Hearing this, Zhonggong Tang Luo's face slowly darkened, and he said in a low voice: "He... what happened to him later?"
"One month after Zhongluo fell into sleep, my ancestor killed him, and his bones are still in Beiming."
Hearing this, Zhonggong Tang Luo was silent for a long time, with a bit of unspeakable bitterness in his golden eyes.
For a long time, she hummed softly, closed her eyes, and lightly crushed the phalanges in her hand with the pads of her two fingers. It shattered into powder at her fingertips. She slowly let go of her hand, letting the powder float away in the wind, just like the past.
The memory disappeared in my mind.
After opening her eyes, she put on her mysterious and charming smile again and said: "As long as you destroy all the bones of Dong Gongying, I will agree to whatever you want."
Mo Wuyou slightly narrowed his eyes and said, "That's very good."
Three days later.
When Chu Jiaoli woke up the next day after her eyes were burned, she found that her eyes were wrapped in gauze.
She lived a melancholy life. In recent days, Mo Wuyou didn't know where he was going, and he didn't let her practice any more. Every day, he would send a maid to bring a bowl of bitter medicine and force her to drink it.
The burning sensation in my eyes is decreasing day by day. Now more than half a month has passed, and my eyes no longer seem to hurt.
In the early morning, she sat in front of the bed and the maid took off the gauze for her.
The gauze was slowly lifted layer by layer, and she seemed to feel some bright light, and she couldn't help but frowned in confusion.
Is her...eyes still bad?
The last layer of gauze was lifted, and she slowly opened her eyes, and saw the mute slave serving her. Her vision was clear and normal. She held her hand with great joy and said, "Mute slave! I'm not blind!" The mute slave smiled and nodded, turned around and disposed of the gauze in his hand.
Chu Jiaoli looked at everything around her and was suddenly startled. Why was this... not her room?
But having regained her light, she just wants to take a good look at this beautiful color.
She got up and left the bed, turned around a few times, and showed a happy smile.
She thought she would spend the rest of her life in darkness. This feeling of regaining what was lost was so wonderful!
After a while, she slowly calmed down, squatted down, and stroked the short rosewood table.
The furnishings here look a little weird, the bed is low, there are no chairs, only soft cushions for people to kneel on, and some bamboo slips are placed on the table.
She looked at the characters on the bamboo slips, which were too complicated to understand. The fonts were from eight hundred years ago at least.
She frowned slightly, this place was too old...
She looked sideways at the mute slave and said, "Mute slave, where is this?"
The mute slave still hesitated and gestured with the sign language she had never learned. She could only sigh softly. At least with the mute slave by her side, she could be sure that she had not escaped from the clutches of the Yousheng Cult.
After thinking about it, she stood up and wanted to see the scene outside.
Just as she was about to step out of the threshold, her face instantly turned pale and she stepped back unconsciously.
Then came in Mo Wuyou, dressed in red.
Chu Jiaoli swallowed, frowning and not daring to look at him, clenching the fist in her sleeve tightly, she really couldn't figure out what he was going to do!
Mo Wuyou raised his hand to lift her chin, looked into her peach blossom eyes, gently raised the corners of his lips, and said, "The color of these eyes is much prettier than before."
After finishing her words, Chu Jiaoli was slightly startled. She frowned in fear, and immediately ran to the dressing table and looked at herself in the bronze mirror.
Those beautiful peach blossom eyes are no longer pitch black, the left eye has become hazelnut color, and the right eye has become amber color. If you look closely, you will see that they are the same colored pupils as Chu Jiaoxing!
She was so frightened that she knocked down the makeup on the table and fell to the ground. Seeing this, the mute slave immediately ran over to help her up.
Chu Jiaoli raised her hand tremblingly, gently touched her eyes, and said: "What...what do you want to do?"
Mo Wuyou slightly narrowed his phoenix eyes and said, "I want you to replace Chu Jiaoxing and become a practitioner of the magical water-bending skill."
Chu Jiaoli swallowed her saliva and said, "This... this is deviant!"
Mo Wuyou apparated in front of her, and with a slightly lower voice, he said, "Rebellion is my style."
Chu Jiaoli frowned. She had already regarded Chu Jiaoxing as her biological sister. Chu Jiaoxing was so good to her, how could she go against her?
Could it be that... after learning that Chu Jiaoxing was not Mo Wuyou's biological daughter, Mo Wuyou no longer had any scruples?
Before she thought much, Mo Wuyou raised his hand and touched her sleeping point, and she closed her eyes and fell to the ground.
Tang Luo from the middle palace slowly walked in from the door, squatted beside Chu Jiaoli, raised his hand and moved a strand of green hair hanging on her cheek behind her ear, sighed softly, and said: "Master Mo has nothing to do with girls.
You're so rude. If you don't show mercy, no woman will like you."
Mo Wuyou slightly narrowed his phoenix eyes and said: "I am not familiar with you, and I don't want to be familiar with you. Complete our deal, and I don't want to talk nonsense about the rest."
Tang Luo from the middle palace snorted and muttered: "Really, so fierce..." She looked at the girl lying on the ground and said, "Not long ago, my second sister Huanli was dissatisfied with the emperor's uncle's marriage.
She decided to run away from the marriage. It is said that she fled to Xiyu Kingdom. I checked the history of Xiyu Kingdom and there is no record of this. She should have lived her life in anonymity long ago. The emperor's uncle is also furious about this matter, so why not let her do it?
Replace it."
Mo Wuyou raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Do she and her look the same?"
"She looks different, but it doesn't matter. I can ask Aqi to cast a spell so that everyone in Zhongluo Kingdom will think she is Huanli when they see her, and all the memories about Huanli will be instilled in her.
."
Hearing this, Mo Wuyou showed a satisfied smile and said, "That's good."
Zhonggong Tang Luo walked out, took out a golden piccolo from his sleeve, placed it across his lips and started playing.
Mo Wuyou also stepped out of the door and stood behind her with his hands behind his back.
After blowing for a long time, but there was no movement, Zhonggong Tang Luo frowned, put his hands on his hips and said: "Aqi! If you don't come out, there will be no carrots to eat tonight!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the cry of a wild beast coming from the grass. Immediately, the leaves of the grass swayed a little, and the next moment, a golden beast jumped out from it.
This beast has a lion's head and antlers, a nimble body like a deer, dragon scales and an ox's tail. It looks majestic and noble, not like an ordinary thing, but when you look at the head, it's just a child.
Mo Wuyou slightly narrowed his phoenix eyes and said, "The mythical beast Qilin? Is it the master who taught you the magic of earth control?"
Tang Luo from Zhonggong nodded and said: "Even though you are still young, your earth control skills are not bad at all."
Ah Qi shook the messy leaves hanging on his horns, and ran towards Tang Luo in the middle palace, chirping incessantly, as if begging for something.
