Lilac was thoughtful, and said with a clever smile: "Mo Gongzi, when the master came back from the palace, he brought a lot of dim sum made in the small kitchen of the Queen Mother's palace, all of which are Mo Gongzi's favorite food on weekdays, the master ordered to pick some good ones and send them to Mo Gongzi's room, the dim sum in the palace will not be long in coming, if you don't eat it today, I'm afraid it will be bad tomorrow, then it's a pity." ”

Jing Mo smiled and reached out to pinch Lilac's smooth face, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were all narrow smiles: "Little Lilac, you are really painful." ”

Lilac blushed suddenly, hurriedly dodged Jingmo's hand, and shrank behind Luo Kui, looking at her toes uneasily.

Jing Mo laughed secretly, holding Luo Kui's hand tightly with his backhand, his sword eyebrows were full of affection, and he smiled: "Ah Kui, you really still think about me in your heart." ”

Jingmo's palm was very warm, and Luo Kui's warm hand was slightly sweaty, she was a little weak-hearted, and she didn't dare to look directly at his eyes, so she simply made a shy appearance, and smiled: "I don't care about you, who else can I worry about." ”

Jingmo's heart was warm, and he didn't think much about why today's Luokui was different from usual, he just felt that this kind of Luokui was very much in line with his heart, he was thinking about the imperial dim sum, and calculated that Qu Lian should come back and call her to enjoy it together.

A cold night breeze blew through the long window, and a pair of bright candles on the long black lacquer carved table flickered and elongated, sifting through the shadows of the lonely branches all over the ground.

Su Zi hurriedly got up, held the sheepskin lampshade on the side and shone it on the bright candle, and reached out to close the window, just for this moment, he saw a bright red umbrella trembling slightly in the snow, and Jingmo and Qu Lian stood opposite each other under the umbrella.

The snow on the umbrella flowed, and the two people under the umbrella were set off by the red umbrella and snow, looking at each other and pursing the corners of their lips and smiling, with gentle feelings floating in their eyes, and the affection between the two eyebrows was hazy, as if they were stained with damp moisture.

Su Zideng's face sank, her cold eyes narrowed, and when she looked at it again, Qu Lian's oil-paper umbrella had fallen softly, reflecting a soft and charming blush in the snow, she reached out and combed Li Jingmo's messy hair, the smile in her eyes was deeper, and all kinds of charm rippled out from the bottom of her eyes.

With a "bang", Su Zi closed the window heavily, and said angrily without looking back: "Since you can't ask anything, what should you do with those two girls." ”

Luo Kui blinked his eyes and said suspiciously: "What's wrong with you, you are so angry." ”

Su Zi was stunned for a moment, and he didn't plan to tell Luo Kui what he had just seen, his face was already as usual, he only gritted his teeth, and said, "It's okay, it's just that I don't have a clue about this matter, I'm upset." ”

Luo Kui didn't doubt him, and only said in a deep voice: "Send those two children out of Qingzhou." Also, he ordered people to stare at the Indigo Meng Pavilion, and don't let go of any trouble. ”

Su Zi bowed slightly: "Don't worry, just an indigo Meng Pavilion can't afford to make any big waves." ”

Luo Kui thought for a long time, then raised his head to look at Lilac, and said, "You and Du Heng, keep an eye on the door." She paused slightly, feeling suspicious in her heart, but she had to be suspicious, she thought about it and thought, and commanded softly: "Especially who to watch with Jingmo Qulian."

Dealings. ”

Although Lilac is young, she also understands the danger of these days, and gently bows her head and says, "Oh, the maid will pay attention." ”

The snow that had been falling all day stopped in the middle of the night, and the winter sky was pitch black, with a few distant cold stars, the stars dim, flickering and flickering, like candles that would be extinguished at any moment, crumbling. A full moon hangs between the staggered branches, which is extraordinarily bright, and a trace of sparse scarlet shadow is carved on the moon, a little strange and treacherous.

The empty courtyard was shrouded in the white moonlight, and many half-human-high iron cages were placed on the ground, and the upper part of each cage was tightly covered with a red cloth, revealing only the iron rods close to the ground, glowing with a cold cold light, and each one was carved with a shallow hollow pattern. These iron cages were arranged in a methodical manner throughout the courtyard, and when carefully counted, there were as many as eighty-one.

On the ground, a huge spider web-like formation was spread, and slender spider silk was wrapped around the iron cage, faintly flickering with faint red light, and the entire formation was as quiet as a dead thing, making people feel the existence of this formation at all.

The full moon moved slowly and silently, when the moon was in the sky, under the miserable white moonlight, those red lights seemed to come to life suddenly, and began to flash brightly and darkly, and every time it was brightened, a wisp of imperceptible blood gas escaped from the depths of the spider silk, and as the red light gradually brightened, the bloody gas gradually thickened, and a thin layer of scarlet mist flew over the ground in an instant, enveloping the entire formation and the iron cage above the formation.

Eighty-one bald men sat on the outside of the formation, dressed in the same blood-red robes, and a scarlet ribbon tightly tied around their foreheads, and in the center of the ribbon was inlaid with a thumb-sized bloodstone, carved into the shape of a spider.

As the scarlet mist gradually rose, a low cry suddenly came from the dark corner, and although the sound was extremely low, it pierced through the mist like a golden stone, deafening.

Hearing this low shout, eighty-one bald men pinched their hands one after another, and the bloodstone spiders on the ribbon were bloody, turning into hideous-looking spider phantoms, struggling vividly, and disappeared into the man's body in a flash.

The wind swept the ground, passing fiercely, washing away the gray-white fog in the corner layer by layer, revealing a white-faced scholar sitting cross-legged, only to see his eyebrows frowning, as if exhausted with one hand, the red cloth covered by the iron cages in the formation fell to the ground.

At first glance, the moonlight shimmered, and there was a huge sound in the cage, and under the white moonlight, a pair of bony hands tightly grasped the cold iron rod, as if they were about to break free, but after struggling for a long time, they could only hear the frightened sound of whimpering in the cage, but they never saw a person get out of trouble.

The white-faced scholar clenched his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead burst, his hands changed with great difficulty, and a light containing the power of yin and cold leaped out of his hand, forming a rippling gray bead in mid-air, and quickly fell to the center of the formation.

The huge formation let out a humming sound, and then the spider silk imprinted on the ground slowly meandered along the cage, covering layer by layer, and finally closing each one

The cages are wrapped into a red giant cocoon, and the spider silk on the giant cocoon is clearly visible, some are blood red, some are white, but the white spider silk is mixed in between, and it is not so distinct.

Seeing this scene, the bald men showed a look of struggle, their hands and feet were not so obedient, and some even wanted to get up and leave uncontrollably.

The white-faced scholar raised his eyebrows, pinched his hands, and countless gray rays did not enter the eyebrows of the bald men, and the bald men suddenly looked blank, and raised their hands one after another, constantly flying towards their hearts, and pulled out a blood-colored spider from their fingertips.

As soon as the blood-colored spider saw the giant cocoon, it flew up with its teeth and claws, and only writhed on the giant cocoon for a moment, and then leaned in, and then there was a creaking and biting sound from the cocoon, which sounded like grinding people's eardrums, which was very terrifying.

The white-faced scholar turned his eyes to look at the eighty-one bald men, only to see that their originally plump and robust flesh withered and shrunk in just one breath, turning into a skeleton wrapped in thin flesh, slumped to the ground motionless, only the thin flesh on the chest was still lying together miserably.

The white-faced scholar gritted his teeth resolutely, his hands with a solemn face pinched, and the cold power flew towards the bald men.

Under the white moonlight, blood splashed, and even the moonlight was dyed hideously, but there were no traces of many bald men on the ground, not even a trace of blood, a little flesh, or a dry bone.

Those splashes of blood, as if they were being pulled by something, did not pull into the giant cocoon, originally mixed with a trace of white giant cocoon, then scarlet, together with a slight movement, as if a heart was beating in the cocoon.

After a quiet moment of incense, the giant cocoon exploded into dense cracks, and with a crisp sound, the cocoon shattered piece by piece, and the iron cage wrapped in it was exposed again.

In each cage was a girl with her eyes closed, all of her hair disheveled, untouched, and her skin was glowing with patches of fish-scale red.

The white-faced scholar snorted, a trace of blood escaped from his lips, he didn't care about wiping it, hurriedly staggered up, kept going around along the formation, and after half a ring, his originally happy face gradually dimmed, his eyes were happy and worried, and finally, he stopped at an iron cage in the center of the formation, put his hands on his head, and looked at the girl inside.

The closed door behind him suddenly opened, and a man wearing a golden crown and a black robe walked out of it, seeing the situation in the formation, his eyes lit up with a blazing fire, and as soon as he grasped the iron cage, his eyes were as bright as knives, and he looked at the man in the cage fixedly, and laughed wildly: "It's done, it's done, it's done." ”

The white-faced scholar hurriedly bowed to the black-robed man, his words were happy but implied to be lost: "Master Rong Bing, there was originally a sacrifice of these eighty-one people, and these introductions were made by the sacrifice, but the villain took a closer look, and the yin qi of these introductions has not yet been fully condensed, and it needs to be sacrificed again." ”

The black-robed man looked back, a pair of willow eyes suddenly became a little cold, and he said abruptly: "Yes, it has been sacrificed twelve times, and it will be sacrificed again."

Why, with so many lives, this time, you can be completely sure. ”

The white-faced scholar clenched his fists quietly, nodded firmly, and said: "Master rest assured, the villain is completely sure, he only needs to sacrifice again, and he will definitely be done." ”

The black-robed man's face was pale, he only nodded slightly, and said in a slightly cold voice: "You have paid such a big price, if you don't succeed this time, you should know your fate." ”

The white-faced scholar hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Yes, the villain will do his best." ”

(End of chapter)

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