The sounds of chaotic footsteps came from far away, and accompanied by the panicked sound of strings, Meng Zirou and his group hurriedly ran into the house. Without taking a breath, they went straight to the bed. Xingyun, who had been guarding the bed, immediately stood up.
He quietly stepped aside, but his concerned eyes never left the unconscious woman on the bed.
"Mo Zhu!" Meng Zirou was about to lean down and pull Mo Zhu's hand outside the quilt, but Lu Xiao stretched out his hand to stop her, pointed at Mo Zhu's green-gray face, and said solemnly: "Be careful,
She is poisoned. Don't touch her yet. Some poisons can be transmitted through skin contact, which is very serious!"
Meng Zirou looked at the unconscious Mo Zhu. The usually fair and delicate skin seemed to be coated with a layer of paint, giving off a green light. Looking carefully, it was also covered with dark marks, like sediment
The oil stains and dirt were in urgent need of cleaning. The soft red lips turned into a stiff purple, and even the long black hair seemed to be slowly becoming lighter and grayer. The whole person seemed to have lost its color all of a sudden.
She was lifeless. Her appearance made Meng Zirou feel familiar, but for a while she couldn't remember where she had seen her before.
"What did you do to her?" Chi Lian suddenly took action, holding a Musk Moon Divine Bow tightly in his hand, and three shining light arrows pointed straight at Xingyun. As soon as he let go, he could shoot straight
Take his life.
"Chi Lian, you're crazy!" Xian Yin screamed, just about to run over and stop Chi Lian, but Meng Zirou reached out to grab her, pulled her to her side, looked at Xing Yun in front of her with a cold face, and secretly mobilized her spirit
Be careful of him suddenly escaping or counterattacking.
But Xingyun didn't move, he just stood there quietly, with a calm face and a serious look in his eyes: "Chi Lian, I don't understand what you are talking about!"
——"What am I talking about? Huh, Mo Zhu was fine yesterday, but she is like this this morning. Someone must have poisoned her at night. And when she left yesterday, I saw you following her, and
We got into an argument with her, and Mo Zhu ran away crying. Do you dare to say that there are no such things?"
——"We did say something yesterday, but what does this mean?
——"Do you dare to say what you said?"
——"------"
——"Why don't you speak? If you really have a clear conscience, why should you be secretive?"
"It's not him, it's me ------" Mo Zhu, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes and reluctantly said: "It was me ------ who confessed to him, but he refused to accept ------
-He doesn't say anything now------because he's afraid------of hurting me, I'm sorry--" As he said that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
"Mo Zhu!" Everyone called anxiously, but they never let her wake up again.
Xingyun's heart suddenly felt as if it had been grabbed hard by a big hand, and it hurt like it was being torn apart. Her normally alert mind went blank for a moment. This girl, in order to protect herself, even lost her most precious dignity in front of everyone.
You can give up, but this love cannot be described by the word "deep"!
Just when everyone was in an awkward deadlock, a waiter hurried in. After a simple salute, he stood up and reported eagerly: "Third Protector, there is a plague in the kingdom, and the elders want to invite you to discuss matters.
Hall, let’s discuss it------"
Before he finished speaking, the waiter suddenly took a few steps back in horror, tripped over the threshold, and suddenly fell to the ground. With one hand trembling, he pointed at the black bamboo on the bed and stammered: "Plague--"
----There is a plague here too------Go quickly------
Before he finished speaking, the waiter ran away as if running away, not even bothering to pick up the door curtain after knocking it off.
"What! So cowardly!" Xian Yin muttered, stood up, picked up the door curtain, and hung it up casually.
Meng Zirou thought for a moment, looked at Lu Xiao, and said inquiringly: "I'd better go over and take a look! There must be a reason why the waiter is so scared. And whether it's poisoning or the plague, we should find a way to cure Mozhu
!”
"I'll go with you!" After saying that, Lu Xiao stood up and wanted to walk out, but was held back by Meng Zirou.
——"Don't go, your body has just recovered------"
"I'm fine!" Lu Xiao looked at the woman who cared about him fondly, and Lu Xiao felt warm in his heart. This feeling was so good, like returning to the past life, when the two were dependent on each other. Meng Zirou also smiled in understanding, subconsciously
He took Lu Xiao's arm and walked out together.
Seeing the two people walking away from each other, Xian Yin stuck out his tongue, made a face, and said cheerfully: "It seems that the time for us to eat wedding candy is not far away!" However, he did not notice the loneliness written on Chi Lian's face.
and loneliness.
Xingyun didn't speak, and quietly sat back by the bed, guarding the unconscious woman intently, as if this had become his entire mission.
Lu Xiao accompanied Meng Zirou and walked slowly to the meeting hall. The luxury here was no less luxurious than the front yard. The nearly 100 square meters of floor in this hall were covered with white jade. When he raised his head, he saw a large red gold nine dragon green land.
The plaque, with three big Chinese characters written on it, is the "Meeting Hall". There is a rosewood bookcase in the northeast corner. The warm sunlight shines in from the vermilion carved wooden window and is scattered in pieces next to it.
On the jade table, pipa, guqin, jade flute - exquisite musical instruments emitted a soft brilliance in the morning light. Waves of smoke rose from the incense burner, wrapped in gauze curtains, and filled the entire hall.
Obviously, these elders enjoy themselves very much on weekdays. A more than ten-meter-long red sandalwood carving table stands in the center of the hall. Next to it, nine elders with different looks are sitting. They may be serious, or they may be full of disdain, but they don’t know the reason.
, and no one spoke.
Lu Xiao frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with the extreme luxury here. However, Meng Zirou grabbed his arm without leaving any trace to signal him not to get angry, then moved his steps lightly and walked in with Lu Xiao.
"It turns out that the Great Protector has woken up!" Elder Wu Xin, who was sitting at the head, looked at Lu Xiao with some surprise. He quickly stood up and placed the two people in the empty seats on his right. Because there was only one seat, the few people who started had to
Move backwards in sequence.
The expressions of the elders suddenly darkened, and they were obviously unwilling to give up their seats to these two "fresh" little things.
On the other hand, the woman next to the empty seat stood up happily and said carelessly: "Isn't it just a seat? It's no big deal, I just sit at the end!" After saying that, she stood up and went to the last seat.
Go to the seat.
"Fourth sister, sit down!" Elder Wu Xin hurriedly stopped her. His cold eyes glanced at the people on the right, and his face instantly darkened.
Until then, the elders stood up slowly and stepped back one seat in turn in dissatisfaction. Wuxin nodded with satisfaction, turned to look at Lu Xiao and Meng Zirou, waved his hands, and said politely: "You two
, please sit down!”
After everyone was seated, Wu Xin returned to his seat, pointed to the nine old people at the table, and introduced them one by one. On the left are the third elder Jin Lie, who is in charge of criminal law; the sixth elder Chang Smiling Buddha, who is in charge of inspections; the eighth elder is in charge of inspections;
The elder Yun Zhongzi is in charge of intelligence; the ninth elder Wentian is in charge of personnel. On the right is the fourth elder Jade Dragon, who is in charge of the army; the fifth elder Zhui Sun is in charge of food and grass; the seventh elder He Wu is in charge of medicine; and the tenth elder White-faced Immortal Lord is in charge
The safety of the holy land and the killing.
Lu Xiao and Meng Zirou nodded to everyone, but when introducing the last one, Meng Zirou noticed that the White-faced Immortal was not only wearing a white mask, but also covered it up with a pair of sunglasses that could only be found in the mortal world.
Lu Xiao also looked at this silent man curiously. He always felt that he had a very familiar aura about him, but he was not sure.