I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

As soon as she finished speaking, a group of soldiers raised their knives, and the blades were quickly put on the necks of Chi Wei and Tuya.Chi Wei held Tuya's hand tightly, and stared at Wusu angrily.

Wen Xia raised her eyes and glanced at the faces of these soldiers one by one, and saw that their expressions were dull and their eyes were lifeless, so she turned her gaze to Wusu again, "You can't help but want to do something before you can do what you want? "

Wusu snatched a scimitar from the soldier behind and held it in his hand, and the blade brushed against Wen Xia'er's body as if there was nothing, "With you here, how can my business not be done?" hand, the blade approached Wen Xia's neck, and bloodshot eyes instantly appeared on the white neck, "Ruan Yan is dead, and you have avenged your revenge, so you can't wait to become a saint?"

She said in a low voice: "Yun Guzhen, are you being too naive? You can't get away anymore."

Wen Xia narrowed her eyes slightly, and said, "Whether or not you can get away with it, I will only count if I say it myself."

Wusu's strength in holding the knife suddenly intensified, and the blood mark on the neck deepened a bit, and the blood streaked down along the neck, and if it was closer to half an inch, Wen Xia's throat could be easily cut.

"Wusu, you crazy woman!" Seeing this scene, Chi Wei scolded angrily, "Stop it!"

Wen Xia's face was calm, and he suddenly raised his hand to grab Wusu's wrist holding the knife, and said, "Cut it off with one knife, but in the blink of an eye. Who are you going to show the threat?"

Hearing this, Wusu raised her eyebrows slightly, "You have changed." She let go, and the scimitar fell between the two with a clang, but said with a smile, "You have become more decisive than before."

Wen Xia immediately let go of Wusu's wrist and said, "Let them go."

Wusu squinted at Chi Wei and Tuya who were imprisoned by more than a dozen knives around their necks, "No hurry." She waved back the soldiers blocking the way, revealing the road leading directly to the other side of the altar. "There are some things that I really want to see."

Wen Xia looked along the other side of the altar, and saw arm-thick iron pillars inlaid on the ground at the bottom of the altar, and many figures loomed from behind the pillars. He took a closer look and found that although those people He shrugged his head, but his limbs were sound. He should be a resident of the Bone Master Kingdom who had not yet been decapitated by Wusu.

He said: "If you look at these imprisoned people, there is no need."

Wusu said: "Don't you want to be a saint and rescue them from this cage? Don't you want to explore the terrain first, and then come up with a way to rescue them?"

Wen Xia'er wiped away the blood oozing from her neck with the back of her hand, and said, "I'm not interested." He took a step forward, stepped on the scimitar on the ground impartially, and the blade quickly sank into the sand, "I just want to Get the antidote as soon as possible and leave this city where there are no people or ghosts."

Wusu stroked the thin braid on one side of her shoulder with a smile, pinched it between her fingers and rubbed it gently, "It may not be possible to leave, but I can give you the antidote." She stretched out her fingers to linger on Wen Xia'er's shoulder vaguely , "As long as you can let me hand over the antidote to you willingly tonight..."

Wen Xia did not hide, let Wusu's fingers slide on his shoulders, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Okay."

Wusu's fingertips paused, and the smile in his eyes deepened, "That's good."

She tilted her head and whispered something to the soldiers who were holding Chi Wei and Tuya hostage. The soldiers put away their knives when they heard the words. The two grabbed Chi Wei's arms instead, and one of them picked up Tuya and put it on his shoulder.

Wen Xia's eyes darkened, "What do you want to do to them?"

Wu Su said leisurely: "Take it back to the palace and take care of it, so as not to cause trouble when it comes out."

Chi Wei struggled to get rid of the shackles with his neck stuck, and opened his mouth to scold him, but met Wen Xier's eyes, signaling him not to act rashly, so he closed his mouth and stopped resisting, allowing the soldiers to lead him away. Back to the palace.

Wen Xia also went back to the palace, but this time it was not the gold-encrusted palace, but Wusu's bedroom.

Wu Su screened away all the maids, changed into a pajamas, and walked out from behind the screen without shoes. He also wore a bell on his right ankle. As he walked, the bell swayed and rang loudly.

Wen Xia'er leaned on one side of the couch, watching Wusu slowly walking towards him, and then sat down beside him calmly.He stared intently at the bell on the other's ankle for a long time, and found that it looked familiar.

Wusu noticed his gaze, smiled slightly, bent down and untied the bell from his ankle, put it on the table between them, and asked, "Does it look familiar?"

Wen Xia saw the mandala pattern carved on the bell and the beads tied at the mouth of the bell, but said nothing.

"It looks familiar." Wusu said to himself, "Do you still remember how I got this bell?"

Wen Xia looked away inadvertently, and said lightly, "Forgot."

Wusu was taken aback for a moment, and after a while, he said with a soft smile: "Then I'll tell you, because you got the news that I was going to marry the Lord of the Bone Master Kingdom, you gave me this bell. You want to keep me." She picked up the bell and stroked the pattern on her body, "But I still married the king in the end, I betrayed you..."

Wen Xia didn't respond, but what the entanglement between Yun Guzhen, Tu Ling and Wusu was like back then has not fully surfaced, so he didn't dare to answer blindly, lest he would show his feet.

Seeing that he was silent, Wusu shook the bell in his hand, and the bell sounded pleasantly, "But now there are no more people and things standing between you and me, this time we can be together well. Yes. Let me make it up to you, Zhener..."

Qingyue's ringtone suddenly became hasty, loud and piercing, hoarse and mocking, and those who listened directly felt dizzy and felt numb.

Wen Xia put one hand on the couch to stabilize her figure, frowned and said, "What do you want to do?"

"You are not Yun Guzhen." Wusu's voice was mixed with the noisy ringtone, "Who are you?"

Wen Xia'er grabbed the couch's knuckles and turned white, and said sarcastically, "I'm not Yun Guzhen, could it be that you are?"

Wusu stared at him with dark eyes, and continued to control the bell, "Yun Guzhen never gave me any bell, I got this bell from Tu Ling. You don't even know about it , you still dare to impersonate Yun Guzhen?!"

Wen Xia raised her hand to press her forehead, her brows frowned even tighter, and said, "...I just saw you making up a lie, and the way you justified it was so ridiculous, let's see how long you can make it up."

"Do you think I'm so easy to fool?" After Wusu finished speaking, the ringing stopped suddenly, and she suddenly pinched Wen Xia'er's jaw, forcing Wen Xia'er to look directly at her.

Her eyes were cold, like a poisonous snake entangled in its prey and would not let go, she raised the bell and shook it violently in Wen Xia's ear, the ethereal and long ringing suddenly sounded, Wen Xia's expression froze, his eyes froze. In an instant, it lost its color and became dull.

Wusu stretched out a finger, and the tip of the finger fainted with spiritual power and pointed towards Wen Xia's eyebrows. A little bit of dark light melted into his sea of ​​consciousness, and Wen Xia slowly closed his eyes.Wusu heard that Xia'er was completely controlled by her, and she knew that the time had come, so she also closed her eyes and went straight to the other party's sea of ​​consciousness.

But at the next moment, Wen Xiaer, who was supposed to be under Wusu's control, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were still radiant, without any dimness from before. He waved away Wusu's hand resting between his eyebrows, He opened his mouth and bit his fingertips, and the blood gushed out. A drop of blood was splashed on Wusu's eyelids respectively. Wusu's eyeballs twitched frantically under his eyelids, but soon regained his composure.

Wen Xia'er vomited a mouthful of blood from his mouth, he raised his hand to wipe it away nonchalantly, and glanced at Wusu coldly.

Wusu used the ringtone as an intermediary to lure him into the sound and lose his soul, and wanted to enter the sea of ​​consciousness to search for his soul and spy on his spiritual consciousness.If it were the real Yun Guzhen who was there, maybe he would have been recruited, but now he is hidden under this body. When it sounded, he sensed that something was wrong, and he was on guard in his heart, so he pushed the boat along the way and controlled Wusu when he was exploring his spiritual consciousness.

It's just that he can't gather any spiritual power in his body now, so he can only use his own blood to resist Wusu's control over him. The blood he vomited just now is the backlash from the loss of blood in his body. able to sustain themselves.

At this moment, Wusu has fallen into the illusion he wove with his essence and blood, and all the memories about Yun Guzhen in Wusu's mind will be reflected in the illusion. Those memories can fool Wusu, and when Wusu wakes up, he will not Doubt about his identity.

After Wen Xia coughed a few times, she turned over and lay down on the bed, and began to search for the antidote in the cabinet in the hall.

Why Wusu committed these evil deeds in the Bone Master's country, he has probably guessed in his heart, but it has yet to be confirmed. Right now, he has to quickly find the antidote to detoxify and recover his spiritual power, so that he can use it Lingli took advantage of Wusu's deep sleep at this moment to explore the other party's sea of ​​consciousness. No matter what the mystery is, the truth will be revealed.

Just as he was thinking about it, Wen Xia suddenly felt that familiar pain in his heart again, this time the pain was stronger than the previous two times, he froze when he pulled a wooden drawer away, clutching his heart with a loud bang. fell to the ground.Cold sweat continued to flow from his forehead, he bit his lower lip and remained silent.

The scorching heat on her body also continued to spread at this moment, Wen Xia leaned her back against a row of drawers behind her, stretched out her hands with all her strength, pulled up the hem of her clothes, and rolled up a piece of trousers.

The blood-red curse mark like a shackle has spread to the calf at this moment, and the distance from the ankle is less than three inches.

He is going to die again.