Shen Yuqing led a group of people to search straight up the mountain. The closer they got to the mountain, the stronger the smell of blood became. The corpses everywhere proved that he was approaching the woman he was looking for.
"It seems that you can find it all the way up. Jinyu, you go back to Shaocheng and call everyone here. Just leave Shaocheng to wait for the pavilion master."
A person behind him took the order and left. Shen Yuqing let out a sigh of relief, but the anxiety on his brows did not disappear at all.
Is it still too late? I hope that the curse he once hoped for his death will not come true at this time. If it must come true, then it will fall on him. All curses that will harm the body and mind of the Pavilion Master will be borne by him. Never regret until death.
While Jin Yu was rushing back, the people who were looking for each other had all returned to their starting point. Except for Shen Yuqing and his party who had been walking upward and were obscured by trees, Jiuhe and the others were surprised to see that familiar figure not long after they separated. , cold and deep, yet makes every disciple of Poyue Pavilion extremely respectful.
In the end, he was persuaded by Zixiu, and he made a dusty journey from the Central Plains border not far from Qilu, and actually arrived at Kunyu Mountain at the same time as these subordinates from Lanling.
"Pavilion Master, Hall Master Shen has led people up, but we are still not sure about the whereabouts of Hall Master Hongxian. She...she has been refusing to say where Hall Master Hongxian went." Jiuhe looked at him in embarrassment. A glance at Yun Yirong behind her revealed that she was the only one who could guide everyone to quickly find Hongxian, but no one could force her to answer.
The cold gaze did not fall on her as Yun Yirong expected. That person actually didn't even want to look at her.
The hoarse laughter was low, full of self-deprecation and despair: "Stop wasting your efforts, she can't come back alive, otherwise wouldn't my sacrifice be in vain?"
The murderous intent suddenly arose, and the black sleeves flew like flying, tightly strangling the throat of the woman who was in a daze, and tightened her fingers tightly, but never made any contact with her eyes.
"Yes...kill...me..." Such strong suffocation made Yun Yirong feel that death was so close for the first time. The strange thing was that she was not afraid at all.
Isn't this a good ending?
Hongxian will definitely die, and she will die as tragically as Linghe promised her, suffering all the pain; Wei Moyan is destined to be lonely for a lifetime, which is the price he paid for destroying her heart. And she, after going through ups and downs, finally died of him In your hands, this ending is not good enough?
Cold and pale fingers touched the hand holding his neck, gently, as if afraid of startling him, he stopped and left.
The eyes that had not had luster for a long time were suddenly filled with mist, and a smile that no one could understand spread over the thin lips as pale as water. The delicate body did not resist at all, but just greedily enjoyed the satisfaction of this moment.
For the first time, she could touch him.
Probably also the last time.
Hongxian, it’s such a pity that you can’t see him. You are so far away from him and there is no possibility of meeting him and accompanying him, but I am so close in front of him that I can look at him and touch him. Finally, there is something I can beat. You are what I have but you cannot have.
He looked at the cold black body infatuatedly, and he had long forgotten the taste of tears falling on his hands, but he couldn't evoke the slightest response.
No one in this world can read her mind. Yun Yirong is confident that no one will love that man more than her. This tragic reincarnation has been doomed from the first moment they met.
Gradually, the whole body fell into numbness.
Everyone lowered their heads, no one dared to stand up to stop it, and no one wanted to stop it. The woman the pavilion wanted to kill deserved to die, and living was too painful for her.
The wind was blowing in the mountains, and a piece of red was blown by the cold wind and fell from a high place, floating in front of Wei Moyan.
His emotionless eyes tightened, and he quickly grabbed the piece of red in his hand, with a fishy sweetness, staining his hands full of bright red.
It was a white veil that was originally pure and white. How many times had she put it on and taken it off, how many times had she covered her beautiful face as she went into battle with him and looked down upon the world.
"Qingluan." The man who had been silent since his appearance finally spoke, his eyes complex and changing, "She is at the top of the mountain."
There were no orders, no unnecessary words, and the hand that took life and death no longer considered the woman who almost went to hell. The cold and almost cold figure did not hesitate to go to the top of the mountain. The urgency was greater than any moment he had experienced in his life.
The team that followed was silent. Only Shaocheng took a few steps slower. After a moment of hesitation, he picked up the weak woman who was lying on the ground and tried his best to chase the figure in front of him.
It wasn't pity. Shaocheng, who didn't know what love was, just felt that if the master of Hongxian Hall really died, she should be buried with him.
There was a long period of silence in the empty cave. The woman who was obviously injured stood stubbornly, her indifferent eyes were as usual, and the thin red string in her hand was coiled on the ground, ready to bathe in the sea of blood with her master again at any time.
"Where is the mystery?"
The voice came from behind the man in the wooden chair. It was hoarse and lacked warmth.
Everyone wants to know where the mystery lies, and she is no exception. It would be ridiculous to say this. Xia Qingluan never answers this question that countless people have asked but have not received an answer. Even as a Yue Lao
She is the only descendant and holds the secret of the mystery. She also wants to turn back time and go back to the past, at least to find out the secret that has kept her trapped in a situation of being chased her whole life.
Silence was taken as rejection, and the weird Jie Jie laughter echoed in the cave: "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, as long as a Gu worm is planted in you, then everything you know will become mine, and the questions I want to know
You will tell everything you know, and you will tell everything, and you will be more well-behaved than any slave."
He has this strength. Xia Qingluan has no doubt about it.
"You're so sneaky, why don't you come out and meet me? Is the dignified leader of the Li sect a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"
"Life is up to God and death is up to me, so why be greedy and afraid?" The owner of the voice finally appeared in the rustling clothes and frankly admitted the identity of the leader of the Li Sect, "I just don't want this appearance to scare Miss Hongxian. I and I
You are a person living in a different world."
Listening to the voice, I thought it was that of a vicissitudes of middle-aged man, but when the real person appeared in front of him, Xia Qingluan was really surprised.
Ugly, scary, and disgusting, this was her first impression of the cult leader.
It is simply difficult to describe what kind of person he is. His short body, three feet tall, is wrapped in a brown robe. His ridiculously large head has extremely ugly facial features. His exposed skin is as wrinkled and dull as rot. The most difficult thing to accept is that there are many...
Insects that cannot be named are densely packed all over the body.
Is this the leader of the deviant religion? Is it nature or nurture? How can a person be born so difficult to see?
The disgusted look made the man's voice hoarse and deeper. He raised his stubby arms and an emerald-green piccolo appeared in the hand that was also covered with bugs: "Are you scared? Miss Hongxian is born with the appearance of a heavenly being. She must be disgusting with me.
His appearance is extremely disgusting. Even I want to destroy this body and this face. But what I want to destroy even more is your glamorous things. Cut open the skin, cut off the flesh and blood, remove the bones one by one, and make
Turn into a beautiful piece of human skin and step on the ground. When I get the secret and become the overlord of the world, I will definitely do this."
Another madman.
Xia Qingluan secretly held onto Chi Qing. If she couldn't kill him, then at least she wouldn't fall into his hands, otherwise the outcome would be more painful than death.
With a cold laugh, the green piccolo was close to the expressionless face, and the tune was sharp and harsh.
"Come and enjoy this funeral song, give me your heart and soul, give me the secrets of the world."