After listening to Mengdie's words, Zhao Yun fell silent.
At this point, I realized why this girl asked him to take her home. It wasn't that she didn't know the way, and it wasn't that she couldn't get out of Zuimeng Tower and Mingyue City. It was because she had known that there was a curse mark in her body and she wouldn't be able to last long. According to the passage of life at this moment,
At such a speed, your life span will be exhausted in at most three days. If you are alone, you will really fall down on the road, or be buried in the barren mountains, or become a meal in the mouth of wild animals.
There was such a sadness that enveloped Zhao Yun's mood.
Going home should be Mengdie's biggest long-cherished wish, and probably her only obsession.
Knowing clearly that she is about to die, she is still like a moth rushing to the flame. It is better to die in her hometown than to live in a humble life in a brothel. Everyone has their own way of living. For others to enjoy themselves, this is the meaning of her existence in Zuimenglou.
, it’s time to force a smile out of exhaustion, and no longer want to live like that.
Thousands of thoughts in my heart, only a moment in the outside world.
Zhao Yun put away his thoughts and looked at Mengdie again, his eyes had not closed yet.
He found the so-called curse seal from Mengdie's body, which was always flashing with a strange light, devouring Mengdie's lifespan all the time, like a terrible poisonous insect that could never be fed, greedily sucking in the food.
Stained with blood, I am afraid that it will not really give up until Mengdie dies.
"It can't be broken, it can't be refined."
Zhao Yun murmured to himself and read it back and forth a dozen times.
The curse seal is not an ordinary curse seal, and it has been completely integrated with Mengdie. Breaking the curse seal is tantamount to killing Mengdie. The person who planted the curse seal used vicious methods and left no way out for Mengdie.
Or perhaps, his spiritual practice is too shallow, his vision is too vulgar, his cultivation is too low, and he cannot find a way to solve it. If the Moon God is awake, he must have a way, but he calls again and again, but there is no response from the Moon God.
The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
Even if the Moon God is awake, there is nothing he can do. After all, that god only has a trace of his remaining soul, but he can give Zhao Yun a way to break it. However, Zhao Yun is just a small martial artist and cannot do it at all. It is good to save people if he wants to, but
Most of the time, being powerless is the most frustrating thing.
"I haven't been out for many years, and the sky outside is still vast."
Mengdie smiled and took a gentle breath of the air, feeling more comfortable than ever before.
Although her eyes are dim and her smile is pale, they are much more beautiful than the one she pretends to smile with. The truest expression of her heart is revealed without a trace of concealment. She is finally out of that prison and can finally be as free as a bird.
The bird soared in the sky. Even though she only had a few days left in her life, it was enough. Whether humble or free, she always wanted to go home.
Why!
Zhao Yun sighed in his heart, he wanted to save people, but he couldn't do anything.
When he sighed, Mengdie handed over an ancient scroll, which was the secret book of the clone technique.
"Thank you."
Zhao Yun did not refuse and accepted it casually.
Reflecting the moonlight, he also spread it out casually
Ancient scrolls, studying mysteries while traveling, clones, in a certain sense, are also secret books of Dharma cultivation. They were banned many years ago. In order to better rule, the royal family has banned many secrets, such as
Most of the clone techniques given by Mengdie are not orthodox. Judging from the previous levels of Mengdie's clones, it can be seen that there are shortcomings.
Not long after, he collected the ancient scrolls.
Then, I saw him forming a seal with one hand and reciting the magic formula silently in his heart.
Then, a wisp of green smoke was seen flying out from his body, forming a human shape on his side. It was another him. No matter the appearance or the outline of the facial features, he was the same as his original self. What's more,
The breaths are also exactly the same. At first glance, it is difficult to tell who is the original deity.
"What a terrifying talent." Mengdie murmured softly.
Back then, when she was learning body art, she studied it for several months?
Fortunately, this one was able to transform into a clone in less than a quarter of an hour. He was so talented. He seemed ordinary, but he was actually a monster. At least, he was far beyond her.
Zhao Yun glanced sideways more than once, scanning the clone up and down.
To be honest, it feels weird to look at my other self like this.
Looking at his clone, he is a bit dull, seems to have no emotions, and has no ability to speak. This is the shortcoming of the clone. To be precise, it is the clone technique taught by Mengdie. It has great shortcomings. If it is the orthodox secret method of clone
, at least he can speak, and he can also use secret techniques.
However, something is better than nothing.
The clone has flaws, but he is alive and will one day be deduced to perfection.
This is like the Heavenly Thunder Formation. What he learned back then was only its appearance. The reason why it is so lethal now is because he has evolved it over and over again. His super talent can sometimes lead to god-level attacks.
"I don't know your name yet." Mengdie whispered.
Zhao Yun smiled and then destroyed the clone, "Just call me Ji Hen."
"Ji Hen, Mengdie took note of it." Mengdie chuckled, her face turning pale again.
Zhao Yun hesitated to speak. No matter how much he said about the predetermined ending, it was useless. This was the path Mengdie chose. The way home was also a road to hell. She only had three or two days left in her remaining life.
"My clone is gone."
Mengdie's sudden words interrupted Zhao Yun's contemplation.
Zhao Yun flicked his hand and fired a few more speed talismans. The clone was gone. I am afraid that someone will chase him soon. With the background of Zuimenglou, there will definitely be no less people sent, and the level will not be low.
"asshole."
Tonight’s Zuimenglou Garden,
Still so lively.
It's Huadu, just like a mad dog that has gone crazy, roaring hysterically, taking off all his clothes, just waiting to have a night of spring with Mengdie? When he arrived, it was a clone of Mengdie.
puff!
The blood he spurted out was so domineering.
I don’t know whether it’s the urgent fire attacking my heart or the evil fire that is so strong that I can’t suppress it.
I spent 350,000 on whoring. The first time I was bombed, and the second time I was a clone. Is it so difficult to get into bed? It’s a shame that I didn’t go to bed. If the clone dissipated when the relationship was over, it would be so painful.
??
"What's going on? This is..."
The prostitutes who were still having fun in Zuimeng Tower looked sideways one by one.
Perhaps it was because Huadu howled so loudly that it could be heard even from such a distance. Many people came to watch the fun, but they were blocked. Hearing Huadu's rage, it seemed that things were not simple.
"What a Zuimenglou, are you trying to trick me, the Dark Night Clan?"
Elder An Ye grabbed the bustard's collar with one hand and was furious with thunder.
The madam was so frightened that she trembled all over, her old face was pale and bloodless, and she was afraid that she would be struck alive by a palm.
"Clone, how can it be a clone?"
The nursing staff at Zuimenglou had a look of astonishment on their faces.
So the question is, here is the clone, where did the original person go?
"I, the Dark Night Clan, need to give an explanation for this matter."
Elder An Ye snorted coldly and threw the bustard to the ground.
Not only Huadu was angry, he was also angry. Because of a brothel, his Dark Night clan lost all face. When he arrived, his mother created a clone, making him unconsciously think that the young master who was bombed and plotted before was Mengdie and
The murderers conspired together, maybe Zuimenglou also knew about it, and they collaborated to deceive them, the Dark Night Clan, and spent 350,000. We endured the bombing, and the whole clone was too much.
"An explanation will be given to the Dark Night Clan."
A large number of people came out of Zuimeng Tower. One after another, the mounts ascended to the sky, and there were also mounts on the ground, including fire wolves, cheetahs, and black tigers. They were all available, and each one was a rare species. From this, it can be seen that there are dozens of Zuimeng Tower’s secrets.
The strong man chased out of the ancient city of Mingyue with a lot of cheers. He knew which direction to pursue because there was a curse mark in Mengdie's body that could guide the direction.
"It's such a big battle, what happened?"
Many people raised their eyes to see such a big movement in the middle of the night.
"I heard that the top star of Zuimenglou has escaped."
"The most embarrassing thing is Huadu. After waiting for midnight, Mengdie's clone arrived."
"I'm hurt internally now."
Wherever there are people gathering together, there will be discussions and a lot of sighing and tutting.
No
Needless to say, the Young Master of the Dark Night became famous again because of a murder caused by prostitution!
Apart from sighing and clicking my tongue, there is also regret.
Mengdie ran away. It's good to be able to catch her. If she can't be caught, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see her graceful dancing in the future. If I want to see that peerless face, I can only look for it in my memory.
"My little friend, calm down and I will give you an explanation."
The madam wiped her cold sweat and said solemnly.
She is just an old bustard who flatters and earns only a small amount of money, but she can't afford to offend the rich. Who knows why Mengdie ran away? The sad thing is that they have only found out so far that such a surprise is really shocking. It would be better to capture it. If
If you can't find anyone, the higher ups will definitely come to question you.
"What are you still doing?" Elder An Ye shouted violently.
The old bustard knew the meaning of these words and hurriedly left the garden.
When she came back not long after, she brought a dozen girls for Huadu to enjoy. Although their beauty was not as good as Mengdie's, they were all equally beautiful. The most important thing was that all of them were flawless and beautiful.
You can pick any of these at will, and you can call them all in. Just be careful not to injure your liver and kidneys.
"Come in, let me come in."
In the room, Huadu's roar could be heard.
The guy's eyes were bloodshot, dyed scarlet, and his ferocious face was distorted. He was bombed, attacked, and tricked, which made him really crazy.
"If you serve well, you will be rewarded."
The madam was also sensible and pushed them in one by one.
The girls were frightened, mainly because Huadu at this moment was really terrifying, as hideous as a demon, and the bandages on their heads had been removed and their scalps had been cut off, making them look more and more terrifying.
"Bitch, a bunch of bitches."
Hua Du smiled ferociously, like a ferocious beast rushing towards him.
The young master of the Dark Night Clan seems to have become a little perverted. He tears off their clothes unscrupulously and vents his animal nature unscrupulously. His anger and bathing fire have gradually submerged his last trace of sanity. The accumulated anger and hatred will also appear tonight.
Take this out on them.
ah.!
The woman's painful moan is the sinful melody of the night.
Unfortunately, not everyone is as lucky as Mengdie. There is a Zhao Yun who keeps his promise. Even if he escorts her home, it is better to die than to be ravaged by demons. The rest of their lives are destined to be miserable, and even if they die, they will be engraved with despicable
Brand, this is the bloody rule of survival.
Outside the room, three dark night elders were sitting cross-legged.
The three of them were indifferent to the girls' screams. To them, their life and death didn't matter. As long as the young master extinguished the fire, they could talk about anything and rush to Tianzong.