It was a good night, the night wind was cool and the moon was shining brightly. A figure fell from the sky to the ground, startling the birds in the forest.
"Wu Ming, did you ask me out for something?" Under the moonlight, Wu Ming's brown robe looked a bit weathered. The once high-spirited Captain of the Iron-Blooded Corps now looked like a waning old man.
"I found out that Ye Hongyi actually colluded with Gui Chu and secretly replaced all the money that the emperor had hidden in the court!" Wuming informed Meiji of the results of his secret investigation these days.
"That means Ye Hongyi betrayed Sikong Mu? How dare he!" Mei Ji was surprised by the news brought by Wuming and asked in disbelief.
"I can't understand why the leader of the cult is so interested in Ye Hongyi. Logically speaking, he should be loyal to the cult. Unexpectedly, he actually colluded with Chi Chuan! Come to think of it, Chi Chuan is not a fuel saver! This matter
The leader doesn't know yet, but fortunately we found out in time. As long as we report this to the leader, Ye Hongyi will definitely die!" Wuming said solemnly.
"In that case, you should go directly to Sikong Mu and ask me out for what?" Although Meiji's voice was calm, it revealed a touch of alienation. If Wuming's motives weren't pure, they wouldn't have messed with Ye Hongyi, Qian Qian.
Even if Mian Hebai kills Mo Chang, he won't die. Although he didn't kill the person, he couldn't hold him back.
"I made an appointment with Saint Huanluo. You have been poisoned for three months. If you don't take the antidote, you may be in danger of your life. Now that I have made great achievements, I want to ask the Saint to give you the antidote." Wuming knew that Mei Ji was resentful.
He, but there is only so much he can do.
"You are interested. The saint already gave the antidote to Mei Ji when she was in Shiwu Town. Since nothing happens, Mei Ji will go back first." Mei Ji was grateful to Wu Wei for thinking about herself, but now she has taken refuge with Yao Mowan.
, you should try to keep a distance from Mei Ji, otherwise it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings and the gain will outweigh the losses.
Thinking about this, Meiji turned around and left before Wuming could even speak. When she was about to leave the woods, Meiji suddenly thought of Yao Moxin, who was brought to the Holy Girl's Mansion by Ye Hongyi during the day. Since Wuming knew that Ye
Hong Yi and Gui Chu were working together in private, so he might also know the background of Yao Mo Xin, so Mei Ji turned around and walked back, hoping to find Wu Ming to pry.
"Report to the Holy Lady! Wuming found out that Ye Hongyi secretly colluded with Gui Chu and Yan Chihuang to secretly replace the Imperial Religion's spy to infiltrate the imperial court. Ye Hongyi's actions were clearly an enemy of the Imperial Religion.
Ask for a saint
...Uh..." Before Wuming could finish his words, he saw a wisp of white silk shoot out like a silver snake and wrap around his neck. The white silk became tighter and tighter. Wuming struggled hard, but could not get rid of the white silk's grip.
bondage.
"Lord Saint...why?" Wuming's eyes widened and he looked at the magic rose on the treetop in disbelief, with too many doubts in his eyes.
"Because this saint doesn't want the leader to hear such news, for safety reasons, you have to die, Wuming, don't blame this saint for being cruel. There is a saying that is right, if people don't do it for themselves, heaven and earth will destroy them! This saint is too soft-hearted.
, to let Qi Canglan bully me to this extent! From now on, all those who have failed this saint will die!" The cold moonlight fell on Huanluo's face, making her face look like the King of Hell in hell.
, eerie and terrifying.
"You... betrayed the leader..." His breathing gradually became thinner, and Wuming felt that his life was passing quickly. The disparity in martial arts gave Wuming no reason to continue struggling.
"Who is it?" When the wind blew up, Huan Luo's eyes were like cones, and she looked sharply at the dark place on the left. Almost at the same time, Wuming suddenly threw out three hidden weapons from his sleeves. Huan Luo didn't have time to look into it, and she raised her hand and drew it.
Returning to Bai Silk. Bai Silk was like a dragon circling, blocking the three hidden weapons of Wuming back. The three hidden weapons were impartial, and they all hit Wuming's heart.
"You don't know what you can do!" Huan Luo glanced at Wu Ming with disgust, spun around, jumped up, and walked away.
Until the woods fell into silence, Meiji ran out madly and knelt beside Wuming, tears streaming down her face.
"Wu Ming...how could this happen? You must not die!" Mei Ji hugged Wu Ming from the ground and burst into tears.
"I'm sorry...it was me who hurt you, and it was me who brought you to Yanchi Country. It's all my fault, Meiji...go quickly, get out of here..." There were tears in the corners of Wuming's eyes, and there was despair in his voice.
"It doesn't matter to you! Mei Ji no longer has them, you have to live! You must survive!" Mei Ji wailed like a little animal, tears overflowing.
"I'm going to find them to atone for my sins... Meiji... you have to live well and leave here alive..." Wuming's hand dropped weightlessly, and the moment he closed his eyes, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
"No...you are all dead, so what's the use of leaving me alone? Now Mei Ji has nothing! You are so cruel! Nameless!" Mei Ji howled in despair, tears falling surgingly.
I don’t know how long she cried, but Meiji finally held back her grief and dragged Wuming to a place in the grass to lay her down.
"Wu Ming, please bear with me for a while. When I tell Yao Mowan the news, I will bury you with my own hands!" Mei Ji wiped away her tears and turned around resolutely.
The night was as dark as ink, and Mei Ji tried her best to rush to the Holy Girl's Mansion. The news that Ye Hongyi and Huan Luo had betrayed the imperial religion would undoubtedly make Ye Hongyi die without a burial place! Now that Wuming is dead, her status
There was no chance to talk to Sikong Mu in Yan Chi Country, and the only one left was Yao Mowan!
With the wind whistling in her ears, Mei Ji seemed to see hope. All her forbearance finally came to fruition. As long as everything was over, she would return to Dazhou and depend on her mother.
"You're leaving in such a hurry, why are you going?" A cold voice sounded like thunder in Mei Ji's ears. Mei Ji suddenly stopped and clearly saw Huan Luo standing in the wind in a white robe.
"Holy...Holy Lady?" Mei Ji tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart and lowered her eyes respectfully. She was only five hundred meters away from the Holy Lady's Mansion. As long as she entered the Holy Lady's Mansion, Ye Hongyi would be done with it.
"This saint is just weird. Wuming had already given up struggling, so how could he suddenly shoot out a hidden weapon? It turns out he was covering for you! Fortunately, this saint is very thoughtful, otherwise I would have really missed something important!" Huan Luo said,
Mei Ji felt a chill in her heart. There was only 500 meters left. Could it be that God couldn't even complete the 500 meters!
"Mei Ji doesn't know what the Holy Lady is talking about..." Mei Ji forced herself to calm down, and her clear eyes had already found the blind spot. She must tell Yao Mowan the news, she must!
"It doesn't matter if you don't know. Wuming will tell you when we get underground soon!" In Huanluo's eyes, killing Meiji was like killing an ant, effortless.
"The saintly lady should not betray the leader! The high priest?" Mei Ji mentioned secretly, and when she looked behind Huan Luo in shock, she suddenly rushed towards the northwest blind corner.
When she heard the 'big sacrifice' from Mei Ji's mouth, Huan Luo turned around suddenly and saw nothingness.
"The nameless one can't escape from the palm of this holy lady, why do you! Mei Ji, suffer death!" Huan Luo's body was filled with strong evil aura, like an evil Shura ghost crawling out of hell. At this moment, that touch
The white silk shoots straight towards Mei Ji's heart like a silver dragon.
Meiji felt a chill on her back. Even though she tried to avoid it, the white silk still hit her left arm. There was a click, and Meiji's left arm suddenly split open, causing her to break into a cold sweat.
Mei Ji lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground. When she turned around, Huan Luo was already in front of her.
"You don't know what you can do!" Huan Luo looked coldly, then suddenly stretched out her hand to catch Mei Ji's snowy neck.
"Uh..." Mei Ji looked at Huan Luo desperately, her eyes filled with unwillingness.
"You are different from Wuming. You are not from the Imperial Religion. Why would you want to wade into this muddy water and end up losing your life? Humph!" Huanluo's cold and unwarm eyes looked at the plaything in her hand with disdain, and her jade fingers gradually tightened.