Let's just say that Daylily's injury almost ruined half of her face, and she can only rely on plastic surgery in modern times, but Yan Huan said that as long as you find those few things, you can make your muscles grow again. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info What a strange prescription this is, which can make dead cells divide and grow again.

However, if Yan Huan really should be unharmed, how could he know everything about himself. Moreover, with Ying Ying's achievements in Bumen, his aura will not be weaker than that of his master, but Yan Huan only has a trace of aura on his body that will dissipate soon, which is not right.

Fu Yanwu couldn't figure it out, he thought about it for a long time, and when he saw that Qin Che was still standing in front of him, he wrote with a pen: Good night.

Qin Che felt that this word was very fresh, but it was very appropriate, and said in a low voice: "Good night." ”

Fu Yanwu was stunned by his deep voice, and was stunned for a moment before entering the bedroom. The candles in the room were dancing lightly, a bit like her mood at the moment. In front of Qin Che, she made another "modern" mistake. Good night, it's not in ancient Chinese.

No, more than once, many times. During the day, in the carriage, he turned his pen as if he were in a university study room, probably because he was reassured.

As for Qin Che, he was lying on the makeshift bed in the laundry room at this time. The laundry room is outside the Ruriin Temple.

He is a personal guard, but he is so far away from her, that Mingyue lives in the inner courtyard instead.

Qin Che tossed and turned into sleep.

At dawn, Fu Yanwu took the dust and Qin Che to the tomb pile in Nancheng. There may be blood today, and Sandalwood and the others should not come over.

Fuchen firmly carried the mangosteen, kicked his toes, and the mangosteen knelt down in front of the goldfish's grave.

Mangosteen froze in the open air in the courtyard last night, but the momentum on his body did not decrease at all, and a pair of eyes stared fiercely at Fuchen and Qin Che: "Two fight one, and you have to sneak attack from behind, you are really shameless." ”

Fu Yanwu could hear it. This kind of scolding is not like an ordinary maid, but a bit like the tone of people in the rivers and lakes.

Once again, she experienced the helplessness of being mute. She had felt a lot of inconvenience in the palace before. I can't speak, and I can't even do the most basic psychological counseling.

Voice, once her weapon. You can throw stones to ask for directions, you can also chop thorns, of course, what you chop is the thorns and fog of the spiritual world.

At the moment, too.

She knew that there was an unusual secret behind this mangosteen, but she couldn't use her voice to test or induce, so she did half the work.

Whisk Dust kicked Mangosteen hard. "You, a murderer, do you also know what shame is? You killed the goldfish, you killed Miss Yun, you go to hell and ask Lord Hades, listen to what Hades has to say. ”

Mangosteen's eyes were full of anger, and it seemed that he would break through his eye sockets and burst out in the next second.

Fu Yanwu stared carefully. Mangosteen's chest fell together, this was already a fully developed woman, and it was already mature in ancient times. are in their twenties, why haven't they married yet? And lychees too. They and Aunt Chang are definitely not ordinary master-servant relationships.

Fu Yanwu's gaze still stayed on Mangosteen's chest. Qin Che found out and subconsciously glanced at Fu Yanwu's chest.

There is a world of difference, indeed. However, the smoke is still small, and the coming days are long.

Fu Yanwu threw himself on Mangosteen, not knowing that the person next to him was imagining.

She flipped open the neckline of the mangosteen and touched it, but no. When the scene of the lilac forest was recreated, she clearly saw Mangosteen wearing an ivory necklace around his neck.

Turning his head to look at Qin Che, Qin Che didn't know what to think, and he didn't react for a long time.

She looked at the whisk again. Whisk quickly understood.

Suddenly pulled out the long sword on Qin Che's body, and a cold light slashed, and the sharp blade of the sword rested on Mangosteen's neck.

"Say, why do you want to kill them?"

Mangosteen seems to be unconscious. "Kill if you want to, don't talk nonsense."

Fuchen's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Fulfill you." ”

A few sword flowers flickered, and Mangosteen screamed like a small beast. Blood gushed from both wrists and ankles, quickly staining the ground red.

Her tendons and tendons were broken.

The screams turned to whimpering.

Fuchen asked repeatedly, "Why did you kill them?" If you don't say it, I'm welcome. ”

The tip of the sword moved up Mangosteen's cheek, and the cold light shimmered.

Mangosteen smiled inexplicably, and actually took the initiative to put his neck up, rubbing it hard, and in an instant, blood gushed out.

Fuchen was terrified, this was the first time she had seen blood, and it was still so much human blood. Immediately, he was stunned, and the sword fell to the ground.

Fu Yanwu didn't expect Mangosteen to be so resolute, and he committed suicide without saying a word, and hurriedly walked over to hold the dust in his arms. In her heart, these maids are like the children she raised. To make them stronger is to make them live freely, not to make them killing machines.

Qin Che was distracted again. The shock that Yan'er brought her, how to say it, every time I thought that I would not be surprised again, who knew that there would always be a next time.

Several people were immersed in their own thoughts, and no one noticed that dozens of long worms crawled out of Mangosteen's body, and the long worms were full of blood, and their bodies were round and shiny, and they quickly squirmed towards several people.

Fu Yanwu is closest to the dust. The bloodworm was only one step away from the two of them.

In the midst of lightning, Qin Che slammed the two to the side, and then used the power of the desolation to step out a shallow pit under his feet. Blood worms crawl into the depression. Qin Che picked up the long sword, hooked and swept it, and the fallen leaves all over the ground instantly gathered together, covering the blood worms.

"Ignition, quick."

Qin Che roared angrily, and finally woke up the stunned whisk of dust.

"Fire fold, fire fold." The dust shook and found something, blew it hard, threw it on the pile of dead leaves, and the flames jumped up.

Qin Che shouted urgently: "Quick, find more branches." ”

Dusty hurriedly searched around for dry firewood, while Qin Che sprinkled more fallen twigs into the fire.

The fire became stronger and stronger, and the chill that Fu Yanwu had just brushed against death finally dissipated.

It didn't take long for a crackling sound to come from the flames, and the sound made people's scalps tingle. The bloodworms were burned to the point of splattering blood, like exploding red fireworks.

Fuchen hurriedly hugged Fu Yanwu, thinking of Fang Cai's danger, one arm was still trembling.

"Miss, it's okay. Don't be afraid. ”

Qin Che was dragging Mangosteen's corpse, preparing to throw her into the fire. After listening to Fuchen's question, he couldn't help but look back worriedly.

I saw Fu Yanwu's eyes wide, extremely frightened, and let out a silent scream.

Qin Che suddenly felt a pain in his hand, and looked down to see that there was still a blood worm that was not burned to death, but was crawling onto his index finger and gnawing at his fingernails.

Qin Che shook it hard, but didn't shake it off.

Fu Yanwu didn't know where to give birth to the courage, and he didn't wrap it in a handkerchief, he directly grabbed the blood worm with his fingers and threw it into the fire quickly.

It crackled again, like roasted beans.

Eventually, Mangosteen's corpse was also in the fire, with bursts of black smoke and an indescribable stench.

The three of them looked at the raging flames, and their hearts palpitated. (To be continued.) )