Mistress, I Was Wrong Chapter 329: Uncover the bottom

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Little bean sprouts are stationed next to his own clan tree, Xiaopangzhi is unwilling to leave, and wants to stay beside. But before, Xiaopangzhi showed his hand, the flames all over the floor shocked the Ghost Face Tree family, so when he reappeared, he was expelled from a place ten meters away.

When Dongfang Minghui went to see, she was confronted with a group of tree vines. She was a little bit dumbfounded. After greeted the Guimianshu clan, Xiao Pangzhi was allowed to move to a place three meters away from the small bean sprouts. In this way, there are thick vine branches between the two, which are intertwined and scattered, like a mess.

"Never use fire to attack, otherwise you will be attacked by them."

"Good."

After making sure that the small bean sprouts are safe and sound, she returned to the place where Seventh Sisters and the others trained. A large piece of land was eroded by the air of death and there was no residue left. The ground was scorched. The air of death seemed to have penetrated into the soil little by little. In the long run, the trees in Qianjiahoushan will be completely eroded.

She even heard many conscious trees wailing and screaming. She hesitated and stepped forward to comfort her a little.

"Seven sisters."

"Huh?"

"I want to go to the place where death species broke out before."

Under the leadership of Qian Wanyu, Dongfang Minghui saw the Shura Field of Qianjiahou Mountain, the Shura Field of Plants, and many centuries-old trees all withered at the moment of the explosion of death, and part of the tree still remains. The wreckage was there, and it was wiped out with a touch of it.

It can be seen that at the moment of the disaster, they have no chance to escape from the roots. The big tree is next to the small tree and the vines are intertwined, seemingly wanting to give the last protection.

The death air in the soil has not yet dissipated. She stepped in, and her feet were contaminated by a small amount of death air. Those things that wanted to climb up, even if they were a handful, It also contains a terrible erosion instinct.

Qian Wanyu slapped her hand, and the breath of death rushed into her body along the palm of her hand, and disappeared, "Jiumei, this place is not suitable for you."

Dongfang Minghui also knew that she shouldn’t care about these trivial matters, but after witnessing the foundation of Qianjia, she didn’t want Qianjiahoushan to be ruined, "Seventh Sister, if this goes on for a long time, Qianjiahoushan will become another one. Death Valley."

The ground is full of bones, and the breath of death spreads all over the back mountain.

Dongfang Minghui walked step by step to the center of the explosion of death species. The death air under her feet was constantly swallowed by Qian Wanyu. It just stuck and disappeared quickly, with a hot and cold heart. From the sole of the foot straight to her brain.

Qian Wanyu is naturally aware of this fact, but in fact she can't interfere with anything. She is a dark spiritualist. How can this back mountain return to its former grand occasion?

"What are you going to do!"

"Seven sisters, my blood has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. It can revive the plants. I heard their painful pleading, please allow me to do something for them." The fingertip knife in Dongfang Minghui's hand stroked his heart. , Her hand clenched into a fist, and the blood followed her fist with one drop, two drops, three drops...dropped in the scorched dirt under her feet, and quickly gathered into a small circle, and the blood permeated the dirt little by little .

Qian Wanyu frowned tightly. Every time she saw the other person bleeding, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness. Looking at the small pool of blood under her feet, she grabbed the opponent's wrist and said, "Enough. "

Dongfang Minghui raised his face. He smiled and said, "Sister Seven, you have to find a way to make me more supplements."

What to make up? Naturally it is blood.

Qian Wanyu pulled an old man’s face, and her whole body exuded the aura that no strangers should enter. When she came back, she pulled the dark spiritualists to continue training. Everyone looked at each other and didn’t dare to say anything, Mu Sheng He sneaked over and asked, "Minghui, where did you go?"

Dongfang Minghui laughed, revealing two rows of white teeth, "Secret."

Mu Sheng: "..." I always feel that Minghui is becoming more and more like Sister Wanyu.

"Are you interested in following me one day today?" Xuanzhu, who had been trying to reduce her presence, suddenly inserted a sentence. Her hood turned to Dongfang Minghui. Although she didn't show her face, everyone knew it. Said to Dongfang Minghui.

"Sure."

Dongfang Minghui actually doesn't like Xuanzhu's hobby of collecting skeletons. The skeleton represents death and darkness. It is contrary to the path of her practice. She may be even more cranky when she sees it. However, she felt that Xuan Zhu wanted to find someone to accompany her.

As soon as Situ Hao stood up, Bai Rou stepped on her foot severely, and almost hugged her leg in pain and wailed. By the time he reacted, Dongfang Minghui and Xuanzhu had already left.

"Xiaorou, why are you stepping on me, it hurts."

"Pain is the only way to remember." Bai Rou snorted softly, turned her head to carry a big knife, and took the initiative to approach Qian Wanyu's side, "I have always wanted to compete with you. Day, just today."

Bai Rou has always been decisive and simply.

One of the reasons why Qian Wanyu appreciates her is partly because of her character, she doesn’t procrastinate, "Okay."

Situ Hao has no time to take care of Dongfang Minghui's affairs. He heard that his wife was going to challenge Qian Wanyu, and he was so scared that he didn't care about anything, "Xiaorou, you--"

Bai Rou pushed him straight away, "Women speak, men don't interrupt."

Situ Hao, Mu Sheng, Li En and others who were lying on their spears inexplicably covered their mouths, just watch, don't interfere.

***

Dongfang Minghui had seen a scene of a white bone pinching before, so she could look at what Xuanzhu would do next with a normal mind. After watching it a few times, she couldn’t help asking, “Why? Do I have to give them a drop of blood every time?"

Xuan Zhu remembered what Qian Wanyu had said before mocking her, and then said, "It's like your spiritual masters accepting pets and signing a contract. I can be considered as such, but you have restrictions. There is only one contract partner, but I can There are many."

Dongfang Minghui nodded lightly, but was not envious at all. Although there can only be one contract partner, she is still alive and kicking. These little friends of Xuan Zhu are rather strange, unable to speak, unable to communicate, and they may be blown to the head at any time.

Partners are good, not many.

"When I refine the king-level undead, I will not be easily broken my head."

"..."

"So, Junior Sister, I want you to do me a favor."

Sure enough, waiting for her here.

Dongfang Minghui didn't know, so, "What do you need me to do?"

"To refine the king-level undead, I need many kinds of spiritual plants, you can help me find them." Although Xuanzhu is a pharmacist, she only inherited the doctoral hand of Priest Larkin, she collected Most of her spirit plants are already dried in the sun, the medicinal properties in the spirit plants have been greatly reduced, and the death rate of the spirit plants she planted is very high, which somewhat makes her feel a little restrained when doing a lot of things.

"It turned out to be like this."

"Hmm."

"I need to discuss this matter with Seventh Sister." There must be a lot of medicine for refining king-level undead. Although Dongfang Minghui has channels to collect a lot of spiritual plants, what Xuanzhu said should be all It's Mo Zhi.

"It's up to you."

For the next day, Dongfang Minghui saw Xuanzhu tirelessly letting the empty skeletons kill each other, and one was left. So repeatedly, when she reached the tenth place, she simply sat on a big tree branch and watched.

It was all good at first, but when the bones began to pinch and fight each other, suddenly an empty skeleton flew towards the profound bead, and the five sharp claws seemed to attack the profound bead, sitting Dongfang Minghui, who was on the branch of the tree, almost fell in fright, "Damn, Xuanzhu, hide."

Xuanzhu leaned back and avoided smoothly.

But the white skeleton still doesn't seem to give up. After a single blow fails, it will have to strike again.

"Little Se, this empty skeleton should be fine."

"Hmm."

The little colored vines swished over, confined their hands and ankles to the empty skeleton behind their backs, and even tied one to their head. After the white skeleton struggled a bit, I won't move.

Dongfang Minghui jumped down from the tree and walked over and said, "Xuanzhu, are you all right?"

Xuanzhu shook her head, focusing all her attention on the empty skeleton in front of her. She looked carefully, "Very well, finally found a conscious one."

Dongfang Minghui feels that this white bone is more special than the other stiff bones. It also knows that the thieves must be captured first. "It seems to be a bit smart."

Xuanzhu patted the skeleton's hand lightly, and a drop of blood was imprinted on the skeleton's body, and soon submerged. After that, Xuan Zhu patted other parts of it again, and every time he patted it, there was a drop of blood, a total of five drops of blood, and the last time it sank into the frontal bone of the skeleton.

"What is this?"

"This can be refined into a thousand king-level undead, with great potential."

"From now on, do you have to select the king class you need every time?" Dongfang Minghui thought that the scene just now was also thrilling. If Xuanzhu is unprepared, or encounters a stronger skeleton , This is using his own life to refine the king-level undead.

"Of course."

"Xuanzhu."

Xuanzhu raised her head and glanced at her, "What?"

Dongfang Minghui shook his head lightly, and felt guilty for a moment when he speculated on the other person with a villain’s heart. “From now on, you’d better have someone guarding your side. You’re a crispy pharmacist. Dangerous."

Xuanzhu muttered to the white bone, and grumbled for a while, "You can let your spirit pet go."

Xiao Se roared in the sea of ​​soul, "I am not a spiritual pet!"

Dongfang Minghui didn't feel relieved, and only after repeated confirmation, did Xiao Se relax.

The skeleton that was still fighting hard just now has become a motionless skeleton, moving with Xuanzhu's instructions, and they just led it back all the way.

After returning, Dongfang Minghui reported Xuanzhu's affairs to Qian Wanyu, "Seventh sister, Xuanzhu--"

Qian Wanyu saw her hesitating and worried, she could guess what the other party wanted to say, she glanced at the empty skeletons behind Xuanzhu, "She wants revenge right now, it might be a good thing, I always It is wrong to think that she will follow the priest Larkin, but it seems that it is not always true now."

"I think Priest Larkin treats her badly." Dongfang Minghui felt that Xuanzhu had changed too much, and she was completely different from the innocent and innocent princess in the impression, because this change kept her on guard, she was afraid of Xuanzhu. Bead defiance.

That is absolutely fatal to Seventh Sister.

"Things can't just look at the surface." With the help of the priest Larkin handing this skill of refining the undead to Xuanzhu, I am afraid that she really treated her.

"Maybe."

"You take Caiqing to the Yuntian Pavilion or the mercenary group to see, maybe you can help Xuanzhu get the magic plant she needs as soon as possible."

"Hmm."

Before Dongfang Minghui left, she looked at Qian Wanyu strangely, and looked at the other side's face inexplicably.

Qian Wanyu smiled ambiguously, and whispered, "Look again, don't leave."

"..."

Dongfang Minghui was scared away by Qijie's shameless state, and when she went out a long way, she felt, well, Qijie seems to have grown a lot taller, "I forgot to ask Xiaobaituan how is it! Really."

Xiao Se smoked her for a while, "Let’s get some magic plants. If you don’t give me ghost noodles, you should always let me find some magic plants to improve my cultivation."

Dongfang Minghui: "..." I want to kill each other again.

***

With Caiqing, she went to Yuntian Pavilion first, and after purchasing some magic plants, she ran to the mercenary group in person. The mercenary group union was a little quieter than the previous time they came. a lot of. The only thing that didn't change was that as soon as she entered the door, the aura mixed with many smells hit her face, and she even smelled a sweat.

On the bulletin board of the mercenary group union, the missions they have released in the past few months are still hanging high on it, so far no other missions have surpassed them.

"Are the two girls here to post the mission or—"

"Posting the task."

The task released by Dongfang Minghui has a very high degree of difficulty. The people of the mercenary group need to pass through the dark forest to reach the domain of the magic sea to find the magic plants she said. The magic plants grow on the boundary of death. If you want to pick the magic plants, you need to deal with death.

Although the members of the mercenary group are walking on the boundary of death, it does not mean that they are not afraid of death.

So, Dongfang Minghui felt like a pill when she heard Xiao Se muttering and comprehending Mohai. Sure enough, after she told her request to the people on the special station, she heard a gasp and used the Bingunion Hall. There was a brief silence inside.

"Can't it?"

"The difficulty factor of the task needs to be evaluated. If the difficulty factor is very high, I am afraid the reward will be doubled."

Dongfang Minghui remembered the indifferent attitude of Seven Sisters before, and was proud of it now, "comment."

If you can help Xuanzhu to refine king-level undead, at least there is a level of certainty when facing the death spiritualist, life is gone, and these spirit stones are useless no matter how many. She stayed for a while in the mercenary union.

Soon, the person posted the evaluation difficulty factor.

Dongfang Minghui saw the two Ss without any surprise. When the salary was raised to the same amount as the previous one, um, an additional number was added to it. After she finished writing, she also found it funny.

"No, it's another double S-level mission."

"The last time they went to do that task enthusiastically, nine teams went, and now only four teams are back, and it is said that one team that came back didn't know what was going crazy. "

"Forget it."

Dongfang Minghui listened to gossip, and then walked out slowly, Caiqing saw her preoccupied and worried about Mozhi, "Nine girls, don’t worry, just give The pay is high, and someone will complete the task."

There is a well-known saying in this world, which is called-Money can make ghosts intimidate.

Dongfang Minghui sighed. She thought it would be difficult to do the previous task with the tears of the shark tribe. After all, the shark tribe's interior is being rectified, and it may not be possible to see human beings be merciful. But she didn't expect that this group of mercenaries would encounter such a big block.

Nine teams went, and currently only four teams are back. The loss and casualties are too high. If the remaining five teams are still alive, it would be better. Ruodu——

Seeing that the time of five months is about to come, the tears of the shark tribe have not yet settled, and Dongfang Minghui can't help but start to worry.

"I hope so."

"Jiejiejie——"

Suddenly Dongfang Minghui heard such a sound that is neither overcast nor overwhelming, and her hairs were erected, beware of a Meng Ruoyu, how could she forget another perverted Molu, she quickly grabbed Caiqing and moved forward run.

"Nine girls."

"Hurry up."

Cai Qing shook Dongfang Minghui's hand, "The Nine Girls are going first."

Mo Lu was standing not far in front, watching them in a dark test, "Run."

Dongfang Minghui can’t bet that Mo’s pervert will kill Caiqing, and she’s escaped once, and she won’t be able to go out next time. Thinking of this level, she just didn’t leave. "Moh, Why trouble me as a junior?"

"The little girl promised my blood sacrifice formation but has not yet fulfilled it. I can only use you to sacrifice my blood formation."

"It's really abnormal." Dongfang Minghui said in the sea of ​​soul, "Ding Ding and Xiao Guang are not by my side, there is no way to ask for help."

"I'm afraid I've misunderstood Master Mo. Seventh Sister has been busy with Lord Mo's affairs recently. How can it be called not fulfilled? What's more, the time limit agreed upon with Lord Mo has not yet arrived. Lord Mo should wait patiently." Dongfang Minghui said with a smile, and gestured to Caiqing behind him,'Go fast'.

"She was caught." Xiao Se reluctantly announced in the sea of ​​soul, "Now there are two ways for you to choose, one is to run immediately, regardless of the other. The other is--"

"Uh--"

When Dongfang Minghui turned around, he saw an unusually familiar person, and his heart was half cold. Wenren Liangzhi, who was holding Mo Ce's face, was smiling and holding his sword on Caiqing’s neck. Negatively said to her, "Long time no see."

They really haven't seen each other for a long time.

Farewell to Dragon Valley, Dongfang Minghui thought that he would never see this person again in this life, but now this lingering person is here again. The corners of her mouth twitched, "Let her go, I will follow you."

……

Mo Lu laughed jerky for a while, then **** ho, that kind of laughter seemed to come from under the ground, and the people who listened to it were creepy.

Dongfang Minghui glanced at Mo Lu, then at Wen Ren's conscience, wondering how these two people would hook up together, she walked in the middle, and if she wanted to escape, she would be arrested. "Mo Ye , Meng Ruoyu is too dead to die, where do you want to take me?"

"Blood Sacrifice."

"Dreaming!"

There is no need for her to try again. The results spoken by Mo Lu and Wen Ren Liangzhi have confirmed that their relationship is very unreliable.

Molu heard the retort and turned his head very unhappy to look at Wen Ren Liangzhi.

Dongfang Minghui looked forward to the two people fighting like this so that she would have a chance to escape.

As a result, Molu suddenly smiled, and then stretched out his hand like lightning, putting five fingers on her shoulder.

Wen Ren Liangzhi's hand also hit Dongfang Minghui at the same time.

Dongfang Minghui felt the whole person vacated for a while, and then recovered. She has been taken out of five meters by Mo Lu, standing on a certain roof condescendingly watching Wen Ren Liangzhi, "Boy, dare to play tricks with me."

Wen Ren Liangzhi couldn't make a single blow, and he didn't get annoyed. He said, "Nine girls, do you remember Dongfang Family?"

Dongfang Minghui is discussing with his friends in the sea of ​​soul whether it is safer to fall into the hands of the perverted Mo Lu, or to fall into the hands of the dead spiritist Wen Ren Liangzhi, the answer is—

"What!"

Mo Lu gave a soft tut, and took Dongfang Minghui away without saying a word, and finally they stopped in a particularly gloomy place on the outskirts of Mengdu City.

Dongfang Minghui first smelled a foul smell, which she is no stranger to. However, this place is in line with Mo's abnormal aesthetic style. After all, the other party has always been evil, "Moh, what is this place?"

"Guess?"

Don't make trouble, guess what else, she suspects that what Molu said just now was not a joke at all. Dongfang Minghui walked a few steps and found a piece of corroded white bone without accident. The other section of the white bone had traces of being eaten away. Moving forward, he saw a large pile of corpses, piled like a mountain.

Fortunately, she is also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. Seeing these, she still doesn't change her face, but she feels that the smell is a little unbearable.

"Don't come closer." Xiao Se reminded, "These should be the people who were contaminated with death before in Dream City."

"No." Dongfang Minghui always thought that those corpses had been disposed of, but they were randomly discarded in the wilderness. This would allow the death air to settle in the mud and destroy the area. Land, don't talk about growing grass when the time comes, maybe nothing will grow.

Molo grumbled, "Why don't you call?"

Dongfang Minghu's brain circuit made a big turn and understood what the pervert wanted to do. He immediately pretended to be scared and screamed, "Ah, it's terrible~"

Molu: "..."

Xiao Se and Zhu Xiancao laughed in the soul sea and almost drew them.

Dongfang Minghui said in a serious manner after the call, "Mo Ye, sincerely make a suggestion that this place is not suitable for refining blood sacrifice formation."

The implication, don't sacrifice her to blood.

Mo Lu directly stretched out his hand to pick up the corpses, selected several of them and placed them in front of her, and laughed a few times.

Dongfang Minghui saw Mo's perverted method with his own eyes, and said in the soul sea, "I'm blinded by my vision. This pervert must want to kill the chicken and the monkey, and want me to beg for mercy."

Soon, it was pitch black before her eyes.

Dongfang Minghui blinked, staring at the front blankly, following Xiao Se's guidance, wherever he looked, his eyes would look towards.

"The abnormality is here, holding something in your hand."

"Hmm."

She can even smell the smell of blood and rancidity. Mo metamorphosis is metamorphosis. She specializes in doing things that others can't accept. In the past, she might be able to get a forensic doctor to do something, and her skills are simply superb. , "The smell is too strong, is it possible that Lord Mo wants to use it for barbecue?"

Eat?

Mo Lu looked at the disgusting Bala thing in his hand, not disgusting to others, but disgusting to himself, and immediately lost the thing, "Tsk, little baby has the courage."

Dongfang Minghui shivered, both true and false, "Moh, I am actually very afraid."

With the help of Xiao Se and Zhu Xiancao, she quickly gained the upper hand on the path of Mo Lu's disgusting people. Anyway, if something went wrong, she would block her vision, or her sense of smell would be fine. After the other party stopped, she looked at Mo Luxuan's place and said curiously, "Last time Mo Ye said that he owed Meng Ruoyu a favor, but he wanted to kill you. Could it be that this favor is more important than life?" /

"Heh--"

"Why, Lord Mo intends to bring this matter into the coffin."

"Baby, you are too curious." Mo Lu said meaningfully, his eyes narrowed, still a bit sharp.

"There is no way to be curious, after all, I am one of the victims. Meng Ruoyu wants to arrest me. Although he is dead, isn't the Meng family still there?" Dongfang Minghui felt that Wenren Liangzhi appeared this time. Such a coincidence is a bit strange.

She said to her friends in the sea of ​​soul, "I suspect that Mengjia can't wait for my reply for a long time, so Wen Ren Liangzhi came forward to threaten me and force me to make a decision."

Xiao Er slapped the pig fairy grass with vines, "It's not like it."

Zhu Xiancao held different opinions, "Don't forget the brocade box sent by the Dream Prophet."

When Dongfang Minghui thought of the brocade box, he was even more worried. Meng’s house could not be clean, so the other party must be related to the group of death spiritualists. "Just now Wenren’s Liangzhi reminded me of Dongfang’s family. What?"

The Dongfang family has long ceased to exist. Even if there is anything, the original cousin has already given her the most important things.

She racked her brains and thought of only one person in the end.

"Second Madam."

"Ah, my mother."

Mo Lu was taken aback when she saw her, her expression was vivid, and she suddenly changed her attention, "It’s okay to tell you. Back then, the ancestors of the Dream family mentioned our Mo family in my great-grandfather’s generation and taught us Mo Family is a kind of cultivation method, although the exercise method is a bit evil, but the Mo family was at the end of the road, and always remember the kindness of Meng Ruoyu, little girl, although Meng Ruoyu is dead, but I owe the love to Meng family. I will use you to pay it back."

Dongfang Minghui: "..."

"Why did you kidnap me here?" It's better to send it directly to Meng's family, or it's better that she keeps guessing here, because she also has an account to be settled with Meng's family.

"I am happy."

Molo has been playing cards unreasonably.

Dongfang Minghui couldn’t help but began to think deeply. Meng’s “prophet” was originally a pretense, and the other party’s suggestion of Mo’s is probably not a good way. No wonder Mo’s has become this kind of person. , The appearance of ghosts and no ghosts, and almost cut off offspring.

Whether this is hatred or favor, I am afraid only the prophet Mengjia knows.

"Moh, why don't we make a deal."

"Huh?"

****

Mengjia Mansion.

When Dongfang Minghui stood outside the door of Meng's house, the door opened, and a man dressed like a small servant said respectfully, "The nine girls are coming here, there is a long way to go, it is a sin, please. "

"Pretend to be a **** and play a ghost." She murmured and strode into the dream family mansion. "I knew this before, and I should use this golden finger to do some business."

For example, get a Rose Tower that is more powerful than Qi Jie, collect information on the entire Seven Colors Continent, and act as an all-for-nothing **** for everyone to worship. She felt exciting just by imagination.

After hearing this, Xiao Se couldn't help but sneered, "Stop dreaming."

The young man led the way. Dongfang Minghui took a serious look at the plants that Mengjia had planted on both sides of the road this time, and found that many of the spiritual plants were wise and talked with each other, but they were not in a good state of mind. Okay, a little sluggish, and the voice is soft and soft, and if you don't listen carefully, you won't notice their existence.

"Small color."

"Look at me."

The little colored vines moved out of Dongfang Minghui's back without any sound, and immediately slipped into the bushes.

The little boy in front didn’t feel it at all, and took her to the house where the Prophet Dream used to receive guests. The house surrounded by green vines, and there were flower gardens and spiritual planting gardens next to it. A place with a warm style.

The surrounding grass has become cratered, and some of them are even bald, as if they have been treated inhumanly.

The overall feeling is completely destroyed.

"Here, Miss Nine, the Prophet is waiting for you inside."

"Good."

Pushing open the door, the vines on the roof seem to be alive, the vine branches interspersed back and forth, as if expressing something. Dongfang Minghui didn't take it seriously. When she came for the first time, these vines were all cleverly lying on the top of the house. Occasionally, a few green vines fell down, which also appeared very natural.

The dream prophet continued to soak the hot tea, pouring the tea and pouring water gracefully. This series of movements is very skillful, but the body is not strong, and occasionally coughs twice, which looks like a disease Fishing, and it's like the kind of chronic illness.

Dongfang Minghui was in a trance, and the prospect before him overlapped a few years ago, "The prophet is so elegant."

"Nine girls, sit down."

"The Prophet's body seems to be weaker than in previous years. The Prophet is so wise and has discovered many secrets that are not known. Has he ever considered good or bad for himself?"

The Prophet of Dreams shook his hand holding the cup, and smiled calmly, "Forget it, I won't live for thirty."

Dongfang Minghui sighed a little regretfully, "I heard that all the prophets of the Thousand Family were condemned by the heavens for peeping on the secret. I don't know if this matter is true or false."

As soon as he heard the word ‘Heaven’s Scourge’, the prophet Meng slapped his teacup on the table, "Where did the nine girls hear it?"

"The prophet is not angry. I like gossip. Many of them come from listening to gossip. But there is another gossip that is even more bizarre. I don't know if the prophet has heard of it." Dongfang Minghui smiled and looked at the dream prophet.

The Dream Prophet frowned.

Dongfang Minghui continued regardless, as if not seeing the other person’s pale face, “It is said that a long time ago, about a hundred years, there was a family of people who were good at communicating with plants, and their life span was with plants, so this The name of the clan is called the Wanshou clan. You see that the name is not very good. They all say that fate is easy to feed. The clan members of this clan are in vain and hope to live the same life as the world. However, the good times are not long, the patriarch of this clan A treasure was obtained, and the result was coveted by a greedy tribe. The man, together with a group of foreign enemies, cruelly destroyed the whole clan, but the sky had eyes, and in the end the patriarch cursed the greedy traitor with his blood donation."

"Cursed their descendants for generations to live less than thirty."

Dongfang Minghui finished speaking in one breath, picked up the tea, sniffed, the tea smell was very strong, but it was not what she liked, she picked it up, and gently put it down, and then looked at the opposite with interest Dream Prophet.

There was a short silence in the room. After a while, the Dream Prophet slowly said, "The story of the Nine Girls is quite wonderful."

Dongfang Minghui didn’t know that he immediately admitted that, after all, not everyone can take their own faults. “It’s a coincidence that the people of the Meng family don’t seem to live more than thirty in each generation. Oh, no, I was wrong. ."

The dream prophet holds the teacup tightly.

"Meng Ruoyu seems to have broken this curse."

"Nine girls."

"Why, doesn't the prophet want to live? After all, everyone has the right to choose their own life. It is painful to be bound from birth, and there are some things that have nothing to do with the prophet. , But the prophet is required to bear all of this." Dongfang Minghui smiled and said, "Meng Ruoyu dare to abandon your Meng family, put the responsibility of Meng family on you, and choose a completely different path, you see , He lived at least thirty."

Although living people are not humans, ghosts are not ghosts.

The dream prophet suddenly laughed hahahaha, the laughter was fragile and crazy, and his otherwise plain eyes were suddenly stained with resentment, "It seems you know it all, I should call you Nine girls, or the young master of the Wanshou clan?"

Dongfang Minghui looked at him with arms around his chest, "I am very curious about one thing."

After the dream prophet laughed, he coughed desperately, as if he was about to cough up his heart and lungs.

She even smelled a **** smell. It seems that the last prophet of the dream family probably knew he was going to die.

"Excuse me."

"Mengjia is burdened with the sins of the Wanshou clan and should have endured the wrath of God long ago, but you miraculously stood firm in the city of Mengdu, living so freely, so I think you are What method was used to transfer Mengjia’s sins elsewhere."

The corner of the dream prophet's mouth evokes a smile, which is another sin of the dream family.

"Recently, I was tightly entangled by the abnormality of the Mo family. I even heard from him that your dream family was kind to Mo Family back then. It not only saved them, but also contributed generously. So I guessed , The descendants of the Mo family withered, and even the extermination of their children and grandchildren, in fact-it was caused by the transfer of sins by the Meng family."

Molu, who overheard outside, almost grabbed a piece of turf. Fortunately, he still had his son Baek Hyun.

Dongfang Minghui didn’t want to be so suspicious. She always felt that it was strange that the Mo family owed Meng’s a debt of favor. The strange thing was that Meng’s was like a cold high mountain flower, except for the royal family. Make friends.

Since having personal relationships with the Mo family, shouldn't normal people have a good relationship with the Mo family?

Why, these years, the Meng Family and the Mo Family have basically been in contact with each other, and they don’t even say a basic nod when they meet, which is really weird.

If it were not for Molu that Mengjia had the grace to give exercises back then, she couldn't understand why the exercises were so good, how could they be given to others.

"Now that you know, what do you ask me to do?" The calm and calm face of the dream prophet has been put down, replaced by a hideous face, looking at Dongfang Minghui with a distorted expression, "Just now the nine girls asked I, have thought about giving up everything about Mengjia, I can tell Miss Nine your answer."

Dongfang Minghui's body tilted back slightly.

"I have thought that self-acceptance of dreams means that dreams are the source of sin, but what does this have to do with me! I am innocent, I have never done those things." The dream prophet roared, saying this. , The thin body still needs to gasp hard, his chest rises and falls, "I don't want to die, my life has just begun."

From the beginning of joy to take over as Meng's family, to discovering the sorrow of the whole thing, the prophet of dreams has endured for so many years. The closer he gets to the number thirty, his whole life is full of lifelessness.

Until Meng Ruoyu appeared.

This deserter who should have inherited the Dream family appeared as a death spiritist. In addition to resentment, Dream Prophet suddenly had a glimmer of hope.

Someone broke the curse of the Meng family, just as Meng family used the Mo family to escape from sin.

He can continue to survive.

"Don't be excited, don't be excited, don't be excited, or you may not survive more than thirty." Dongfang Minghui comforted, quickly picked up the brocade box, pushed it on the table, and opened it. , "The prophet gave me this gift, I don't understand it very well."

"Ha, it seems that Miss Qianjiasan didn't tell you."

"What?"

Although she had known that Seventh Sister had something to hide from herself, she couldn't help but chuckle when she saw the slouch of the dream prophet.

The Dream Prophet picked up the finger bone and placed it in his hand, playing with it, smiling but not smiling, with a pleasant light flashing in his eyes, "Do you know who owns this finger bone?"

Dongfang Minghui looked at Bai Bone, then at his slightly joyful eyes, and swallowed hardly. He thought of a person in his mind, but he felt impossible. After all, Meng Ruoyu was killed by seven. Sister wiped it out, and there is no reason to leave a piece of such bones. If there is, Seventh Sister will definitely know, "It's not Meng Ruoyu's."

"Heh--"

The author has something to say: 　　 I may go to the hospital for physical examination tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and my lower abdomen hurts QAQ