"Solution...... Break the contract? Yun Lingyan's eyes widened suddenly, biting the date, and looking at Qin Zhezhao blankly.

Ever since she knew that Xiao Mingyi had established a contract with herself with blood, she had never thought that the contract would be terminated one day.

And now, she was told that there was a way to break the contract.

Qin Zhezhao looked at her stunned expression, his expression turned cold, and he snorted coldly: "If you don't want to, forget it." ”

He himself was handsome, with a hint of evil, and his expression was cold at this time, which suddenly made Yun Lingyan shrink for a moment, and hurriedly said, "I want to, I want to know." ”

Qin Zhezhao glanced at her coldly, and said to the outside of the hall: "Go to Qianji Mountain and bring Xiao Mingyi." ”

"Yes, Childe." Outside the door, there was a respectful answer from the secret guard, but no one left.

"Huh?" Qin Zhezhao raised his eyebrows.

After about two breaths, the dark guard's slightly embarrassed voice came: "Childe, my subordinates haven't seen Xiao Mingyi, I don't know what he looks like." ”

Facing such a cute subordinate, Qin Zhezhao raised his hand to support his forehead, exhaled with difficulty, and looked at Fu Shiyu and the others: "Is there a portrait?" ”

Fu Shiyu shook his head.

Dugu Wu and Qin Ming spread out their hands and said no.

Lianchen and Qingluan glanced at each other, shook their heads, and said in unison: "No." ”

Qin Zhezhao was even more powerless: "Then which of you can paint?" ”

His last note fell, and several people looked at Murong Qing in unison.

Murong Qing's forehead jumped, and he spoke: "I'll go get the paper......"

The pen is gone, swallowed.

The secret guard outside the door, his figure flashed, and he appeared with a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Murong Qing pressed his temples and took the pen and paper.

The group in the hall immediately gathered around him.

The best wolf pen landed on the rice paper, making a rustling sound.

With the rustling sound, the expressions of the group became more and more strange.

When Murong Qing's last stroke fell, Dugu Wu leaned on Qingluan's body and laughed wildly.

The corners of Lianchen's mouth twitched: "Aqing, are you sure that if you let him take this painting with him, he can find someone?" ”

The dark guard looked at the rice paper on the table with a helpless expression.

Qin Zhezhao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly twisted his distorted facial features back.

On the drawing paper, a man with tattered clothes and a dirty face made even a beggar ashamed of himself...... Men come to life.

Although it is only a simple outline, it is enough to see the artist's high painting skills.

"Isn't this what Xiao Mingyi looked like was, didn't wash it in the heavy rain, and was thrown next to the cannibal flower by me later?" Yun Lingyan took a closer look, with amazement in her eyes, "I didn't expect Prince Chenxing's painting skills to be so high." ”

It's just like the real thing.

Murong Qing put down the paintbrush, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "I'm sorry, I really can't remember what he looked like when he was clean." ”

It's no wonder that Xiao Mingyi's smell of paste makes him unforgettable, so he only has this image of him in his mind.

The secret guard looked at Murong Qing without tears, and wiped a handful of bitter tears.

It's a test of his business ability.

"Cannibal flowers?" Qin Zhezhao grasped the key point in Yun Lingyan's words, and said in surprise: "What is a man-eating flower?" ”

Hearing his words, Murong Qing took up the pen and painted again.

A moment later, a bewitching and beautiful flower leaped onto the page.

He picked up the rice paper, blew it, and handed it to the dark guard: "Find this flower, next to it is Xiao Mingyi, be careful, this flower can eat people." ”

The dark guard looked at the flowers on the painting and seriously doubted his worldview: "Flowers can still eat people?" ”

Is this a flower that has become a essence, or a person has become nourishment?

Qin Zhezhao, Su Yueqing, and Zhou Haisheng were also a little confused.

A thousand years later, has Shikoku developed to such a powerful point?

Can even flowers eat people?

Yun Lingyan shook her legs, looked at the three of them with her chin up, and stuffed a date into her mouth: "I haven't seen it, my sister will give you popular science, the man-eating flower is unique to Qianji Mountain, and there is only one plant, which grows bigger than a tree, and it is not unusual to eat a person." ”

"Well, it's not uncommon for cannibals to eat people, and it's not uncommon to terminate the contract between you and Xiao Mingyi, since that's the case, don't cancel it." Qin Zhezhao glanced at her villainous appearance, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said lightly.

Yun Lingyan's eyes widened suddenly, stretched out her fingers, and pointed at him tremblingly: "A gentleman's words, the horse is difficult to chase!" ”

Qin Zhezhao put down the teacup and glanced at her coldly: "When did I say that I am a gentleman?" ”

"You!" Yun Lingyan was angry for a moment, glared at Qin Zhezhao angrily, took a bite of the date in his hand, and muttered to himself: "Good women don't fight with men!" ”

The ferocious force was as if she was biting Qin Zhezhao.

Qin Zhezhao watched her movements, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and then lowered his head to sip tea, so as to remove the curvature of the corners of his mouth, and snorted coldly at the dark guard: "Don't go yet?" ”

The dark guard was a spirit, came back to his senses, took the drawing paper and disappeared immediately, to find the flower that eats people and Xiao Mingyi, who is covered in.

Fu Shiyu pestled his chin, and when he saw Yun Lingyan eating deflated, he happily reached out and snatched the jujube plate from her hand, "Eating people has a short mouth, and taking people is soft, you eat the dates that others buy, and you dare to confront others, you don't know what you can do." ”

"It's really self-sufficient." Yun Lingxi's faint voice came from outside the hall.

Yun Ling lay on the table like a frosted eggplant.

"What other power does the forbidden domain have besides Gu?" Walking to the table and sitting down, Yun Lingxi looked at Qin Zhezhao and went straight to the point.

Qin Zhezhao put down the teacup and spit out three words with a solemn expression: "Soul Technique." ”

When Yun Lingxi heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Witch Gu technique, this forbidden domain is all together." ”

Spiritualism is an evil art among witchcraft.

It can capture people's souls and make people stupid, and it can also control people's hearts and souls for their use.

"The people of the forbidden realm, thousands of years ago, brutalized the people, killed the people with Gu worms, drove the people to eat children and daughters with dementorship, and the creatures in the world were ruthlessly poisoned."

"All the people who are controlled by them with soul magic or Gu worms have become the power to do evil in their hands, knowing no pain and no fatigue, killing their kindred."

As Qin Zhezhao's voice fell, there was silence in the flower hall.

Everyone in the hall, because of the sound of the rain and wind, no one noticed.

Outside the hall, a lonely figure stood firmly in the corridor with medicinal juice, as if it had been subjected to soul fixing magic.

I don't know how long it took, the hem of his clothes was wet with rain, and his black hair was dyed, and strands of it stuck to his cheeks.

"Childe, do you want to stay?" Gu Mianbai looked at Yin Xue distressedly, and raised his hand to take the medicinal juice in his hand.

Yinxue closed her eyes, and water droplets slipped from her face, unable to tell whether it was rain or tears.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of bitterness: "I will find a way to repay the sins created by my ancestors." ”

Gu Mianbai shook his head, his eyes were red: "No, Childe, these things have nothing to do with you, you don't need to pay them back!" We go far, the world is big, there is always a place for us. ”

"Where they are, that's my home." Yin Xue took a deep look at the flower hall and turned to leave.

The thin figure, in the rain curtain, slowly disappeared.