Chapter 192: Cold and Strange Fragrance

A vigorous black horse, soaring like a dragon and like a tiger, shocked countless palace guards, and escaped from the palace with Shen Yaohua on his shoulder. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dark horse is naturally Qiao Xiaoyou.

He has been in the palace all the time, and he doesn't dare to get too close to Shen Yaohua for fear of being discovered.

Shen Yaohua disappeared suddenly, and he quickly noticed it, but with his ability, it was still not as good as the connection between the two Gus, so he could only follow Moyi Xiaobai to find Feng Xianhua's dormitory.

Feng Xianhua was sleeping.

Mo Yi Xiaobai kicked the door and broke in despite the palace maid's obstruction, but he couldn't wake up the sleeping beauty on the bed no matter what.

Qiao Xiaoyou probed his mind into Feng Xianhua's consciousness, searching hard in a thick white mist, and it wasn't until Shen Yaohua shouted that he had a chance to pull her out of the half-dead state.

The moment he pulled the person out, he felt that Shen Yaohua should not stay in the palace.

"Mo Yi Xiaobai won't do anything to that woman, not only is she strong in the background, but she also has the guidance of a master, otherwise she will have the ability to move and change her body!"

"Shen Yaohua is stupid and stupid, maybe he will kill someone at once, the most capable person in heaven and earth is the master, so I brought her out."

Qiao Xiaoyou's big eyes like light brown amber blinked, and smiled flatteringly at the male jade on the couch.

Shen Yaohua was lying on the carpet in front of the couch, his sweaty hair sticking to his pale face, and he looked extra weak and pitiful as if he was drenched in rain.

Gong Yuyao's knuckles tapped on the back of the couch, and he kept looking at Qiao Xiaoyou with a smile, until he lowered his head deeply and said casually: "Who is she?" You can disobey my orders again and again for her sake? ”

Gong Yuyao's words could not be answered, Qiao Xiaoyou had a bitter face, and said, "She...... It's not me, I'm ...... I am wrong, and I ask my master to punish me. ”

"Turn back into your original body, and you are not allowed to transform into a human form without my permission."

This is a punishment that cannot be regarded as punishment in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is even more uncomfortable for Qiao Xiaoyou than killing him.

Although he is very satisfied with the beauty of his time as a horse, he prefers the excitement of being a person.

He likes to roll in the mud puddles of grass and sleep on a large soft bed.

He doesn't actually like to eat grass anymore, he likes to eat, and he seems to have liked eating meat lately.

It's still a little weird to think about a horse that loves to eat meat.

Now that his master had spoken, he had no choice but to obediently turn back into a horse, and live in a horse pen with a group of 'stupid' kind, smelling the stench of horse dung and eating hay and lying on the mud......

Qiao Xiaoyou's shoulders slumped, dragging his steps, and walked away with a heart full of grievances.

Gong Yuyao's eyes were as clear as water, and he stared at Shen Yaohua for a long time before he sighed slightly and hugged her.

He placed her in a small bath in the house, pricked his finger and dripped a drop of blood into the pool, and then sat quietly and watched the blood slowly spread in the pool, and with a single drop, the water was dyed blood-red.

His blood is a deadly poison for ordinary people, and it is also the best antidote, depending on whether the other party will face the temptation contained in it with a clear heart.

Shen Yaohua's injuries were not light, and the scars were not visible on the surface, but in fact, he was greatly traumatized inside and out.

The person who wanted to transfer the soul and change the body was not refined in magic and was in a hurry, so he used strong methods, while forcibly extracting her soul, and on the other hand, he also used magic to burn her body, trying to force her soul out of her body.

The more Shen Yaohua resisted, the more serious the damage he would receive.

Her soul was unstable now, and even though she appeared unconscious, her body still had the burning pain of the spell.

He saw her thin lip bitten by himself, looked at the little blood stains scattered on the placket of her clothes, reached out and gently pinched her cheek and glanced at her mouth, and couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

She bites herself hard!

It's too heavy!

She's not afraid to bite the tip of her tongue off!

It can be seen that she really had no choice at that time.

The other party made a heavy hand when he made a move, and he also estimated her current strength, so he didn't give her a chance to resist at all.

It's also that forces her to be anxious, so she will resist like this.

What a silly boy.

Gong Yuyao pierced his finger again, dripping a drop of blood into Shen Yaohua's mouth.

He gently let go of her cheeks and gently rested her weak head against the edge of the pool, then his eyes flashed red and he poked his fingers into her heart.

He could see her heart beating slowly, and he could see a slowly beating tendon.

The corners of Gong Yuyao's lips turned up, revealing a faint sneer, his fingertips moved slightly, and a trace of red light did not enter Shen Yaohua's heart.

When a very low hiss sounded, the tendon flicked violently, and then softened and stopped beating.

It didn't move, and Shen Yaohua's heart also stagnated for a moment, and when another red light hit the tendons from Gong Yuyao's fingertips, the two slowly beat at the same time.

Gong Yuyao shrank his hand and flicked his fingers, and said in a cold voice: "There are really not many things that can make me really feel disgusted, you are the best among them, do you think that her soul will be better controlled by this body when her soul is separated from her body, right?" ”

What he asked about was that tendon, which was actually the phoenix Gu that was integrated into Shen Yaohua's heart.

Huang Gu didn't give him a reaction, and Gong Yuyao didn't care much, but said very gently: "I put a spell in your body, as long as this body no longer belongs to her, I can make you disappear from this world together with a gentle movement of my fingers, do you believe it or not?" ”

After speaking, he stood up, and Shi Shiran leaned back on the couch.

Gong Yu is a person, he can't sit if he can lie down, he can't sit and never stand, Shen Yaohua didn't see him move from the seat of the carriage on the way to Hongtu with him.

It wasn't a moment, it was a dozen days.

The smoky spring breeze entered through the window, and the male jade lady lowered her eyelashes shallowly, and she looked quiet in the side couch, as if time had stood still for a long time.

The beautiful man in the hall is picturesque, and Shen Yaohua in the inner room is suffering in ice and fire.

The originally ordinary pool water became extremely cold because of a drop of Gong Yuyao's blood, and collided with the burning sensation on her skin, and it was as tormented as when she was in retreat in the Hongtu Palace.

But at that time, they canceled each other out, and now the cold quickly eroded the heat, and after the initial pain, I gradually felt comfortable.

The drop of blood that dripped into her mouth had a strange fragrance in the cold, like a lotus blooming on a glacier, or a white mandala flower in the Netherworld.

Shen Yaohua puffed on the strange fragrance, floating and sinking in the darkness and cold, and when he woke up, it was as if a long time had passed in three lives and three lives.

The water in the pool had become clear, her soul was at peace, her injuries had healed, but she was not in a hurry to get out of the water.

She contemplated in the water, thinking about the things that seemed real and illusory from beginning to end, and then slowly came out of the water.

She undressed and wrung water under the cover of the screen, and when she wanted to put her half-wet dress on her body, she suddenly found several white soft robes on a hanger not far away.

The soft and draped texture, the style without a trace of patterns, she knew who the owner was at a glance.

She thought about it for a while, and felt that it was really uncomfortable to wear layers of wet clothes, but she took a robe and put it on the outside of the small coat, and walked out slowly.