"How dare I bother you? The prince knew that he had pestered you before, and secretly provoked and beat him. Huang He excitedly revealed all the gossip he knew, "The prince is even more unlucky, the queen knew about this, not only issued a grounding order, but also sent Zhao Yin's people to smash your Taoyao Zhai." ”

"You don't stand in my way!" Qi Qingyu glared angrily.

"It's hard to protect yourself!" Huang Herong pulled his head, still like he was young at that time, and he didn't look like a general.

Qi Qingyu felt very cordial and smiled, "If you are called to death, why do you want to beat King Yu in front of the emperor, and find someone to clean him up in private?" ”

"Look at you worse than us, if you want to fight, you will be above board." Huang He stared at Qi Qingyu deeply, in addition to being full of his brother's love for his sister, he also implied entanglement, "We have to go, we may not be able to see each other for a long time." Miss Liang San, I've been to see it, it's fine, don't worry. ”

When Qi Qingyu heard this, he looked back at Li Yuxuan with a grateful smile, and his delicate and affectionate smile immediately soothed his overflowing jealousy.

Li Yuxuan's gaze became scorching, and before Qi Qingyu had time to be ashamed, he heard Huang He coldly lean close to his ear and say a word, like a flower smiling and smiling, withering and decaying, looking at the dry ground in despair, and seeing no grass as far as his eyes could see.

Huang He twisted his thick eyebrows, and with apology and reluctance, he quickly left with his subordinates.

Li Yuxuan's figure flashed, and he was already close, and asked worriedly, "Bao'er, what's wrong?" ”

Qi Qingyu's tears burst out in an instant of his concern: "Young General, it hurts, it hurts!" ”

Could it be that the wound has been torn apart? Li Yuxuan immediately picked her up, and entered the carriage in the blink of an eye.

"It's not." Qi Qingyu hugged him tightly. Like a drowning man hugging driftwood, tears soaked into the hem of his clothes, gradually drowning out his calmness.

"Tell me that I'm in charge." He should have quietly found a high point just now and watched them talk!

"Sister Wu, Wu Bing silkworm ......" Qi Qingyu couldn't cry, "It's okay, let's hurry up and get on the road, let's hurry up and get things done here and go back to the capital, okay?" ”

"Okay." Li Yuxuan hugged her tightly and gently stroked her back, which was trembling from convulsions. I was distressed. Who is Wu Bing Silkworm? I want to catch the yellow crane to ask him. He didn't want to hurt the people she cherished, his mood couldn't help but become irritable, and he suppressed his anger and said, "Liu Jian, let's go." ”

It was nearly dusk. Finally arrived at Jiyuan Wulongkou.

Qi Qingyu was tired of crying. fell asleep in Li Yuxuan's arms.

She was in the crook of her arm. I didn't know that the rain was coming.

The last ray of light disappeared in the night, and the sun set on the mountain located west of the Xianshen River in the north of Ziling Village, and the green air lingered. Towering.

Among them, there is a cave called "Erxian Cave", which was originally the place where the two immortal grandmothers of the Shangqing sect cultivated, but now they have set up a magic circle of white bones, which is incompatible with this place of fairy energy, and it is even more strange and unpredictable.

The entrance of the cave is facing the purple gold top, and at this moment, the purple gold top also sacrifices a blood flag, which is actually soaked in the blood of people born when the lunar year is cloudy, the moon and the sun are cloudy. When the wind blows, it looks like a waterfall of blood is falling, which is terrifying and terrifying.

After a while, the pale red full moon finally avoided the heavy branches, revealing a melancholy tired countenance, and the blood streaks were even more blood-red and dazzling in the faint moonlight, and it was eerie and terrifying.

This kind of night, such a mountain, should be inaccessible. However, the people of Erxian Cave come and go, some wear Hanfu, some wear Hufu, and some are dressed very peculiarly, and they are full of all kinds of animal bones and bells.

The strangely dressed person is none other than the wizard - the famous but forgotten Zhu clan! She wore a fanged mask that was half blue and half red, her eyes bulging and terrifying, and her bloody mouth seemed to be ready to devour everything it hated at any moment.

The crowd was busy, as if to prepare for the sacrificial ceremony.

"Zhu Witch, if it is done tonight, I wish you the clan to see the light of day again. The lord of this county is here to make a bloody alliance with you. Shi Shiran, a thin woman who was also wearing a Yaksha mask, opened her mouth and finally said this promise that made Zhu's heart move.

The Zhu witch turned around slowly, did not respond to this, but pointed to a towering giant pine on the top of Zijin, "Honorable county lord, there is someone over there, it seems that your whereabouts have been discovered." ”

Cursing a little woman was easy for her, but with purple and purple clouds on top of the purple gold, she had to have some scruples.

"Huh, annoying flies!" Lord Wenying's eyes burst out with resentment, "Can't you just let them go to hell together?" Because she couldn't see her expression while wearing a mask, it could be heard from her tone full of disdain, "Or do you not have the ability to do this at all?" ”

"Ability? It depends on whether there is enough value. The Zhu witch snorted coldly, not provoked.

Lord Wenying said proudly: "National teacher." ”

"Can you call the shots?" The witch glanced at her disdainfully.

"They've been tossing for eight years, how many children are there? The lord of this county has a gold mountain and silver mine, so why can't he be the master! The county lord Wenying's voice was cold, and he stood up and forced to look at the Zhu witch, his eyes were grim, "Don't think that you can be presumptuous if you cure the angina of the county lord!" ”

The witch sneered, bowed and retreated, and immediately ordered the people to perform the sacrificial ceremony.

A blood-soaked puppet was moved out by the Zhu clan and firmly fastened to a wooden stake in a large font. They first put on a full-breasted skirt with blue ground phalaenopsis piping, then put on a pair of small embroidered shoes with red plum on a white ground, and then took out a white bone box, and took out black hair from it and connected it to the puppet's head one by one. It's not much, but it's enough to embellish.

After the puppet is dressed up, it suddenly looks like a real person.

"He Qifang, they sent people to search for eight years, just for these few hairs?" On the ancient pine with a dense purple and gold roof, a man in a dark robe leaned leisurely on the main trunk, his deep phoenix eyes half-closed, handsome and leisurely like a fairy in the world.

He Qifang has been paying close attention to the other party's actions, and replied firmly: "Master, this is a blood curse." Not only the hair, clothes, shoes and socks worn by the person being cursed, but also the blood of the person who was born on the same day, month, and year as the person to cast the curse. ”

When King Huai heard this, he chuckled a few times, and his mood was unpredictable. Then he threw back the military book that Huang He handed over to him.

"Master, don't you take a look?" Huang He asked in surprise, didn't he say that he knew himself and knew that he would win all battles?

"The same rice breeds a hundred kinds of people, but you can learn. Do you want this king to drive in person? The king dusted his hands and looked at the other side with a flawless face, and his handsome and flawless face could not show the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"Ridiculous." Duanmu Rong answered, reprimanded Huang He with a straight face, and immediately punched and kicked.

King Huai ignored the fight between them, looked at the opposite hill leisurely, raised his eyebrows and asked softly, "What is this thing for?" ”

It's just that the softer his voice, the more frightened his subordinates become, and in this case, it is impossible to guess his thoughts.

Several people looked at each other, since King Huai smashed the palace to a pulp, they always felt that something was different from before, but they couldn't say what it was.

Other people don't know the evil technique at all, and He Qifang still answered: "Master, the blood curse is a puppet-shaped person, and all the suffering suffered by the puppet during the practice will be transferred to the cursed person." ”

The bored King Huai finally showed a little interest, "Is it really useful?" (To be continued......)