At the end, Ye Lingyue did not forget to turn her head and "warn" Goddess Luoyin.
"Don't follow me. If I find out that you're following me, I don't mind drawing ten or eight knives on your fiance's face, which is prettier than a woman's."
When she put down this cruel sentence, the back of the flimsy person beside her froze all of a sudden.
Today, for Ren Tutian, it is simply a day of suffering.
He had just had his tongue cut off by Ye Lingyue, and his body was covered with scars from the fickleness. Two big enemies were right in front of him, but he couldn't resist.
Under Ye Lingyue's cold gaze, he didn't even dare to conjure up any extra thoughts, let alone come up with any ghostly ideas.
Although Ren Tutian was injured, he was a martial artist with a good physique. Along the way, with Bo Qing's support, the three of them walked a long way until Goddess Luo Yin and her group could no longer catch up.
The most dangerous place is actually the safest place.
Ye Lingyue simply turned back to the shrine occupied by Yu Nianzhi and others earlier.
His fickle face had become ugly, and he closed his eyes, and as soon as he let it go, he fell to the ground with a "slap".
The puppet doll's head was still biting his neck firmly, happily sucking the ruthless blood.
The head, which was originally the size of a fist, became the size of a watermelon.
"He is dead, the puppet doll will drain his blood and divine power."
Although Ren Tutian couldn't speak, seeing such a scene of fickleness, he thought evilly in his heart.
"Find all these herbs, or I will kill you."
Ren Tutian caught Ye Lingyue's warning eyes again, Ren Tutian looked at the paper in his hand, and the name of the herb on it surprised him again.
These herbs are actually good antidotes, but with these herbs, it is impossible to completely cure the poison of the puppet doll.
Ren Tutian pouted, expressing disdain.
But before he could react, there was another pain in his neck, and a bloody brand pierced into his neck.
"This is slave seal, you'd better listen to me obediently, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death, worse than Yu Nianzhi's death."
As soon as Ye Lingyue finished speaking, Ren Tutian felt that there was an irresistible voice in his head ordering him, and he immediately went to find the herbs.
Ye Lingyue settled Boqing in that small shrine, and she wanted to check Boqing's injuries.
But the head of the puppet doll hanging on the fickle neck is like a loyal guard dog. As soon as Ye Lingyue gets close, it makes a crazy neighing sound, like a mad dog. If you get close, you will jump up and bite without hesitation.
"Tsk, dare to fight against my aunt."
Ye Lingyue spat.
She touched her palm, and a pale flame danced on her palm.
The flame was neither black nor white, and exuded an astonishing heat.
Seeing that spark of fire, the puppet doll, who was still very arrogant, flinched.
There was a look of horror in his eyes.
"Get rid of all evil things in the world, ashes."
Ye Lingyue's pupils shrank slightly, and the ashes jumped up like a police dog that had woken up.
As soon as the fire touched the puppet doll's head, the puppet doll let out screams, like a baby crying, which made people's eardrums hurt.
Under the raging fire, the head was burned to ashes.
Ye Lingyue sent Ren Tutian away just to better heal her wounds.
She also knows that a puppet doll is a very filthy monster.
Ordinary medicinal herbs can only relieve its residual poison.
If you want to cure it, you must use her tripod breath.
Seeing that the puppet doll would not be burned to death, Ye Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief.
"Boqing has passed out, so it won't be poisoned into the internal organs, right?"
Ye Lingyue hesitated for a while, then bent down, trying to feel the pulse of Bo Qing.
But just as her hand touched Boqing's neck, Boqing, who was already "comatose", suddenly opened his eyes.
"Who did you say looked like a woman?"
Even though he lost the memory of the past, when he heard others talk about his avoidance, he was still angry instinctively.
With lightning speed, his slender fingers strangled the Achilles' heel on Ye Lingyue's neck.
The four eyes met, and Ye Lingyue never expected that Bo Qing could still remain sober when she was poisoned.
It has to be said that Boqing has grown a lot compared to when he was in the human world.
Ye Lingyue had a headache.
"Thin love, how can you believe that I didn't mean to hurt you. You don't remember me, I don't blame you, but you and I are really good friends, good friends who have gone through life and death, and have gone through adversity."
"good friend?"
Fickle snorted.
He has no friends.
Even Luo Yin and Luo Yan Fangxian, they are only his saviors.
The word friend was too unfamiliar to him.
Boqing knew that he shouldn't believe it, but for some reason, when he heard the word "good friend" from Ye Lingyue's mouth, his heart, which rarely stirred up waves, seemed to be touched, gently move.
This woman has a poisonous mouth and a poisonous heart, but she looks... so beautiful.
Especially when she was speaking, her breath was blue, her eyelashes trembled slightly, the bottom of her eyes were like two pools of clear springs, and she could see the bottom with a clean glance, which made people feel refreshed.
His ruthless fingers were supposed to break her beautiful neck, but by accident, he couldn't do it.
Her skin is very good, even the neck is smooth without any pores, just like a piece of fine silk, which makes him a little bit fond of it.
The hand that was supposed to be cruel and heavy handed loosened a little bit.
Fingers groping Ye Lingyue's neck, a trembling pleasure welled up in her heart.
Boqing stared at Ye Lingyue's ever-moving lips as if possessed by a demon.
Those ruddy lips were like the sweetest honey, waiting for him to take a bite.
This feeling has never happened before, even when facing Luo Yin.
After Baoqing and Goddess Luoyin became a fiancée, Goddess Luoyin entangled him very tightly. Sometimes, she would do some intimate things, such as asking for kisses.
Boqing also tried to kiss, but every time, he just felt the breath of Goddess Luoyin, and felt dirty, so he avoided it subconsciously.
But this time, it was different.
He likes her breath, her appearance.
Even if she knew she was a poisonous poppy, beautiful but containing deadly poison.
But he was still like a moth to a flame, desperate to kiss Fangze.
Just one bite... Like a gluttonous child, Boqing moved her hand up unconsciously and landed on Ye Lingyue's lips.
He groped lightly, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.
Breath has spewed on Ye Lingyue's face.
Ye Lingyue's eyes widened all of a sudden, and her ruthless face was reflected in her pupils. Earlier, due to excessive blood loss, her face became like a white paper, but due to the exaggeration of lust, it has recovered a little. Divided into a blush.