Yuan Feng felt that he really underestimated Zhuo Lang's madness.

Looking at the jade bottle he was holding in his hand, he recalled the suspicious smell he smelled before he passed out, but it was not the smell emanating from the jade bottle he was holding in his hand at the moment.

It turned out that they were all wrong all these years.

Everyone in the clan thought that the tragedy that happened back then was because someone had refined the most powerful poison, and the tribesmen's negligence caused irreparable consequences; Looking at it now, how can there be any most powerful poison, it turns out that the ability to suppress their bloodline is the corpse qi that can be seen everywhere in Yizhuang.

It is no wonder that their family has always had the custom of cremation, compared to the world's emphasis on burial, their people are the opposite, burning the dead with fire, and then scattering the ashes between heaven and earth; They never knew why they did this, they just thought that the rules passed down from their ancestors were just to be obeyed by all the people of the Heavenly Destiny clan.

But now, it should be that their people have long found out that the corpse qi emitted by the corpse will make them move slowly, and even kill them; That's why cremation is a ritual.

It's just that I didn't expect that this secret would be discovered by Zhuo Lang, and he also caught this secret and used it on them.

Thinking of this, Yuan Feng couldn't help but sneer, dragged his gradually stiff limbs and leaned on the stone wall behind him tiredly, looked at Zhuo Lang's pale cheeks, and said, "A hundred years later, you still dare to return to that place?" Aren't you afraid that when you dream back, you will be haunted by those who were killed by you? ”

Zhuo Lang laughed twice and looked at Yuan Feng: "Afraid of them?" When they were invincible, the old man was not afraid of them, not to mention that now they have all become skeletons one by one, what is the old man afraid of?! ”

"Yes, how could a monster like you be afraid of ghosts, otherwise you wouldn't have done so many horrific things; But Zhuo Lang, I know what you are most afraid of, what you are most afraid of is aging, and death, right? ”

Zhuo Lang put away the smile on the corner of his mouth: "Wrong! In this world, the old man is not afraid of anything, because the old man is the first person in this world, so what if he is the son of heaven? What about the power of the world? In the end, they can't escape birth, old age, sickness and death, only the old man is a person who is beyond the world; If there really is an immortal myth in this world, then it can only be an old man. ”

"Immortal myths? Hahahaha! ”

Yuan Feng's tears of laughter were about to flow out: "It turns out that in your heart, you have always had such a ridiculous idea? Zhuo Lang, Zhuo Lang, you are really the most pitiful person in the world. ”

The ridicule and pity in Yuan Feng's eyes immediately and deeply pierced Zhuo Lang's twisted heart, he could no longer restrain his temper, and rushed up in anger and grabbed Yuan Feng's neck, opened his eyes, revealing a large white of his eyes and said: "What qualifications do you have to pity the old man, the one who really wants to be pitied now is you; Yuan Feng, you have fallen into the hands of the old man, aren't you afraid? Don't you worry that you will be refined into an elixir by the old man and become the food in the old man's belly? ”

Yuan Feng held his thick red neck and looked at Zhuo Lang, who was already completely sick, and let out a low voice from the throat that was pinched: "If I were afraid of you, I wouldn't have appeared in front of you; It's you Zhuo Lang, you are so tough on the surface, but in fact, you are already scared to death in your heart; You know you're coming to an end, aren't you? Look at your current appearance of not being a human or a ghost, do you still dare to say that you are an immortal myth? Let me tell you, there is no such thing as immortality in this world, and the Heavenly Destiny cannot do it, and you can't do it at all; Your ridiculous dreams have been a joke since the beginning, and what you've been pursuing all these years will never come true. ”

Yuan Feng's words completely pierced Zhuo Lang's heart.

Looking at his clean and transparent eyes, looking at the way he looked like a sentence when he said this, Zhuo Lang suddenly roared in pain, followed by a wave of his long arm, and shook Yuan Feng away heavily, watching him fall to the ground weakly, stiff limbs, unable to get up for half a day.

Zhuo Lang stood up with his impaired legs, his body swaying, "I know you said that these are all deliberate, you just want the old man to die, but the old man told you that the old man will not let you be satisfied; Don't worry, your life is still useful, so I won't be in a hurry to send you on the road first. ”

Saying that, Zhuo Lang dragged the inconvenient double retreat slowly to the outside of the cave, and Yuan Feng, who heard Zhuo Lang's words, struggled to lift his body, looked at him, and asked loudly: "What are you going to keep me for?" Zhuo Lang, I tell you, I am not afraid of you at all. ”

Hearing Yuan Feng's roar, Zhuo Lang's face hidden in the night flickered, and said, "Actually, you have already guessed it, haven't you?" The old man wants to use you to lure Princess Ling over. ”

Hearing Chu Xingyue's name, the thread that had been tight in Yuan Feng's mind was torn off in an instant, and he only felt a sharp ringing sound in his ears suddenly, and the whole person became nervous: "Don't dream of your Spring and Autumn Festival, do you really think your plan will succeed?" With the protection of King Ling by the young master's side, it is impossible for you to get close to her, let alone hurt her. ”

"Really? The old man doesn't think so. ”

Zhuo Lang turned around and looked at Yuan Feng with smug eyes, "The old man knows very well what position you are in Princess Ling's heart, she should value you very much; If she knew that you were in the hands of the old man, she would definitely rush to save you. At that time, it was not the old man who took the initiative to approach her, but her own stupid self-defeat. ”

"You beast!"

Yuan Feng, who had always been calm, was finally angered by Zhuo Lang at this moment, and waved his arms vigorously to beat this bastard to death, but he had heavy chains on his legs, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

Looking at Yuan Feng, who was finally a little hysterical, the smug look on Zhuo Lang's face became even stronger: "Curse, shout, don't worry, soon the old man will catch your master to meet you." ”

After Zhuo Lang said this, he walked towards the night, leaving Yuan Feng in the cave to support his badly injured body with difficulty, and leaned against the stone wall again full of tiredness.

Yuan Feng knew that he was not suitable to be excited at the moment, the blood flowing around his body was as heavy as being poured lead, flowing slowly and heavily in his veins, and his limbs could not move at will.

At this moment, he finally realized how tragic the massacre was a hundred years ago, presumably his people must have smelled this corpse at that time, and all the people who were alive and well in the past became the prey of the executioner in the blink of an eye, at that moment, he could imagine the sadness in his heart, the resentment in his heart and the unwillingness.

It's all because he was careless for a while, he originally wanted to eradicate this person before Chu Xingyue came back, but he didn't expect to be secretly attacked by him and suffered a big loss, and now he is trapped here, becoming a tool used by others, wanting to be unfavorable to the young master.

Thinking that all this was caused by his underestimation of the enemy, Yuan Feng hated to be able to smash his head, if he could, he really hoped that he could understand himself and not become a drag on the young master.

However, he also knew very well that if he did, he would probably not have any effect; Zhuo Lang is extremely ruthless, he will not let go of the young master easily, he must find a way to stop Zhuo Lang, and he must protect the safety of the young master.

Yuan Feng thought about it, while squeezing the grass dragonfly in his hand that was about to be numbered, his eyes were slightly closed on the stone wall, at first glance it seemed that he was loveless at the moment, but his brain was spinning rapidly, trying his best to think of a way.

……

At this moment, Chu Xingyue, who had already set up camp overnight and started to hurry, was sitting in a fast-running carriage, wrapped in a cloak to block the wind, and the whole person shrank in the corner of the carriage; Looking outside the windblown car curtain, when she was sure that Zhao Ling would not appear in front of her in a short time, she called Chun Xing, who was taking care of her.

"Chunxing, you help me watch, if the prince comes in, you must notify me in advance."

Chun Xing always felt that everything that happened tonight was strange everywhere, and now when she heard Miss say such words, she was even more suspicious: "Miss, what happened between you and the prince?" ”

Chu Xingyue really didn't want to tell her more about it, so she could only deal with her simply: "It's okay, he is just worried about my body and doesn't want to travel overnight, but I insisted on going back to Beijing early, there was a little quarrel just now, and I will coax him when I turn around." ”

Hearing Chu Xingyue say this, Chun Xing immediately stood in line with Zhao Ling, "Miss, it's not the slave who said you, the reason why the prince is angry is all because of you, Miss; You are really too willful sometimes, and it is thanks to a great man like Wang Ye who can tolerate you and indulge you, if you were an ordinary person, I am afraid that you would have been ignored for a long time. ”

Chu Xingyue lowered her head and listened to Chun Xing's slightly reproachful words, she knew that her request tonight was unreasonable; But she really couldn't explain it clearly to Zhao Ling, she just had a feeling that Yuan Feng seemed to have an accident.

The feeling was so strong that she wouldn't have insisted on it this far; It seems that she really wants to find a time to coax Zhao Ling in private, and don't let him really misunderstand anything.

At present, their relationship has finally warmed up, and she has decided to give up everything to be by his side with peace of mind, she wants to be with him for the rest of her life, and wants to cherish this relationship; I don't want to see those fearless misunderstandings and quarrels among them.

"I know, Chunxing, don't worry, I know very well who is the most important person to me now, Zhao Ling is my husband, and no one in this world can surpass him in my heart; When I return to the capital, I will talk to him and try to clear up the misunderstanding tonight. ”

Hearing what Chu Xingyue said, Chun Xing showed a relieved smile, grabbed Chu Xingyue's hand, and said, "Okay, the slave will keep an eye on it for you, Miss can do whatever you want." ”