768, Gong Ling'an
"Why, you don't know me?"
Seeing that Gu Qianxue was stiff and unresponsive, the man smiled lightly, and patted the old leader's shoulder with his fair and slender fingers. In an instant, the old leader fell to the ground like a skeleton that had lost its support.
There was no sound, as if this was not a living person, but a corpse.
corpse
When Gu Qianxue realized the word "corpse", cold sweat poured down her spine.
Refining Corpse Puppet Art!
These five characters kept flashing in her mind.
The man walked up slowly, getting closer and closer to her.
Gu Qianxue wanted to dodge, but her feet seemed to be on the ground, and an invisible strong pressure pressed her to the spot.
In the animal world, it is often seen that a mouse stared at by a poisonous snake is as stupid as it is and does not know how to resist, just waiting to be swallowed, and Qianxue also experienced this feeling at this time.
"Yeah, long time no see." Gu Qianxue tried her best not to shake her voice, "How is the second prince?"
That's right, the man in front of him, with a faint smile but sinister, beautiful but deadly appearance, is none other than the second prince, Gong Ling'an, who disappeared for a while.
Gu Qianxue never expected that Gong Ling'an would come to Chu Yanguo, let alone dream that he would turn the leader into a puppet.
"Since... when did you start?" Gu Qianxue asked tremblingly, "Refining the puppet technique may not be completed overnight. Since when did you start refining the master of the underworld religion?"
Gong Ling'an raised his eyebrows, the corners of his delicate eyes were smiling, but they were as vicious as a snake, "Three years ago."
Three years ago, that is to say... Gong Ling'an was eighteen years old.
The corpse refining puppet technique, which no one has succeeded in a hundred years, was successfully refined by an eighteen-year-old boy.
Gu Qianxue knew Gong Ling'an's talent against the heavens in poison art, which can be seen from the time he rewrote poison art secrets when he was nine years old, but he did not expect that he could successfully refine corpses, and it was even more unexpected that he would refine the dignified leader of the underworld sect. Corpse into a puppet.
Gu Qianxue took a breath, "You started refining, is the leader of the Ming religion dead or alive?" She couldn't help asking.
"Of course it's alive, it's dead, how do you inject the medicine?" Gong Ling'an smiled, and stretched out his hand to pinch Gu Qianxue's cheek.
Qianxue tried her best to dodge, and she took a few steps back. Although her face was facing Gong Ling'an, her hands were quietly grabbing the wall, hoping to let her out if she accidentally bumped into a mechanism like in a film and television drama.
Gong Ling'an didn't stop her, but just stared at her hand with a half-smile, "You're really brave, you dare to use Yan Rong ointment, Yan Rong ointment, if you don't use it properly, your skin will fester, and you won't be able to save it. "
Qianxue racked her brains to delay the time as much as possible, "Isn't there nothing I can do? If I can be as powerful as you, the second prince, I won't venture into Mingjiao."
Gong Ling'an took two steps forward, pinched her chin, and pulled her over, "Don't touch it, the door opening mechanism isn't there," the voice paused, "But you really surprised me, you came to Chu by yourself. Yan Kingdom can no longer be described as simple and bold."
alone
Gu Qianxue was secretly delighted, did it mean that the second prince didn't know the Blood Moon Tower.
Thinking of Lu Weilou being the first to notice when the priest approached today, he could also predict his vigilance.
"Since when did you know it was mine?" Gu Qianxue asked.
"Why should I tell you?" Gong Ling'an asked instead.
Gu Qianxue reached out to shake off the hand that was pinching her chin, but she didn't know whether she had acquired immunity over time, or if the other party let go of her aura, she could move freely. "It's your idea to collude with the prince, right? In any case, you are from Nanyue, and you can't do anything to harm the people of Nanyue."
Gong Ling'an raised his eyebrows, "I really can't see that you are patriotic."
"..." That's right, Gu Qianxue is not patriotic either, "cough," coughing lightly to relieve the embarrassment, "then what exactly do you want?"
Gong Ling'an's eyes turned cold instantly, and he walked slowly to the center.
The floor is made of marble, and marbles of different colors create gorgeous patterns, and the elegant colors make the simple medicine room luxurious.
There are four thin pillars in the center, and the pillars are inlaid with fist-sized night pearls.
Although there is a roof crystal light source in the room, it is also slightly dark, and the four luminous pearls have a function, emitting a faint light with pearly luster.
Gong Ling'an walked up to one of the pillars, made a gesture with his fingers on the Ye Mingzhu, and then pressed it lightly, and then the whole room shook slightly, and there was a rumbling sound.
I saw that there was a gap in the marble in the center of the room out of thin air, and then a platform in the center slowly rose up.
As the platform went up, the room became colder and colder.
It turned out that the table was actually an ice coffin.
The room was already gloomy and cold, but because of the ice coffin, there was a biting cold in an instant.
Inside the ice coffin lies a woman, in her thirties, with a beautiful appearance.
She was wearing bright red lipstick and rouge, but her complexion was still pale and lifeless.
"Concubine Ceylon..." Gu Qianxue murmured, "So you brought her here."
The room was dead silent.
Qianxue quietly looked at Concubine Xilan's calm appearance, thinking of all the things that happened in the past, she felt as if she had been in a lifetime, "Everything you do is to attract me, right? Whether it's framing Marshal Zhao or cooperating with the prince, you know I don't want to I will just sit back and watch, you just wait for me to come, and then take revenge fiercely." The voice was calm.
The second prince lowered his head, staring at his mother in the ice coffin with sad eyes, without saying a word.
Gu Qianxue continued, "Until now, you still think that I was the one who killed Concubine Ceylon, and I... don't know how to explain it. From the beginning to the end, I never thought of avenging Concubine Qin or Zhang Jieyu , I just simply detoxified them, I didn't even publicize the poisoning of the two of them... "
"Shut up." Before she could finish speaking, the second prince had already grabbed her neck.
The voice is not loud, the tone is calm, full of despair.
Gu Qianxue was pinched by the neck, but she didn't struggle, because she knew that struggling was useless.
Instead of using your strength in a fight that has no chance of winning, you might as well think about how to protect yourself as much as possible.
"In the eyes of outsiders, I'm a waste." Unlike his furious appearance, the second prince's voice was still calm and cold.
Gu Qianxue transferred her internal power to her hands, trying to break the shackles of the second prince, but the difference in strength between the two was so great that it was impossible to compete.
She thought helplessly—others thought the second prince was a waste, but she knew he wasn't. May I ask, which waste could quietly rewrite the secrets of meditation at the age of nine
"For my mother and concubine, I will do my best to protect; for my father, I will control the leader of Mingjiao to relieve his worries; for King Li, no matter what he does, I will avoid it; for the prince, I will never show the slightest threat; The same is true for other princes and princesses. I am kind to others everywhere, and I have a clear conscience, but I never thought," the second prince lowered his eyes, and looked at his mother in the ice coffin again in pain, "...it would be like this."
769, captivity