Everyone quickly retreated. Wanxiang was unwilling to accept it, so she stepped forward to hold Wanmie's shoulder and asked her if she wanted to be tight.
Wanmèi frowned, and the empty hand reached into Wanxiang's palm, and grabbed the poisonous needle hidden in the palm of his hand.
Wanxiang struggled and refused to let go, so the two of them were in a stalemate. After a while, Shen Mo finally became impatient and called the medicine boy outside the door to come in, saying that he wanted an irrelevant person out.
The medicine boy obeyed the order and came forward to chase the two of them, but the mistress insisted that Qingshan would not relax and did not let go of his nose. He could not let go of Wanxiang for a while.
There were only three people left in the room. Evening Mèi took the poison needle, pinched it into his palm and hid it in his sleeve. The mistress seemed to wake up but not awake. Although she was in pain, her right hand had never left the soul-breaking sword on her waist.
Everything is under control. All you need now is the opportunity, a time when Shen Mo is intoxicated
After being kicked out of the door, Wanxiang knew that she had lost, but she lost because there was no sign of being in harmony with her. So she was depressed all the way and unconsciously walked to the door of Fang Mansion.
At this time, I came in at the door. I was a belated guest. I lowered my head and bumped into Wanxiang.
Wanxiang was light and was hit by him and sat on the ground. The man quickly bent down to support him. When he reached out, something fell out of his sleeve and rolled away on the ground. It was a short and narrow scroll of painting.
The incense of the Tsuki was hooked up and saw the woman with a veil on it, showing her phoenix eyes slightly, it was just late.
Is the person in front of me actually Han?
, The enemy who is irreconcilable to the sky, Wanxiang laughed secretly, sighing that God actually sent a big gift at this time
So she raised her eyebrows, circled her fingers on the drawing, and slowly watched Han?
: Is this girl your lover? I saw her just now, why didn’t she come with you?
Korean?
After a while, I realized what Wanka was saying, so I quickly clamped her shoulder and asked her where she was.
There Wanxiang pointed her hand: The miraculous doctor Shen Mo is treating someone, and she also went in with her.
The poison needle and the soul-breaking sword pierced into Shen Mo's body almost at the same time. Shen Mo died instantly. He didn't care much about it. He hugged the mistress immediately and asked him if he had anything to do.
The mistress shook her head, gritted her teeth and got off the bed, and barely put on her clothes: This is the rust Gu used to force confession in the door. As long as she returns to the Ghost Gate, the sect leader can save me
Several blood vessels burst while talking. He pursed his lower lip, tried hard to restrain his dizziness, and urged Wanmiei to find the sword grass quickly
Wanmiei quickly started rummaging through the boxes and cabinets. The mistress took Wanmiei's red umbrella from the window and opened it to let the blood Gu suck blood.
The blood was quickly sucked dry, and the golden lotus gushed away the branches and leaves, but I hadn't found the sword grass yet, so I was busy wandering around the house for a while
Han sounded outside the door at this time?
The voice was shouting loudly that someone was going to kill Shen Mo, and was leading everyone to come here from afar
Leaving, the mistress shouted urgently, asking Wanmie to lie on his shoulder, and pushed open the window and walked over the window.
The courtyard wall outside the window was the mistress, and she tried several times before she climbed over the wall. In the evening, Mèi wrapped her hands around his shoulders, and felt that his palms were wet, so she quickly looked at it.
Blood is covered with blood in the palm of your palm. I don’t know how many blood vessels are ruptured by this qi
Evening sighed for a moment, leaned his head tightly on the back of the mistress's shoulder, and only the wind whistled behind his ears, and the chasing steps were getting closer and closer.
It's better to die together like this. She suddenly started thinking this way, so she raised her lips and reached out to hug the mistress tighter.
The dizziness came one after another. The mistress gritted her teeth and used every bit of strength in her body and soul. Finally, she fled into the pine forest with her late night.
The light in the forest was dark, and he suddenly found someone in front of him, a man in gray, smiling with his hands in front of him, looking at them in front of him
Where are the two of you going? After the mistress stopped, the man spoke, pulled out his sword from his waist, and the sword blade faced the wind, firmly blocking their way
Evening Mèi recognized this sound, the introverted and calm voice, the owner was Fang Ge
The hope of escape was shattered in front of this man. The mistress let go of the night and pulled out the soul-breaking sword in the wind. The bloody color of fighting to the death in her eyes was already in her eyes.
Everyone behind him was getting closer, and Fang Ge stepped forward, and finally passed by the mistress and stood outside the pine forest.
There is no one in the forest. Miss San and Wan Mèi heard him speak not far away: They are heading east, you guys chase after you
The two looked at each other in shock, and saw Fang Ge turning back without any delay, with an unpredictable light flashing in their eyes.
I'll bother you, and ask your son on behalf of Fang. He finally said something, then the sword was sheathed, and the gray clothes were shaking eastward.
※※※※
In the Ghost Gate, in the Cailuo Room, the rust Gu on the mistress was finally restrained, the red marks on the front chest were removed, and he saved his life in front of the Ghost Gate.
Even though Mèi held his breath in place, he watched the mistress stumble and got up, and even stood up straight, his heart couldn't help but feel pain again
At this moment, footsteps sounded behind him. Wanxiang, who was going with her, came to Cailuo to report her life.
Qi reported to the master, this is the sword grass. After entering the door, she shouted loudly and held up a long box with both hands.
Cai Luo sent a man to connect the long box, opened it and closed it, leaning on the imperial concubine and sighed in embarrassment.
What should I do She looked up at Wanka and Wanm: People were killed by Wankan, but the things were brought back by Wankan. Who should I judge you to win?
Why not just tie the game? Wanka replied: My girl and I are on par, and there is no winner in this round
Cai Luo nodded after hearing this: OK, I will play one more game in this round. Since the master is equal, we will decide the winner and loser.
You guys stand in front of the eighth day and mistress. She waved: You can use your life skills to fight. If anyone wins, the master will be upgraded to a god-killing.
Upon hearing this on the eighth day of the lunar month, there were five red marks on his face. It seemed that he was beaten by Wanxiang. Now he was about to exclaim his anger.
The mistress had just lost too much blood, so she took a step forward slowly, and the slightest slump in her feet could not be hidden.
Cai Luo favors Wanxiang, this is a fact that even a blind man can tell now
Even Mèi was stunned in the original place, watching the little three's forehead oozing cold sweat. Even her nails were pale when she held the sword. Suddenly, she felt that everything was over, and she didn't know where all her ambitions had disappeared.
I gave up! She heard her clear voice, she had never been clear and firm before
I gave up and saw Cai Luo squinting her eyes, she quickly added: Sister Wanxiang is above me regardless of her appearance. Tiansha is the seat, so she should have sat there.
So the competition finally ended. Wanxiang got what she wanted and finally got into a killing battle. Wanmie was summoned by the young master that night and came to Tingzhuyuan.
The room was still dark, but I was no longer afraid at night. It seemed that I could dissolve into the darkness and reached a subtle tacit agreement with the owner.
The first thing to do is to be sorry. She lowered her head and said with a respectful voice: I let down my high hopes for you, and I also asked my son to punish you
But I want to congratulate you on learning to give up. The young master answered her softly, and couldn't tell whether he was angry or happy: obey the will of the sect, keep the shadow, and do not make enemies with Wanka too early. Your giving up is really a kill of three birds with one stone.
After hearing this, Mèi lowered his head, and his sense of smell became extremely developed in the darkness. He smelled a grassy smell in the house, a grassy smell that was even more bitter and lasting than the fragrance of flowers.
This is the last sword grass in the world. The young master's voice comes with the fragrance: It smells extremely fragrant, but it tastes unsatisfactory.
Evening Mèi quickly raised his head: I heard that hanging sword grass can make dying people last for seven years, and those with healthy bodies can gain more skills. Evening Mèi congratulations to the young master for further improvement in his magical skills.
The young master stopped talking, but I heard his sneer clearly, so I quickly changed the topic: Fang Ge let us go a few days ago and asked me to ask the young master hello
The young master's voice became lower and lower: Then he is like you, and finally learned to compromise and give up. I should congratulate him too
Evening Mèi could hear that he was a little tired, so he climbed onto the bed and took off his clothes half-kneeling.
Yunyu is still the same, but this time I took the initiative, and the young master lies quietly beside her, and his hands and feet are still cold.
There is something you may not know. Before closing your eyes, the young master suddenly chased after me: Cailuo came to me just now. She felt that your shadow sacrificed his life for you, and you actually gave up the position of killing the sky for him. There should be more than just the master and servant who are in love with each other. This is a taboo in the Ghost Gate. If I don’t reply to her, then your shadow will never live beyond tomorrow.
Evening Mèi's heart fell into the cold pond with a 'bang', her lips began to tremble. She said she begged for mercy and turned around her lips. She couldn't decide whether she should say it for a long time.
If you don't beg for mercy, it doesn't mean you are ruthless to him. The young master snapped his fingers: I know you don't want him to die, but whether I should sell you this favor depends on whether you have this value or not.
Before he finished speaking, there was already a faint light in the dark room. A dozen fluorescent Gu were flying in the air, and the faint blue light could not penetrate the darkness.
Learn to control them, and use them to see my face with the light, then I will sell you this favor. The young master said softly: Remember before I wake up
Evening mèi was stunned, watching the faint blue light scattered like fireflies, and felt a little despair in his heart, but in the end he stood up, got out of bed barefoot, and took a firm step forward
Wanmèi frowned, and the empty hand reached into Wanxiang's palm, and grabbed the poisonous needle hidden in the palm of his hand.
Wanxiang struggled and refused to let go, so the two of them were in a stalemate. After a while, Shen Mo finally became impatient and called the medicine boy outside the door to come in, saying that he wanted an irrelevant person out.
The medicine boy obeyed the order and came forward to chase the two of them, but the mistress insisted that Qingshan would not relax and did not let go of his nose. He could not let go of Wanxiang for a while.
There were only three people left in the room. Evening Mèi took the poison needle, pinched it into his palm and hid it in his sleeve. The mistress seemed to wake up but not awake. Although she was in pain, her right hand had never left the soul-breaking sword on her waist.
Everything is under control. All you need now is the opportunity, a time when Shen Mo is intoxicated
After being kicked out of the door, Wanxiang knew that she had lost, but she lost because there was no sign of being in harmony with her. So she was depressed all the way and unconsciously walked to the door of Fang Mansion.
At this time, I came in at the door. I was a belated guest. I lowered my head and bumped into Wanxiang.
Wanxiang was light and was hit by him and sat on the ground. The man quickly bent down to support him. When he reached out, something fell out of his sleeve and rolled away on the ground. It was a short and narrow scroll of painting.
The incense of the Tsuki was hooked up and saw the woman with a veil on it, showing her phoenix eyes slightly, it was just late.
Is the person in front of me actually Han?
, The enemy who is irreconcilable to the sky, Wanxiang laughed secretly, sighing that God actually sent a big gift at this time
So she raised her eyebrows, circled her fingers on the drawing, and slowly watched Han?
: Is this girl your lover? I saw her just now, why didn’t she come with you?
Korean?
After a while, I realized what Wanka was saying, so I quickly clamped her shoulder and asked her where she was.
There Wanxiang pointed her hand: The miraculous doctor Shen Mo is treating someone, and she also went in with her.
The poison needle and the soul-breaking sword pierced into Shen Mo's body almost at the same time. Shen Mo died instantly. He didn't care much about it. He hugged the mistress immediately and asked him if he had anything to do.
The mistress shook her head, gritted her teeth and got off the bed, and barely put on her clothes: This is the rust Gu used to force confession in the door. As long as she returns to the Ghost Gate, the sect leader can save me
Several blood vessels burst while talking. He pursed his lower lip, tried hard to restrain his dizziness, and urged Wanmiei to find the sword grass quickly
Wanmiei quickly started rummaging through the boxes and cabinets. The mistress took Wanmiei's red umbrella from the window and opened it to let the blood Gu suck blood.
The blood was quickly sucked dry, and the golden lotus gushed away the branches and leaves, but I hadn't found the sword grass yet, so I was busy wandering around the house for a while
Han sounded outside the door at this time?
The voice was shouting loudly that someone was going to kill Shen Mo, and was leading everyone to come here from afar
Leaving, the mistress shouted urgently, asking Wanmie to lie on his shoulder, and pushed open the window and walked over the window.
The courtyard wall outside the window was the mistress, and she tried several times before she climbed over the wall. In the evening, Mèi wrapped her hands around his shoulders, and felt that his palms were wet, so she quickly looked at it.
Blood is covered with blood in the palm of your palm. I don’t know how many blood vessels are ruptured by this qi
Evening sighed for a moment, leaned his head tightly on the back of the mistress's shoulder, and only the wind whistled behind his ears, and the chasing steps were getting closer and closer.
It's better to die together like this. She suddenly started thinking this way, so she raised her lips and reached out to hug the mistress tighter.
The dizziness came one after another. The mistress gritted her teeth and used every bit of strength in her body and soul. Finally, she fled into the pine forest with her late night.
The light in the forest was dark, and he suddenly found someone in front of him, a man in gray, smiling with his hands in front of him, looking at them in front of him
Where are the two of you going? After the mistress stopped, the man spoke, pulled out his sword from his waist, and the sword blade faced the wind, firmly blocking their way
Evening Mèi recognized this sound, the introverted and calm voice, the owner was Fang Ge
The hope of escape was shattered in front of this man. The mistress let go of the night and pulled out the soul-breaking sword in the wind. The bloody color of fighting to the death in her eyes was already in her eyes.
Everyone behind him was getting closer, and Fang Ge stepped forward, and finally passed by the mistress and stood outside the pine forest.
There is no one in the forest. Miss San and Wan Mèi heard him speak not far away: They are heading east, you guys chase after you
The two looked at each other in shock, and saw Fang Ge turning back without any delay, with an unpredictable light flashing in their eyes.
I'll bother you, and ask your son on behalf of Fang. He finally said something, then the sword was sheathed, and the gray clothes were shaking eastward.
※※※※
In the Ghost Gate, in the Cailuo Room, the rust Gu on the mistress was finally restrained, the red marks on the front chest were removed, and he saved his life in front of the Ghost Gate.
Even though Mèi held his breath in place, he watched the mistress stumble and got up, and even stood up straight, his heart couldn't help but feel pain again
At this moment, footsteps sounded behind him. Wanxiang, who was going with her, came to Cailuo to report her life.
Qi reported to the master, this is the sword grass. After entering the door, she shouted loudly and held up a long box with both hands.
Cai Luo sent a man to connect the long box, opened it and closed it, leaning on the imperial concubine and sighed in embarrassment.
What should I do She looked up at Wanka and Wanm: People were killed by Wankan, but the things were brought back by Wankan. Who should I judge you to win?
Why not just tie the game? Wanka replied: My girl and I are on par, and there is no winner in this round
Cai Luo nodded after hearing this: OK, I will play one more game in this round. Since the master is equal, we will decide the winner and loser.
You guys stand in front of the eighth day and mistress. She waved: You can use your life skills to fight. If anyone wins, the master will be upgraded to a god-killing.
Upon hearing this on the eighth day of the lunar month, there were five red marks on his face. It seemed that he was beaten by Wanxiang. Now he was about to exclaim his anger.
The mistress had just lost too much blood, so she took a step forward slowly, and the slightest slump in her feet could not be hidden.
Cai Luo favors Wanxiang, this is a fact that even a blind man can tell now
Even Mèi was stunned in the original place, watching the little three's forehead oozing cold sweat. Even her nails were pale when she held the sword. Suddenly, she felt that everything was over, and she didn't know where all her ambitions had disappeared.
I gave up! She heard her clear voice, she had never been clear and firm before
I gave up and saw Cai Luo squinting her eyes, she quickly added: Sister Wanxiang is above me regardless of her appearance. Tiansha is the seat, so she should have sat there.
So the competition finally ended. Wanxiang got what she wanted and finally got into a killing battle. Wanmie was summoned by the young master that night and came to Tingzhuyuan.
The room was still dark, but I was no longer afraid at night. It seemed that I could dissolve into the darkness and reached a subtle tacit agreement with the owner.
The first thing to do is to be sorry. She lowered her head and said with a respectful voice: I let down my high hopes for you, and I also asked my son to punish you
But I want to congratulate you on learning to give up. The young master answered her softly, and couldn't tell whether he was angry or happy: obey the will of the sect, keep the shadow, and do not make enemies with Wanka too early. Your giving up is really a kill of three birds with one stone.
After hearing this, Mèi lowered his head, and his sense of smell became extremely developed in the darkness. He smelled a grassy smell in the house, a grassy smell that was even more bitter and lasting than the fragrance of flowers.
This is the last sword grass in the world. The young master's voice comes with the fragrance: It smells extremely fragrant, but it tastes unsatisfactory.
Evening Mèi quickly raised his head: I heard that hanging sword grass can make dying people last for seven years, and those with healthy bodies can gain more skills. Evening Mèi congratulations to the young master for further improvement in his magical skills.
The young master stopped talking, but I heard his sneer clearly, so I quickly changed the topic: Fang Ge let us go a few days ago and asked me to ask the young master hello
The young master's voice became lower and lower: Then he is like you, and finally learned to compromise and give up. I should congratulate him too
Evening Mèi could hear that he was a little tired, so he climbed onto the bed and took off his clothes half-kneeling.
Yunyu is still the same, but this time I took the initiative, and the young master lies quietly beside her, and his hands and feet are still cold.
There is something you may not know. Before closing your eyes, the young master suddenly chased after me: Cailuo came to me just now. She felt that your shadow sacrificed his life for you, and you actually gave up the position of killing the sky for him. There should be more than just the master and servant who are in love with each other. This is a taboo in the Ghost Gate. If I don’t reply to her, then your shadow will never live beyond tomorrow.
Evening Mèi's heart fell into the cold pond with a 'bang', her lips began to tremble. She said she begged for mercy and turned around her lips. She couldn't decide whether she should say it for a long time.
If you don't beg for mercy, it doesn't mean you are ruthless to him. The young master snapped his fingers: I know you don't want him to die, but whether I should sell you this favor depends on whether you have this value or not.
Before he finished speaking, there was already a faint light in the dark room. A dozen fluorescent Gu were flying in the air, and the faint blue light could not penetrate the darkness.
Learn to control them, and use them to see my face with the light, then I will sell you this favor. The young master said softly: Remember before I wake up
Evening mèi was stunned, watching the faint blue light scattered like fireflies, and felt a little despair in his heart, but in the end he stood up, got out of bed barefoot, and took a firm step forward
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