Nine hundred and eighty fifth chapter drunkard's last wish
"Ah, how is that possible?"
Under the chaotic and trembling shadows of thousands of flowers, the half-human and half-demon Chi Qingping was wailing miserably. Bloody gray mist continued to pour out of her body, as if she was being tortured by a cruel torture of cramping and peeling off her skin, and her aura began to decline again.
What is particularly terrifying is that the originally demonized body curled up like a withered flower, and its surface was dry, cracked and decomposed like old tree bark, and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"I'm afraid you don't know yet. The Poison Dragon Emperor is originally a heterogeneous evil spirit that gathered countless creatures and remnant spirits of vegetation in the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley and evolved through the heaven and earth. This formation is indeed extraordinary, but if you give her time, it will be enough to assimilate it.
Swallowed, and your bloodline of the Heavenly Demon Hua Ji was originally not refined by her, but you were poisoned by blood, and most of the power of the Holy Path was blocked by the demon-binding rope and the demon-suppressing nail!"
Wu Ming explained unabashedly as if he had a pearl of wisdom in his hand.
Luo Wuhua's eyes narrowed slightly, and her hands hidden under the Taoist robe unconsciously clenched into fists.
"I didn't expect that I would fall into the hands of a child with a yellow mouth!"
Chi Qingping struggled hard for a cup of tea, but finally found that she was unable to resist, and said sadly, "Don't let the Poison Dragon Emperor refine my bloodline of the heavenly demon anymore. This is what you promised to give the red medicine!"
"What should be given to her, I will naturally give it to her!"
Wu Ming smiled calmly and lightly stamped his feet.
The buzzing and rumbling started, and the ground surged like waves. However, a dark blue vine as thick as a bucket was seen, breaking along the dragon vein spirit bead, and was corroded by the gray mist of the Poison Dragon Emperor. The unsealed vines rolled up a beautiful shadow.
It fell on the flower bed.
"What do you want to do?"
Chi Qingping's expression changed drastically, and she roared like a fierce ghost.
"Back then, you took away the Holy Path of Drunkard and the bloodline of sisters. These two opportunities naturally belonged to Miss Hongyao. However, your own bloodline of the Heavenly Demon was incompetent, so you accepted it on behalf of this disobedient little girl of my family!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"Hong Lian thanks Master for his two years of teaching, and thanks Master again for the success!"
The girl Yingying prostrated herself, the strange flower in her palm was not scattered, she moved lightly with her lotus steps, and sat down on the other side of Chi Hongyao. She pinched the same seal in her hand and attached the strange flower to the back of Chi Qingping's heart.
"It's her!"
Luo Wuhua's pupils shrank and he shouted out of control.
No wonder he would forget Honglian. In the entire Prince Wu's palace, after Wu Ming attracted all the attention in the open, who would care about a little maid with a rough life experience?
"You... humble servant, how dare you covet our bloodline? How can you peep into the bloodline of Empress Hua Ji?"
Chi Qingping was extremely angry, but she couldn't stop the blood in her body from being corroded by the blood poison, and was transformed by the Poison Dragon King, passed through the strange flower, and then transferred into Honglian's body.
"So your target is her!"
Chi Hongyao was also frightened and angry, and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "You have spent so much effort to plot the power of Empress Dowager Baihualou's bloodline, are you not afraid of being overstretched?"
"My disciple is right, Hua Ji's bloodline is so noble, how can it be refined by a wild girl?"
Chi Qingping shouted as if she had found a common enemy.
"This is nothing for you two to worry about!"
Wu Ming stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.
"Yeah!"
As she spoke, Honglian's pretty face turned as white as paper, and she screamed, but she clenched her teeth tightly, bleeding from the corners of her lips, and did not release the seal.
But the scary thing is that his face turned out to be just like when Chi Qingping activated his bloodline to return to his ancestors. There were strange markings on his face, his eye shadow was even more tinged with a strange blood color, his black hair was dancing wildly, and he made a scary hissing sound.
!
"Hmph, you're seeking your own death. Even if you force the blood of the heavenly demon into your body, you still can't escape a person who has been transformed into a demon and becomes insane and obsessive... How is that possible?"
Chi Qingping ridiculed again and again, her eyes suddenly condensed.
However, he saw that the blood-colored mist after the transformation of the Poisonous Dragon King, after traveling around the red lotus body, returned to the strange flower in the palm of his hand. The bloodline nourished by the semi-sage Chi Qingping was so strong that the strange flower
Growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, blood-colored threads glowing with light gold swam like snakes, intertwining into a huge and uncovered blood network. They were twisted by the continuous influx of majestic blood energy, exuding a faint monster aura.
It was accompanied by a terrifying pressure!
"You...you actually..."
Chi Qingping's face looked extremely ugly, and her already shriveled skin had ravines like walnuts.
"This is my secret technique for growing flowers in Baihua Tower. How dare you use it to induce the bloodline of Empress Hua Ji?"
Chi Hongyao said in shock.
"Thanks to the great love of Master, who taught me this secret technique, I was able to have this opportunity!"
Honglian's little face was twisted, as if she was experiencing unspeakable pain, but her voice was extremely firm.
"That's my opportunity. Even if it's in your hands, I will get it back sooner or later!"
Chi Hongyao gritted his teeth and said.
"You can't do it!"
Honglian raised her head proudly and looked at Wu Ming firmly, her beautiful eyes shining with unspeakable admiration and admiration.
"Old ghost, are you just going to watch them seize the opportunity that belongs to the red medicine?"
Chi Qingping was stunned, then suddenly turned around and shouted.
There is hope in Chihong Yao's eyes.
"Good disciple, if your senior sister does something wrong in the future, you have to take care of her... take care of her!"
The drunkard struggled for a moment, and his breath was like a gossamer.
"Master, don't worry!"
Qingzhu's voice was indescribably deep, but it also conveyed the meaning of being as still as a mountain.
"Daughter, although I really want to hear you call me daddy, I know you won't forgive me. I'm going to see your mother!"
The drunkard's eyes were indescribably gentle. Instead of looking at Chi Hongyao, he looked at nothingness. The look in his eyes gradually dimmed and his murmur gradually disappeared, "Meiniang, I'm here..."
Qingzhu felt the weight on his shoulders, his tall and unyielding figure, and suddenly trembled.
"father……"
Chi Hongyao exclaimed, her eyes were red, and crystal tears could not stop falling down her cheeks.
"Bastard, how can he be your father? Even your chance and good fortune can be handed over to others. Mei Niang knows better and will never forgive him!"
Chi Qingping shouted like crazy.
Chi Hongyao seemed not to have heard of it and stared at the drunkard lying on Qingzhu's shoulder. With her intelligence, how could she not know that the drunkard was doing it for her own good?
It is not an exaggeration to say that Wu Ming used his status as a master to plot against the semi-saints, and he was able to defeat him from beginning to end, without leaving any trace behind.
Even if she established the holy path, even if there was a chance of being canonized in the future, how could she deal with such a person?
But why, she just felt hatred in her heart. She couldn't tell whether it was towards Wu Ming or towards this father she had never met!
"Hong Yao, my dear disciple, it's still too late to stop now. As long as you use your skills to break the formation, my master's cultivation will be enough to kill this thief and avenge your father!"
Chi Qingping shouted.
"Keke, revenge?"
Chi Hongyao smiled strangely, and the girl's shadow behind him trembled. It was even more violent than when he was pulled by Chi Qingping before, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.
"Obsessed!"
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows and observed with interest, seemingly not worried at all.
"The heart is as solid as stone. There is nothing better than this. If you practice Taishang and forget your feelings, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, make a thousand miles in a day, and advance quickly!"
Luo Wuhua sighed.
"Haha, thank you for the compliment, but I don't want to become an impersonal piece of wood!"
Wu Ming said mockingly.
"Really? Then what is the difference between what you are doing now and Mu Shi?"
Luo Wuhua asked rhetorically.
"the difference?"
Wu Ming tilted his head slightly and looked at Luo Wuhuadao with interest, "Now, I don't want to kill you anymore!"
"You can't kill me!"
Luo Wuhua's expression was indifferent, revealing infinite confidence.
"Tsk, tsk, that's possible, I just don't want to pay too much now, don't you do the same?"
Wu Ming shook his head and said with a strange smile, "I would like to know even more, when I destroy the Luo family in the future, will you be indifferent to it with your overwhelming state of mind?"
"You can't do it!"
Luo Wuhua's pupils narrowed and she said indifferently.
"Then let's wait and see!"
Wu Ming said with a smile.
In a blind corner where no one could see, Luo Wuhua's hands under the sleeves stretched and contracted several times, and finally slowly lowered, as if they had experienced an unknown mental struggle.
Buzz!
On the flower bed, the secret technique of transplanting flowers and trees is still the same. Most of Chi Qingping's half-sacred power has been dissipated. Part of it was transferred to the body of Chi Hongyao who was about to go crazy through the formation, part of it was corroded by blood poison, and then transformed by the Poison Dragon Emperor and introduced.
The red lotus meridians, and finally through the secret technique of Baihualou, were all integrated into the big blood-colored network in his palm.
What is vaguely visible is that the big blood-colored net is constantly swinging, and an aura that is different from ordinary people is becoming more and more obvious, and it is constantly taking shape, complementing the previous form when Chi Qingping's bloodline returned to its ancestors.
"Idiot, why don't you wake up? Do you want to go crazy, seek your own death, and hand over your fortune to others for nothing? For the current plan, only by absorbing my bloodline and holy way can you lay the foundation of the supreme holy way.
Revenge!"
Chi Qingping finally saw the reality clearly and knew that she would not be spared. She desperately channeled her power into the formation and leaned towards Chi Hongyao.
"revenge!"
Surprisingly, Chi Hongyao actually woke up. When he uttered those two words, the shadow of the girl behind him suddenly solidified and continued to expand, frantically absorbing the semi-saint power that escaped from the formation.
On the other hand, Chi Qingping's body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her breath dropped again and again. Finally, after half an hour, her breath became extremely weak.
Although he is still in the realm of a great master, he is not as good as a person who has just entered this realm. He is as old as a dead tree, with only a pair of withered yellow and turbid eyes, exuding light like poisonous snakes, staring at his side.
I saw that the blood network in the palm of the red lotus had condensed and shrunk to a height of two feet. It was a strange blood-green flower that exuded a strange aura that was daunting.
What's scary is that around the strange flower that looks like a lotus, there is a cloud of mist that looks like a graceful figure, which is so captivating and charming that even one's mind can be sucked in just by looking at it.
"Bastard servant, if you steal Empress Hua Ji's bloodline today, you will definitely suffer eternal suffering in the future!"
Chi Qingping cursed.
"Thank you Master for reminding me, Honglian will definitely keep it in mind!"
Honglian smiled sweetly, made a secret in her hand, wrapped the strange flower with true energy, and pressed it between her eyebrows.
The brilliance flickers, and the strange flower seems to come to life, sinking into the center of his eyebrows, forming a strange lotus mark, like a birthmark, but also like a flower mother-of-pearl. The blood-green brilliance shines, making the red lotus add a third of charm! (To be continued)