Chapter Twenty-Eight: The So-Called Reunion
The Four Gods Society, the Green Dragon Branch, in the empty hall.
Luo Jiuqiu sat alone in the high position in the hall, leaning on the backrest, and playing with the phoenix crown with his fingertips.
Below, her senior brother Qingjue had an ugly face, his eyes were gloomy, and he was very fierce, and he said word by word: "I didn't hear what Fang Cai said, you say it again." ”
The black-robed old man kneeling beside him trembled, covered his face with cold sweat, forced by his might, he couldn't straighten his waist, and he wanted to faint to death but couldn't, so he had to grit his teeth and repeat it again.
"Miss Luo's spiritual power is exhausted, her qi is chaotic, and vomiting blood is to drain siltation, which is good for the body. But...... However, the fetus in her womb seemed to be alive and dead, and the situation was not good. ”
Luo Jiuqiu stroked his stomach with one hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched mockingly.
She didn't expect that she would faint as soon as she came out of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range, and her good senior brother naturally wanted to be checked by the healer.
Qing Jue closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were deep, and she didn't look at Luo Jiuqiu but asked her: "The fetus in your womb is Yunfu?" ”
Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows, turned the phoenix crown, and said casually: "How is it possible?" Yunfu and I are innocent, and we have been reunited for less than a month. ”
The black-robed old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, secretly glanced at Luo Jiuqiu, who was fearless, and then at Qingjue, who had an ugly face, considered the choice of words, and said cautiously: "Miss Luo is almost three months pregnant. ”
The time is not right, so this kid shouldn't be the Nine Kills Sword Venerable, right?
The black-robed old man quietly guessed, but he didn't dare to show the slightest curiosity.
No matter who this kid is, it won't be his family's Qingjue's after all.
Over the years, Qingjue has been clean and self-conscious, never has a concubine and a beautiful family, and is even more clean, and whenever a woman is close to a distance of three feet, she will be beaten away. Many people speculate that he has a white moonlight in his heart.
As for who this Bai Yueguang is, from the Qinglong God Envoy's front foot just ordered that anyone with the surname "Luo" be killed, to the back foot Qing Jue ordered that no one was allowed to preface the word "Luo Jiuqiu" in front of him Any rumors, some people have long guessed that Qing Jue likes his former junior sister Luo Jiuqiu.
It's a pity that the people of Iraq have passed away, and the living people don't even dare to listen.
This time, when he heard about Yunfu's wedding, he unexpectedly learned that Luo Jiuqiu had come back to life, and Qingjue immediately took people to the door to rob his relatives with great fanfare.
It's a pity that Bai Yueguang came back alive, but she was pregnant with someone else's child.
The people who were waiting in the hall did not dare to come out of the atmosphere, nor did they dare to raise their heads.
Only Luo Jiuqiu didn't seem to be able to see the horror of the former senior brother's eyes, and his tone did not fluctuate, as if he said casually: "Ah, I remembered." When I first crawled out of the grave, I seemed to meet a few believers of the Four Gods, and I couldn't beat them, so I ......"
Luo Jiuqiu's unfinished words made people dare not think about it.
"Click!"
Qing Jue crushed the armrest, stood up from the chair on the ground, and ordered the henchman waiting next to him: "Check." In a quarter of an hour, I have to see people, otherwise, you don't have to come back. ”
The henchman's body trembled, hurriedly bowed his head, quickly bowed back, and went out of the temple gate, and began to investigate.
Luo Jiuqiu's grave was dug up by Qing Jue and buried it with his own hands, but he didn't dare to go once.
As his confidant, he often goes to clean the tomb, so he naturally knows where the tomb is.
It just so happened that there were not many black-robed believers of the Four Gods Society who had been to the tomb for three thousand miles in the past three months.
Soon, it was found. It just so happened that this group of people who had been to the neighborhood were from the Qinglong Branch.
Several people were led into the main hall tremblingly, and as soon as they entered the main hall, they knelt down.
Qingjue has a face as warm as jade, but his eyes have always been yin and ruined the beauty, and he is even more ruthless, cloudy and uncertain, and has always been extremely powerful.
Luo Jiuqiu threw the phoenix crown, clapped his hands and said, "These people look a little familiar." ”
The few people who were kneeling raised their heads when they heard the words and looked up at the sound of talking.
Looking at that somewhat familiar face, several people's pupils widened, and they opened their mouths and wanted to shout: Why are you here?
These black-robed believers were the ones who met Luo Jiuqiu in Baiyun City at the beginning.
Qing Jue saw that the expressions of these people changed greatly, and thought that Luo Jiuqiu was really bullied by these people.
The killing intent was churning, Qing Jue dodged, lifted the neck of one of them, twisted it hard, and directly twisted it, and even raised his hand to suck it up, pulling out the human soul, and crushing it in the blink of an eye.
The remaining few people trembled, didn't understand why Qing Jue was angry, got up to run, but Qing Jue wiped his neck one by one, pulled out his soul, and tortured him.
Luo Jiuqiu looked at those people lightly, and sarcasm flashed in his eyes.
Murderers are always killed.
These people killed people and seized treasures in Baiyun City, talking and laughing and destroying people's lives, I don't know if they would have thought that they would be scattered without even a word of argument today.
"Huh."
Luo Jiuqiu chuckled lightly and suddenly said, "Senior brother, I seem to have misremembered, I met them in Baiyun City. I'm a child in my womb, so I guess it has nothing to do with them. ”
After speaking, Luo Jiuqiu said again: "It's a pity that a few heroes and heroes, the Four Gods Society has lost several talents for no reason, Senior Brother won't blame me, right?" ”
The black-robed old man who was kneeling on the ground and hadn't gotten up yet trembled, and with the last bit of benevolence of the healer, he glanced at Luo Jiuqiu lovingly and vaguely. He felt that if he played Lord Qingjue like this, this Luo girl would die.
But he didn't want to, Qing Jue smiled slightly, regained his warm expression like spring breeze and rain, and only said, "It's okay." ”
Qing Jue thinks that this former junior sister who knows him, even if she is bored and loves to play, but she will never be untargeted, and she has just said that it will not be as simple as a joke.
Sure enough, I heard Luo Jiuqiu say: "Senior brother seems to be different from the past, if it was six hundred years ago, senior brother never killed innocents indiscriminately, no matter whether the other party was an evil crooked way or a monster and evil ghost, he would always preach and guide first." Now, it's killing ruthlessly. ”
Qing Jue shook his head slightly, took the handkerchief handed by his henchman and slowly wiped his hands, and responded: "Senior Sister Xu has never really understood me. ”
Luo Jiuqiu coughed, the corners of his mouth were red, and he pulled his mouth to reveal his blood-stained teeth, and asked, "Yes." I don't know when my senior brother became a member of the Four Gods, his status is not low, and Yunfu can escape with a hundred moves, which really surprises me. None of that matters, though. Importantly, weren't you long overdue for your death? ”
The secret method of moon worship that can bring people back to life has only been passed down to successive sect masters, and not necessarily everyone can cultivate it.
Luo Jiuqiu didn't cultivate when he was alive six hundred years ago, but when he died, it was a coincidence, because the fetus in his womb got a glimmer of life. She didn't believe in Qingjue, and she was resurrected from death because of the secret method of moon worship.
Perhaps, she was the only one who died from beginning to end. Her good brother probably never died.
Hatred, anger, disappointment, sadness, all kinds of things are intertwined in Luo Jiuqiu's heart.
The Moon Worship Sect is extinguished, Venerable Ling Xiao is dead, who is not dead? Except for Yonghuai, who happened to avoid blessings in disguise, probably only traitors went undercover.
"After a long absence, don't you have anything to say to me?" The red light in Luo Jiuqiu's eyes flashed, and he was smiling on his face, but his eyes were cold.