Li Mochou's rebirth and transformation

Seeing this, all the heroes in the audience couldn't help being extremely disappointed, and secretly cursed the witch for not knowing what kind of magic method she used to steal people's minds on the court.

Wang Shunqing laughed wildly and walked up to the front desk, narrowing his eyes and saying: "Master Lu, you lost."

Lu Zhanyuan looked palely at the woman in purple behind him.

The palm of the hand holding the wound on the left shoulder was icy cold.

Colder than the palm is his heart.

The woman in purple stood silently in the center of the ring like a statue made of ice.

A fishy sweetness welled up in Lu Zhanyuan's throat, and he swallowed silently.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound like a silver bell——

"Brother Lu, what kind of ecstasy did you take just now?"

Following the sound, two figures, one yellow and one black, landed on the ground.The girl in the yellow shirt had a voice like a yellow warbler, her face was like the dawn of spring, and her pair of almond eyes were quite lively, while the man in black who was walking with her had an honest face and a manly air.

The girl first ran to Lu Zhanyuan and fed him a Jiuhua Yulu pill. Seeing that he ignored her, she just stared at the woman in purple on the stage without saying a word, and said angrily: "Hey! It's too embarrassing. Right!" She covered her face, how could a piece of cloth be prettier than her face? !

The man in black couldn't help laughing, bent down and patted the girl on the shoulder to comfort him, "Rong'er, don't mess around."

"Brother Jing, I have been looking for him for almost two years! Even if we are nodding acquaintances, we still have to nod to each other, but look at him, he just ignored me! If it weren't for the fact that he had saved my life For his sake, I would have hit him with a dog-beating stick!"

Guo Jing scratched his head, not daring to say clearly that he had never seen anyone treat his savior so kindly.

Huang Rong's mouth was merciless like a knife, but her movements to check Lu Zhanyuan's injury were unambiguous, and she frowned secretly after putting down her pulse-taking hand.

What a powerful poisonous palm, fortunately it was hit on the shoulder, otherwise it would definitely kill him if it landed on the chest!

She couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive towards the women in the arena, secretly thinking that she and Brother Jing came to Zhongnan Mountain to send wedding invitations to Quanzhen's six sons, but she didn't expect to see such a big show at the foot of the mountain.In order to snatch Wu Mu's suicide note, the Jinren will do everything possible. Unexpectedly, Mongolia is also eyeing the Central Plains martial arts. She and Guo Jing have experienced several joys and sorrows before they can get together. Now that they are getting married soon, she does not want to fight an uncertain match. arena.

Anyway, she has a way to lure her father up the mountain tomorrow, so she doesn't have to be brave.

Thinking of this, she pulled up the distraught Master Lu, and wanted to find a secluded place to detoxify and heal his wounds.As soon as her hand touched Lu Zhanyuan's shoulder, the woman in purple on the stage suddenly turned around, jumped off the ring, stepped on her shoulder with her toes, and flew towards the gray tent in the distance!

Huang Rong covered her fragrant shoulders, her almond eyes widened, and she yelled angrily, "Oh! I provoked her! You stepped on me!"

Before she had time to make the next reaction, she saw Lu Zhanyuan chasing the enemy's camp with light kung fu regardless of the poisonous blood flowing backwards!

Huang Rong blinked her eyes as she watched the figure disappear in an instant.

Brother Lu, you are so eager to chase other women, does your wife know...

At dusk and dusk, Danxia is like brocade.

The blue-shirted youth landed in front of the purple-clothed woman, and his strikes were like lightning.

He finally grasped the catkin that he had been thinking about day and night.

In an instant, everything in the world disappeared from his mind.

The gentle mountain breeze slightly lifted the woman's veil, revealing a pale and thin jade face, which easily took his breath away with a glance.

Every year, flowers bloom and fall.

He had thought that the end of waiting would be despair, but he did not expect that God would send his favorite person back to him.

"Mochou..." He softly called out a name, but it was full of sourness and bitterness.

After the farewell, we meet each other in memory, and share the same dreams with you a few times.

A wisp of your soul entangles all my dreams in this life.

If everything is a dream now, I would rather sleep without waking up.

I don't know who is calling in the distance: "Tana—Tana—"

The woman in purple trembled when she heard the words, she shook off his hand as if she had touched something dirty, she raised her eyes and opened her lips, her words fell like ice——

"Touch me less."

"I do not know you."

"Follow me again, and I'll kill you."

The woman's eyes are as cold as a knife, her brows are ruthless.

Lu Zhanyuan had never seen Li Mochou looking at him with such cold and unfamiliar eyes.

Once in the world of mortals, it is not worth her affectionate glance.

He stood there in despair, watching the woman walk away, the purple skirt came into view, he stretched out his hand blankly, but the woman cut the back of his hand mercilessly.

Blood trickled down the fingertips.

The person he missed walked into the tent without looking back.

Lu Zhanyuan did not chase after him.

He just feels cold.

The bone-piercing cold air climbed from the fingertips all the way to the heart, which was so cold that the heart was paralyzed.

He didn't know how many times he had the dream of reunion, and every time he opened his eyes, his chest was empty and painful, but none of them could wake him up so thoroughly.

He never dreamed that Mo Chou would never want him again.

Whether it's love or hate, it's all buried in a pair of bright eyes that don't contain any emotion.

Suddenly looking back, as if seeing for the first time——

He Lingbo is a little worried these days.

She squatted at the door of the stone room with her rice bowl in her hand, wiping tears while eating.

Xiao Longnv was going to the practice room after dinner, but she was caught by Ling Bo and refused to let her go.

"Wuuuu...Little uncle, my master hasn't eaten for three days, do you think he has starved to death and stinks inside..."

Xiao Longnv frowned and pulled back her sleeve, which was almost wiped with snot, and said with a deadpan expression: "You will know if you go in and have a look?"

He Lingbo pouted and said, "I dare not, Shigong said that he would use kung fu to force poison inside, so I won't let me in to disturb him." But it's been three days, even if the whole body is covered with poison, he should be forced Come on!

Xiao Longnv got up and wanted to leave after hearing the words: "Then you continue."

"Huh??" Ling Bo dragged the ice doll dumbfounded, and said helplessly: "Little uncle, how can you leave me alone in this situation!" When she saw the ice doll, she showed that "bewildered style "The look in her eyes wanted to go crazy, so she affirmed the fact once again-you must be straightforward when talking to her little uncle, and you must not take a roundabout route, because her uncle's mind is straight and straight, without any bends at all. winding. "I mean, I don't dare to go in alone, but with someone to accompany me, I dare!"

Xiao Longnv blinked and nodded expressionlessly.

He Lingbo excitedly dragged the ice doll to the side of the stone gate, pointed to the door opening mechanism with his little hand, and then shrank behind the ice doll, looking at her little uncle eagerly.Xiao Longnv stood on tiptoe with a calm face, raised her hand to touch the mechanism, and turned the stone door open in response.

Most of the candles in the room had been burnt out, only a little dancing light remained on one side of the stone wall, and the undispelled darkness enveloped the stone room where Lu Zhanyuan stayed.

Two girls walked into the room in the dark.

There was no sound of breathing in the stone room.

He Lingbo's heart skipped a beat, he couldn't help but grab Xiao Longnv's sleeve and tug hard.

Xiao Longnv's complexion changed, and she led He Lingbo to the bed quickly according to her memory.The two touched the stone bed all over, but there was no one, and their hands were wet.

Little Lingbo clasped his little hands, his heart trembling.She whispered apprehensively, "Shigong is still wetting the bed at such an age..."

Xiao Longnv was speechless for a while, she went to the table and picked up a candlestick, walked to the light source that was about to go out and lit the candle.Little Lingbo followed behind her step by step, and only now did he see the blood on his hands clearly, which was eerily red by the candlelight.She raised her head and looked at Xiao Longnu questioningly, Xiao Longnu shook her head and said softly, "This doesn't look like poisonous blood."

He Lingbo's heart turned cold for a moment, and at this moment, regardless of the darkness in the room, he looked around in a panic.There is no news of her father, her mother has disappeared, and her own master is dead. She doesn't want to lose any more relatives!

Although the two girls were similar in age, her eyesight in the dark was far inferior to that of Xiao Longnv, and she stumbled around the four corners of the room without seeing her master.Suddenly Xiao Longnu patted her on the shoulder, held up the candlestick and pointed to the small room connected to the bedroom: "I heard some movement in there, follow me."

The two little people walked into the small room hand in hand, He Lingbo was knocked on the shoulder by a protruding stone as soon as he entered the secret door, she cried out in pain, the little dragon girl turned around quickly to illuminate, but a stone blocked the way .He Lingbo remembered that this was the stone table where Li Mochou's tablet was enshrined, and the table was in a mess, the cakes and fruits that had been enshrined had been swept away, and her master's tablet was nowhere to be found.

He Lingbo's pupils quickly ignited two flames, she squatted on the ground to pick up the scattered offerings, her little face was puzzled and sad.

"Why would Master do this..."

As soon as she spoke, a rough and hoarse chuckle suddenly came from the darkness opposite Shiji.

The two were startled, and raised a candle to look forward. A figure was sitting on the cold ground against the wall, hanging his head and playing with a wooden sign in his hand.

He Lingbo saw at a glance that it was her master's tablet. In the silence, she felt that something was wrong. She stepped forward cautiously, her mouth trembling: "Master... what are you doing with Master's tablet?"

Lu Zhanyuan raised his head in the dark, and glanced casually across the wooden sign in his hand.

"I didn't do anything, I just suddenly wanted to talk to Mo Chou."

"...Master..."

"I seemed to have a very strange dream just now. In the dream, Mo Chou stood in front of me alive. She said she didn't know me." His chuckle gradually sank, and he covered his mouth to suppress the cough under his throat. , Fang said for a long time: "I always thought it was a ridiculous dream, but when I woke up, I found that I was exercising power to force poison... It turned out that it was really not a dream... I really fell into the palm of Mochou's Chi Lian" ..."

At that time, there was only one sentence circling in his mind, resounding like thunder——

I do not know you.

I do not know you!

He thought how could he have misunderstood Li Mochou, he has traveled all over the world, so where can he find such a pair of hands?He once wanted to hold the master of those hands and watch every sunset and dusk in his life.

Li Mochou is dead, he can miss her forever, but if she is alive, how can he endure her not being by his side?

A voice whispered temptation in his ear: grab her, tie her up, imprison her, and die with her...

Another voice said: Let go, leave, let her go, isn't it good that she is still alive...

Two voices from his heart saw his sanity left and right, his true qi was already disordered, but he didn't have the energy to guide them back to the right path.When the blood spewed out of his mouth, he felt that the melancholy stuck in his chest had finally found an outlet. He lay in the dark and silently vomited all the emotions that were driving him crazy. He knew that he might be exiling himself, but he had already not give a damn about.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyelids, a hazy layer of blood mist shrouded his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips, he slowly got up and walked leisurely towards Mo Chou's altar, and he took care of the things on it one by one. Throwing it on the ground, he finally held the tablet in his hand. He lowered his eyes to look carefully, and spoke softly——

Don't worry, I'll take you home.

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He Lingbo was so frightened by Lu Zhanyuan's blood-stained appearance that he didn't dare to breathe. She asked cautiously: "Master, has the poison in you been forced out?"

Lu Zhanyuan put down the tablet and stood up from the ground, and asked instead: "Ling Bo, if your master is still alive, will she definitely come back to the ancient tomb to see you?"

"Of course..."

Lu Zhanyuan was silent for a moment, then asked again: "Is there still the sound of drums beating on the mountain now?"

He Lingbo couldn't keep up with his jumping thinking, so he was stunned before replying: "Yesterday was the last day of the seven-day appointment. I sneaked to the foot of the mountain to watch the ring after lunch. That bad guy with a rampant tone was killed by a The hero named Guo Jing was defeated, and the ring was dismantled by a big sister, and those villains went down the mountain in disgrace!"

Lu Zhanyuan sighed softly: "Have you already left... I can't help but not glance at the teacher's gate when passing by, she is really cruel to me..."

He Lingbo only felt that his tone of voice was quite different from usual, and she couldn't see the man's facial expression clearly in the dark, so she couldn't help but stepped forward a few more steps, wanting to make sure that he was all right.

"Master... Who are you talking about?"

Lu Zhanyuan walked slowly towards the candle in Xiaolongnv's hand, and took out an old envelope from his bosom. He lowered his eyes and carefully looked at the handwriting on the letter—if he was reborn, he would return to the king's bosom?There was a tremor in his chest, and he whispered, "It's Mochou, or some kind of Tana..." He smiled and put the letter near the flame, and the ignited flames reflected his handsome face, "It doesn't matter who she is, I will never let her leave my side again."

Xiao Longnv saw Lu Zhanyuan's pale complexion with blood on the corners of his lips by the bright light of the fire, the flickering candle seemed to distort the smile on his lips, and the starry eyes under the sword eyebrows were shockingly red!With a "thump" in her heart, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, grabbed Ling Bo's back by the collar with one hand and led her out of the small room!

"Ah, little uncle, what are you doing? I'm so dizzy!" Xiao Lingbo complained as soon as he landed, Xiao Longnv didn't have time to pay attention to her, and only quickly landed on Shimen!

Ling Bo was startled by the ice doll's pale face, she turned her head in surprise, the man's slender figure was already walking slowly towards the slowly closed stone door.

She finally saw the man's face clearly.

"Master—" She covered her mouth and cried out in disbelief!Xiao Longnv grabbed her who was screaming and flew across the corridor, she cried and asked: "Little Martial Uncle, what's wrong with my Grand Master? Why do you look worse than a dead person?"

"He has lost his temper, let's go find Master!"

He Lingbo didn't understand what it means to be obsessed, but Master Mo Chou did. The expression of a person who usually doesn't show anger immediately changed.

The three of them ran all the way, and when they came to the stone room where Lu Zhanyuan lived, the door was already open, and the room was cold.