Chapter 152: Liuli is punished [II]

"Sister Luo wants to do it herself?" If Gu Liangyue is not mistaken, Feng Yiluo is a pure healer, even if she knows some kung fu, it is limited to fists and feet, and kung fu such as making a gun and a sword is not suitable for her, and she will not know how to do it.

"No, I don't like that." Feng Yiluo threw it casually, and the sword was in Mu Er's hand. "Cool Moon, we can let you go, but look at your outfit," Feng Yiluo stood there fixedly, "Let's try it." ”

The rules are also simple. Liang Yue wants to fight with Mu Er first, she can only fight with Mu Er with a sword with her bare hands for a hundred rounds, when it is the last training in Zhuangzi, and then Feng Yiluo will take out ten quenching silver needles, she can only dodge within a radius of one foot, and only after these have passed before going down the mountain.

"We've been good enough for you, we would have laid charcoal on the mountain road." Feng Yiluo's voice now sounded like Shura's. But Gu Liangyue still knew about the charcoal fire. It's already a very old punishment.

All apostates are to be laid on the iron plate with fiery red brocade charcoal, which stretches for three miles, and the apostate must walk barefoot regardless of gender, no matter how the others insult him, no matter how he is treated, he must not leave the iron plate, otherwise he will be directly executed. Because the way in which it is implemented is called the Golden Lotus Sacred Flame. But in fact, there may be a glimmer of life when walking through the iron plate, and if you want to give up halfway, you can only die directly.

"Sister Xie Luo is extrajudicially gracious, and Liangyue will cherish the opportunity." Gu Liangyue nodded lightly. In fact, the preparation she made when she came was the Golden Lotus Holy Fire, although she said no, but she had to keep moving, whether it was swordsmanship or silver needles, she couldn't get time to calm down, so she could only hope that her child could be stronger and survive.

Mu Er has never been merciful, especially in the swordsmanship he is good at. Mu Er was even more angry when he heard Liang Yue's thoughts just now. Gu Lingge's last contact with Zhuangzi was only two days ago, and she said that she would implement the plan as soon as possible, that is to say, it is now a critical moment for survival, and now everyone should unite to be right, and someone actually escaped. And it was the owner's sister who said this!

Gu Liangyue knew that something was wrong as soon as she saw Mu Er's indignant face. The two of them were speechless, standing opposite each other in the courtyard, Feng Yiluo on the stairs was dispensing medicine, and Yun Lan was holding the wine jar and looking at the two of them, looking like he was watching a good show.

Mu Er really couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and stabbed Liang Yue in the face with his sword luck. Liang Yue had originally prepared, but the other party's strong air currents could only make her avoid. The two began to fight to the death.

Mu Er rose into the air and swirled in the air, his black robe flying, blending in with the night, but it also cut through the white light reflected by the ice and snow, and his wrist fluttered lightly to wave a brilliant light curtain, like a little star falling from the starry sky, towards the cold moon that was not moving on the ground. Although Liang Yue was frightened, it was not too messy. Bent his legs slightly, and rolled to the side of the hard stone slab to safety. Tricks from the sky have always been difficult for the giver, and there is actually no problem with dodging, as long as you can react.

Mu Er's disadvantage is that he is too presumptuous. Whether it is a warrior or an ordinary person, the most taboo thing is to act in anger. Although Mu Er didn't say anything just now, the red under his eyes betrayed him. Regardless of whether Feng Yiluo saw it or not, Liang Yue didn't miss it at a glance anyway.

Liang Yue didn't plan to resist - after all, she was the first to make trouble, so they let them go as they wanted. Anyway, it would be nice to be able to get through it.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Er rushed over with a bright sword flower in his hand. Liang Yue tiptoed, and the lotus step became windy, and began to retreat rapidly. Although there is no reaction in the stomach, you should try to avoid large movements. Her kung fu practice is not the same as Gu Lingge's. Because she is the one who entered the WTO, secular girls practice more light skills, unlike Gu Lingge, who wants to practice the method of killing.

Gu Liangyue only felt at this time that she had to thank Gu Huai, his cold-faced Enma-like training method at least made her less struggling now, and she still had the heart to protect her stomach.

Although ancient and modern kung fu is only fast and unbreakable, Liang Yue's light skills can now be seen in the person's subsequent movements. For the first time, Mu Er felt that this sword was redundant in his hand. Seeing that the round was already halfway through, he still couldn't hurt her in the slightest. Yes, at the beginning of the battle, Mu Er thought about hurting people, after all, people have to learn a lesson to remember. He wanted her to know that she would always be a betrayer, a shameful person who had defected to the entire Liulizhuang.

"It looks like Mu Er is about to die." Yunlan has nothing to do now. She was not responsible for punishing Gu Liangyue, and she didn't say anything nonsense from beginning to end, she just looked at it coldly. She knew that if her eldest sister was here, she would have to pounce and kill her if she knew that someone had defected. Yunshuang has a different kind of deep obsession with Gu Lingge, everything is centered on her, so naturally she can't bear that someone wants to betray. Although the statement of defection is not very good, Gu Liangyue's current behavior is like this, no matter how nice it sounds, it is the same.

"Mu Er, stop." Yun Lan's voice is really more suitable for dealing with women, soft and glutinous when you hear it, it is very gentle, even if you give orders, it has no deterrent effect at all. But both of them listened to it and stopped. Although Yunlan is usually silent, he is also one of the five masters. Liang Yue is at a loss, so she is already completely obedient. She's already done this, and it's impossible to do anything to her.

"Anyway, everyone can't sleep tonight, and now that the first level is halfway through, I wonder if my sister minds that the remaining half is completed by me?" Although he said that he wanted to intervene willfully because he had nothing to do and was about to fall asleep, the real purpose was not because Mu Er had not been able to make Liang Yue see blood until now. Liang Yue didn't want to think about this, and there was no need. All she had to do now was focus on them.

Everyone has no opinion, everyone just plays slowly. It stands to reason that Gu Liangyue wants to withdraw from this matter, and it is impossible for a few of them to decide, but what is difficult to say is Liangyue's identity.

Her identity in Lin'an City is not worth mentioning in Zhuangzi, and Zhuangzi doesn't care about things like the prince and the royal family, the point is that she is basically the deputy owner of the same status as Gu Lingge, and she is a higher level than these five masters. If the news of her leaving is spread, people's hearts fluctuate on the one hand, and what if it leads to something? So it's good that only a few of them know, after all, she doesn't have a lot of time in Zhuangzi. When the time comes, it's good to be round.

Yunlan still didn't take anything in his hand, and casually pulled out the peach blossom hairpin from his head. This also subconsciously made Liang Yue relax her vigilance. After all, the hairpin is a small object, and if there is really any big movement, she will definitely notice it.

The female dependents of Liulizhuang have to practice light skills if there is no accident. Although Yunlan's light skills are not comparable to Liangyue, he still has strength after all. She is smaller than Liangyue, so she will be more flexible in her movements. The ancient book wrote: "Hugh Xun flies, fluttering like a god, Ling Bo walks slightly, and Luo socks are dusty." Impermanence is the rule, if the danger is safe. Enter the difficult period, if you go back. Turning the eyes and flowing essence, smooth and jade. The words were not spit out, and the breath was like a quiet orchid. Gorgeous and graceful, it makes me forget to eat. ”

But after all, it is a kung fu used to kill, and even if it is light, it is not as beautiful as imagined. Under the round moon, two women fluttered and moved, and there were battlefields everywhere in front of and behind the house. Gu Liangyue was reluctant to run up and down, but she had to do a lot of things by herself, and in order to dispel the doubts of this group of people.

"My sister lost." Ninety-eighth round. Yunshuang took the golden peach blossom in her hand, and then looked at Gu Liangyue, who was bent over and coughing on the side. She really didn't use all her strength, so she really didn't know how to hit Gu Liangyue like this.

Gu Liangyue was actually not injured. However, Zhuangzi's building structure is complicated, and she doesn't know much about it, so she miscalculated the distance of the carved railing on the side of the embroidery building, so that she rolled down in embarrassment, and was ambushed by Yunlan, who had been following behind. What she didn't expect was that the hairpin was actually not just a hairpin, it was an adult gift from Liu Yu. And Liu Yu is a hidden weapon designer.

"Yunlan is very skilled." Looking at the golden hairpin on her shoulder, Gu Liangyue gritted her teeth and pulled it out, pressed the wound with one hand, and approached Yunlan to hand it back to her. Yun Lan didn't show mercy to her subordinates, she knew it from the moment the hairpin flew towards her. Anyway, the blood she shed is more or less a debt, although she only thinks so.

"Sister praises, Yunlan is just a little more familiar with Zhuangzi." Curling the corners of his mouth, Yunlan's smile was very real, but he was subconsciously criticizing Gu Liangyue. After so many years, my understanding of Zhuangzi has been so shallow that I deserve to be injured. Liang Yue sighed slightly in her heart, and sure enough, she still couldn't be understood.

"Sister Luo." The two looked at each other and smiled, and then walked into the main hall together. Feng Yiluo's hands were already full of silver needles, and when he saw the wound on Liang Yue's shoulder, he gestured to the strip of cloth next to him. The white gold sore medicine was spread on the fabric, but Yun Lan did not hesitate, cut off Qiao Jin on Gu Liangyue's body, and gently tied it.

"Is it okay?" Gu Liangyue knew that this was just polite words, whether she could or not, she couldn't escape the next ten stitches. The wound on the shoulder is itchy because of the gold sore medicine, but it's not a big deal, just grit your teeth and survive the last hurdle. After nodding, the two walked into the courtyard. Clouds began to appear outside, trees began to rustle, the silence of the night was awakened, and everything pointed to another unforeseen end.

Feng Yiluo's technique is so skillful, as if he is cleaning up the little thief he encounters on the way to play. The first silver needle broke through the air, the light was too dim and Liang Yue couldn't see, and the next moment she closed her eyes and listened with her ears. When you dissolve a conventional belief, another intuition takes on its original role.

Feng Yiluo said at the beginning that there are ten needles, and the poison of each needle is different, and it is best for Liangyue to be able to avoid all of them, and if he can't dodge, he can only rely on luck. Although these needles do not kill people, they are certainly not pleasant to be contaminated. Gu Liangyue has a good reason not to be contaminated.

The first stitch was perfectly avoided, facing his own door, exactly the same as Mu Er's starting hand. 2nd shot, 3rd shot...... Until the sixth needle, the cold moon was avoided, but the clothes on his body began to become tattered. The silver needle didn't touch the flesh, but the restraint within a foot had caused a great damage to his clothes.

When the fourth needle came, it was rushing to her stomach, and her whole heart was about to jump out, and she subconsciously used light skills to fly into the sky. The silver needle is finally threaded against the sole of the shoe. When I fell, I clearly felt that there was a thin and narrow thing passing through the soles of my shoes, and I was shocked into a cold sweat.

The last four stitches are the most sinister. When Feng Yiluo threw it out, it was as if he was throwing a feather that had accidentally stuck to his body, but the force in it was amazingly great, and it would never have been possible without deep internal force - no one thought that Feng Yiluo had chosen to shoot four needles in unison.

The air froze into a pulp, and the sound of the wind and leaves became manic, obscuring all hearing. Liang Yue opened her eyes helplessly, and the next action was naturally bent back, her soft waist almost touched the ground, her left leg was in the air, and her right toe stood on tiptoe and turned around. Something in the hair was pinned, poof.

The last two stitches, one in the center of her left foot and one in her right thigh, were completely guessed by the layout of Operation Cool Moon. Wind Iro's insight is sometimes terrifying. By the time she pulled out the needle, she was slumped on the ground. She only relied on herself the whole process, which is another kind of one-cut.

"Sister go back, from now on Liulizhuang and Gu Liangyue will have nothing to do with each other." Yunlan didn't know when he took the wine jar out and brought four bowls.

One bowl of wine per person, and don't look back after drinking.

Although he was poisoned, now is not the time to stay. Gu Liangyue threw the bowl out, and the tears in her eyes were forced to endure her lips. That's enough. She shed blood, sweat and tears, everything, by now, the dust has settled.

The mountain road was not easy to walk, and the poison on her body, tattered clothes and blurred vision made every step difficult. She called Cuiqi to wait for her on the mountainside. Because there were dark whistles and mazes beyond the mountainside, she didn't want to make herself look insincere. So this section of the road still has to be walked by yourself.

The sound of the wind blew on me like a whip. Her mind suddenly replayed when she first chose the name:

"The little girl is full of momentum, let's call you Lingge, you call Liangyue." Gu Huai didn't give her a name when he brought her back, but called the two of them together after three days, and then asked with a smile. At that time, Gu Huai really smiled like a loving father, and it really made people feel like they were living in spring.

At that time, I said that the mausoleum meant a mausoleum, which was not good at all, so another person chose that name, and she herself became the cold moon, although there was no temperature, but she always longed for the moon of the perfect day.

They trained together, practiced together, cried and laughed together, and got to know the whole Zhuangzi together, although they did not stay in Zhuangzi for a long time, but the unity and warmth of Zhuangzi gave them the greatest strength to rely on at that time. She could still remember those things, those days and nights that she had never left, short but warm, but she had broken with them with tears and scars on her face.

I should have been really betrayed. Leaving the father who raised him, leaving the brother who grew up with him, no matter what happens in the future, he can't go back to find his so-called mother's house, no matter whether Qing Ruiting wants her or not, she has no way out, and she has to take responsibility for all the future.

The road ahead seemed to be dark, and she seemed to have lost her strength. She wanted to sleep, but before closing her eyes, she thought of the child in her belly, and if she didn't go down the mountain to detoxify as soon as possible, the child might have to leave her. Obviously he is still so young, as his mother, why should he give up?

The thorns spread out little by little on the side of the road, she scattered her hair, cried tears, and walked on the stone stairs with confused eyes, not knowing the end, but she couldn't give up, she had to be as steady as possible, she couldn't fall, she couldn't give up, she pinched the wound on her shoulder to stimulate herself, and went down step by step.

There seemed to be someone in front of her, and the anxious shouts confirmed her suspicion. It wasn't until her body came into contact with the warm temperature that she finally had some strength, but she still couldn't rest assured. They also returned to the Gu Mansion together, and they had to go to the doctor.

I will be free, even if I break my wings.

I will not regret it, even if the people betray their relatives.