Everyone: "..."
Blood flowed from Mo Zhao's chest, and even the corners of his lips overflowed with blood.
His body shook slightly, and a sharp, bloody gold hairpin burst out from the wound on his chest, falling to the ground with a clang.
Obviously, it was this hairpin that Gu Xijiu had plotted against him just now. The hairpin was about half a foot long and pierced directly through his heart, making him look pale.
An ordinary person would be killed immediately after being hit like this, but Mo Zhao is extraordinary after all. He can still stand firm and speak: "Gu Xijiu, it turns out you have been pretending to have amnesia! Where did this golden hairpin come from?"
Mo Zhao is extremely suspicious and likes to nip things in the bud no matter what he does, so even though he knows that Gu Xijiu has lost her memory and her heart is full of him, he doesn't want her to have any weapons or anything like that on her body. This time she gets married, she has a headache. Although the phoenix crown she wore was beautiful, it was all strung with beads. There were no sharp objects at all, not even a short hairpin half an inch long, let alone a hairpin nearly half a foot long.
Gu Xijiu raised her eyebrows and smiled, but did not answer. She had no obligation to answer his questions.
She actually regained her memory as soon as she woke up this morning, and then immediately decided to use the trick. When she stumbled on the maid, she took the opportunity to touch the hairpin on her head.
The maid liked to wear hairpins and had four or five hairpins on her head. She didn't even notice that one was missing.
Mo Zhao turned his gaze to Di Fuyi again: "You obviously still have two soul-killing locks on your body..."
Di Fuyi smiled: "Look at that thing that dug into your palm."
Mo Zhao encountered plots one after another. His legs were numb and his heart ached. He forgot about the pain in his hands. It was only after Di Fuyi said this that he remembered.
He subconsciously raised his hand to look and found a gleaming key embedded in his palm...
That key was the key to the spirit-dispelling lock on Emperor Fuyi.
Mo Zhao suddenly looked at Gu Xijiu: "Did you steal this key to him?"
"Correct answer." Gu Xijiu said three words to him. Just when she took the initiative to hold Mo Zhao's hand, she took advantage of the situation and flicked her fingers to pull out the key from his sleeve. Then she pretended to stumble and jumped at the opportunity. When entering Di Fu Yi's arms, put the key into Di Fu Yi's sleeve.
Her techniques are quick and flexible, she is really unaware of the ghost, she is more professional than a professional thief, and Mo Zhao is not even aware of it...
But Di Fuyi felt it, and the key touched his arm.
The key was cold, but his heart was burning at that moment...
Mo Zhao: "..." Although he has always been calm and deep, the only one who caused trouble under his nose was Gu Xijiu. What's even more annoying is that she succeeded in making trouble!
What on earth was this girl reincarnated into? Smart, tough, and good at acting...
He clearly knew her characteristics, but he was fooled again! Still such a bad thing!
The wound on his chest was fatal enough, making his eyesight go dark...
He took a step back and suddenly smiled coldly: "Your methods are good and you cooperate very well, but now we are on my territory. Even if you plotted against me, do you think you can escape from here? Come on, capture them!"
It wasn’t until this moment that the people in the hall realized what they were doing. They cheered and gathered around—
Gu Xijiu suddenly dodged and passed by the two people!
She used the teleportation technique, and the two people were completely unprepared. When they reacted, the weapon in their hands had been snatched away by Gu Xijiu!
When Gu Xijiu returned to Di Fuyi, she had two more swords in her hands.
(End of chapter)