Although Li Longji was filled with inexplicable anger, he was not a perverse or willful person after all, and he also hoped that Mingzhu would wake up and recover as soon as possible. So seeing that Liehu really didn't want him to stay in the house,
Without saying anything more, he turned around and walked out.
"Grandma, do I need to go out?" Li Zi saw that Wang Wei and Li Longji had gone out, and he didn't know what to do, so he asked timidly.
Before Wangyounu could say anything, Hunting Fox spoke first:
"You don't need to go out. Since you have become our disciple, you should also learn how our patron saint is loyal to the Fang family."
"Yes." Li Zi stood aside with his hands down respectfully.
As soon as Li Longji came out of the room, he happened to see Wang Wei who was facing the door. This time Wang Wei finally saw Li Longji. He was shocked and quickly saluted:
"My lord, are you here too?"
Li Longji didn't get angry when he saw him, but he still adhered to his demeanor and nodded slightly:
"Young Master Wang is a frequent visitor here."
Although Li Longji tried hard to control his emotions, his words still contained deep jealousy. Wang Wei had the Pearl in his heart, so he was completely unaware of Li Longji's attitude and just explained respectfully:
"The student and Mingzhu hit it off immediately when they first met, and Mingzhu has helped me a lot. She is very smart and kind..."
Wang Wei was a scholar by nature, and whenever he came across a topic related to the pearl, he started talking endlessly. He didn't even notice that Li Longji's face was getting uglier.
In modern times, in the mafia headquarters in Sicily, Homura was injured again. After the doctor gave him anesthesia, he began to concentrate on treating his wounds.
Under the influence of the drug, Yan quickly fell into a deep sleep, but what was different from the past was that this time he fell into a strange dream.
He dreamed that Mingzhu was lying unconscious on the bed with a livid face, and her body was covered with sparkling silver needles. A tall man stood beside her with a solemn expression, and there was also a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old.
Ye stood with his hands down. It could be seen from his expression that he cared about Mingzhu very much, but for some unknown reason, he did not dare to move or make a sound.
And closest to the pearl, stood an astonishingly beautiful woman. In her hand, this woman held a dazzling little silver knife. The blade of the silver knife was extremely thin, and it looked extremely sharp at first sight.
The woman's face was tense, as if she was waiting for a big moment. Suddenly, the tall man said:
"It's time."
The woman's body did not move at all, nor did she look back. She just said in a low voice:
"Well, I'm starting. Are you ready?"
"I know." The man responded.
Yan's eyes only blurred when he saw the beautiful woman cut the blood vessels on his wrist with a knife, and bright red blood spurted out. Yan almost screamed because he could clearly see that
The beauty stretched out her injured wrist flatly, letting her blood fall drop by drop on Mingzhu's forehead.
'Oh my god, what are they doing? Is it witchcraft?' Yan wanted to shout. He wanted to ask questions and stop him, but it seemed as if a big hand was clamping his throat tightly.
No sound can come out.
Moreover, his limbs seemed to be tightly shackles, preventing him from moving. Yan was so anxious but had no choice but to watch the beauty's blood dripping onto Chun'er's forehead.
The more people gather, the more flames will become suspicious. The blood in the beauty's body will soon drain out.
The blood was flowing on Mingzhu's green face, which was so weird that people couldn't bear to see it. And all this was far from over. Suddenly, the beauty's arm was moved, and the tip of the knife fell on Mingzhu.
On Mingzhu's temple, she pressed her wrist and gently lifted it, and a wound immediately appeared on Mingzhu's temple. Yan's heart twisted tightly, and he felt that as the beauty's hand rose and fell, his own
Life was leaving his body bit by bit - Yan sadly realized that he was really going to be scared to death!
He has been traveling around the world since he was a boy, so he is definitely not a timid person, but now, when he is watching the woman he loves being brutally killed but unable to do anything, Homura feels that the limit of his endurance has been reached.
Completely collapsed.
And just when Yan was about to faint and fall, he suddenly saw pure black blood dripping from the wound on Mingzhu's forehead! What was going on?
Although Yan didn't understand those strange arts in ancient China, he had extraordinary intelligence after all, so he immediately realized that things were abnormal, and no longer blindly anxious, but controlled his
My mind was focused on every move of the beauty in front of me.
I saw that the beauty was frowning at this time, and it seemed that she was also under great pressure. She looked at the pearl without blinking, as if what she was looking at was not the pearl, but a thing that could explode at any time.
bomb, and she is concentrating all her energy on disabling the bomb's detonation device!
Black blood flowed out drop by drop from Mingzhu's temple. As the blood flowed out, the green color on Mingzhu's face slowly faded away.
'Are they treating Mingzhu? Is it because of the black blood that caused Mingzhu's coma?' Yan speculated in his heart. No matter what, it is always nice to see Mingzhu's face returning to normal little by little.
Something that comforted him.
The beauty's blood was still dripping onto Mingzhu's face, and Mingzhu's temples were also bleeding. Yan stared at Mingzhu's face closely, not missing the slightest change. He estimated in his heart, if
At this rate, Mingzhu's complexion will definitely return to normal in just a few minutes.
And at this moment, the beauty suddenly shouted:
"I can't do it anymore, do it quickly!"
Yan didn't understand what she was saying for a moment, but it was obvious that the tall man who had been standing by the bed understood it. He raised his palms without hesitation and hit the beauty hard on the back! That one
The beauty screamed and fell down with a thud.
While the beauty screamed, Yan also let out a cry of terror. He didn't understand why the man wanted to kill the beauty. She was saving Mingzhu. If something happened to her, what would happen to Mingzhu?
?
Yan heard his cry, he opened his eyes, and unexpectedly saw a large group of people surrounding him: doctors and subordinates, all of whom were looking at him with frightened eyes.
Yan touched his forehead and felt a piece of cold sweat. At this time, one of Yan's men spoke and asked in a low voice:
"Master, are you having a nightmare? I heard you call out Miss Mingzhu's name."
"Pearl!" Yan suddenly remembered the scene in his dream. As soon as he straightened up, he sat up, but as soon as he moved his body, he felt a sharp pain. It turned out that his movement was too violent, and he had just dealt with it.
The wound opened again.
"Don't use force casually." The doctor rushed forward and held down Yan. He was Yan's full-time doctor, so he was unambiguous in performing his duties.
"Mingzhu is in danger, I want to save her!" Yan roared in confusion.
Almost everyone around Yan knew Fang Mingzhu's name and what she meant to Yan. Of course, this doctor was no exception. He still pressed Yan and said:
"Did you see something in your dream? If you saw it in your dream, then I can tell you responsibly that it is false. Anesthetics can make people enter deep sleep. In the process, people's
Consciousness is the weakest, so some thoughts that are usually deeply buried in our hearts and controlled by us will temporarily get rid of control and emerge on their own. This was the case for you just now. You must be too concerned.
Miss Mingzhu, that’s why I have such nightmares.”
Yan took a deep breath. He forced himself to calm down and thought about it seriously. He had indeed had a dream just now. But was it really like the doctor said, were they all fake? But why did the dream happen?
How real was the scene in the scene? Yan felt his heart was in a mess. He was stunned for a long time and suddenly said:
"Arrange the trip immediately. I'm going to Qingcheng Mountain. I can't delay even a minute."
Although he knew that he had just had a dream, Yan still felt that the scene in the dream was too real. So he had to go to Qingcheng Mountain immediately, see Master Zhong, and tell him what he saw in the dream.
After listening to his opinion. Moreover, Zai Yan had another thought deep in his heart. He wanted to persuade Master Zhong and find a way to send him back to ancient times - because he could no longer bear this endless care and worry.
and a sense of powerlessness beyond reach.
Li Longji and Wang Wei stood outside the house and also heard the cry of Wangyounu, especially Li Longji. After all, he himself was not weak in martial arts, so in addition to Wangyounu's call, he also clearly heard the applause and the sound of applause.
There was the sound of Wangyounu being hit and falling.
Sometimes, the more you know, the more fear you will feel in your heart. Li Longji couldn't care about anything and rushed into the house. But before his hand even touched the door, he felt a huge force coming through.
The door panel hit him. Li Longji was shocked and took a few steps back. He was stunned for a long time before he realized that Fox Hunter was preventing him from entering the house.
‘Why? Why don’t you let me in? What is happening in the house now?’ Li Longji felt as if there were countless poisonous snakes biting and twisting in his heart, and the intense fear almost suffocated him.