Chapter 317: Dark Night Streamer
ββ¦β¦ Asakaru, are you back? β
Jun Wuye's voice was very soft, with a slight hoarseness, sounding like a person suffering from a severe cold, which made Chaolu's heart tighten, she bit her lip and strode over, and asked in a deep voice with a restless emotion: "What the hell is going on?!" β
Looking at the eyes that had lost a lot of brilliance due to internal instability, Chaolu felt very uncomfortable, if she hadn't suddenly come back and found out, I don't know how long this guy would hide from himself!
"What's going on?" Jun Wuye raised his eyebrows indifferently and adjusted his sitting posture, and the corner of the flowing robe poured down from the edge of the bed, like a layer of flowing shimmer.
Chaolu gritted her teeth unbearably, and her tone unconsciously aggravated: "Don't pretend to be garlic for me!" Why is your internal strength so much weaker than before! After saying that, she was excited, and she stepped forward regardless of it, and she didn't notice that there was anything wrong, so she threw Jun Wuye on the bed.
"Uh, little lady, you are so enthusiastic and proactive, I will not be able to bear it as a husband......"
I don't know if it's because of the internal breath disorder and the weakness of the body, Jun Wuye, who was knocked down by Chaolu, moved with some difficulty, but to no avail.
Chaolu gritted her teeth and stared at Jun Wuye's close face, although the distance between the two was so close that she could even count how many eyelashes there were, she didn't intend to back down at all, especially when she saw Jun Wuye's usual flirtatious smile again, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and asked loudly while whimpering, "Stupid, you stupid!" How difficult it is to train to the tenth layer of internal strength, how can you ...... How can it be ......"
Somewhat overwhelmed by Chaolu's sudden tears, Jun Wuye, who was still with a casual smile, was stunned for a moment, and his sweat-soaked face because he had just practiced internal skills became even more pale and clear, and after being silent for a long time, he smiled again, "Tsk, are you crying here?" β
Seeing that he was still looking like a hanger at this time, Chaolu couldn't help crying so much, he raised his hand and wiped it, his tears and snot were paste, and he rubbed on Jun Wuye's clothes without any image......
Surprisingly, the stinky and beautiful Taoist priest didn't mind, and comforted him very rarely: "What is there to cry about...... It's not easy for others to practice to the tenth layer, but for me, it's just a few years of hard work. β
"Woo...... You idiot, big fool. Forcing ......"
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was scolded for a long time, Jun Wuye was a little speechless, but this time he was being pressed on the bed by a woman who had no conscious temper as an adult meat cushion and couldn't move, so he could only let the other party lie on his chest and cry and scold helplessly, so he had no choice but to pinch Chaolu's waist with his hands, and said lazily: "Hey, my concentration has always been bad...... If you don't get up again, I'm really going to disrespect you? β
"You?!"
Chao Luliu, who was shocked like an electric shock, raised his eyebrows, looked at Jun Wuye's expression of forbearance, and suddenly became so angry that he couldn't speak, and he blurted out without thinking about it: "You...... Do you like me?! β
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I didn't expect Chaolu to ask such a question, Jun Wuye, who was still relaxed just now, stiffened his expression, and then coughed a few times as if he choked, and said seriously: "Cough, the donor said that he was a monk." β
"You...... Sister ......"
Chaolu's forehead jumped, and he thought to himself, why don't you see this guy on weekdays having the consciousness of being a monk? But she didn't bother to investigate, and stood up with her hands on her hips, "Hmph, it's not good!" β
Jun Wuye straightened his clothes and sat up from the bed, looked at Chaolu with a smile, and was about to speak, but suddenly found that Chaolu's face was not very good, and his expression changed, and he immediately grabbed her wrist and checked her pulse, "...... You're hurt? β
"Uh, uh-huh......"
Avoiding Jun Wuye's suddenly solemn gaze, Chaolu quickly turned her gaze away, she didn't want to mention the origin of this injury, let alone recall that Richen Yao's indifferent and ruthless attitude, after all, compared to physical pain, mental damage is the most torturous.
After a few hesitations, she asked with some confidence: "You...... Do you know that there is something in this world that can wash away all the memories of a person and make him become unrecognizable? β
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I had vaguely guessed a little clue, and when I heard Chaolu ask like this, Jun Wuye was silent for a moment, he clenched his fist imperceptibly, and said indifferently: "Well, there is such a thing." β
"Really, really?!" Chao Lu looked up in amazement, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
"You forgot, the last time that Miss Yin Yin said......"
Jun Wuye paused for a few seconds with a sigh, his gaze gradually deepened, "Heart Devouring Gu, if you feed the young Gu with the essence blood of a living person, and then transfer it to a suitable container after it grows up, you can control the consciousness of the person in the Gu through the Gu worm...... If you want to crack the Gu poison, you must know whose blood the Gu worm on the Gu person's body is fed with, and then take the blood of that person's heart as a medicine guide to crack it. β
"It's over......"
Chaolu sighed, the world is so big, Chen Yao himself doesn't remember anything, so how can he find the person who is under the Gu to take his blood? She swallowed her saliva with great difficulty, and continued to ask, "Then what if you can't find the person who is under the Gu?" β
"After a long time, the person who has been poisoned by Gu will gradually go crazy, and finally explode and die." Jun Wuye's voice was calm when he said this, but the content of his words was unimaginably cruel.
Knowing such a terrible result, Chaolu was completely dumbfounded, and the mood that was still holding a glimmer of hope instantly fell to the bottom, and the feeling of despair slowly swept through her body like a harsh winter chill, her legs were weak, and she almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Jun Wuye quickly helped her to stabilize her center of gravity.
"So, who is the person you're talking about?" Jun Wuye asked in a low voice.
Chao Lu raised his head in a daze, met the other party's scrutinizing gaze, and finally couldn't bear it, and muttered: "No, I can't let Chen Yao die......"
"Is that the killer kid?" Jun Wuye's eyebrows twisted, and the strength of holding Chaolu's wrist also increased, "So, the injuries on your body were also caused by him?" β
"He doesn't recognize me anymore......" Chaolu closed his eyes in pain, his shoulders trembling slightly, "I've never seen him with such a strange expression, he's no longer the Chenyao he used to be!" β
After listening to Chaolu's narration, Jun Wuye was silent again, as early as when he escorted Yin Yin and Garuda to Weiming Island, he paid attention to asking a few more words about the Heart Devouring Gu, but he didn't expect it to really come in handy, but it was just ...... With Chen Yao's martial arts, there are not many people in the world who can do anything to him, I really can't figure it out, who gave him this heart-devouring poison?
"Don't worry, if according to what you said, the killer kid is mixed with the sect outside the gate, then they will definitely come to the Central Plains when the Quartet Martial Arts meets, as long as you pay more attention to the people around him, you can always find clues." Seeing the appearance of the six gods of Chaolu without a master, Jun Wuye sighed a little helplessly and patted her shoulder comfortingly.
"Quartet Martial Arts ......"
After being reminded by Jun Wuye, Chaolu suddenly remembered that there was still a lot of preparation work to be done, so he immediately restrained his feelings and cheered up.
"Jun Wuye, can you go to Tianji Valley for me recently?"
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At the same time, the Shinrikyo Altar.
A cold moon hung in the sky, reflecting the shadows of the trees, the unlit palace formed a round of dark silhouettes in the night, the heavy temple door slowly opened, and the cloaked celestial envoys hurried through the cloister into the main hall, and the long silver-white hair pouring down from the edge of the cloak was like a flowing moonlight, following his footsteps.
"See the Holy One."
The Heavenly Envoy stopped in front of the hall and bowed slightly.
There was a person sitting on top of the stone blue hall, as the words of the Heavenly Envoy fell, the figure hidden in the darkness slowly turned around, the pale and thin young man was dressed in a black robe that dragged the ground, and his body was a little thin, but the sharp eyes like an eagle falcon carried the unique majesty of the superior, this person was the Divine Venerable Helian who did not give up, I saw that he waved his hand to make the Heavenly Envoy raise his head, and asked in a calm tone: "What about people?" β
ββ¦β¦ The Holy Maiden really went to Cangzhou. The Heavenly Envoy was a little embarrassed, and he didn't want to make a small report unless he had to.
Hearing this, Helian was silent for a moment, and said indifferently: "I know, you step back and continue to send people to follow." β
The Celestial Envoy turned around and had just taken two steps, and as if he had suddenly remembered something, he turned back againβ"Holy Venerable, what if...... What if the Holy Maiden had a head-on conflict with the Imperial Family? β
Who knew that Helian did not give up and closed his eyes indifferently, and did not look at the surprised expression of the heavenly envoy, and only after a long time did he reply coldly: "Let her go!" Whether it's dead or alive, just remember to report it when you come back. β
ββ¦β¦ Be. β
After a long time passed after the Heavenly Envoy left, the indifferent expression on Helian Bu's face gradually disintegrated, and in the end, all that was left was despair and exhaustion.
A gust of wind passed, revealing a faint silhouette of a figure behind the bronze statue in the center of the hall.
Helian didn't give up his eyes and said coldly: "Who?" β
The man walked a few steps silently, his face gradually became clear, his deep eyes, his handsome facial features as straight as knives, and his very exotic clothes all showed that this tall man who suddenly appeared was not from the Central Plains.
However, after seeing the appearance of the person who came, Helian did not give up, but put away his killing intent and smiled slightly self-deprecatingly, "I don't know that the Dharma Protector of Dorozha is coming, and the younger generation is far away." β
"You...... Is it the child of the kite? β
Ignoring the coldness of Helian's words, Dorozha suddenly stepped forward with an arrow, and the moonlight fell into his slightly dark purple pupils, shining brightly.