Chapter 35: The Nightmare Returns

Liu Ye spoke calmly and wanted to talk to Fuma, but Fuma opened his eyes with his back to her, his eyes full of anger and hatred.

Fuma's body bounced up from the bed board like a spring, and her movements were too fast and violent, affecting the injured muscles and bones, and she frowned in pain: "Oh, it hurts, damn Qingling, I will definitely let you die well......"

Since being captured by Qing Ling, Fu Ma has to greet her every few minutes, and he has made no secret of his determination to put her to death in front of Liu Ye.

Liu Ye looked at her quietly, his calm eyes without a trace of fluctuation. After Fu Ma finished the spell, he raised his eyes to look at her, tried to open his swollen eyes, and said angrily: "You came to see my jokes, it's not your fault that I became like this, you still have the face to come to see me?" What's the matter, Solang refuses to hurt me, and has to protect me no matter what, you can't stand it, can you? Do you want to kill me now or vent your anger? I don't think you dare to do anything, let alone touch a single hair of my hair, because you know that if you touch me, Solang will hate you for the rest of your life! Hmph, after Solang wakes up, he will definitely come to see me, how will he feel if he sees me like this, slut, you still have to think about how to explain to him, or you will be abandoned by him again, haha......"

Fuma raised her head and laughed, laughing extremely arrogantly, laughing fearlessly, she decided that Weng Guimi couldn't bear to hurt her, and Liu Ye didn't dare to do anything to her for Weng Guimi.

Liu Ye pushed the bowl of porridge on the table in front of her: "Eat, it'll be cold later, you haven't eaten this day." ā€

Fuma stopped laughing and looked at her suspiciously: "You shouldn't poison me, right?" Whether I have eaten or not, is it worth your concern? Jokes, cats cry rats fake mercy, you wish I died, wouldn't it be more satisfying for me to starve to death! ā€

"Whatever you think, what does it matter to me whether you are dead or alive, for the sake of Solang, you can even do something disgusting like jumping off a cliff, and what else can't you do! You'd rather die for Solang to remember you, I can't be like you, and I can't take you anymore. ā€

"Of course, it's better for you to die yourself, so as not to cause trouble to everyone, but it's too hard for me to do it, I'm finally with Solang, let him fall in love with me with all his heart, and he will never be able to leave me, why should I dirty my hands for you and affect the relationship between me and Solang! Perhaps, as you said, if I treat you badly, Solang will hate me, and in order to prevent him from hating me, he can only be kind to you against his own will. ā€

Liu Ye's words were both true and calm, Fuma couldn't find a reason to doubt her, and everything she said was the same as what she thought in her heart. Yes, she is happy when she dies herself, but she doesn't call her wishful.

"That slut named Qingling almost beat me to death, so it's good for me? She is your subordinate, would she dare to do this to me without your instructions? Fuma recalled the scene of being beaten by Qingling, and angrily knocked the ointment on the bedside to the ground, and roared at Liu Ye, "I'm going to let Solang see how you treat me clearly, I won't apply the medicine, leave it to him to see......"

Liu Ye smiled indifferently: "It's just right, when he sees you like a ghost, he can strengthen his determination to abandon you." ā€

Fuma's facial features were huddled together, and her expression looked particularly hideous. Liu Ye turned a blind eye and continued: "Who is to blame when it comes to this! You stay here honestly, nothing will happen, although you are under house arrest, but you are also served with delicious food and drink, I am benevolent to you, how do you treat me! When you see Elder Ubuji, what are you going to say to him, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape, and we won't be left alive! ā€

"Haha, now you know you're scared? I thought you were so arrogant that even the king was not even afraid of my grandfather! I'm telling you, you'd better send me down the mountain obediently, for Solang's sake, maybe I'll let you live. Fuma couldn't wait to leave this ghost place, threatened her in the name of Junsumi, and coaxed, "You locked me up here, and you didn't dare to touch a single hair of me, and your men wanted to watch over it day and night, why do you bother!" ā€

Liu Ye followed her words and said, "Even if you are willing to let me go, what about them?" Will you spare my men? ā€

Fu Ma hesitated for a moment and said, "Chang Hui and Feng Yan are both Han Chinese, they are your right-hand men, as long as you dare to guarantee that they will not trouble me again in the future, I can also release my old suspicions." As for Qing Ling, isn't she just a native of the Western Regions, how can I deal with her, you have to be nosy! I grew up and no one dared to disrespect me, let alone be beaten half to death, and sooner or later I would have to settle this account with her, and no one would want to interfere. ā€

Liu Ye sneered in her heart, it was time like this, and she was still negotiating conditions with her.

"Oh, and what about Solang? If I want you to leave Solang and never come to pester him again, will you agree? ā€

Fuma's whole face was obviously distorted, and the chill in her eyes was close to Liu Ye, and after a few seconds of stalemate, she nodded with a smile: "As long as you are willing to let me go, I will promise anything, his heart is not with me anymore, what else do I have to be nostalgic for!" I've figured it out these days, I used to be so stupid, I'm recognized as the flower of the prairie, and it's not that no one wants it, so why do I have to hang myself on his tree! ā€

This is a lie, Fuma said that she promised everything, that is, she didn't promise anything, she never said Solang's name from beginning to end, she used "he" instead, if Liu Ye thought of "him" as Weng, it was her business.

Liu Ye has nothing to say to her, people like Fuma are hopeless if they die without repentance, even if she repeatedly promises, she will not count.

"It's good if you can think like this, I'll go back, you can rest and recuperate!" Liu Ye got up to leave, but Fu Ma couldn't hold back his anger and asked, "When will you let me go!" ā€

Liu Ye didn't look back: "Tomorrow, tomorrow you can leave here." ā€

Hearing her say this, the thousand catties of boulder that pressed on Fuma's heart finally landed, she picked up the spoon and stirred the bowl of porridge, remembering that she had said that the bowl of porridge might have been poisoned, and felt unlucky, so she quickly put down the spoon. Picked up the bowl full of water next to it and took a few sips of tasteless water.

"I knew you were an acquaintance, and it wouldn't do you any good to keep me, you always had to let me go." Fuma put down the water bowl, wiped his mouth, and said comfortably, "Don't worry, I went down the mountain and went back to the grassland, we won't meet again in the future, you take your Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge, we won't be involved anymore ......"

Why was she sure they wouldn't see each other again? Unless she decides that Liu Ye will never return to the grassland again!

Liu Ye turned around and closed the door, looked at the empty bowl, and locked the door again. She stood outside the door for a long time, hearing Fuma slut, hearing her sinister smug smile, hearing her moaning in pain.

"Fuma, none of what you said to me is true, except for that sentence, I poisoned you, it's true."

Liu Ye left this sentence when she left, Fuma couldn't hear it anymore, she rolled around the room over and over, she finally realized what it means to break the liver and intestines, she used all her strength to bang on the door, and shouted hoarsely: "Solang, save me, Suolang, Suo Lang......"

Weng Guimi woke up from the nightmare, covered in a cold sweat, he looked out of the inky window, and the sound of "banging" heartbeat was particularly clear in the silent night.

He dreamed of Fuma, who was bleeding and her facial features were blurred, and he couldn't see her clearly, but he was sure that she was Fuma. She curled up, clasped her hands on her knees and wailed in agony, and suddenly, her body was broken by an invisible force, her head gradually moved closer to her toes, and her long hair was stained with blood from her mouth, drawing hideous curves on the ground.

Fuma opened her mouth and vomited blood, muttering his name until her head was on her feet, the last drop of blood flowed, and she could no longer make a sound.

This dream was really terrifying, even if Weng Guimi knew that it was just a dream, he still couldn't help but panic. He struggled to sit up, rubbing his swollen temples, he remembered being with Fuma before he fell unconscious, Fuma cried and begged him to go back to the grassland with her, she said that she could forgive him and Liu Ye and promise that no one would hurt them, as long as he was willing to go back with her.

Weng Guimi still refused, and from the moment he left the grassland, he never thought of going back, unless he went back with Liu Ye. After refusing Fuma, he looked at her with a strange expression, but he didn't take it to heart, and drank the glass of water she handed him, and then lost consciousness.

How long has he been in a coma, how is Fuma now, Liu Ye shouldn't embarrass her! Also, will she escape down the mountain, in case Ubuji knows all this, they will all be finished!

Weng Guimi stood up, feeling very weak, his feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, and he walked lightly. Pushing open the door, he recognized that this was the mountain, looked around for a long time, found the room where Fuma was under house arrest, and couldn't wait to go straight away.

In the middle of the night, the door was completely open, and there were still bursts of blood, and the uneasiness in Weng Guimi's heart gradually spread, and that terrifying dream appeared in front of him......

"Zuo Xian Wang ......" Feng Yan, who ran out of the house, looked at him in surprise, his expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and stammered, "You, why did you get up...... I—I'll send you back, back to ......"

Weng Guimi shook off Feng Yan, her abnormal performance strengthened his determination to enter the house to see what was going on, at this time, Chang Hui blocked him at the door, and said in a deep voice: "King Zuo Xian, please go back!" ā€

"Don't let anyone try to stop me......" Weng Guimi roared angrily, causing Feng Yan to take a few steps back, she looked at Chang Hui and didn't know what to do.

Chang Hui was like a pillar at the door, the bloody breath was getting thicker and thicker, Weng Guimi was almost certain that Fuma had an accident, he clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, his whole body couldn't stop trembling, and he said word by word: "Let, I, in, go!" ā€

Chang Hui sighed and turned sideways to let him pass, and Weng Guimi walked in with difficulty, looking at the darkness uneasily.