After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 168

[Chapter 168]

In front of the small half-pillar incense, outside the sarcophagus.

“Beauty, who do you think will come out first?”

Seven Kills leaned against the sarcophagus, and played with a clover in a boring way.

The body of Lu Yan Daojun was still lying on the altar.

This clover grew out of the gap between the sarcophagus and the altar in an instant after the blood was sucked in by the sarcophagus.

A thick clump, like thick human hair.

There were green dewdrops on the edges of the fluffy leaves.

Zheng Wan stared at the clover, always feeling that she had seen it…or heard it somewhere.

The great cultivators of the Zhengmeng all sat cross-legged on the net of swords woven by Cui Wang when he left, closing their eyes and resting.

Lu Yan had a bad head and was used as a target to kill chickens and show monkeys, and the others did not shrewdly provoke this yin and yang monarch Qiu Rui when the venue failed.

“Aw, beauty, why are you ignoring me?”

Zheng Wan was interrupted and frowned subconsciously:

“Half and half.”

“It seems that Li Wei is very unusual in your heart, and you have half of it.” Qi Sha said, “But according to this gentleman, the odds of winning are less than half.”

“Bah! Your grandma is a bear! This gentleman’s daughter-in-law said that 50% will be achieved!”

Daojun Tianhe couldn’t hold back his mouth.

Qi Sha raised his head, stared at him for a while, then lowered his head and brushed the grass:

“This year’s reckless man, just like this grass, can’t be cut one by one.”

His fingertips flicked the dew off the clover gently.

The dewdrop fell to the ground and broke into three pieces, one like a mouth, one like a hand, and another like a human eye.

These three petals did not take a breath, and turned into clear water, which flowed into the gap between the sarcophagus and the altar.

This scene, except Zheng Wan, no one noticed.

——Blessed in her heart, she suddenly remembered what this is.

“In ancient times, there were pigeons that were bald and died of injustice. They turned their bones into the ground and gave birth to ‘Jiu Mingcao’. The ‘Jiu Mingcao’ has three leaves, which are ordinary, but the pearls infiltrated, which are used to eliminate evil…”

This was what Granny Jin told her when she entered the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion and looked for blind plants.

At that time, mother-in-law Jin was still surprised that the book “Xuancang Qizhu Lu” was still complete, but why was there only one page “Jiu Mingcao” missing.

The records about “Jiu Mingcao” have not been handed down, so no one recognizes the monks today.

Jiu Ming grass is useless, but Jiu Mingzhu, but it is a place of severe injustice, a weapon born for oneself in the dark eye, it is born in blood, aiming at revenge.

It is not the resentment of ten thousand dead souls, the pouring of blood of extreme anger, and the eyes of extreme yin, which cannot give birth to this thing.

“No—” Zheng Wan suddenly raised her head, “I think the odds of winning can be mentioned 80%.”

“Eighty percent?” Qi Sha smiled strangely, “Beauty, are you dreaming?”

Zheng Wan looked at him without showing weakness.

At this moment, she suddenly understood the true intentions of this uncertain man.

No one wants to be a puppet for life.

Especially unruly people.

“Mr. Dao is bored sitting alone,” Zheng Wan got up, “would it be better for Wan Wan to accompany you.”

After saying that, he got up, his feet lightly tapped on the sword net, his waist twisted, and the person was already beside the sarcophagus.

“Hey you little girl—”

Tianhe Daojun glared at her angrily, “This gentleman entered this sarcophagus for you, you, you, you…”

His fingers were shaking with anger.

The big monks opened their eyes one after another.

It’s not like they haven’t seen the temporary defector, and they’re already used to it at this time. They glanced at Zheng Wan, didn’t even bother to accuse him, and closed their eyes again.

“Haha,” Qisha Fuzhang laughed, “Beauty is so knowledgeable and knowledgeable, this gentleman appreciates your temperament. Unlike Zhengmeng, who wears the mask of Zhang Dayi’s awe-inspiring face, grinning and hypocritical.”

Zheng Wanluo sat down beside Seven Killing generously, the crimson skirt spread out, just covering the grass.

“Dao Jun is too famous.”

Zheng Wan tidied up the hem of her skirt.

Under the hem of the skirt, the grass quivered in the wind, and the green pearl fell from the leaf, and was quietly put away by a palm that was as white as jade.

“Beauty hasn’t answered my previous question, why is the odds of winning 80%?”

Zheng Wan propped her chin up, naive:

“Cui Wang said he had the ability to deal with it, so I believed him. And I guess…”

“Guess what?”

Zheng Wan turned her head and looked at Seven Kills:

“I guess… if Ziwei Xingjun is really as clever as the legend, in order to save effort, I’m afraid he will take me to blackmail him.”

Smart people always like to take some labor-saving shortcuts.

“…Dao-Jun, when the time comes, you have to protect me.”

The beauty’s pair of water eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile was bright and moving.

Seven Killing’s eyes flashed:

“I’m just a puppet, but I can’t make up my mind for myself.”

The conversation broke up unhappily, and the entire space fell into silence.

No one spoke.

The big monks all sat quietly, only Tianhe Daojun glanced at him from time to time, and then snorted coldly, like a child.

Zheng Wan leaned back against the sarcophagus and looked into the air.

She didn’t dare to close her eyes, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she saw Cui Wang lying in a pool of blood without knowing her life or death.

But when I opened my eyes, there was no such person here, and I felt empty again.

Even my heart is empty.

After dispelling Gu, it seems that the whole world has fallen into silence.

Feather Butterfly was still flying in her hair, but the other end of the thread was broken.

He was experiencing the biggest catastrophe in his life alone at this time, but she could only wait.

She didn’t know if he was okay, if he was injured or not.

Imagination amplifies terror extraordinarily.

Zheng Wan sat for a while, then stood up and looked carefully around the sarcophagus.

I don’t know what the body of the coffin was carved from, but after all these years, it is still as new. A single eye was carved on the lid of the coffin, and that eye stared at her faintly.

“Are you uneasy?” Seven Kills sneered, “Didn’t you believe him?”

“Naturally believe that Cui Wang never speaks loudly.”

Zheng Wan said with a smile.

Rao knew that the guesswork would happen in all likelihood, but the waiting time was still extraordinarily long.

“Beauty…”

Qi Sha suddenly said, “Do you have more Huanxishu, or more Shujin?”

Zheng Wan was stunned, what kind of problem is this.

Just as she was about to speak, she saw Qisha suddenly look sharp, Yuan Li turned her palms and pinched her neck, and the two were dragged into the sarcophagus one after the other.

“This, this…how can it be?”

Tianhe sharpened his ears just now, and naturally heard Zheng Wan’s “coercion theory”. He didn’t believe it at first, but when he saw that it really happened, he couldn’t help worrying about his apprentice.

“Why don’t I wait… and take a look next to the sarcophagus?”

“Yeah, it’s not a solution to wait like this. If you can help Li Wei Daojun, it’s not bad.”

After a few people discussed, they walked to the altar with the sword net.

But left knock knock, right knock knock, the coffin lid is covered tightly, there is no gap at all.

No matter the fire, water, knife, or knife, the lid of the coffin remained untouched.

“It’s another world.” Master Chengxin put his hands together and sighed, “Wait, the time has not yet come.”

——————————————

Zheng Wan was caught in the neck by the seven killings, and mentioned a white place.

Fortunately, he was a cultivator. If he were a mortal, he would have died a few times earlier.

She saw Cui Wang at a glance.

His white robe was stained with blood. Compared to that, the snow robe on the person who stood facing him was truly immaculate.

This is the second person who can wear a white robe with real grace.

The first one was Cui Wang. Cui Wang was wearing a white robe. It was as clear as a frosty moon, but this one was like a handful of clear, flowing, and gentle water.

His clear eyes swept over, as if to clean up the filth in your heart.

Ziwei Xingjun.

The real person is much prettier than the light soul that was just pinched by hand, and is much more handsome than the Qingya Langjun in the memory of mother-in-law Jin. No wonder the proud Shuimei Daojun… also fell.

“coming?”

Ziwei smiled softly, her eyes swept from top to bottom, “As expected of the person Shui Mae likes.”

He didn’t seem to have a deep hatred for Granny Jin being refined by Zheng Wan, and it was just normal for her to be treated.

She didn’t even pay much attention to her overly charming appearance and her pitiful appearance in the palm of the Seven Killing Palms.

“Xing, Xingjun want to kill me?”

Zheng Wan’s neck was pinched so loudly that she didn’t forget to raise her head and give Cui Wang a reassuring smile.

Cui Wang’s face was as white as paper, only one pair of eyes was terrifyingly dark.

“Oh, kill…”

Ziwei Xingjun shook his head, “It’s not good to fight and kill.”

“What do you want?”

Cui Wang clenched the sword in his hand.

“If you have no desires, you will be firm, you are affectionate…” Ziwei sighed regretfully, “It’s easy to do wrong things, I said, I want to teach you a lesson.”

“If you want her to be safe, she will destroy her dantian.”

“No, Cui, Cui Wang, no—”

Zheng Wan shook her head, and in a panic, she grabbed the hand of Seven Kills and slammed into force, and the blue sky flashed, even allowing her to find a chance to escape, but her footing was not very good, behind Ziwei Xingjun.

“No matter what you do, he will definitely kill me.”

Zheng Wan said, “I killed his beloved.”

“Seven kills, what are you doing?”

“Oh, it’s not my fault.” Qisha shrugged, “It’s Xingjun who said that fighting and killing is not good. I am good at killing people, but if I’m trapped, it’s normal.”

“It’s just a small realm of knowledge.”

Seven killed pigs are not afraid of boiling water, so the dangerlang said:

“Anyway, people, I have already brought it over for Xingjun. If Xingjun wants to do something, it is better to do it yourself.”

A gust of wind passed.

Cui Wang took a step, shrank down into an inch and fell directly to Zheng Wan’s side, reaching out to take her away, and a wave of palms came over from the side—

At the same time as he was deflected, the other Yuan Li palm, which had turned into a vine, pulled Zheng Wan around the waist and brought it back.

Ziwei Xingjun made his move.

Cui Wang only had time to grab the corner of Zheng Wan’s sleeve—

“Tear it”, the vestment couldn’t stand the torn of the Void Realm cultivator, and the whole thing shattered into rags.

Zheng Wan felt that she was being pulled backwards like a kite. Seeing that she was about to meet Ziwei Xingjun, she was thrown and fixed by him.

She subconsciously looked at Cui Wang——

She hoped that he would continue to attack, preferably involving the Seven Kills.

It’s good to fish in muddy water.

Originally, I didn’t hold out hope, but Cui Wang seemed to understand.

The moves became more and more severe, and the frequency also accelerated, only when Ziwei threw her out, did she restrain herself.

If it is still in the Wonderful Law Realm, Cui Wang has not yet forced Ziwei Xingjun to take action, but he is still in the virtual realm, and the acceleration of the frequency makes Ziwei Xingjun temporarily unable to distinguish.

And Seven Kills, who was watching the play, was also hit by Cui Wang’s random attack. He wiped the corner of his mouth, scolded, and added it in.

Zheng Wan was tossed around like a kite. Obviously, Xingjun Ziwei wanted to keep her to procrastinate to deal with Cui Wang, but in the mad dog style of seven killings without any scruples and indistinguishable between the enemy and the enemy, it was inevitable.

Cui Wang also threw his hands at the rat, and the three of them stalemate for a while, Zheng Wan was shaken and dizzy——

A stick of incense passed by, and she finally got the chance.

Ziwei Xingjun threw her out to block Cui Wang’s attack, and the indiscriminate attack of Seven Kills came later, directly cutting off the Yuanli vine connecting Zheng Wan and Xingjun.

And another wave of air from Cui Wangfang was picked up just right. When Xingjun reincarnated Tengman and pulled her back, it hit Zheng Wan’s waist, pushed her back and crashed into Ziwei Xingjun ‘s arms.

Zheng Wan’s whole body burst out with mysterious ice flames.

Xuan Bingyan came into contact with the Yuan Li hood around Xingwei Ziwei, and instantly burned a hole.

Zheng Wan took the opportunity to throw a handful of Dove Pearls into it.

“Da da da–”

Half of Dou Mingzhu fell to his cuff, and half fell to the ground.

Three crushed pearls.

One mouth, one hand, one eye.

Pearl, who fell to the ground, turned into countless hands and hooked Ziwei Xingjun’s ankle. Countless mouths grew on his snow-white cuffs, and countless pairs of eyes, mouths, eyes, spread out, and soon covered his face. The white robe, his exposed skin, his exposed eyes.

The blood mist lingering outside the circle suddenly whimpered, as if being summoned by something in the dark, and rushed in. Instead of attacking Cui Wang, Zheng Wan, and Qi Sha, he focused on covering the heavenly spirit above Ziwei Xingjun’s head. pour down.

Blood fog screams:

“kill–”

“kill–”

“kill–”

“Dove Pearl?!”

Ziwei Xingjun smiled slightly, and his smile was gentle and refined, but his face was now covered with mouth and eyes, looking extremely terrifying.

“My lord, I have counted all the calculations, and I have missed you… In this world, there are still people who know the pearl of the dove.”

“Jiu Mingzhu is the mother-in-law who told me that Xingjun’s fate is just a cycle of karma and retribution.”

“Shui Mae? That’s true.”

Ziwei Xingjun tilted his head, “What about you? Is it also karma for you to be buried with me?”

Zheng Wan pursed her lips.

She was tied by vines around her waist, and the moment she threw Dove Pearl, Xingjun Ziwei locked the two together with vines.

Her heels were also trapped by those hands, although she didn’t understand… why these hands wanted to grab her.

It’s just that the eyes and mouth didn’t grow on her, fortunately.

“It’s karma.”

Ziwei suddenly laughed, “After all, if it wasn’t for this monarch’s inspiration, you should have gone to the ground. Under the monarch’s order, naturally you also have to bear the cause and effect, very good, very good.”

“I’ll take you away, Huang Quanlu is alone, it’s inevitable that I’m a little lonely.”

His chest bulged and he looked like he was going to blow himself up.

Such a self-destruction of a realm cultivator, not to mention Zheng Wan, even Cui Wang could not resist.

Cui Wang drew his sword and came over, intending to cut off the hand that was trapping Zheng Wan, but he cut it to an empty spot.

He slashed fiercely over and over again, but no matter what, it seemed like he was slashing in the air.

Cui Wang tried to carry Zheng Wan away again, but her feet seemed to be on the ground. Countless hands were pulling at her heels, making her unable to move.

“It’s useless.”

Zheng Wan shook her head, “This hand is called Jiuluo’s hand. It is transformed by the grievances of thousands of unjust souls when they are dying. People without cause and effect cannot touch it.”

“I do not believe.”

Cui Wang’s eyes turned red, “In this world, there is nothing that my sword can never cut.”

“It’s useless.” Zheng Wan looked at him tenderly, “Cui Wang, look up and look at me.”

Cui Wang turned a deaf ear and just swung his sword fiercely.

a bit.

a bit.

again.

The white light of the Hongyu streamer sword almost blocked the entire field of vision.

“Cui Wang, don’t cut it. Look up and look at me.”

Zheng Wan’s voice became softer.

Cui Wang raised his head.

Only then did Zheng Wan realize that his dark eyes, which were always as cold as frost and sharp as knives, were actually stained with water stains. Tears criss-crossed his face.

she was a little happy,

A little sad again.

“Wanwan, I can’t cut it.”

He was almost at a loss, “This way, you wait, it will hurt a little, I will cut off your leg, and then go to the Danxinmen to ask for medicine. You wait…”

“–It’s useless.”

“What Julo is holding is not my leg, but my soul, my blood essence.”

Approaching death, Zheng Wan stopped crying.

“The old senior in your head should have already told you, right?”

Cultivation is omnipotent, but it is not omnipotent.

Zheng Wan smiled brightly. She hoped that Cui Wang would always remember her most beautiful appearance.

“Cui Wang, after you go back, you’re going to lie to me, Aye Aniang, saying that I’m going on a trip, and even if they guess it, they’ll keep it from them for the rest of their lives. They’ll have to rely on you to die in the future… Also, I’m dead. , you don’t have to be too sad, forget it, let’s be sad… I hope you won’t meet a bad woman like me again in the future… No, I don’t want anyone else…”

“Also,” Zheng Wan paused, “I didn’t lie to you. I blamed you for solving the Gu before, but now I think…you solved it very well.”

Never be a drag.

Ziwei Xingjun’s chest swelled into a ball.

“…I, Mrs. Zheng’s wife, would like to make a white-headed pact with Mrs. Cui’s Wang Lang, and love until old age…”

Zheng Wan sighed regretfully, “After all, there is still a wish that has not been fulfilled.”

Cui Wang wrapped her around her, with her head on her head, choked up unbearably:

“I, Cui Wanglang, I would like to make a white-headed pact with Zheng’s wife, and love until old age.”

Only at this time did they truly understand each other and truly possess each other.