: 289: her end

"Don't move! You go back, or Miss Ben is really a sword for her life!" Hua Meng's reasoning wisdom was almost lost, screaming.
When the cloud looks at the flower habitat, she waits for her decision.
Huasu Yue sighed, "Flower dream poetry, if grandmother, 爹爹 know you like this, I really don't know how much heartache! Do you forget, you were the first talented woman in the capital of Beijing, if not your design desire Death and God, there will never be such a end."
Hua Mengshi gasped, the short sword pressed against the woman's neck, cut a layer of skin, and oozing a little blood.
"At that time, you were beautiful and generous, gentle and pleasant, never going to marry others, even though it was just your appearance. But there are many pursuers like you, they are all men of Yushu."
The flowery month is faint, and her soft tone makes the dream poems fall into memories.
"Yeah, that time... how wonderful."
The dream poetry is a bit embarrassing. I think about myself and the past, and I suddenly miss the time I used to.
Even if she was taken away by the first talented woman in the flowering month, but if she and her two ladies did not design to harm the flowery month, now she and her two ladies are still at the flower house to live a peaceful life. ?
However, such days are much better than now.
Nowadays, the dream of poetry, people are not ghosts or ghosts... a pair of hands full of blood.
Her own chastity was taken by Lynch. If she was not designed to frame the flower and shelter month, she would not go to the Castle Peak Temple and would not become the prey of Lynch...
Taking a moment of the flower dream poetry, Hua Xiyue took out the lens of the soul in the bag.
This mirror gave her a very wonderful feeling, so I also took the opportunity to try this mirror.
"The soul mirror, Kai!"
Huashang month cold and cold opening, Hua Meng poetry returned to the gods, looked at the hole, only felt a white light glare, the soul is like a smashing, her whole person is standing there confused, can not command his body!
"Well, the soul mirror still has some effect. If you don't need the spiritual power, you can set the person to live." Hua Xiyue could not help but beheaded, very satisfied with this face.
Yun Shimo looked at the lingering flower dream poem and walked over to take off the short sword in her hand.
"This soul mirror, according to Long Shen, can be used for the characters of the lower level of the Holy Spirit, but the middle-level gas master of the Holy Spirit has no effect. It seems that the higher the level, the less the Holy Spirit Limitation." Huasu Yue put the soul mirror back in his pocket and looked at the confused flower dream poem.
Her soul is trapped in the soul mirror, as long as the flower does not release it, then the dream poem will always look like this.
"How do you deal with her?" Yun Momo looked at the flower dream poem in disgust. "A woman with a good end, because of jealousy, because of the red eyes, I actually made it like this."
Hua Xiyue has some embarrassment in her heart. She is a sister. She finds that she has experienced so much wind and rain that she can’t keep her heart.
"Before I was in Huafu, Huameng and Eryi had been designed to drive me and Gods out of the flower house, and later I wanted my life... For such a beast and sister, I can only never put her soul on. come out."
Huaxiu month is faint, such a flower dream poem is quite good, there will be no chance to do evil, so that the grandmother and the flower Li Yan see that she is still alive, and her heart is better.
"Do you still want to bring the flower dream poem back to Changjing?" In the eyes of the cloud, there was a satiric color. "When is the moon, when did you become so soft?"
Hua Xiyue has no choice but to smile, blood is connected, Yun Shimo has no brothers and sisters, naturally can not understand this kind of sadness. After all, it’s ridiculous to be born with the same cockroach.
"This kind of person, it is also a scourge..." Suddenly, an old voice sounded inside the cave!
Both Huaxiu and Yunshi were shocked. I didn't expect the cave, there are people other than them!
However, the flowers and the moon and the clouds were never noticed, but there was a black shadow behind the flower dream poem, and the body of the dream poem trembled and fell heavily.
All of this has changed too fast. Huayu has not figured out who it is, and Huameng has been killed!
The body is destroyed, then the soul is still useful, but you have to find a complete body, let the soul enter the trick.
However, Huasu Yue is unlikely to give the dream poetry a chance to come back, so it is equivalent to the dream poem really hangs.
When the cloud darkened his face, he quickly blocked the front of the flower habitat.
It’s too dangerous to come, silently lurking in the cave, and instantly killing the dream poem, what kind of person is this kind of person?
When the flowers are in the moon and the clouds are fixed, they look at the two old men, one man and one woman. They are about six or seventy years old. They are full of energy and their eyes are glowing with cold light.
Huashang month frowns, these two old people, she does not know, look at the clouds when the ink, Yun Shimo also shakes the head, said that they do not know the two old people.
"Oh, you naturally don't know us. The Ming people don't talk about the dark words. We are the people of Murong's family. I am the master of the family. She is the insider of me. The family and the magic door have always had the same grievances. Use the flower dream poetry to get some information about the magic door.
The old man said that he is indeed the master of Murong’s family, Murong Yuan.
Hua Xiyue and Yun Shi were surprised by the darkness. I did not expect these two hidden high-ranking people to actually manage the rivers and lakes. Their practice is probably in the middle of the Holy Spirit.
"This kind of scourge can't be left. You can't blame us for killing Huameng poetry?" Murong's old lady said faintly. "Hua Mengshi is deliberately designed to get our appreciation in order to get the ban of our family. Murong’s family knows the essence of Huameng’s poems at a glance, and intends to let Huameng’s poems learn the essence of the technique, and then tell her to take the higher the person who is cultivated, and will be promoted even more. Let her be in the magic door. One person is alone, so good against murderous madmen..."
Mrs. Murong sighed. "It's a pity that we are late. When we arrive, several of the lords are killed by you."
Huasu Yue listened to it, and was shocked. It’s hard to hide the surprise when he was in the cloud.
So, you want to make Huameng poems a chess piece?

"Nature, people like her, even without us, will continue to find ways to kill you." Murong old man's eyes are ironic. "Become a tool for revenge, it is not a person, what are you still doing with her?" One day she became a demon, and it is estimated that it will harm more people."
Huashou Yue listens, this is quite reasonable, if today's Cyclone Flower Moon has let go of the flower dream poetry, or one day, she thought she would reflect on it, or if she could not help her to release her, then I am afraid that there will be another storm.
"The predecessors said it well, and the moon is not too entangled. Instead, the people who lost their lives in the hands of the flower dream poetry are quite a lot. Do you still want her to continue to be a curse?"
Yun Shimo also felt that Murong's two old views were good.
"Well, I won't blame the second old, just the predecessors. How do you plan to deal with the murderous madman? If I didn't guess wrong, that person should have something to do with the magic door." Hua Xiyue heard the murderous monster, A shock in my heart.
Tiandi said this person, perhaps the most difficult character to deal with.
"This murderous madman Chu Qianzhao is indeed the grandfather of the demon gate master. When he went into flames, he killed the family, but only the granddaughter had escaped from hiding in the back hill. Later, Chu Qianzhao was awake. When I came over, I said that I was framed by people, so I picked several important sects and razed the three gates to the ground overnight."
Murong is old.
Huasu is frowning, and such people are estimated to have no sex.
"I also heard from my father that Chu Qianzhao’s business was reportedly because he was deceived by a mysterious person to practice some kind of forbidden technique. He did not expect to go into flames, causing his temperament to change, and his wife and three sons. The two daughters were all killed, leaving only the first granddaughter... that is, the current Lord of the Gates, Cang Ye. Even if he was awake, he vowed to kill all those who framed him. This is a big killing, even though it is only doubt, but all those suspected by him are killed."
Yun Momo recalled that Hua Xiyue was frightened and warned. He didn't think that the ban was so dangerous, and she had repaired several doors. She also understood that she would be ruthless if she was not careful.
"It is true. Now we are trying our best to fight against the killing madman. It is said that he intends to come out after one year. But the power of the magic door is also very powerful. We can hardly think of a way to make Chu Cangye fall into the trap. Just this The method is also very naive." Murong said.
They are all middle-level gas masters of the Holy Spirit, and they still have a scruples about Cang Ye.
"In this way, we were too naive before." Hua Xiyue is embarrassed.
At that time, I thought about killing the people of the magic door, and then left the country of Wu, which is the door of the door of the demon and the strange old man.
"But it doesn't matter. The old man of our Murong family is almost out of the customs. At that time, you can hold back the madman, the flower girl, the Yungongzi. Your reputation is very loud. Beware of the trouble they come to look for."
Murong old man smiled, he found a bright scroll from his arms, thrown to the cloud when the ink, the cloud when the ink did not care, directly received.
When Murong saw the old man, he couldn't help but smile. The cloud did not mention him. It seems that this person has a strong sense of justice. At least the Murong family is not an evil family.
"This scroll is a record of the ancient fairy, but no one is refining it, so if you have time, if you have the guts, you can try it!"
Murong said the old man, and there were some secrets in his eyes.
When the clouds are inked, thank you, and Murong Er Lao is no longer chilling with them. The figure flashes and disappears directly in front of them.
too fast!
Hua Xiyue couldn't help but secretly marvel at it. It was a day outside. When she followed the flower dream poem, she never thought about meeting other people.
Yun Shimo launched the scroll, and saw three hot stamped characters on the scroll: Ling Ming Dan.
The following is an introduction to Ling Ming Dan.
This kind of Dan can actually make people directly cross two big classes, such as a person who has perfected the eclipse and directly promoted to the great completion of the Holy Spirit.
Such a drug Dan, is estimated to have appeared in the world?
"This kind of medicine Dan, do you dare to refine it? Clouds and ink, don't be reluctant, now our main task is not alchemy, but other things."
Hua Xiyue took a look at those introductions, and every point was extremely demanding.