When a straight man is bound to the matchmaker system [Transmigration Book]

Langma snorted softly, a halo of blood crept onto her pupils at some point, and against the scars on her face, she looked extraordinarily terrifying.

Do you hate... Of course I hate it.

After so many years of secret planning and dormancy for a long time, the purpose is to destroy everything that Fu Ya and Ti Ye cherished in one fell swoop, and then take Miao Yue away from that person forever, in order to vent the anger of fickleness back then.

It's just that everything has been overwhelmed, but she is not as painful and unwilling as she imagined. Perhaps people are always tired. Fame and fortune, those things that were once scrambled for, have become dull in her eyes.

Now the only thing that can stir up small waves in the stagnant water is only a trace of hatred.

"Your Excellency, you want me to try to curse people again?"

She covered her mouth and coughed sullenly, the corners of her pale mouth spattered with blood:

"Conjurers are different from illusionists. Although their spells are powerful, when they are used to curse others, they themselves will suffer a corresponding backlash. If I cast spells again now, I'm afraid my body won't be able to bear it at all."

"It is said that the execution order of the Cardinal Trial Council is already on the way. Even if you are still alive, Priest Langma, you are not far away from death."

The man sneered, he didn't care how harsh his words were, and said with disdain:

"It's better to make another deal with me."

"Your Excellency thinks too much of yourself." Langma shook her head indifferently. "I have lived half my life. Although the current situation is miserable, I have seen great storms. I don't think you can put forward any price that will make my heart beat. .”

Her body had already been scorched by Scarlet Flame, and her body had festered due to casting a spell on the target. If she used her spiritual power again, she would definitely die.

A contemptuous laugh came from above her head, she raised her head, only to see the man's upturned red phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and the black hair slipping down the pale side face:

"If I promise you that I will send troops to destroy the Red Clothes Sect immediately after I win the overlordship of the Qiongzhou Continent...Will Priest Langma be moved by it?"

"The overlord of the mainland?" Lang Ma's eyes widened in horror, but she didn't think that the person in front of her was talking nonsense.

She knew the man in front of her back a year ago. Long before the people of Qingli Kingdom came to Yeliu Island to repair the ancient sword, he managed to avoid the illusion of entering the island and found her directly:

"Langma, the former preparatory priest of the Red Clothes Sect, are you interested in cooperating with me?"

From the beginning to the end, the man never clearly told her his identity, but no matter what she asked for in terms of personnel and materials, he seemed to be able to easily satisfy her.

If this person is not the person behind the scenes of the Jianghu forces on the mainland, he is a relative of the emperor of a certain country.

The last transaction was to cast the Bone Burning Curse, which was gradually draining the life force, on one of the people who went to Yeliu Island recently.The person under the curse will not notice any abnormalities in the body in the early stage, and will only gradually become weak and tired. After the curse is completed, they will be in pain for seven to seven days, and eventually die from loss of energy and blood.

The Bone Burning Curse is irreversible, in other words, once the curse is cast, the only ending is death.

The release of such a domineering spell also caused her to suffer a strong backlash. The originally planned revenge plan was suddenly disrupted. In desperation, she could only use the power of others to help her search for materials, but unexpectedly, she lifted a rock and smashed herself feet.

Maybe going around and around, everything is an arrangement of fate.

"So, what do you want me to do this time?"

"I remember that Priest Langma told me before that the forbidden techniques recorded in the secret books of the Red Clothes Sect, apart from the Bone-Shipping Curse, Poison-Drinking Scorpion, and Heart-Eating Poison, there are other things that cannot take effect unless there is a lover..."

His voice gradually lowered, but Langma listened to the words in her mind, her heart was beating violently, she squeezed her dry lips, and struggled to say:

"Why exactly..."

"The eyeliner I planted in the Red Clothes Sect has already paid me back for what happened recently," the man smiled leisurely, "This person is the biggest obstacle on my way to becoming the roost, and he also happens to have a deep hatred with you. This design kills two birds with one stone." , Priest, why don't you do it?"

"Think about it, I'm waiting for your reply."

No matter what the life-and-death crisis is facing right now, it is Langma, not him, who is at stake. Even if she doesn't go her way, he can still find other alternative ways to accomplish everything he envisioned in his heart.

only……

His thin lips were slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth curved unpredictablely. He never expected that the person he had despised would freeze under his own eyes, and managed to steal a key part of his plan.

Fortunately, my previous arrangements have not been disturbed too much, and it is not too late to know the truth now——

This world should be in chaos long ago.

The back of the man in a broad robe gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor. Langma stared blankly at the front, suddenly felt a strong suffocation and heart palpitations, couldn't help but clenched the fence and sat down on his knees, gasping for breath.

The guard who collapsed outside the door hadn't woken up yet, she reached into her arms, searched for everything, and soon took out a bunch of soft hair from the front.

She stretched out the three fingers of her right hand to hold her hair, and slowly pressed it on the palm of her left hand, murmuring something in her mouth, and then dripping blood dripped from her fingertips, gradually soaking through the black hair in her palm, and dripping again Dropped into the icy water below.

Three days later.

Ti Ye hosted a banquet in Huaxi Palace, and when Chen Ming, Luo Huaqing, Bai Jinman and others were seated in turn, he smiled and said:

"The crisis of the exhaustion of dragon veins has been resolved, and the Red Clothes School can successfully overcome this difficulty, thanks to your great help. This is the ice wine specially brewed by the islanders of Yeliu Island. It tastes sweet and has a long aftertaste. I specially found it for you. taste."

The Yubing wine is a light pink color, and the green glass against which looks like jade leaves and Qionghua, is really beautiful. Chen Ming couldn't help praising him, and was about to take a drink from the glass, when Luo Huaqing's sharp eyes had already scraped over:

"Drinking alcohol hurts your body. Your body has just recovered, so it's better to restrain yourself."

"But I want to drink~"

He put down his wine glass, and shook Luo Huaqing's arm intermittently: "Good Qingqing, I didn't beg you very much before, just promise me this time, okay?"

The soft calls lingering in her ears are tender and soft, and the hot air blowing on the side of her neck is full of heat. Luo Huaqing blinked and quickly concealed the panic in her eyes: "Just this one cup, no more."

"As ordered!"

Chen Ming keenly caught the fleeting blush behind his ears, feeling very happy in his heart, got up and approached his cheek with a "pop" sip, and then happily took a sip from the wine glass.

Bai Jinman, who was sitting across from him, kept his head down all the time, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, but the knuckles holding the wine glass were a little white.

Ruochen beside him couldn't help but sighed deeply, raised his chopsticks to pick up some side dishes and put them in his bowl: "Young master, drinking on an empty stomach hurts the spleen and stomach, it's better to eat something to pad it."

Bai Jinman nodded, but didn't move his chopsticks. He didn't have much appetite in the first place, and now he couldn't eat.

It's not that he's angry and unwilling, it's just... Whether it's Jun Mu or himself, it really takes time to accept it.

"I said, with so many people around you watching, you two should restrain yourself a little bit."

Miao Yue's eyes flicked back and forth among the few people, and she couldn't help feeling secretly in her heart, originally she thought that the twists and turns of love between women were already complicated enough, but she didn't expect that it would be so disturbing to a group of men. inferior.

She was about to say something to Ti Ye, but a red-clothed believer came in from outside the door, with a panicked expression:

"High Priest, it's not good. There's news from Juehen Valley Water Prison that the criminal Langma is in prison... committed suicide!"

"What did you say?"

Ti Ye felt as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer in his heart, and he stood up abruptly, even knocking over the wine glass on the table:

"When did this happen?"

"Small... I don't know the villain. I heard from the jailer in the water prison that this Langma started not eating or drinking a few days ago. He went to check this morning and found that the man was sitting on the stone wall, most of his body was rotten and festered. It must have been several days since I died..."

Ti Ye's eyes widened numbly, and his fingers pierced deeply into his palm, but he didn't seem to notice it.

The Langma in my memory is always dressed in red, flamboyant and flamboyant, even if she goes astray later, she still lives recklessly and self-willedly, and is the only one who respects me——

How could it end up in such a miserable end that no one even noticed the death.

She swayed slightly, and Miao Yue quickly grabbed her with her hands, only to realize that cold sweat had spread all over Ti Ye's body, and the soft palms lost all heat, making them terribly cold.

"Yeye, are you okay?"

She watched Ti Ye worriedly, but she didn't get any response. After a long time, the man sighed and asked:

"Where is Langma's body now?"

"It has been placed in the morgue and sealed in a special coffin," the red-clothed subordinate replied cautiously. "After all, the corpse is too corrupted. If it continues to stay in the water prison, it may cause plague. We have no choice but to cut it first and then play it. The High Priest forgives."

"It's okay..."

Ti Ye's tone suddenly became a little weaker, his usually straight back was slightly bent, and for a while he appeared a little old.

She looks like a young girl in her teens, but those who know her well know that her real age has long passed, but her spiritual power is deep and nourished by the treasures of heaven and earth, her life expectancy is far longer than that of ordinary people It's been a long time.

"The deceased is already dead. I don't want to disturb her. You can cremate her on the spot... As for the place of burial, don't choose the sinner's tomb. Let her ashes be thrown into the East Sea."

She hated restraint the most in her life, but she had to restrain her everywhere because of her apostasy. After all, I was with her as a teacher and sister. Now that she is dead, I don't have to restrain her still.

Let the waves of the East China Sea bury all the past.

The subordinate took the order to leave, Ti Ye raised his hand to cover his face, and slowly slid down on the soft chair, Miao Yue could see clearly beside her, her ten long and slender fingers were already drenched with tears.

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