When his thoughts were confused, he suddenly stared at her with a fierce expression. This woman was trying to disrupt his mind.
He secretly gritted his teeth and said: "Whether she is dead or not, what does it have to do with me?"
"You!" Seeing his contemptuous and provocative eyes, Chu Jiaoxing couldn't help but get angry, "What does it have to do with it?"
"Really speaking, it's just my former plaything."
Chu Jiaoxing frowned and said, "But the scroll in your room says..."
"My dearest love?" Mo Wuyou couldn't help but sneered coldly and said, "How can you willingly give birth to a child for me without coaxing her?"
Chu Jiaoxing obviously didn't believe it and stared at him with suspicion: "You are the leader of the Yousheng Sect. How would you go to such great lengths for a child?"
Mo Wuyou said with a sly smile: "A good container is certainly worth playing with."
Chu Jiaoxing couldn't help but feel frightened. So, Mo Wuyou found Chu Yan because of his water-bending magic. After giving birth to the child, it would have no effect anymore...
Somehow, her mind was in chaos. She gritted her teeth and said, "Did you design Chu Yan's death?"
"She prevents me from cultivating Mo Wei, which is very annoying."
"Pa!" A clear and loud slap sounded, and Chu Jiaoxing, who was confused, came to her senses. Her palms went numb for a while. She glared at the man in front of her fiercely. He... had really hurt Chu Yan?!<
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Mo Wuyou glared at him with a sharp look, his dark pupils filled with firelight. He was as noble as he was and had never been slapped by anyone. Even though he was pierced through the pipa bone and scarred to this point, he was still breathless.
He roared with full fury: "You evil beast! How dare you hit me again!"
Chu Jiaoxing's eyes dodge for a moment, and she subconsciously took a small step back. She knew that he had been captured now and had no ability to fight back, but she was still controlled by his breath for some reason, as if she was born with him.
The blood is suppressed, and the more she approaches him calmly, the more frightened she becomes.
Her mind was in a panic, and she just wanted to run away quickly, so she turned around and ran away.
In the middle of the night, Chu Jiao Xing sat in a chair in a daze. During this time, her body still needed to be nursed back to health, and it seemed that her spirit was also severely damaged. Chu Jiao Li took her back to the palace to live together.
The maid brought a bowl of soothing soup from outside the house. Chu Jiaoli took the soup and was about to feed it to Chu Jiaoxing's mouth. Seeing that she was motionless as if her soul had left her body, she was stunned for a moment, and then sighed softly.
, put the bowl on the table and dispersed the servants.
"You have been uneasy since you came back from seeing Mo Wuyou. What did he say to you?"
When she heard her name, Chu Jiaoxing's figure froze suddenly, and she finally came to her senses. Her eyes were dazed and she was sweating. She lowered her head slowly and said, "It's nothing."
Chu Jiaoli looked at the wax tears slowly falling from the candle on the table and said, "After asking, what are you going to do with him?"
"I don't know." Chu Jiaoxing's voice was trembling, and her eyes seemed to be filled with tears.
Chu Jiaoli sat beside her and raised her hand to gently caress her back. Chu Jiaoxing rested her head on her shoulder and suddenly began to sob.
Chu Jiaoli didn't speak, just stayed with her quietly. After half an hour, she fell asleep quietly.
Chu Jiaoli sat on the edge of the bed, covered her with a quilt, looked at her red eyes, and breathed out gently. As expected, Chu Jiaoxing knew the secret.
It's good to know, then she won't execute Mo Wuyou.
As long as Mo Wuyou has not been executed, there is hope.
However, even if Chu Jiaoxing doesn't execute him, Beigong Qianqiu will definitely not let him go.
Just as I was thinking about it, the candle on the table shed its last drop of wax and went out, leaving the room dark and a little quieter.
Chu Jiaoli's voice was gentle, like the wind on an autumn night: "Sister, sleep well."
The cell door was opened again, and amid the rustling movement, the woman stepped into the room with light steps.
"Bang! Bang!" The heavy iron hook was taken out from between the flesh and flesh and hit the ground. The strong smell of blood spread. When Mo Wuyou broke away from the confinement, his body swayed slightly and he was about to fall forward.
But his hands were chained and stretched straight.
Mo Wuyou slowly opened his eyes, looked at the cyan figure covered by the black cloak in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "You?"
Chu Jiaoli suddenly knelt down towards him, held his sword in both hands and presented it to him. She lowered her head and said, "Master."
Mo Wuyou couldn't help but sneer and said, "Do you still recognize me?"
"Master, my disciple will help you get out." Chu Jiaoli's voice was serious.
Mo Wuyou was suspicious when he saw her slowly raising her head, her eyes slightly red, and said: "Master, please give the emperor's antidote to my disciple."
Mo Wuyou smiled sarcastically: "He's not dead yet?"
Chu Jiaoli couldn't help but choked up in her throat and didn't answer him. She remained silent for a long time before she calmed down and said, "The key to the chain is in Beigong Qianqiu's hand. You promised to give me the antidote, so I'll find a way to steal it..."
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Mo Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Are you negotiating terms with me?"
Chu Jiaoli clenched her hand and said: "Now that your skills are completely useless, you can only wait to die if you don't rely on me."
"Hmph." Mo Wuyou snorted disdainfully, and slowly clenched his fists. Chu Jiaoli could faintly see the veins on his arms bursting out, and the straight iron chains suddenly moved, as if they were cracking.
Traces.
Chu Jiaoli was stunned, and suddenly took half a step back, saying: "Your internal strength is not..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two iron chains binding his wrists completely collapsed. His smile was sinister and strange, and he said: "I have no internal strength. At least, I still have brute strength."
Chu Jiaoli's eyes narrowed. She knew that Mo Wuyou's internal strength was strong, but she never thought that his strength could reach such a terrifying level. If Chu Jiaoxing knew about it, she would definitely regret not picking on his hands and feet.<
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At dawn, Chu Jiaoxing paced anxiously in front of the door. Seeing Beigong Qianqiu walking slowly, she walked over quickly, grabbed his collar, her eyes were red, and said: "Qianqiu, my sister...I
My sister was kidnapped by Mo Wuyou."
Beigong Qianqiu frowned solemnly and said: "Mo Wuyou's pipa bone is locked, and the key to the iron chain has always been in my hand. How could he..."
Chu Jiaoxing shook her head in panic and said: "I don't know...the iron hook was removed by someone, and the chains are all broken. It's all my fault. I blame me for falling asleep last night. I blame me for leaving Mo Wuyou alone."
The tone..."
Beigong Qianqiu took her into his arms, comforted the back of her head, and said: "There is no whereabouts of them yet?"
Chu Jiaoxing was so anxious that she cried: "The whole imperial capital is about to be overthrown, and there is no movement at all."
"Don't worry, we will definitely find them." Bei Gong Qianqiu comforted her softly, but she was also uneasy in her heart. Now that he and Chu Jiaoxing are still injured, if Mo Wuyou wants to hold Chu Jiaoli hostage,
If you use this to lure the two of them out, it may be a disaster...