremely strange, he looked at that expression, as if seeing the sky of nine heavens. The flying dragon looked down coldly, watching the mortals who dared to trespass into their inviolable territory.
Distant, persuasive, cold, and slightly murderous.
His oath to kill instantly shattered in his throat, but his whole body began to tremble involuntarily.
On the opposite side, Changsun Wuji gently squatted down, squatting in the blood dripping all over the ground, he stared at the hot blood, the light in his eyes seemed to be ignited, and said calmly, "Pingrong, you made a mistake."
Guo Pingrong raised his head in astonishment, he couldn't understand why His Highness the Crown Prince said such a sentence suddenly, and why didn't he ask the imperial physician to treat him
"You are wrong to be conceited and self-righteous. You were born at the bottom and suffered too much before you became famous. After you became famous, you couldn't control your temper. You will repay your narrow-mindedness. You once ran three hundred miles in one night. The whole family of the one who spits out is wiped out. You once ordered someone to gang-rape your sister-in-law, just because she didn't give you good looks when you were humble. You were drunk at night and were bumped into an alley. You drew your sword in anger. Kill that person, even that person's friends, innocent people who kindly came to help you and kindly persuaded you to fight."
Guo Pingrong was trembling slightly when he heard these secrets that he thought no one would know for the rest of his life. He looked up at the unfathomable Prince, and didn't understand why he brought up these old things at this moment. Why didn't you mention it again.
"I'm using a general, not a saint." Changsun Wuji seemed to see his doubts, and looked down at him indifferently, "General, you don't need moral articles, you just need to be murderous, as long as you are good at fighting and brave, able to defend and kill the enemy, and able The eighteen tribes who have always been restless in guarding the southern border for me can make contributions to the Wuji court. If your personal virtues are deficient and your personal integrity is not prudent, what have you got to do with me? What have you got to do with the court?"
He stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves moved without wind, emitting a strange light fragrance.
"But, Pinrong, you did something I can't stand today."
Meeting Guo Pingrong's increasingly puzzled eyes, Changsun Wuji suddenly smiled without a smile on his face. He bent down and whispered a few words in Guo Pingrong's ear.
Guo Pingrong's face immediately changed, as if he swallowed a charcoal suddenly, and his whole face was flattened by extreme shock. He opened his mouth, gasping for breath suddenly, and seemed to try hard to jump out. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't utter a single word smoothly.
He stared at his eldest grandson Wuji, trembling all over his body, the expression on his face gradually changed from initial shock to regret, bewilderment, despair and other emotions, finally he yelled, kneeled on the ground, crawled all the way over and grabbed Changsun Wuji's robe corner.
"Your Highness! Forgive me!"
The eldest grandson Wuji folded his hands in his sleeves, looking at his beloved general whose heart was distorted because of his unbalanced life, there was no emotion in his eyes.
"...One more thing... Tolly's brothel 'Chunshen Pavilion' uses child prostitutes, is it because of you?" Changsun Wuji smiled lightly, "You really know how to play, and you really play unscrupulously, do you really think those Is the virgin a child of a poor family in the countryside of Zhongzhou? That is a girl from the eighteen tribes of Southern Xinjiang, who was captured by Toli and fell into this world. You, the general in charge of the expedition in Southern Xinjiang, actually provoked the rebellious Southern Xinjiang , Ping Rong, you really disappoint me."
Guo Pingrong let go of his bloody hand in a daze, and stared at his eldest grandson Wuji in disbelief. He didn't understand how the prince who manages so many things even knew about the very secretive child prostitutes in "Chunshen Pavilion", let alone why Toli wanted to lie to him. He looked at his eldest grandson Wuji desperately, but he couldn't find the answer in his eyes.
"No..." Guo Pingrong suddenly jumped up like crazy, howled and rushed out the door, "If you want me to die with my arms tied, I can't do it! I am General Jianwu! I am the fourth place in the Zhenwu Conference, and I am the Ten Emperors The ninth in the middle row is under the Xinghui sect! I... "
His voice suddenly froze in his throat.
It was snowing lightly outside the door, fine flakes of snow came in through the doors and windows that were never fully covered, and flitted towards the body emitting heat, but it seemed to encounter an invisible obstacle a few feet away, and it paused for a while, drifting away. fall.
The sky was bright, and I saw the standing and kneeling figures fixed in the room, and I saw a few snowflakes falling on a finger, which was as long as jade, touching the forehead of the half-kneeling man.
With just such a gentle gesture, Guo Pingrong, who was as crazy as a tiger but also extremely powerful, could no longer rush one foot in front of Changsun Wuji.
Guo Pingrong's consciousness suddenly turned and became chaotic. There were many horizontal, vertical, and slanted threads in his mind, intertwined one by one, and twisted into a rope. The rope creaked and tightened, squeezing and tightening his memory and Sober until twisted into a mess.
He slowly tilted down, and a final waking consciousness suddenly popped up in his mind.
"My master ranks ninth among the ten emperors, and my eldest grandson Wuji..."
"I regret that I offended the wrong person..."
Before he could finish this thought, he was already stunned to the ground.
Changsun Wuji slowly withdrew his hand, and put it back into the fox fur again.
He raised his head slightly, and turned his head to look at the sky outside the window. The expression in his eyes was indescribable, as if he saw a cherished flower, which was suddenly slanted by the wind and rain, and he stretched out his hand to take care of it. The flower pricked his hand.
He was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked Guo Pingrong extremely contemptuously.
"I won't kill you... It's just that you are really just a machine from now on. I really didn't want to use this method on my subjects... It's your honor to be the first."
He turned around and walked away with a flick of his sleeves. The guards trotted up to meet him. Farther away, the guards of the General's Mansion knelt all over the ground, not daring to vent their breath.
Changsun Wuji got on the imperial chariot without looking back, and when the curtain of the carriage was lowered, he ordered lightly:
"Pass me the order."
"yes."
"There is a change in the eighteen tribes in southern Xinjiang. Those who are not ministers should be cut down. Prince De changed the title of King Rong, and the three prefectures of Rong, Zhen, and Li, and Yongzheng in southern Xinjiang. General Jianwu obeyed the command of King Rong. Pingping the pioneers will be sealed immediately."
"..."
"Huh?" Changsun Wuji turned his eyes, and the captain of the guard who was shocked and hesitant broke out in a cold sweat because of this, and quickly saluted, and replied loudly, "Yes!"
Seeing the imperial chariot rushing away, the captain of the guard gradually had a burst of puzzlement and gloom in his eyes. After a long while, he looked up at the sky that was still not clear after the snow, where the clouds were surging like waves.
After a while, he let out a low sigh, which was scattered in the cool air after the snow.
"Something's going to happen..."
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"boom!"
Meng Fuyao threw herself on a tree covered in cold sweat, and the tree was immediately covered with her blood and sweat. The cold wind blew from behind, Meng Fuyao's back was cold, but her front was as hot as a fire.
She forced herself to turn over, opened her mouth to take a breath, pressed her chest, and tried her best to get up cross-legged to balance the true energy in her body, but there were countless fire snakes entangled, crowded and writhing. When it is on fire, it seems to become a fiery snake.
What's the weird stuff in that damn needle? Like an aphrodisiac but not an aphrodisiac, there seems to be something arousing her desire, but once she is emotional, she feels a tingle in her internal organs, if it weren't for the sharp medicinal fragrance from the collar that forced her to wake up from time to time, and mobilized all "" Meng Fuyao lost her composure long ago when she was suppressed with the true strength of "Breaking the Nine Heavens", but after this fierce battle that exhausted her true energy, she was seriously injured, so she couldn't control it.
Meng Fuyao smirked vaguely, thinking vaguely that she still underestimated Guo Pingrong, the disciple of the top ten, no matter how poor his character is, his strength will not be inferior, she came prepared, step by step Be careful, or almost hit the road.
She is always on guard, she focuses her attention on the strong, and she is not on guard against the "victim" because of her habitual sympathy. In fact, she is also on guard. She tapped the Qiaoling acupoint at the beginning, but she didn't expect to be tapped The clever spirit at the Ruanma point kept holding the poisonous needle between her teeth, and when she ran to the Jietang, he beat her cruelly.
Although it was a blessing in disguise, fighting Guo Pingrong with all her strength, her "Broken Nine Heavens" really seemed to have made a breakthrough, but she still didn't expect that the Poison Repelling Incense from Boqiuli, personally prepared by Medical Saint Zong Yue, could cure all kinds of poisons Even the miracle medicine that can block the potency of aphrodisiacs can't completely resist the poison in the damn needle!
"Damn it!" Meng Fuyao cursed in a low voice, "Barefoot doctor! Quack doctor! Quack doctor!"
Suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of him, someone was approaching, Meng Fuyao immediately struggled to his feet and grabbed the dagger in front of him.
The visitor stopped in front of her, his face was ordinary and haggard, he was the man in black who appeared beside Yuan Zhaoxu from time to time.
He looked at Meng Fuyao hesitantly, with a look of regret in his eyes. His master retreated to recuperate, and he was ordered to protect Meng Fuyao, but because of an accident, he distracted his attention, causing something to happen to her. Dare to approach, because Meng Fuyao's pink cheeks are obviously abnormal, how dare he approach at this time
Standing on the spot hesitated for a while, suddenly heard the wind of someone rushing from behind, the man in black suddenly turned his head, only to see the man in white standing behind him, looking at him calmly.
Heaving a sigh of relief, the man in black bowed, "Mr. is here, it's best."
"Leave it to me." Zong Yue dismissed the man in black in a simple way, and stepped forward to look at Meng Fuyao. Meng Fuyao raised his head in a daze, recognized the familiar person in the chaotic field of vision, grinned, and stretched out his hand. Go push him, "You... stay away from me..."
Zong Yue remained silent, squatting in front of her, and stretched out his hand to feel her pulse. Meng Fuyao waved his hand to avoid his touch, and muttered, "Quack doctor, I seem to be... vulgar... taken an aphrodisiac..."
Zong Yue smiled and said, "Aphrodisiacs have always been supposed to be beauties, how do you have this qualification?"
Meng Fuyao smiled feebly, and no longer had the energy to bicker with this poisonous man, and lazily said, "Can it be cured?... If it can't be cured as soon as possible... Get out... Don't tell me that yin and yang intercourse can heal without medicine... If it can be solved by that ... I will... despise you for the rest of my life."
Zong Yue suddenly smiled. Although he looked gentle, he seldom smiled. This smile was like sunlight shining from behind the clouds, compassionate and gentle.
He said softly, "Actually, I don't mind if you despise me for the rest of your life..." As soon as he stretched out his hand to hug Meng Fuyao, Meng Fuyao trembled as if being shocked by an electric shock and wanted to struggle, but Zong Yue said indifferently, "This is already the back door of Prince De's mansion. You have already crashed back, don't you have the strength to persist from here to the mansion?"
Meng Fuyao scolded in a low voice, "...You can obviously touch my acupuncture points, but you want me to endure..."
Zong Yue lowered his head and saw her rosy face, but his eyes were intoxicating. It was willows in three springs, peach blossoms in April, clear water in May, and lotuses in ponds in June. They were the most timely and beautiful things in this world. sum of things.
Looking at such a face, he couldn't help trembling his steady hand, but Meng Fuyao suddenly opened his eyes. Her eyes were reddish but clear, like seeing the clear white sand at the bottom of a clear stream. distinct.
Zong Yue lowered his eyes, stopped talking, carried her back to his yard, touched her acupoints first, fed her a pill, and bandaged her wounds by pushing the uterus and activating blood. He stood in front of the window for a long time, groaning silently with his hands behind his back.
When Meng Fuyao woke up, his first reaction was to check his clothes to see if he had fucked anyone while he was burning with lust. Then he felt that the scorching snake seemed to have retracted into his cave, curled up into a ball and stopped wreaking havoc. However, there was a hot feeling in the depths of her dantian, which could not go away. She tried her luck, and if she realized something, she sat up cross-legged and said, "You can't eradicate this medicinal power?"
Zong Yue turned to look at her, and frowned, "The one you have taken is not an aphrodisiac, or in other words, it is much more powerful than an aphrodisiac. I yearn for sex day and night, but every time I have sex, it will damage my body, and after three months of upside-down adultery, I will definitely die."
"Advance life in advance to burn desire?" Meng Fuyao murmured, "Who is so wicked to come up with this thing?"
"Guo Pingrong's master, Fang Yimo, the sage of stars." Zong Yue's expression was a little strange, "It is said that Fang Yimo fell in love with a woman when he was young, but that woman had an affair with someone at home when he was traveling around. , just made this thing, and let the woman and the adulterer live day and night until the man was exhausted and the woman's blood dried up and died."
Meng Fuyao took a deep breath, shook his head and sighed, "No wonder Guo Pingrong is so dishonest, so his master is not a good person either."
Zong Yue said lightly, "Guo Pingrong has been hollowed out by wine and lust in recent years, and his cultivation is not as good as Naishi's 30%, and...Mr. Fang is very defensive."
He looked at the fearless Meng Fuyao, sighed and said, "Actually, the fur coat that has been dyed with the 'poison-repelling incense' made from horse chestnut is really invulnerable to all poisons. You should be safe and sound. But I just discovered that there is a hidden poison in your body that complements the ingredients of "locking love". This poison has no traces and usually has no symptoms, but it will kill you when you encounter some poisons. The most amazing thing is that in the past seventeen years, you haven't encountered those poisonous temptations. If it weren't for the poison-repelling incense today, just relying on the "love lock" and the dark poison in your body to explode together, you will die suddenly... "
"After talking for a long time, you are still afraid that I will call you a quack doctor, so you specifically told me that the poisoning is not because your medicine is bad, but because I have a hidden disease, but I listen to you, and you are helpless against this poison?" Meng Fuyao squinted his eyes. Look at him, "No way, holy doctor."
"I can't help it, and others can't help it." Zong Yue's flat tone contained arrogance, "But I have a way to reduce the effect of the medicine."
"What?"
"One is to use medicine to transform it into a real aphrodisiac, as long as you are willing to be with a man..." Before Zong Yue finished speaking, he saw Meng Fuyao put on his shoes and went out.
Zong Yue smiled wryly, and waited until she walked to the door before saying, "There is another way. This medicine is a combination of aphrodisiac and poison. It can be transformed into aphrodisiac and poison. I can transform the power of the medicine into poison. If you don't solve it for a day, you can't be emotional for a day, or you will bleed to death from the seven orifices...you choose."
Meng Fuyao came back, sat cross-legged nonchalantly, and said, "Which one should I choose, do I need to ask?"
Zong Yue stood by the window and looked at him, his face was bathed in the pale sky, his eyes were lighter than ordinary people's