The Journey of Flower

Chapter 120: 122 The dark tide is raging

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"Mystery, if You Ruo sneaked into the Yun Palace and was taken down by the guards, what should I do?"

Hua Qiangu guessed that she came here because of Bai Zihua's affairs: "Get out."

"She just refused to leave. She insisted on seeing you, and even fought with the guards. After all, she is your disciple, so she was afraid of accidentally hurting her."

How come one is like this, so are the two. Hua Qiangu frowned slightly, "I'm dizzy, throw it back to Chang Liu Shan."

"Then Bai Zihua... What's the plan of the god?" Zhuran looked at her with half-smile eyes.

She doesn't need to plan, what needs her to plan now, just do it if she wants to, and forget about it if she doesn't want to. But regarding Bai Zihua, she really didn't know what to do.

Zhuran understood the conflict and struggle in her heart at a glance, and gave a light push: "Bai Zihua is in his hands, no matter whether he is a hostage to Changliu or to the fairy world."

Bai Zihua, as the head of the immortals, Hua Qiangu's master, is the spiritual pillar of the entire fairy world, destroying him is like breaking the backbone of the entire fairy world.

Hua Qiangu was noncommittal, got up and went into the room, but finally couldn't help stopping and asked: "It's been sixteen years, Dongfang..."

Zhuran knew what she was worried about: "God, one day in the sky, one year in the world. If the Immortal Lord has some delays, maybe he hasn't been reincarnated yet. If the god is worried, I will check the life and death book in the underworld. He has been reincarnated, and the subordinates will send more people to ensure his safety." After all, everyone in the fairy world knows about his relationship with Hua Qiangu, so it is inevitable that they will not use it as a threat.

Hua Qiangu seemed relieved: "No need, the Immortal Pavilion will be guarded by someone."

"There is a sentence that subordinates do not know whether to say or not to say."

Hua Qiangu turned around and looked at him.

"Have you ever thought about why the Immortal King suddenly appeared and treated the God so well?"

Hua Qiangu's hands trembled without a trace, but he didn't speak.

"The Immortal Pavilion has existed for a long time, and almost no one knows it. It is doing the business of collecting and selling secrets that the world hates the most. It is a miracle. Throughout the ages, they know everything, and they naturally understand how to avoid disasters. It is fate for the gods to become demon gods. The Immortal Lord has never stopped him from the beginning of his appearance. Instead, he has led the gods on this road step by step. Citation. It is indeed feasible to collect artifacts and use Nuwa stones to detoxify Bai Zihua, but if the subordinates can think of other ways, I don’t believe that the majestic Yixianjun is only one move. To save the gods from the wilderness, Yixianjun will be able to do it in half a year. But, what is he doing for the remaining half a year? Or what is he preparing? How come the time of coming out is so coincidental, just in time for Bai Zihua to accept disciples? Even Tang Bao was given to the god by the Immortal Lord, who was suppressed No one knows about the Changliu seabed, let alone the rescue method, how did Tang Bao know, and Qing Shui found out about it and told Ni Mantian so coincidentally, that the gods could helplessly watch Tang Bao die in front of his eyes... "

"Stop talking!" Hua Qiangu scolded angrily, the color of his pupils changing from dark to light.

That's enough, she doesn't need to know that much, no matter what Dongfang's purpose is, it is enough to know that he is a pig and really loves her.

Back inside the house, the footsteps were a little sloppy. The rosewood box on the desk was opened, and it contained all the letters Dongfang wrote to her in the past. Opening a family portrait of them and Tang Bao's family of three, hugging tightly in her arms, she leaned on the table, her blood surging.

"Tang Bao... Tang Bao... Tang Bao..." murmured, half crying and half laughing.

Bai Zihua opened his eyes bewilderedly, and found that he didn't know when there was an extra robe on his body. Looking up at Hua Qiangu, he felt that the air around him fluctuated with her mood, but he didn't know what happened.

"Little Bone"

Hua Qiangu raised his head, without any expression on his face, and walked towards him slowly. Just as Bai Zihua was about to speak, Hua Qiangu's cold hand touched his body, and he couldn't help swallowing his words.

With her hands and feet bound, Hua Qiangu's leaning posture looked very awkward. One hand wandered on his chest, and the other slid along the waistline through the placket to the back of his waist.

"What's wrong with you, Xiaogu?" Bai Zixiang was slightly flustered by her sudden action.

Hua Qiangu buried her head in his lap, even her breath was cold. Thin lips grazed his collarbone, and his body was slightly numb. But before he came back to his senses, there was a sharp pain in his neck.

The cold liquid slid down the chest, and the waves in the air calmed down, but there was a faint scent of blood. Bai Zihua frowned slightly, but did not struggle.

Hua Qiangu sucked his blood greedily, it was so moist, better than any jade liquid in the world, no wonder he couldn't resist the temptation of his own blood when he was poisoned and injured. There was also her blood in that blood, and the temperature of her body slowly rose at the thought of it. She hugged Bai Zihua tightly and pulled him closer to her.

Bai Zihua tilted his head slightly, feeling the rapid flow of blood from his body, his mind was blank and dizzy. It turned out that when she sucked Xiaogu's blood to renew her life, she felt like this... Is this called karma

Hua Qiangu swallowed heavily, and after an unknown amount of time, she felt that Bai Zihua was gradually weakening in his arms, as if he had lost too much blood and passed out quickly. She finally raised her head, the hair around her lips was stained with blood, her purple eyes were empty but satisfied, such temptation made Bai Zihua lose his mind for a moment.

Gently stroking the wound with fingers, the blood stopped instantly, leaving only two small tooth marks. Still feeling dissatisfied, he leaned forward again, and the tip of his tongue followed the traces of blood, and slowly licked his chest downward, leaving only a slippery coolness.

Bai Zihua trembled violently, feeling that the restraints on his limbs were suddenly loosened, his feet went limp and he fell forward dizzily. Hua Qiangu hugged him firmly, looked at his pale face and frowned slightly, relieved some internal strength for him, put him on the bed, and covered him with the quilt.

When he woke up, Hua Qiangu was sitting by the bed and looking at him with complicated eyes.

Bai Zihua let out a long sigh, and closed his eyes again.

"Are you hungry? Want to eat?"

Hua Qiangu instantly had a bowl of hot peach blossom soup in his hand, and slowly helped him sit up. He wanted to say something, but found that their master and apprentice had already exhausted their words, and Cang Hai had nothing to say, so he could only feed him silently.

Bai Zihua has gradually gotten used to her moodiness, but when he lowered his head and tasted the peach blossom soup, his throat was filled with bitterness, and it was inevitable that he felt right and wrong, and a sense of vicissitudes.

Hua Qiangu saw that his body was trembling slightly, and brushed his hand across his forehead. Knowing that his body is already extremely weak, and he has lost so much blood, he must be very uncomfortable now. He thought for a while whether he should restore his immortal body, but immediately dismissed the idea.

Suddenly, Zhu Ran said outside the door: "God, more than three hundred Tianshan and Kunlun disciples rushed into the Yungong Kunluo Palace at night to save people, but they have all been captured. May I ask how to deal with it?"

Hua Qiangu raised his brows slightly, he could handle it by himself but he wanted to report it, it was clearly to tell Bai Zihua on purpose, what was he doing

If it was normal, Hua Qiangu would just impatiently tell him to make up his own mind. This time, he simply said one word: "Kill"

Bai Zihua grabbed her wrist holding the spoon violently, and said in a low voice, "Don't kill any more people."

Obviously he can only beg, but when he speaks out like an order, he can be spotless.

There seemed to be a trace of anger in my heart, and there seemed to be a trace of unwillingness. He burst out laughing suddenly, but it made Bai Zihua's back shiver.

Kong Ling made a playful voice again: "If you voluntarily sleep with me for one night, I will let someone else go, how about it?"

It was eerily quiet all around.

Bai Zihua looked at her seriously, as if wondering if she was joking. Hua Qiangu had a smile on her face, but the smile didn't penetrate into her eyes, it looked too fake, she would learn how to dye bamboo at any time.

"Okay, I promise you. Don't kill any more people."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Hua Qiangu's eyes, if she didn't know Bai Zihua's character and the purpose of his trip, she would have mistakenly thought that he was ordered to find her.

"Don't go overboard, I only said one person per night"

Zhuran was laughing outside the door. The two had their own thoughts, and the undercurrent was raging, and it was inevitable that they would fight openly and secretly. Although Bai Zihua seems to be at a disadvantage, he has never been defeated, not even defeated by himself. In front of him, Hua Qiangu will always be just a child. I really don't know why women are always so vulnerable in front of love.

In the eternal and long life, except waiting for Tang Bao to come back to life, she has to find something for herself to do. And he, just try his best to unify the six realms.

(Quanben Novel Network)