Ostentatious Zhao Yao Chapter 76:

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Mo Qing's injury was strangely good, but his body didn't have any problems. He took care of the Wan Slaughter Gate every day, and he didn't see any abnormalities...

This is how I feel. Although occasionally I hear people complaining privately below, Li Chenlan's temper seems to have gone bad. But facing me, I rarely noticed his temper. Because no matter what I said, he said yes.

When I'm busy, I will press Gu Hanguang to get his pulse, and he will obediently stretch out his hand to let Gu Hanguang take a look.

I only blame the name of Nanshan Lord’s No. 1 genius doctor in the world. It doesn’t seem to be of any use anymore. After three days of exploring, I even quietly read a lot of medical books in the house at night, and I don’t know how well Mo Qing’s body is. Got up.

Mo Qing did not feel any discomfort.

He lives as usual, he is very busy with the sect master's affairs, but as long as he has a little free time, he will quietly appear next to me.

Whether I was teaching Zhiyan to practice at that time, or went to various markets with Seventeen, or went to study the wooden people with Sima Rong, no matter where I was, I was enjoying the joy of life in the ordinary world. He would show up by my side when he didn't expect it, and he wouldn't bother me.

When I taught Zhiyan to dance the sword on the tip of the mountain, he leaned under the tree and looked at me quietly. Only when I turned my head would I discover his existence, and he just looked at me with a small smile, his eyes shattered like the most beautiful light in the morning.

When I went to the market with Seventeen, in order to make up for the moneyless losses I had eaten in the ghost market before, I bought a lot of things in a mess like revenge, but anyone who liked it, someone asked for it. It was also bought at three times the price, and the powerful Seventeen, even if he could carry something, couldn't hold it anymore. And Mo Qing would occasionally appear next to me inadvertently, and lightly took the things in my hand. He took it with the other hand, and this hand took my hand naturally and walked with me.

Seventeen murmured cursingly behind him, he ignored him, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was more beautiful than the arc of the rainbow in the sky.

When I went to Sima Rong to study organ surgery, Sima Rong had a lot of news, and he loved to chat with me, so he sat aside, playing with the pieces of wood with me, and then added two sentences lightly. Seriously talking about some anecdotes on the rivers and lakes, because it was the trivial things that he heard from Mo Qing's mouth, this matter was three points more funny than what he said itself.

I looked at him and smiled. The look on his entire face was gentler than the spring wind.

The most important thing is that every night, in the quiet and innocent hall, on the bed that was originally my hall and later became his hall, he whispered my name in my ears. , I have tasted every inch of my body's skin deeply, and that feeling stimulates every nerve in my body.

Every night, every night, makes me addicted to not knowing where the world is, regardless of the geometry of the world.

In the long years when I was the master of Wan Slaughter and arrogant in the world, there was no such kind of comfort that could make me fascinated as when I get along with Mo Qing at this moment.

This day is as beautiful as a dream, until one day, Gu Hanguang looked tired to find me, he said: "I know what happened to Li Chenlan."

My heart squatted. Suddenly, I didn't want to face this matter. However, before Gu Hanguang told me the matter directly, Lin Ziyuer looked for him. He looked anxious and knelt down in front of me. : "The subordinates are convicted, but Brother Anluowei is obedient to his subordinates' orders, and the crime does not come to them. I also hope that the first sect master will intercede with the sect master. Fight for the Wan Slaughter Gate."

Hearing this, I was a little stunned.

After the last battle with Jiang Wu, many of the injured Anluowei were sent back to Wan Liaomen. After receiving medical treatment, they were fined to work with Lin Ziyu in slavery in the kiln under the mountain. He served three years in prison. , And then continue to work for the Wan Slaughter Gate.

I thought that after Mo Qing had done this punishment, the matter would have ceased. But now it has been ten and a half months, Lin Ziyu suddenly came to intercede with me with a whole body of blood, I really didn't want to understand.

"Didn't you let you do things in the bitter kiln? I don't want to be punished anymore?" Compared to my previous practice of betraying the Wanlanmen, Mo Qing is lighter...

Lin Ziyu looked up at me: "The sect master...who wants to put all the former dark Luowei who served their sentences in the bitter kiln, all...Ling Chi."

I was stunned: "What did you say?"

"The master of the first sect, Ziyu knew he was in such a catastrophe when he killed the Wanslan Sect, and his crime was to be blamed, but Luowei was hidden..."

"Where is Mo Qing?" I got up and interrupted him.

"Before the mountain gate." After pinching a flash, I walked to the mountain gate, and Gu Hanguang followed me.

But when I saw the archway of the mountain gate, I didn't know when several long wooden stakes were nailed, and several Anluowei passed through the chest and hung on the wooden stakes. After all, I was getting older, and I was stunned for a long time because I had seen such a scene. However, Mo Qing was seen standing under the archway with his hand held up, looking up at the hanging people, and Liangliang ordered: "The mouth is broken, and the tongue is cut first."

As soon as this order came out, the disciple Wan Lun who was standing on the archway took the knife, bent down, broke the mouth of the half-dead An Luowei, and was about to do it, I drank, "Stop it."

The people on the archway glanced at Mo Qing, and Mo Qing nodded, then looked back at me, the coldness in his eyes warmed up a bit: "Why are you here?"

I glanced at the people on the memorial archway, without talking nonsense, and bluntly said: "Didn't they have been punished to serve their sentences in the bitter kiln?"

The dark blue eyes are slightly cool: "Who talks a lot in front of you?"

Lin Ziyu came in an instant, and knelt down with a "plop": "Ziyu convicts sin, and is willing to pay off with his fate! Looking at the master..."

"You are loyal to swagger. After serving your sentence for three years, there are other uses to keep you." Mo Qing shook my hand. "I punish them because they committed the crime of arbitrarily. ."

"What did they discuss?" Mo Qing didn't say anything, I went on to ask, "Did you discuss me?"

Lin Ziyu kowtowed his head and admits his mistake: "Discussing the past of the sect master's rumors, the subordinates are not strictly governed, it is the fault of the subordinates. The sect master punishes the subordinates."

Oh... I can probably think of it. The rumors about me are indispensable for the messy relationship between men and women. Even Gu Hanguang and I can tell a story in their jianghu people's mouth, let alone. This time they met Jiang Wu and Mo Qing's attitude towards me, those private reveries.

Mo Qing is angry, it is inevitable that this method of disposal is somewhat beyond my imagination.

A nail was nailed to this archway... Even though I was not there, he pushed the corpse post. Wasn't it to put an end to such punishment? Why is it so violent this time?

I didn't intercede for those dark Luowei, I said early, they betrayed Mo Qing, and how to punish them is Mo Qing's business. I only held Mo Qing's hand with my backhand, and I asked him: "Mo Qing, why are you doing such a thing at this archway?"

Mo Qing was startled, his expression confused for a moment.

"Too much." Gu Hanguang finally opened his mouth behind me, "Li Chenlan, you have never done anything like this in the past five years. The mouth is broken and angry, and it's a big deal. It's such a method, Not like you."

Mo Qing's eyes flashed, looking back, he closed his eyes, and there seemed to be some confusion in his mind.

"These days I live in Nanshan, and I have heard a lot of people's private rumors. Recently, you have been violent. Let me follow. I will tell you what is going on with your strange injury."

I took Mo Qing to leave with Gu Hanguang, and when I left, I turned my head and gave Lin Ziyu a look, and Lin Ziyu kowtowed to me.

Actually, there is no need to thank me, I am not helping him, I am just helping Mo Qing who has become a little weird. In these days, in places I haven't seen, it has gradually become a little weird and bloodthirsty.

As Gu Hanguang returned to Nanshantou, Gu Hanguang took out a mirror and put a bowl of water in front of the mirror. He let Mo Qing sit in front of the mirror and asked him again: "What is this bowl of water in the mirror? ?"

Mo Qing frowned: "Blood."

I glanced in the mirror, and the white water was still white water, without any **** color. But why Mo Qing saw...I looked at Gu Hanguang: "The mirror of Jianxinmen?" Gu Hanguang nodded: "I borrowed it with Shen Qianjin."

I have no words, and this is not the time to inquire about his relationship with Shen Qianjin.

The reason why Jianxinmen is Jianxinmen, and there is a mirror on the hilt of the martial art sword, because their founder has a bronze mirror, the mirror can reflect this person's heart, if the heart is clear, you can see The things in the mirror are things, and the devil in the heart is the evil.

I see the water in the mirror as water and the ink in the mirror as blood, which means that he has a magical look in his heart.

But as before, Mo Qing didn't show any signs of becoming confused. He was just a bit more violent and cruel than before.

His methods began... and gradually became somewhat similar to Jiang Wu.

To create a frightening atmosphere, cultivators often face killing, but such methods of killing but not letting people are deliberately creating panic and fear.

My heart tightened, Jiang Wu's disappearance, and the last words he left behind, eventually became a curse that bound me and Mo Qing.

"Li Chenlan, you are not a human being?" Gu Hanguang finally said the thing I guessed, "You are not the devil's legacy. You may... more like a part abandoned by the devil."

He is... the heart demon abandoned by the devil.

Actually, I can guess it without Gu Hanguang pointing it out. To be able to make Wanjun Sword and Wanjun Sword to recognize the Lord, there must be something in his bloodline related to that Demon King a thousand years ago.

The seal in that huge cave is like sealing his own son, he is sealing the monster in his heart. The charms full of cliffs, the sacrifices of our people on the cliffs every year...

The existence of our people is not at all to protect the devil's remnant, as Luo Mingxuan said. The mission that the Demon King gave to my ancestors is more like guarding the Demon King's seal.

Actually, I can figure it out if I think about it carefully. It's just that I looked at Mo Qing, and finally managed to hold his hand, lying in his arms warmly at all times, so I didn't want to face the storm again.

I just want to hold hands with him, and spend the rest of my life quietly, without much disturbance.

But what is the fairy widow of this thing, can this life be called to the sky? I really want to go to heaven.

Can someone have a good relationship?