Chapter Seventy-Three: The Mystery of the Killing (23)
Zi Tong took the comb, untied Ouyang Rou's smooth satin-like hair, and combed it seriously: "One comb to the end, the second comb the white hair to the eyebrows, and the third comb to the full house." β
Lan Bing stood facing the rain, the dim candlelight sprinkled on his black back, fainting the loneliness of the night.
Suddenly, Ouyang Rou grabbed Zitong's hand and said eagerly: "Miss Zitong, do you think I am Ouyang Rou or Liuli?" β
In the past, Zitong would undoubtedly support Haotian, but now she can't interfere.
"Whether it's Ouyang Rou or Liuli, it depends on how you choose. Don't make the wrong choice, or you'll make a bigger mistake. β
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Walking out with the bride, Lan Bing in the corridor froze, and his eyes seemed to condense the tenderness that can last forever: "Liuli, you are so beautiful." β
Although he has experienced a lot of bloody storms, Lan Bing has always been an idiot. Zi Tong handed the bride's hand to him: "Uncle, you can start saluting." β
"Hmm." Lan Bing responded, and knelt down solemnly towards Dongfang with Liuli.
"Worship heaven and earthβ"
"Second worship mother-"
"Husband and wifeβ"
"Reichingβ"
After meticulously worshipping heaven and earth, Lan Bing took out a small pot of wine from his body and said to Liuli: "There is also a glass of wine." Liuli's face turned red, and a pair of charming eyes were rippling with spring waves. The tenderness and comfort of the two made Zitong almost forget that this was an unusual wedding, and it seemed that at this moment, both of them forgot everything else and gave themselves to each other.
Zitong diligently poured them the wine and handed it to them. Ruri took the glass with trembling hands.
Lan Bing smiled slightly, and took the initiative to hold Liuli's hand: "Today is our big day." Go down with this glass of wine, you are my lady. All yours is mine. I will block it for you if there is wind and rain, I only wish you a happy life,"
Liuli raised her delicate eyes and said softly, "Drink with you." β
Then the two of them poured a glass of wine into their stomachs.
"I love you." Lan Bing suddenly threw the wine glass and rushed over to kiss Liuli fiercely. Looking at the eternal kiss between the two like a crescent moon, Zitong turned her back embarrassedly, but tears of happiness overflowed in her eyes, who would not be moved when she saw this kind of scene.
Haotian in the house is still lying quietly, and the preconceived notions may not be the master. I'm afraid Haotian has already lost to Blue Ice.
After reluctantly letting go of Liuli, Lan Bing stuffed a cloth bag into Liuli's hand: "Before the surnamed Hao cures you, you can't have sex with him more than once a month, remember, and," he stretched out his hand and gently stroked Liuli's hair, "You have to take good care of yourself in the future." After saying that, Lan Bing raised his cloak and walked into the dark rain curtain without hesitation.
That bleak figure. With an unquestionable determination. Too much love, too much hatred was lost with it in the boundless rainy night.
"Miss Zitong, you can help me hug it, and I'll send him off." Liuli suddenly handed the cloth bag into my hand. also ran into the rain.
Zi Tong looked down and saw that the thing in his hand turned out to be Haotian's child. Suddenly, his hands and feet trembled, and his eyes straightened. Three souls do not see five souls.
Suddenly, Haotian called softly in the house, "Zitong." β
Zitong's heart sank. When did Haotian wake up? Does he know that Liuli is already married to Lan Bing?
Walking into the back room, Zi Tong hurriedly squeezed out a bright smile: "You're awake." Ouyang Rou went to find you a doctor. β
Haotian smiled faintly, his eyes were so soft that they were about to drip water: "Zitong, bring Haoyun over." β
It seems that he already knows, Zitong sighed, and carried the child over and placed it beside his pillow.
Haotian struggled to reach out and touch the poor child: "Baby, it's Daddy who is not good, Daddy will never leave you in the future." β
It turns out that men can really grow up overnight, and now Haotian looks like a loving father in every move, and it is hard to imagine that a few months ago he was still the peacock who was high up and cold as ice.
"Zitong, am I being selfish?" Haotian asked suddenly, but he still stroked Haoyun seriously and didn't look at her, "I know that Rou'er is not the only one in her eyes now, and that person is also willing to die for her, but I still want to keep her, will she hate me." Hehe, I'll give her happiness, be selfish, be selfish......"
Zitong sat in a chair and listened to him talk to himself. Others can't understand these things, so they can only stand aside and look sympathetically and sigh.
After a while, Ouyang Rou came back drenched, and Haotian quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Ouyang Rou walked over and picked up Haoyun, sat on the edge of the bed and began to be in a daze, the hairpin on her head flashed slightly melancholy silver in the dark night.
The sound of rain outside the house is annoying, and so are the people inside. Ouyang Rou sat for a while, then stood up and began to pace around the room, her footsteps messy.
Suddenly, she asked in a low voice, "Miss Zitong, you know your master very well, do you think there will be anything wrong with Lan Bing?" β
Looking at her anxious eyes, Zitong said sympathetically: "I don't know, I don't know him at all." Although Zitong thought she knew Feng Jiu very well, in fact, many times she was not sure.
She didn't sleep all night.
The next day, Haotian was much better, and he drank a bowl of porridge in the afternoon. The sky also cleared, and it took only one morning for the sun to drain the rain that had accumulated for several days.
Ouyang Rou didn't speak for almost a whole day, and only occasionally chatted with Haotian when she was changing the dressing.
In the evening, she finally fell asleep in the chair, and she didn't sleep for a few days, and she couldn't hold on even if you were a master. As soon as Ouyang Rou went to sleep, Haotian also quieted down, opened his eyes, looked at Ouyang Rou on the chair in a daze, and there was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.
This kind of love is really painful and happy, if you are nurtured by them for ten days and eight days, Zitong feels that she may become a love saint.
In the middle of the night, Ouyang Rou suddenly woke up with a scream, sweating profusely and wheezing.
Haotian woke up immediately: "Rou'er, Rou'er, don't be afraid." I'm here, I'm here. What's wrong? Having a nightmare? β
Ouyang Rou did not answer. Instead, he cried sadly. Zitong was also awakened by them, and hurriedly lit the lamp. I saw Haotian lying on the bed. turned over hard and wanted to touch Ouyang Rou, but Ouyang Rou shrunk her legs, covered her face, and cried so much that her liver and intestines were broken.
"What's wrong, this is?" Zitong asked.
"Haotian, you buried Yun'er." Ouyang Rou suddenly covered her face and said.
Haotian was stunned for a while, and replied gently: "Okay, when we find a good place to buy a house, we will bury Yun'er next to the house." β
"Hmm. Then I'm gone. Ouyang Rou stood up suddenly.
"Rou'er, Rou'er, where are you going?" Haotian was in a hurry, and actually raised his body.
Ouyang Rou smiled sadly: "Haotian, I think clearly, Ouyang Rou is already dead. I'm Liuli, and I'm Lan Bing's wife. If he steals the Soul Resurrection Pill, the master will never let him go, and I can't let him die alone. β
Open the heart knot. Sometimes it's a split-second thing. And Lan Bing used his life as a hostage to force Ouyang Rou to open the knot in her heart.
"Rou'er, what nonsense are you talking about? You are Ouyang Rou, my wife. The wound on Haotian's face burst open again. Blood flowed down like a row of bright blood tears.
"Haotian," Ouyang Rou turned her head. The bewitching eyes were full of glittering tears, which made people breathe short. The heart ached faintly, "We are in this life." In the end, there is no fate. Now that we don't owe each other, let's let it go. After speaking, she strode towards the door, and when she reached the door, she paused and said loudly, "I should have thought that Ouyang Rou was dead." β
After saying that, she also disappeared into the night like blue ice.
"Zitong, help me get out of bed and chase her." Haotian was so anxious that he was going crazy. Struggling to get out of bed.
Zi Tong looked at him sympathetically and told the truth: "Sixth Prince, I also think that Ouyang Rou is dead, you let it go, Lan Bing is more suitable for Liuli than you." β
Haotian was stunned for a while as if he had been struck by lightning, and then he glared at Zitong hatefully, gritted his teeth and rolled out of bed.
Zi Tong jumped up in fright, and quickly rushed over to help him: "You don't want to die, your ribs are broken!" β
"You leave me alone," Haotian waved Zitong's hand away and crawled out grinning.
Seeing him like this, I am afraid that he will toss himself to death before he climbs a hundred meters, Zitong shouted helplessly: "Okay, chase, you all have to die." After saying that, she carefully picked him up and helped him out.
On the mountain road of the Black Hole Cave, Zitong didn't know where to go. But Haotian seemed to know, his eyes were firmly looking in one direction, gritting his teeth, and walking forward as if struggling for his life.
After walking for more than ten minutes, the moon got rid of the shackles of the clouds, and unreservedly sprinkled its own brilliance into the world, and the road was slightly brightened.
"They're there." Haotian suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the black pasty front and said. Zi Tong only thought he was in a hurry, and didn't care, but he didn't expect that after taking a few steps forward, he saw a few figures vaguely.
Haotian walked more and more frantically, shouting as he walked: "Rou'er, Rou'er, Rou'er......"
When he walked to the flat ground, Zitong finally saw the situation in front of him clearly.
Feng Jiu was sitting on a high branch, his back against the trunk, and he was seriously spinning the fan in his hand. One foot curled up freely, the other dangling in the air, and his long hair, tied with a white ribbon, hung freely in the air, even longer than his dangling foot. The snow-like robe was lined with silver-white moonlight, as thin as cicada wings, and like snow mist.
Feng Jiu is generally not angry, and when he is angry, it is definitely not ordinary. Maybe Lan Bing's betrayal hit him really hard,
Under the tree, Ruri and Lan Bing were kneeling under the tree together, as if waiting to be disposed of.
"The surname is Hao, I always thought you weren't a man, but I didn't expect you to come before I could find you." As soon as Zitong and Haotian approached, the people on the tree coldly sent a word.
Haotian glanced at Liuli, gritted his teeth and stepped forward, raised his head and shouted loudly towards the tree: "Feng Jiu Gongzi, I know that my mother and Brother Lan Bing stole your Soul Restoration Pill, please forgive Feng Jiu Gongzi." I eat the Soul Resurrection Pill, and I bear all the responsibility. β
"The sixth prince is so generous, even his rivals are saved." Feng Jiu turned his head, and a cheetah-like elegant smile appeared on his face, "I can spare Liuli." β
Haotian excitedly arched his hand: "Thank you, childe." β
"However," Feng Jiu's words changed, and the gentle but hellish voice permeated the night, "You and Lan Bing, I can only spare one." Ruri, who died. You choose. β
"Despicable!" Zi Tong scolded angrily.
As soon as she finished speaking, several swords flew to her throat. She could almost feel the chill at the tip of her sword. But then her body fluttered, and a familiar scent of arms had protected her tightly.
"Who told you to move?!" Feng Jiu asked coldly.
"Don't blame them. The master is despicable, and his subordinates are no better. Zitong said hatefully as she broke free from his embrace. But as soon as he came out of his arms, Zitong was startled. It turned out that she was taken to a high branch by this person, and when she looked down from above, her head was dizzy.
Feng Jiu's thoughtful voice was full of pride: "Little ordinary, it's okay, continue to scold." As he spoke, his hand holding Zitong's waist suddenly loosened.
"Ahh
He hugged Zitong and sat down on the branch: "If you don't want to be thrown down by me, don't talk anymore." He shamelessly threatened.
Feng Jiu returned his attention to Liuli: "Liuli." If you don't choose, both of them will die. His nice voice floated down like a feather, but there was a bloodless knife hidden in the voice. He hands the knife to Ruri and forces her to kill a man who is very important in her life. But no matter who Liuli chooses, she is dead, and her sorrow is greater than her heart. Feng Jiu's best thing is not to kill people, but to torture a person's heart to death.
Liuli lowered her head, tugged at the corner of her clothes, and was silent. A light breeze ruffled the broken hair on her forehead. sets off her figure even more lonely.
Neither Haotian nor Lan Bing spoke, and everyone knew what this choice meant.
"Feng Jiu," Zi Tong looked up at those eyes that she would never be able to see through, even if he did throw himself down, she would say. "Are you really ruthless? As long as you show a little kindness, do you have to drive them to a dead end? You can also play against blue ice? β
Feng Jiu looked down coldly and did not speak. Didn't look at Zitong either. The evening breeze ruffled his long hair and stroked his two charming thin lips.
"The hosts. I choose myself. Half a day later, Liuli whispered.
Feng Jiu's eyes narrowed. Two invisible air currents wrapped in countless fallen leaves, like arrows, struck towards the sky and blue ice.
"Then they're all dead!" In the silent night, Feng Jiu's from hell looked particularly terrifying. Then, in the darkness of the night, there was the muffled sound of flesh being torn.
When everything was quiet, a smell of blood wafted into the sky. Liuli fell softly on Lan Bing's body, and at that moment just now, she pounced and blocked the palm that attacked Lan Bing. Red blood poured out of her chest and rolled down her stray hair to the ground. Through the moonlight, the large pool of blood shone like a ruby. Haotian stood aside and watched all this blankly, as if he was frightened by Ouyang Rou's injury, and there was a big hole in the ground under his feet.
Feng Jiu didn't want to kill Lan Bing, nor did he want to kill Haotian, he just moved Ouyang Rou, he calculated that Ouyang Rou would save Lan Bing but not Haotian.
If fate is broken, it is broken, and Haotian and Ouyang Rou no longer owe each other. Therefore, the current glass will no longer live for Haotian, nor will it die for Haotian.
"Rou'er!" Haotian finally reacted, shouted heartbreakingly, and ran towards Ouyang Rou holding his stomach.
"Look, little ordinary, I won." Feng Jiu said ambiguously in Zitong's ear.
"Win a fart, you kill her!" Zi Tong raised his fist and swung it at him without a head or face, "You murderous maniac, bastard......"
"Ahem, cough, cough-" There was a weak cough in the dark night, and I saw that Liuli in Lan Bing's arms opened her eyes weakly, looked around blankly, and buried her head in Lan Bing's arms.
Lan Bing was ecstatic and shouted, "My subordinates, thank you master." β
"Ahem, it was her own choice," a trace of blood oozed from the corner of Feng Jiu's mouth, "Lan Bing, you are newly married, and this seat allows you to have a son with your wife during a few years of vacation." In the future, it's okay to come back if you want to, or it's okay to come back if you can't. You don't have to worry. β
Instantly. The smile on Lan Bing's face disappeared: "The master wants to drive me away?" I know that I deserve death for stealing the Soul Restoration Pill, and the master will punish me, but please don't drive me away. β
Feng Jiu smiled slightly: "It's not to drive you away, I'll come back if I want to come back in the future, let's go, your wife is injured." β
Lan Bing picked up Liuli and said excitedly: "Master Xie, I will definitely come back after my subordinates settle down their wives and children." β
"Slow-" Haotian interrupted them, and shouted angrily as he pounced on Ouyang Rou and grabbed Ouyang Rou, "What did you do to Rou'er? β
Lan Bing calmly flashed. Then he smiled coldly, hugged the glass and disappeared into the night.
"Didn't do anything. I just broke her chick. Feng Jiu gently wiped the blood from his mouth, and his eyes glowed with a cold light.
Haotian struggled to get up. He turned his head in horror and looked at Feng Jiu with wide eyes: "You broke her qikui?" Do you know that once the aura of the charm is broken, all memories are lost, and they can never be recovered? β
"So what, she chose it herself, besides, Ruri is still alive." Feng Jiu laughed cruelly.
Zi Tong shook his head secretly, Feng Jiu sometimes does things very well, but this time his approach may be the greatest gift to Ouyang Rou. It's just bitter.
Haotian sat down on the ground dejectedly, and after half a day, he suddenly laughed with a desperate desolate face: "Hahahahaha, the memory is all lost, it can never be recovered, and the yellow spring will never be seen again." Hahaha-" With that, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with a bang.
"Feng Jiu! Tell me to go down. Zi Tong beat Feng Jiu's chest and shouted.
"He just ate the Soul Rejuvenation Pill. It's not that easy to die, and trust me, I won't kill your friend. Feng Jiu took Zitong's hand.
Zitong took a breath and calmed down. This is good for all of them, and time will slowly heal Haotian's wounds.
After everything was settled, Zitong realized that something was wrong at the moment.
"You let me go. I sent Haotian home, and he was very badly injured. Zitong said in a low voice.
He stared at Zi Tong with seductive eyes: "Do you know how much True Qi it takes to break the Qi Kui of the Charm Kill?" It's going to go down so soon. It's ruthless. β
"Let me go." Zi Tong ordered coldly.
The drunken smile on his face: "I told you that there is something better than a river lamp." We're leaving here tomorrow, and we don't know when we'll see each other again, can you take care of it with me? I sent someone to send Haotian back. β
"Okay, then you quickly send someone to send Haotian back."
"Azhu, you send him back." After Feng Jiu softly commanded, he hugged Zitong's waist and flew up.
Like a dream, Zitong crossed the clear sky under the moon with him and came to the place he said. It was a beautiful mountain field, with a large full moon hanging from the almost transparent blue sky.
The cool wind, the beautiful moonlight, and the sea of dementoring flowers made Zitong completely forget about herself. In such a place, who would think of oneself in the world.
Feng Jiu slowly paced to Zitong's side, staring at this sea of flowers with deep eyes: "Do you want to travel all over the world and read all the beauties of the world?" β
"I only think about it in my dreams, but when I have a husband and children in the future, it will be inconvenient to drag my family with me." With more responsibilities comes more scruples, and selfish chic will only decrease with age.
Feng Jiu lowered his head and smiled shallowly, his long black jade-like hair slid down his shoulders in an elegant arc: "Since you don't want to travel all over the world, if you let you live here forever, would you like to?" β
"Well, I love this mountain." Zitong really wants to stay here all the time, how comfortable and free. It's a pity, it's just talking.
"Little Pingfan," he glanced up at me and walked behind Zitong with a smile. Then a pair of elegant hands reached out from behind her back and touched her waist upward, "Look, I let you go, and I also let Haotian and Liuli go, do you know why?" β
"Feng Jiu, I'm ......." There was a bitterness in her heart, but Zi Tong knew that the unhappiness would recede sooner or later.
"No, you misunderstood me, I didn't mean to make you embarrassed." His slender fingers touched Zitong's chin, and the heat of his speech tickled her ears, making her whole body hot and restless, "I just wanted to tell you that it should be over." β
Without warning, those gentle hands suddenly choked Zitong's throat and strangled her throat tightly. Cut off the rich floral fragrance, and the precious air.
Just when Zitong was about to suffocate and faint, a cold male voice came: "Feng Jiu, let her go!" β
"Boss Cang, why do you have everything?" Feng Jiu still pinched Zitong tightly and said.
"I said I wouldn't let anyone hurt her!" As he spoke, Canghai took out a rose petal and flew towards Feng Jiu.
Feng Jiu had to dodge, and the qi kui he had just broken the glass was already injured, so he had to let go of his hand, threw the unconscious Zitong to Canghai, and turned to leave.
"Boss Cang, you should guard her well! I'm not going to give up! Hahahaha! Feng Jiu's voice came from a distance. (To be continued.) )