Du Hongqing rushed over with a desperate attitude.
When those cold swords were directed at him, Du Hongqing seemed to feel no pain, and his eyes only stared at one target.
The horse ran very fast and was in front of the large carriage in a blink of an eye.
Du Hongqing's eyes were blood red, and his hoarse voice was filled with grief, anger and hatred.
"Bitch, give back my brother's life!"
At this time, the two masked guards who never left the carriage showed their weapons.
The twisted snake-bone whip struck hard at Du Hongqing's waist and abdomen.
The other person was holding a black spear.
The two of them cooperated in a tacit understanding and blocked all Du Hongqing's vitality in an instant.
Seeing that the road ahead was blocked, Du Hongqing roared unwillingly. ??
"Ah - bitch! I swear on the lives of my entire family that you, a bitch, will never do this again!"
With a "puff" sound, the spear was pointed at Du Hongqing's heart.
The snake bone whip actually broke his waist.
Blood dyed the boundless night red.
But they couldn't stop him from throwing the long knife with all his strength.
The knife, which carried the resentment of Du Hongqing and all the dead souls who were tortured and killed, thrust straight through the car window with the force of thunder.
Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream sounded from inside the carriage.
"master!"
The maid sitting in the outer carriage also looked panicked at this moment, knocking desperately on the door of the inner carriage.
"Master, how are you? Someone, come quickly!"
The masked guards outside also speeded up their movements in unison at this moment.
After a while, each of them dragged a fresh corpse and threw it outside the carriage.
"Master, they are ready, please heal your wounds quickly!"
The maid reminded with some panic.
Then, countless blood-red vines suddenly climbed out of the carriage.
The spikes, which were several times thicker than those on Zhao Xun's body, instantly pierced the fresh flesh and blood.
The sound of "Gudu, Gudu" came from inside the carriage.
It seemed like someone was drinking something in big gulps, but it also sounded like something beating.
In the long silent night, it was extremely strange and scary.
After a long time, the red and purple vines retracted into the carriage.
The maid kept lying at the door, for fear of missing the request of the person inside.
"A bunch of trash!"
That was the ethereal female voice that was once threatened by "Lin Mengya".
But at this moment, he felt more angry and frustrated.
"Yes, the slaves are all useless, please punish the master. But now the master is injured by those blood slaves, the most important thing is to find a place to heal his injuries first." The loyal maid hurriedly suggested.
The people inside were silent for a moment.
"Then go to the nearest place to recuperate, hum! Let her be proud for a few more days."
"Yes, I understand, slave."
The maid immediately got out of the car, personally inspected the terrain in front of her, and then directed the group of masked guards to the nearest foothold.
Shortly after the carriage left, several figures landed silently next to the group of corpses.
After carefully investigating the causes of death of these people, they divided into two groups and went to report the news separately or continue to follow them.
And those who died in vain were quickly frozen to death, and their lives ended abruptly in this long night.
Lin Mengya opened her eyes with difficulty.
last night
She pinched her eyebrows and wondered if she had run a marathon in her dream?
Otherwise, why would I feel so tired when I wake up?
"Master, are you dreaming again?"
Xiaoyao in the system asked impatiently.
Lin Mengya sighed and fell back into bed to rest. By the way, she took over the authority of the system again.
"How about I ask you to keep an eye on it? Are there any clues?"
"Master, after I was forcibly blocked, I can only use the system's monitoring function to help you record yesterday's external activities."
Lin Mengya fell into silence after listening to Xiao Yao repeat to herself how "domineering" she was yesterday.
"Do you think I have the second personality of a great master?"
Xiao Yao: "Master, are you just wishful thinking?"
"Tsk."
Lin Mengya felt a little disgusted with Xiao Yao's unfashionable rigidity.
"I just think it's quite interesting."
She held her head in her hands and looked very relaxed.
Xiaoyao was muttering at this moment.
It’s over! Is the master stupid?
"Master! Can you please face the seriousness of this problem? If even I can't suppress that consciousness, then you may be seized by others at any time!"
Compared to Xiao Yao's nervousness, Lin Mengya was much more relaxed.
"Xiao Yao, I was not suppressed by other consciousnesses at that time."
She squinted her eyes, remembering the feeling at that time.
She seemed to have had a long, long dream.
Something seemed to happen in her dream, but she couldn't remember it every time she woke up.
But she firmly believes that the "person" who can control her body will never hurt her.
Of course, maybe this is the "person"
"Leave a hint for yourself.
But she trusted her own judgment.
Maybe one day, she will meet that "person" in another way.
By then, everything will be revealed.
"I didn't expect those guys to be so crazy and crazy."
After she had rested and learned everything that happened last night, she couldn't help but sigh.
Now she couldn't help but be even more curious about how the guy who temporarily used her body could make such a cruel enemy leave with just one sentence.
Long Tianyu was not surprised.
"The Presbyterian Church has always been so ruthless in its actions. Those people are just outcasts."
Lin Mengya glanced at him, "You are very familiar with their methods of doing things?"
Long Tianyu narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Master also dealt with them when he was young."
"No wonder, but when you think about how they expelled the diviners in the first place, it's not surprising anymore."
Lin Mengya no longer has a good impression of the Presbyterian Church at all.
This kind of thing that carelessly despises other people's lives should have been balled up earlier, rolled to hell, and fried in a frying pan three hundred times.
But anyway, the crisis here has been lifted for the time being.
They also sorted out the clues they got from the hot spring village.
Another day later, except for a few pregnant women who were in labor and were being cared for intensively, she also sent others to the compound to be reunited with their families.
"Thank you, Miss Ya!"
"Yes, thanks to you, we can be reunited as a family."
In the eyes of everyone, she seemed to have become a patron saint.
In this regard, she could only keep smiling helplessly and accept everyone's thanks.
"You see, in their eyes, no matter whether you are a foreigner or not, you are their benefactor."
Long Tianyu sat quietly beside her, with a little pride in his tone.
Lin Mengya turned her head and glared at him.
"Stop making noises! Let's go, let's go. If this continues, my face will freeze with laughter."
Long Tianyu smiled and shook his head, and then left with his wife satisfied.
Behind them, the old people who paid the most attention to etiquette had silently made up their minds to erect a longevity tablet for Miss Ya.
As soon as they arrived at the Zhao Mansion, they saw the servants of the Zhao Mansion cleaning the mansion inside and out.
As ordinary people, they only knew that the Zhao Mansion almost changed its master, but they did not know that the Zhao Mansion should have been the Huo Mansion.
Seeing the two of them, Sicui, the newly appointed housekeeper who was also Aunt Fang's right-hand man, greeted them with a respectful smile.
"Madam has been talking about you two since early in the morning." >
Sicui is a talkative person and is very loyal to Aunt Fang.
When she learned that her old master was not dead, she cried heartily, and then she was full of energy and took the position of housekeeper.
As for the master Lin Mengya asked them to invite before, he also stayed here to save the dead soul.
At this time, Zhao Mansion was already a prosperous scene.
But Lin Mengya knew very well that Uncle Huo and Aunt Fang might not stay here forever.
This is not their home.
Sicui's mother led them to Uncle Huo's former study.
Lin Mengya is also familiar with this place.
"You are here, sit down."
Seeing them coming in, Uncle Huo just raised his head and continued to stare at the letter in his hand.
Judging from the frown on the other side's face, it seemed that he had encountered some trouble.
After a long time, Uncle Huo handed her the letter.
"It's better for you to come and see for yourself."
"What's wrong?"
Lin Mengya took the letter in confusion and shared it with Long Tianyu.
But I didn’t expect that everything written on it was about her.
The more he looked at her, the colder his face became, "Humph! I was so disappointed after seeing the Zhao family that I went crazy."
Long Tianyu narrowed his eyes. Although he said nothing, his expression was equally unhappy.
Huo Shujiang sighed.
"They used to say that I suppressed the Zhao family, but if I hadn't suppressed those people's thoughts, I'm afraid they would have become victims of others."
The content of the letter was to ask Uncle Huo to escort her to the Zhao family in the name of the family.
Not only that, he also made Uncle Huo promise not to reveal anything about the prescription before she was sent to the Zhao family, and even used her Gong family's combined property as bait.
She almost laughed out of breath.
Is it possible that she, Lin Mengya, was born like a piece of fat?
The Zhao family is not afraid of dying if they want what she has in their hands!
Uncle Huo took a deep breath.
"I know you still have something to do, so how are you going to deal with it?"
As partners, although Uncle Huo's goals are somewhat different from hers, they are generally the same.
Regarding this matter, Lin Mengya and Long Tianyu also discussed it in advance.
"I must get the secret treasure of the ancient tribe. Since they refuse to give me this opportunity to cooperate, then I will rob it and beat it until they are unable to fight back and offer it to me."
Huo Shujiang's eyebrows jumped.
Although the woman in front of him seemed slender and frail, the words coming out of her mouth carried an inexplicable intimidating power.
He smiled weakly and shook his head.
"Oh, I'm really old. I can't compare to you juniors."