Chapter 1141: : Beauty is late

When the king said that he was going to take her to meet a person, God Zhanxing faintly guessed who that person was.
Li Muchen.
Except for Li Muchen, who fled southward with her, who else is there?
This is a small courtyard in a mountain village.
Small mountain village, small courtyard.
This small mountain village is less than 20 kilometers away from the downtown area of ​​Qingshan. Less than one hundred villagers have lived here for many generations. With Qingshan’s plan to expand from the south to the north, the transportation and communication conditions are lagging behind. Villagers from small mountain villages were collectively relocated to plain areas.
However, these courtyards, which had been abandoned a long time ago, were not removed immediately.
There are now dozens of households in it, but most of them come to work in Qingshan from other places.
Everyone is a foreigner who doesn't know anyone. Of course, they don't care about who lives in this small courtyard at the southern end of the village.
The Zhanxing God, who bowed his head in silence, followed Yang Xiao to the dilapidated courtyard gate, then raised his head to look at the surrounding environment.
The road paved with broken stones is crooked and narrow, and the scattered and rankless houses are made of piled stones, varying in height.
Most people's walls are covered with grass.
Not to mention, after the gravel-built courtyard wall is covered with weeds, this small mountain village dominated by blue-gray gives a touch of green vitality.
It's just that Li Muchen, who is locked in this small courtyard, is there any chance of life?
Have.
After Zhanxingshen walked into this low room, he saw Li Muchen alive at a glance.
She wore a dark-colored sportswear. She was running in black. It should be running shoes. The clothes were not like the body that Zhanxingshen threw away. It was ragged and pitiful.
It seems that when she ran north, she did not choose to get into the ravine.
It's just that her condition should be worse than Zhanxingshen.
When Zhanxingshen walked in slowly, she was lying on the edge of the bed, her head hanging down at the ground.
She didn't move as if she didn't hear the heavy door opening.
If it weren't for her heavy breathing, Zhanxingshen suspected that she was dead.
Li Muchen was not chained, she was free.
Ordinarily, when the king went to chase the Zhan Star God, she should take the opportunity to escape.
She did not run away, but obediently lay down on the bed and waited, which proved that she should be moved by Yang Xiao.
Not to mention fleeing, it is estimated that even suicide is not enough.
As if deliberately verifying Zhanxingshen's judgment, Li Muchen, who was lying on his stomach, suddenly opened his mouth and made a hoarse vomit.
This is to vomit.
When Zhanxingshen retreated subconsciously, Yang Xiao's faint voice came from behind: "She has vomited something to vomit. But every other hour, she still retches. This voice is really annoying."
Perhaps it was the retching that gave Li Muchen strength, making her struggle to raise her head.
After seeing Li Muchen's face, Zhanxing Shen was stunned.
Is this still Li Muchen?
Thinking back to the past-don't think back to the past, just say that on the afternoon of the 10th, as the president of Chengda Group, Li Muchen, what a temperament and demeanor urban girl?
Without too many modifiers, just let Li Muchen put on a small milky white suit, put her hair behind her head, and put on a frame glasses, this is the teacher among countless men crooked.
King Xuanyuan sat down among the four goddesses. Except for Zhanxingshen who was slightly thin, the other three were all and full-body.
Especially the Flower Night God is the most.
But Zhanxingshen believed that, given time, Li Muchen, who was one year younger than her, would really grow his body, and he would never be inferior to Huaye.
But now-if it weren't for her growing up since she was a child, and if the two of the four goddesses had the best relationship, it could be called knowing ourselves and the enemy, then Zhanxingshen would never dare to recognize this wrinkled elderly woman. It's Li Muchen!
Can you imagine what a and slender body would look like when combined with a wrinkled old face?
If this face is only old, it's fine, the key is that it's very ugly when it's old.
Weird!
The weird meaning means that this old face should be about 70 years old by sight. In addition to having a figure, it also has a pair of youthful eyes.
No matter how much Li Muchen's appearance changes, her actual age cannot be changed.
The eyes are the windows of the soul.
As young as your heart, as young as your eyes.
Even the shape of Li Muchen's eyes had become triangular eyes stacked with wrinkles.
Li Muchen, who raised his head, was also stunned when he saw Empress Zhanxing Shen.
Then, in those young triangular eyes, the meaning "as expected" was revealed.
After she was first caught by the king, she knew that Zhanxing God could not escape.
Facts proved that she was right. After deep fear and sorrow appeared in her eyes, Li Muchen opened her mouth, smiled forcefully and said, "Star God, you, you are still here."
Her voice is as old as her face.
But the hand she put on her mouth made people want to kiss her for nothing.
When Zhanxingshen closed his eyes in pain, he listened to the king standing at the door behind him, slowly saying, "The beauty is late."
What beauty is late?
When this question appeared in Zhanxingshen's mind, he immediately woke up.
Beauty is a kind of poison.
Like Hundred Days Husband and Wife, Beauty in Pink, and The Walking Dead, they were all developed by the king himself.
But it was used on the three goddesses, and the effect was very good.
Especially this beauty is so late, it is just as poisonous as the name suggests.
"Mu Chen."
Zhanxingshen screamed in an extremely painful low voice, slowly knelt on one knee, and reached out to hug her in his arms.
The tears that she had mistakenly thought that they should have dried up long ago spewed out again and dripped onto Li Muchen's hands.
Li Muchen trembled slightly, making a low nasal whimper, slowly raising his right hand and placing it on his mouth.
She was savoring the smell of tears.
The taste of tears is bitter.
Painful tears are more bitter.
But Li Muchen had no chance now and was in tears.
Because the beauty's twilight poison hurt her tear ducts.
Even if she was crying sadly, no tears would gush out.
Modern people know that tears are the biggest weapon to protect the eyes.
When there is dust or small flying insects fly into the eyes, tears will gush out from the lacrimal glands to protect the master and clean the eyes.
If there are no tears, the eyeballs will be dry, and after a long time, they will be covered with blood and pain.
Looking at the two sisters who were crying in their arms, Yang Xiao didn't take it seriously, and sneered: "Hehe, don't you think I'm unsympathetic?"
"Wang, King, are you affectionate?"
Li Muchen exhausted all his strength and suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of grief.
There is undisguised resentment.
"Mu Chen, how can you talk to the king like this?"
Without waiting for Yang Xiao's reaction, Zhanxingshen took the lead in reprimanding.
Raising his hand, he hugged her in his arms, looked back at Yang Xiao with a grim face, and said with a loud voice, "My lord, please forgive Mu Chen for being rude."
Among the four great goddesses under the Xuanyuan Throne, the Moon God who had been assassinated by Xie Qingshang was the oldest, nearly forty years old.
The of the flower night is second, which coincides with the young woman's flower life.
Zhanxingshen ranked third, and Li Muchen, who was much plump than her body, was seven months older.
But during these seven months, God Zhanxing could take care of her as a sister.
Just like Hua Ye Shen did to her.
Probably because of age, Zhanxing Shen and Li Muchen got closer.
This is also the reason why Zhanxingshen could cruelly calculate the flower night who treats her almost as a daughter, but when Li Muchen instigated her to rebel, he hesitated for a long time and finally agreed and finally fell to the present level, but still caring for her, right?
"You are right, I am ruthless."
Yang Xiao ignored what the Star God Zhan said, but looked at Li Muchen: "But since you knew I was ruthless, then you dare to betray me."
"Neither I nor the Star God betrayed you."
Li Muchen didn't know where the strength was, and he actually earned it from Zhanxingshen's arms, and sat up tremblingly: "Our sisters have always been loyal to you, the king. We have to rebel against the gods sister, just not to be reconciled. The blood-sucking worms other than you are always exploiting."
Seeing that her excited body was trembling, trying to stop her Zhanxing Shen, she sighed slightly in her heart and withdrew her hand.
Yang Xiao didn't say a word, so he looked at her coldly.
Li Muchen's voice was awkward and laborious.
But she still finished what she wanted to say.
The effect is that if the king did not "die" off the British Isles, then they would always be willing to be exploited by the Presbyterian Church.
But the king is gone, those dead old ladies, why should they exploit them?
The wealth they worked so hard to create was to contribute to the great King Xuanyuan, not that group of people.
But those people don't care whether King Xuanyuan is dead or not, anyway, they have to be like they used to.
After a certain sword hanging over his head was gone, Li Muchen was of course unwilling to continue being exploited, and only then did he unite with the Star Gods to rise up to resist.
"I think we are right in doing this."
After saying so many words in succession, Li Muchen didn't even have the strength to sit, but leaned on the gray-black wall.
Open your mouth wide and breathe.
It caused the beauty's twilight toxicity, and began to retching.
Yang Xiao was not angry, and of course he would not be happy. He still looked as usual and asked indifferently: "Are you just not willing to be exploited?"
"I----"
Li Muchen opened his mouth, only said one word, and then closed it.
"If you are just unwilling to be exploited, then you will not intimidate the Night God to rebel with you. Let alone draw her a pie, saying that as long as the counterattack of the Valley of Flames succeeds, you may be able to find the antidote for Lady Pink ."
Yang Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a gloomy tone: "Mu Chen, I think you should be very clear. The formula that can unlock the poison of the night is only in the Xuanyuan Temple. That is forbidden. Except for the great elder, Only King Xuanyuan can enter."
"I----"
Li Muchen spit out the word again, trying to explain something, but found it was futile.
"You want to become the new Xuanyuan King. Haha, your ideals are high."
Yang Xiao sneered and continued: "Although you are the youngest of the four goddesses, you are the one with the deepest thoughts. Li Muchen, you dare to face the Star God and swear that you will not send her to after the backlash is successful. Huh?"
This time, Li Muchen couldn't say a word.
Only lying on the bed, trembling all over.
"How about you?"
Yang Xiao looked at God Zhanxing with a mocking expression on his face: "After knowing that you are being used by a good sister who cares about you, and will even be tricked, will you still see her as a sister?"
After asking this question, Yang Xiao turned around and walked quickly into the North Room without waiting for Zhanxingshen to answer.
The interior of the north house has been renovated, and is equipped with corresponding furniture used by the original householder.
There is even a desktop computer.
Because there was no relocation, the government did not cut off the electricity or the Internet.
This is convenient for Yang Xiao who just wants to quickly integrate into modern society.
The Internet is absolutely all-encompassing, including the best media both at home and abroad.
Going online when nothing is wrong has become a habit of Yang Xiao after returning home.
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