Chapter 110: Who Lost the Heart?
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"Later...... I didn't mention that tip again. ā
There was a hint of sadness in the drunken eyes, and he took a deep breath and fell into the memories of the past again.
As the days went on, Ye Xiaoyao didn't ask about the trick again, but Han Diemeng often went out in the middle of the night, and one night, Ye Xiaoyao found that two white-clothed and masked people came to the hut where they were, and Han Diemeng seemed to have some quarrel with them.
A woman in white persuaded in a deep voice: "Xiaomeng, you have to know how much the palace master values you, now there are ten flower saints, only the years you raised have bloomed, the palace master will come to check in the next few days, do you still plan to let this man stay here? If you don't turn him into your puppet, I'm afraid the palace master won't let him go." ā
"Sister, how can that be? He's my Yelang. ā
Han Diemeng's voice was miserable, and he grabbed the woman's shirt and whispered: "Sister, please help me, don't tell the palace master about Yelang, before the palace master comes, I will definitely deal with the matter here." ā
"What do you do?"
Another masked woman said in a cold voice: "He is a member of the Underworld Sect on the Burning Sky Continent, look at his weapon, it is a dementor scythe! They and our Sun and Moon Sect are enemies of life and death, if the palace master discovers his identity, the palace master is afraid that he will kill you in anger." ā
"What then? What then?"
Han Diemeng looked at the two of them with panicked eyes, and one of the women sent an oiled paper bag to Han Diemeng's hand, and said softly: "Plant a puppet worm for him, hide his weapon, don't let the palace master find out his identity, you have raised the flowers of the years, and the next saintess will definitely be you, so that you can still stay until you are old." ā
"I ...... Let me think about it. ā
Han Diemeng hesitated, gently took the oiled paper bag, bit her lip, and didn't say anything more.
And these, Ye Xiaoyao listened to it in his ears, and there was a trace of sadness and anger in his eyes, and he remembered that the women in Miao Jiang were good at using Gu poison, and the usage was ever-changing, once they were in the Gu, they were not much more than the puppet insect effect on their Burning Sky Continent, thinking that his beloved pillow person actually wanted to control him in this way, Ye Xiaoyao felt a sadness in his heart.
Ye Xiaoyao lay on the bed, and when Han Diemeng came back and lay beside him, he didn't have any reaction, Han Diemeng looked at Ye Xiaoyao carefully, and found that Ye Xiaoyao didn't wake up, so he was relieved to sleep.
The moonlight was like water, shining in the hut, and Ye Xiaoyao looked at Han Diemeng's beautiful side face through the moonlight, with a complicated look in his eyes, and after struggling for a long time, his eyes gradually became firm.
Since the relationship has deteriorated, then, cut it off as soon as possible, so that at the very least, you can leave each other a good memory.
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Next.
"Diemeng, I'm leaving tomorrow, do you want to go back to the Burning Sky Continent with me?"
When Ye Xiaoyao and Han Diemeng were eating, Ye Xiaoyao put down his chopsticks, looked at Han Diemeng and suddenly said.
"You're leaving? Why?"
Han Diemeng looked at Ye Yao, and then Dai frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "The flower of time is about to bloom, I have been guarding this flower here for so many years, I can't just leave." ā
Ye Xiaoyao raised his eyes to look at Han Diemeng, and said softly: "Isn't it good to wander the world with me?"
"I don't want to go. ā
Han Diemeng shook his head, then got up and stood up, walked to Ye Xiaoyao's side and poured him a glass of wine, and said softly: "Yelang, you have your life, I can't stop you, but Miaojiang is my hometown, I can't just leave, if you miss me, you can come back to see me in the future." This glass of wine should be my practice for you. ā
Ye Xiaoyao stared at Han Diemeng's hand, he clearly saw a pinch of pink powder fall into the wine glass, disappearing in an instant, Ye Xiaoyao felt a deep sadness.
Ye Xiaoyao took the wine glass, played with it in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Han Diemeng, and said softly: "Diemeng, emotional matters, it's good to get together and disperse, you give me a trick and turn me into a puppet to stay by your side, will you feel happy in this way?"
"Yoro, you ......"
Han Diemeng's eyes widened and looked at Ye Xiaoyao, but the latter put down the wine glass and stood up, looked at the stunned Han Diemeng, and said coldly: "I heard what you said that night, and you want to use Gu magic to control me, Diemeng, the person who got me like this, but my heart is no longer with you." ā
"Let's get together and disperse, between you and me, we should be regarded as passers-by in each other's lives, and we will not see each other in this life. ā
After speaking, Ye Xiaoyao pushed open the door, and was just about to walk out, when he suddenly felt dizzy, he hurriedly lucked, but found that the meridians had become empty, and the original full Yuan Li couldn't even lift half a cent at this time.
"You...... When did you poison me?!"
Ye Xiaoyao came back to his senses suddenly, pulled out the soul scythe behind him, and the huge scythe was on Han Diemeng's neck, his sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, looking at Han Diemeng's pear blossom and rainy face, after all, he still couldn't do it, his eyes were dark, and his body slowly fell to the ground.
"Yoro...... Yoro, do you think I don't know that you are from the Underworld, and you have a purpose to approach me?"
Han Diemeng gently hugged Ye Xiaoyao's head, sat on the ground, stroked his face, and said softly: "You have been here for the years in the morning, aren't you? You are my Yelang, the only man in my life, if you say you want it, why am I reluctant to give it to you? But why don't you say it all the time?"
Han Diemeng took off the brocade bag around his neck, put it in Ye Xiaoyao's arms, looked at Ye Xiaoyao affectionately, and said softly: "Okay, Yelang, you have a good rest, sleep, everything is over, Yelang, goodbye." ā
......
He slept for three days and three nights, and when he woke up, he found himself lying in a cave under a cliff.
He barely stood up and shook his head vigorously, and he gradually remembered what had happened before.
He hurriedly took luck, felt his body, and found that his body was not abnormal, and he felt that there seemed to be something foreign on his chest, and when he took it out, it turned out to be the white bag that Han Diemeng had been wearing around his neck.
He opened the bag and saw that it was a pure white flower, and the stamen inside was a bewitching red.
This is the flower of time!
Ye Yaoyao stared at the flower in the palm of his hand, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he immediately waved his hand to break the rocks blocking the entrance of the cave and flew out, jumped onto the hut where the two of them lived, and was stunned for a moment.