"It is estimated that now that guy's body has become a love Gu breeding ground!"

The Holy Son was shocked when he heard this, hermaphroditic, wouldn't it be that the love Gu was going to multiply in large numbers, and the love Gu that had been lost for hundreds of years of the Miao people was probably going to be born in the next time. "You're crazy"

The Holy Son took half a step back, and couldn't believe it, there was still such a madman in this world, who actually used corpses to raise Gu.

Xiao He said with a disdainful face: What are you calling nonsense, that guy is just tasting the consequences of himself. After speaking, he hugged Ao Tianxue and said softly: How about this marquis accompany you to the imperial capital's mausoleum.

Imperial Mausoleum, used by the royal family of the Tianhong Empire, after the death of Emperor Cheng Qi, although he was a traitorous prince, he belonged to the orthodoxy of the royal family, and summoned the emperor to decree that Emperor Cheng Qi was hidden in the imperial mausoleum and entered the temple. In other words, if you want to take out the male Gu, you must dig a grave, and it is also an imperial tomb.

Xiao He seemed to be a casual sentence, but he wanted to kill the Nine Clans.

"Nonsense" Ao Tianxue replied coldly, she didn't want to involve Xiao He, the other party had done too much for herself, and for the sake of blood lotus, Hongfang Academy had done too much. Even if there are some things, Xiao He is selfish, most of them are for the blood lotus. Looking at the man in red in front of her with a wicked smile on his face, she didn't know what to say. How many times have I been in crisis, and the blood lotus has been in danger, it was this bewitching man who made a move to get to where I am today.

Stealing the Emperor's Mausoleum, if he really goes, Chongzhou will become the target of the world, and then not only the emperor, the ten princes, I am afraid that the princes everywhere will be punished, this move is to make him the enemy of the entire Tianhong, and he will definitely not be so selfish.

Xiao He smiled lightly and turned to look at Qin Yue, who was unconscious. "Why are you still thinking about me, afraid that I will become the target of public criticism?"

Ao Tianxue bit his lips lightly when he heard this, he knew, he knew why he had to do it, he had to do it for the sake of the blood lotus, for himself. "Why?" Ao Tianxue couldn't help asking.

Xiao He nodded, his eyes bent into crescents, revealing his white teeth and said: Because I love you, it's as simple as that.

Ten words, when they are spoken, they also have a slight joking flavor. But the woman in white opposite shook her body, her shoulders trembled, and she cried out somehow. His lips trembled: Fool.

After speaking, the white clothes fluttered and walked away.

Xiao He looked at the departing white figure and sighed: Yes, why am I so stupid! After saying that, he laughed, got up and chased out.

With tears on his face, Qi Feng looked at the scholarly painting and said: My sister has a hard life!

Shuxiang sighed and said: The red dust is as deep as the sea but it makes people yearn for it, knowing that the heart will hurt, why do you laugh and hurt, and roar that the world is ruthless, how do you know that there is true love in the world. My sister is sad, but Xiao Gongzi is her good medicine, but my sister refuses to take medicine, how can the disease be cured.

Hearing this, Qi Feng nodded and said, "Yes, the injury is too deep, how can you recover easily."

The Holy Son looked at the sad two, pursed his lips, looked at the painting ink, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly poured towards the painting ink, and said in his mouth: Oh, healing consumes too much physical strength, so dizzy.

Unexpectedly, Huamo suddenly poked out a dagger and went straight to the Holy Son. The back of the holy son was instantly wet with cold sweat, he rolled over and dodged, a dog gnawed on the mud, got up in a hurry, spat a few mouthfuls of saliva, patted the floating soil on his body, and pretended to be calm: boring.

After saying that, he pretended that nothing had happened, and turned to leave.

The Holy Son's actions made the sad Qifeng and Shuxiang laugh out loud. Qi Feng looked at the milky white clothes, and said with the back of leaving: This kid is good, why don't you think about it.

"Sister." Huamo was embarrassed and said squeamishly. His face was already red and purple, he bowed his head and said nothing, playing with the corners of his clothes with both hands: He... He's too small.

"Hey, listening to my sister's words, if the Holy Son matches his age, he will never succeed," Qifeng said in surprise.

Hearing what Qifeng said, Huamo knew that he had lost his mouth. "Ignore you"

After speaking, he turned around and ran out, and there was a sound of Qifeng laughing from behind. The Holy Son hurriedly returned to his small courtyard, and saw Wen Xian leaning on the gazebo next to the rockery to read, with a bamboo table in front of him, and a faint fragrance of tea came to his face.

"Good fragrance" The Holy Son did not see it, sat down and picked up the teacup and drank the tea, then poured a cup and drank it all again. Then he yelled: comfortable.