Chapter 180: The Living Dead

The closed eyes opened suddenly, a cold light shot out, and the fierce gaze of the ghost queen was reflected in the eyes of the ghost, and the charm took a step back, she knew that she had seen something that she shouldn't see.

Onihime let go of her lips, slowly stood up, turned around, turned her back to the temple door, and reached out to brush the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Her movements were slow, and there was a cold air all over her body.

"Pavilion master, the medicine girl is outside the door." Mei lowered her head and whispered.

"Let her in." Onihime's voice was as ethereal as an echo in the hollow.

Mei raised her head slightly, at this moment, the ghost queen is not wearing a wisp, if this is to let the doctor take care of the house, maybe there will be some suspicious thoughts.

Or maybe after today, the medicine girl will no longer be alive.

Mei hesitated for a moment, took off her cloak, walked quickly behind Onihime, and covered Onihime's body under the cloak, before going out to summon the medical girl.

The medicine girl is a doctor in the Heavenly Desire Capital, some of them were caught from outside, and some of them were cultivated by Wufeng Pavilion itself.

Both Rollo and the prostitutes, treated them with extreme deference.

The medicine girl walked into the main hall, and Wang Yanchiguo's back stunned her.

"Don't go for treatment yet!"

Mei let out a low cry and summoned back the god of the medicine girl.

The medicine woman shivered, and was so frightened that she almost fell, and a chill ran through her body.

It's killing intent! Women are the most sensitive to the discernment of breath.

Hurriedly lowered his head, walked in front of Wang Yan, squatted down, took Wang Yan's hand, and pointed his finger on Wang Yan's pulse.

While checking the pulse, he looked at the man in front of him.

The veins are like a gossamer, and people are wandering in front of the ghost gate.

The blood stains on the seven orifices have not been wiped away, and the palm prints on the forehead are very eye-catching.

The medicine woman took out the fire fold from the medicine box, lit the candle, and carefully examined the purple marks on Wang Yan's forehead.

The more she looked at it, the more frightened she became, and the doctor couldn't help but gasp, what a lot of effort this was! Only did he leave such a trace, was it his own hand? Is he committing suicide?

The doctor girl hurriedly took out the silver needle and inserted two needles in Wang Yan's face.

As soon as the silver needle pierced into it, it was pushed out by a column of blood, splashing the blood of the medicine woman's hand.

The medical woman did not panic at all, and continued to administer needles and bleed, and as the blood flowed out, the bruises on Wang Yan's forehead faded a lot, his face recovered a little bloody, and his breathing became stronger.

After a while, Wang Yan's body was full of silver needles, and many of them were oozing blood.

Mei watched quietly.

After a stick of incense, the doctor girl pulled out all the silver needles on Wang Yan's body, wiped the sweat on her forehead, stood up tiredly, and bowed down to the ghost Ji Yingying.

"Pavilion Master, this person is no longer worried about his life, but..."

"Say." The voice of the ghost queen was like a cold wind whistling out of the ice valley, and it was cold and biting.

"This person has a severe blow to the head and is likely... Become the living dead. The healer paused, but finally told the truth.

Ghost Ji's delicate body trembled, and after a while, she said coldly.

"Go down, all of you."

The medicine woman packed up her things and hurried out of the hall after the charm.

The diagnosis of the medical woman also fell into the phantom ear, although I don't know what she just gave birth, but when she heard that Wang Yan was likely to become a living dead, her heart hurt terribly.

When she went out, Mei glanced at the back of the ghost queen, and for the first time, the charm saw a little sadness in her back.

The people are gone, and the hall is silent.

Wang Yan was still kneeling on the floor, covered in blood.

Ghost Ji slowly turned around, walked in front of Wang Yan, knelt down, took off her black robe, and wiped the blood for Wang Yan.

Two hours ago, he was slaughtering all sides of the city, but now he has his eyes closed, and it is likely that he will never open them again.

The living dead, who live, but who are no different from the dead.

Why?

Ghost Ji was still asking herself, and at this moment she didn't have the luxury of asking Wang Yan to give her an answer.

Is it because his appearance is not beautiful enough, because his figure is not tempting enough, or because he has hated himself to the core, and would rather die than have this kind of relationship with himself.

If you are someone else, you are only afraid that you have been swallowed up at this moment, this body is eager to be possessed by countless people, and every man who has seen his appearance has flashed greed in his eyes, and he has revealed the ** of possession.

Why? Why did he change his appearance when he came here? From the first time he saw himself, countless expressions flashed in his eyes, but he was not possessive, he was obviously different from the concubines in his family, why could he be with them, but he didn't have the slightest heart for himself.

Hehuan San didn't make him comply.

Oni Ji had already thought about why Wang Yan would give him a slap, because he drank his own glass of wine with Hehuan San.

wiped the blood stains on Wang Yan's body, and the ghost Ji slowly put Wang Yan's body down.

Wang Yan is very heavy, and the ghost Ji moves very softly and carefully.

Faced with a living dead, Onihime also took off her disguise.

The charcoal fire in the temple burned very much, and the inside of the temple was very warm.

Ghost Ji lay on Wang Yan's body, her skin pressed together, feeling the temperature coming from his body.

The black robe covered the bodies of the two of them, covering everything...

Fang Tianyou and the others had already embarked on their way home, and this time they only lost a few brothers, but they caught Duan Yingfei, a big fish.

Fortunately, someone broke Duan Yingfei's identity at the critical moment, otherwise if that stick went down, where would he still be alive?

Duan Yingfei had been knocked unconscious by Fang Tianyou, and in order to avoid fighting, the group deliberately detoured to Meng Yan and returned to Yuanyang along the Xinzhou border.

Tian Bozhi returned to Mengyan safely with the remnants of the army, and connected with Luo Luo, the sentry of the Four Seas Gang, who had been planted in the territory, and the sentry signaled, and in less than half an hour, Zhang Boguang, the leader of the Four Seas Gang, led the army to respond.

Tian Bozhi was seriously injured, he was holding on, but seeing that the team was safe at this moment, he looked at Zhang Boguang from afar, and before he could say a word, he fell down from the horse.

Fortunately, the guards guarded under the horse and caught him, otherwise as long as he fell to the ground, Tian Bozhi would really not be able to live.

Zhang Boguang swept around the defeated soldiers, but found no trace of Fang Xuanyu, and his face was a little gloomy.

Tian Bozhi was sent away by someone he arranged, and Tian Bozhi's personal guards told Zhang Boguang everything in his previous life.

Fang Xuanyu has infiltrated the Giant Tiger Gang, and this news needs to be reported to the gang leader as soon as possible.

Tian Bozhi's team was brought back to the Sihai Gang station to recuperate, and Zhang Boguang went to Mengyan County to deliver the message.

He Qiu gathered the defeated troops, the Five Phoenix Pavilion did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and the Giant Tiger Gang killed a lot of people.

There are still ten thousand and five in the collection, and this time the defeat of the Wufeng Pavilion was defeated, not to mention only half of the soldiers and horses, and Duan Yingfei was also put in, even if he was an old qualification like He Qiu, his heart began to feel uneasy, and he was thinking about how to explain to the helper when he went back.

Duan Yingfei is Zhang Juhu's baby, and he is not the same as Yu Dameng's kind of puppet.

He Qiu pondered as he retreated towards Lanyu County, he couldn't guess what would await him on the road ahead.

The war ended, and everything was calm.

Wang Yan was hidden by the ghost queen, and as the medicine woman said, Wang Yan was in a coma all the time and became a living dead.

Everything is as usual in Wufeng Pavilion, but the ghost queen's complexion is much better.

He Xian searched for Wang Yan several times but couldn't find it, and finally learned from the trail that Wang Yan had entered the Jiaoluan Hall and never came out.

That young general must have been hidden in the secret room by Luo Yatou, how could such a fierce man be willing to be imprisoned? must have been bought, but what price does it take to buy such a character?

He Xian suddenly thought of the look of the ghost queen in the past few days, could it be that the girl was using herself to envelop the young general? After thinking about it, there is only this one possibility, if a fierce man like him wants to be prosperous and rich, it is easy to come, no matter which force has seen his strength, he will definitely spend a lot of money to win over.

The young general surnamed Ai needs to inquire carefully!

The time for the ghost queen to appear in the past few days is getting less and less, and even the attendants in the Jiaoluan Hall rarely see the trace of the ghost queen.

It's hard to find Oni Ji even in the bedroom, and there are many people who have guessed Onihime's whereabouts, but only one person knows Onihime's whereabouts.

The charm has become the mouthpiece of the ghost queen.

After listening to the ghost's report, the ghost told her the decision and let him exit the bedroom door.

Mei walked out of the room, a gloom on her face.

Through the door, I heard the sound of a machine coming from inside the room.

She went to him again.

Onihime descended from the chamber and walked through the corridor to a chamber.

Onihime slowly pushed open the door, the interior was brightly lit, and there was a charcoal stove around, and a stone bed in the middle.

Wang Yan was lying on the stone bed with his eyes closed, and not far away, the medical woman who was treating Wang Yan was held by her hands, feet and neck with a thumb-thick chain.

When the medicine girl saw the ghost girl come in, her face was frightened, and her body trembled like a sifting chaff.

Onihime didn't look at her, walked to the stone bed, stripped off her clothes, and got into the bed.

Anyone who sees this scene will be shocked and speechless.

In the past few days, the doctor girl has been used to seeing it, and there are more embarrassing things in the future, she has witnessed it with her own eyes.

"Pavilion Master, please let me go, I promise I won't say anything." The medicine woman choked up and pleaded bitterly.

Ghost Ji let go of her lips, didn't go to see the medicine girl, and said coldly.

"I said I wouldn't kill you, and I gave you a choice, whether to be imprisoned here to death, or whether I would blind you, deafen your ears, cut off your tongue, cut off your fingers, and let you out." Ghost Ji's voice was cold, full of a hint of playfulness, and she put her body closer to Wang Yan.

Acacia is a kind of scorching spring. Medicine, not, the effect is exciting**, not to lose one's mind.

Therefore, after the effect of the drug wears off, I can still remember the process.

Ghost Ji Yu pointed at Wang Yan's lips, two red clouds floating on his face, and said softly.

"How many women have you harmed?"

The tone is a little disgusting, and it is like two people like the ghost queen on weekdays.

The doctor girl was already surprised, and she didn't dare to speak out at this time, the wound on her chest was left by her mouth a few days ago.

Who would have thought that Onihime would like to hang out with a living dead.

The doctor didn't know Wang Yan's identity, and the ghost girl had already taken off her mask, revealing Wang Yan's true face.

Time passed little by little, and ten days had passed in the blink of an eye.

Fang Tianyou had returned to Yuanyang safely for many days, and Wang Yan had instructed him in advance that he might come back a few days later, so everyone in Juying was not worried.

Lanyu County, Qingyu Hall, the big white lantern in front of the door is hung high, surrounded by white cloth, and it has not been too long since the last time the mourning hall was erected.

He Qiu's face was solemn and haggard, he never thought that Ding Zhengang would die tragically during his attack on the Heavenly Desire Capital.

The charred corpse was taken back from the outpost of the Four Seas Gang, and now the Four Seas Gang has confirmed that it was the murderer who attacked Qingyutang and killed Ding Zhengang that night.

The Four Seas Gang did not refute, which was equivalent to acquiescence.

Zhang Qingyu pretended to put a stick of incense on Ding Zhengang in front of the mourning hall.

"Leader Ding, you go all the way."