"I have no suggestion, but a few words of explanation."
Zhou Tong took a few breaths with some difficulty, and said: "These explanations don't make much sense to others, but I think you are different. After all, the two of us have been in similar situations these years. My so-called betrayal stems from fear and self-preservation, while You've done a lot of similar things for the same reasons."
This refers to the old story of Mo Yu secretly arranging Chen Changsheng into the Orthodox Academy without telling the Holy Empress and following His Majesty's wishes.
Mo Yu shook his head and said, "My fear has nothing to do with the world after my mother, but my fear."
"No matter what you say, but in my opinion, since the empress has never cared about your life or mine, why must we live for her? That night, Chen Changsheng went to Beibing Masi Hutong to kill me, and I almost died. But how did the empress do it?"
Zhou Tong said mockingly: "She completely ignored my situation, and only thought about how to recognize her son. Unfortunately, she was blind and even recognized her son by mistake."
When he sneered, his purple-black gums contrasted sharply with his pale face, which was very ugly.
Mo Yu said with some pride: "Your Majesty cares about me, she let You Rong and I leave the capital first."
Zhou Tong was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "Don't you think I'm poisoned, you can easily kill me?"
Mo Yu didn't explain, but just elaborated: "I will kill you."
"You have the biggest problem, that is too young."
Zhou Tong said: "Young means that you are not old enough. No matter how talented you are, your level cannot be too high. Besides, you are impatient. You should reappear later to make my poison worse. In addition, you should not choose this place. , This is my home, it is always difficult to kill someone in one's home."
For the vast majority of people in the world, home is the place they are most familiar with, and it is also the last bastion, the real home field.
Zhou Tong hid his most cherished tranquility and treasures in this small courtyard, and naturally made a lot of arrangements accordingly. There are many organs and formations here.
Following his words, many mechanisms started to sound outside the window, the sunlight in the courtyard seemed to dim for a few minutes, and several powerful formations emerged from the ground.
The two precious elixirs had already been turned into essence in his stomach, and along with the meridians flowing through the whole body, they temporarily suppressed the encroachment of the toxin and recovered part of his strength.
The sun in the sky didn't have any real temperature, and the cool breeze from Xu Lai was a bit cold, and a bloody smell enveloped the entire small courtyard along with the formation.
He used the Dahongpao secret method without hesitation. If someone looked at it with their spiritual sense, they would find that the entire courtyard was now soaked in a sea of blood.
The Dahongpao secret method is his strongest method, and it consumes extremely intensely his consciousness and true essence, especially since he is currently suffering from two types of poison, he cannot sustain it for too long. But Mo Yu couldn't stay in this sea of blood. If she didn't want to die with her, she had to retreat temporarily.
He only needs to seize her opportunity to temporarily retreat, escape from this small courtyard, and as long as he comes to the street, he can save his life.
This is the most effective method that Zhou Tong thought of before he died.
The small courtyard looks ordinary, but there are many extraordinary people living in the street outside the courtyard. He chose this place back then because of this consideration.
What happened next was beyond Zhou Tong's imagination, more precisely, beyond his understanding of Mo Yu.
Because, Mo Yu didn't leave, she stood by the door, letting the invisible sea of blood paint the palace costume into a terrifying color.
She was calm and focused, and the exhaustion between her brows and eyes had been replaced by dead silence.
The stars in the palace dress were shining, shining through the blood, it was very beautiful.
A rapier that looked very delicate in appearance, but contained the wind and rain of time, pierced the sea of blood in the room, like a condensed starlight.
With a soft pop, the Xiujian sank into Zhou Tong's lower abdomen, and the tip of the sword protruded from behind his waist, bringing out a stream of black blood.
Zhou Tong didn't scream or howl in pain, but stared blankly at her in front of him with an expression of disbelief on his face.
Mo Yu's sword pierced his body.
His sea of blood had already swallowed Mo Yu's consciousness.
Don't say that Mo Yu is only in the middle of the star-gathering realm, even if she breaks through to the peak of the star-gathering peak now, there is no possibility of leaving this sea of blood, this small courtyard.
In other words, she must die.
Why? Zhou Tong soon understood that she had never thought about living.
I wanted to force her to back down with the words "to die together, but she had come to die with him in the first place."
When she returned to the capital, it was a dead end, she just wanted to take him with her.
No matter falling into the abyss or entering the sea of stars, she will take him with her, and bring him to the presence of the Holy Empress.
Zhou Tong's face became very pale.
He didn't want to die with her.
The entire small courtyard is still under his control, and the organs and formations have not been activated, so he still wants to give it a try.
However, he was unsuccessful, not because of the sword that pierced his body, but because his body became rigid.
A pair of hands fell on his shoulders.
Those hands are very thin, very dry, like branches, very white, have not seen the sun for many days, the nails are very pointed, very long, very sharp, and covered with dirt.
It was a pair of wolf claws, and the sharp nails were deeply wedged under Zhou Tong's shoulder bones, piercing several blood holes, and black blood flowed out.
Zhou Tong knew that his injury was even more serious, and there was already a crack on his shoulder bone.
His body felt extremely cold, and he was extremely frightened, not daring to look back.
He had already guessed who the person who came behind him silently like a ghost was.
At the beginning, he had read the files related to the murder of this person on the snowy field, and he knew that if he turned around, he would definitely be bitten through the neck by the other party.
On the verge of life and death, Zhou Tong ignored the two types of poison in his body and squeezed out even the last drop of true energy.
In the room covered by the sea of blood, a shocking wave broke out.
With a sharp roar, he turned into a streak of blood and rushed out the door.
With a click, the Xiujian that pierced his body passed through his body, and was broken by his forward momentum.
The person who came behind him like a ghost didn't even have time to break his neck, only a few snorts were heard, and several streams of blood spurted up.
Countless mechanisms were activated at the same time, and several formations played their final role, exploding like fireworks. All the rockery screen walls in the small courtyard collapsed, followed by the house itself. The smoke and dust filled the air, the green bamboos were broken into several pieces, the stone slabs were broken, and even the sunlight seemed to be shattered.
Zhou Tong fell on the broken bamboo by the wall.
He pushed away a fake bamboo shoot with the fastest speed, and all the remaining courtyard walls collapsed.
He was blasted out of the courtyard by the blast, and landed heavily on the snow.
In the white snow, he is covered in blood, the picture is not beautiful, nor can it make people feel heroic.
His blood was black and smelly, dripping from the sword wound between his chest and abdomen.
His back was even more miserable, with tattered clothes, bloody flesh, ten claw marks were extremely deep, and bones could be seen faintly.
Zhou Tong has lived for many years, this is his most miserable moment.
But in his eyes full of fear and pain, he finally saw some hope, even ecstasy.
Because he was finally on the street.
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Smoke and dust filled the air, stone chips danced wildly, and the entire small courtyard became ruins in a short period of time.
Mo Yu was not surprised by this. She knew that a person like Zhou Tong would definitely make a lot of noise when he was dying, and this was indeed his home field. She was a little surprised that someone could follow Zhou Tong out of the tunnel When she came out, even though she had a detailed map of Zhou Prison, she never thought about it. But when she found out that the person was Zhexiu, the accident became a matter of course. She knew that this wolf cub was best at stalking and hiding, and then killing people.
She and Zhe Xiu exchanged glances, then walked out of the courtyard, with injuries, but not too serious.
Zhou Tong's cultivation level is far higher than that of Mo Yu and Zhexiu. Under normal circumstances, even if Mo Yu and Zhexiu join forces, they may not be his opponent.
Mo Yu and Zhexiu were the people in the world who wanted him to die the most, they were well prepared, and they chose to use poison at the same time.
Even in this situation, Zhou Tong still survived and escaped from the courtyard.
But Mo Yu and Zhe Xiu were not in a hurry, because Zhou Tong only had half his life left, and he was not far from death.
When they walked to the street, Zhou Tong was still not far ahead.
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Zhou Tong had already turned into a blood man, not to mention using his skills to plunder, he couldn't walk too fast, and walked forward in a stumbling manner.
The blood kept dripping on the snow, the color was very dark, like ink.
Zhexiu went nowhere, and the shadows along the street seemed to be deformed.
Mo Yu came behind him, her black hair was slightly messed up, and she brushed lightly on her pale face.
She didn't speak, just looked at his back blankly.
When she returned to the capital, she was planning to die with Zhou Tong, but unexpectedly, she was still alive.
She didn't care about being found out that she had returned to the capital, she didn't care about being seen by others.
Knowing that she was coming, Zhou Tong tried hard to quicken his pace, but couldn't.
It was very quiet on Xuejie, only his heavy breathing could be heard.
Mo Yu held the half-cut sword and slashed downward.
With a bang, Zhou Tong fell heavily into the snow, and there was a bloody gash on his left rib.
He still didn't look back, panting, tried his best to get up, and continued to walk forward.
There is a mansion on the side of the street, the gate is vermilion, and a white flag sticks out from the corner, which is a little broken.
With a creak, the door of the mansion was pushed open, and someone came out from inside.
Zhou Tong knew who this mansion belonged to, and he continued to move forward without any emotion on his blood-stained face.
The sword light flashed again, another bloody mouth appeared on his body, and then he fell into the snow again.
There was an exclamation on the stone steps.
Zhou Tong fell in the snow, coughing in pain, with blood spattering continuously.
I don't know how long it took, and with a low howl like a beast, he stood up from the snow again.
Mo Yu was right behind him, holding a sword in his hand, on which was his blood.
He didn't look back, he just looked ahead, breathing heavily and painfully.
The snow street is so clear and empty, looking around, there is no one, where is he going