Tread thousands of dust

Mo Fengyi was groping for a way to get out without anyone noticing, he hadn't slept all night, Hua Qianzi naturally accompanied him.

"I remember Tao Feng told me before that he had obtained "Marrow Cutting Strategies" a long time ago, but it was only part of the second volume." Mo Fengyi didn't feel sleepy, but his eyes were bloodshot, and he thought about it bit by bit. What the person who almost strangled him said nearly ten years ago made Mo Fengyi feel as if he had torn open an old wound. Although he remembered the reason for the injury, he was injured again and even dripped blood and could not heal.

"He later came to the imperial city and wanted to take me away secretly, but was hunted down by the first emperor... He naturally got the rubbing book very early, which shows that the rubbing book must also be in the hands of King Hanna."

Hua Qianzi said softly: "In addition to the two obvious exits of the main entrance and the back door, there are five secret doors, four tunnels, and even more than a dozen exits that other prisoners have not opened. Most of them are in the southeast. Guards every two There are shifts every two hours, day and night, during which there will be no more than half a quarter of an hour of free time, and about half a quarter before and after lunch and dinner will be unattended."

Mo Fengyi nodded thoughtfully: "Let's go find it together, so that he has nothing to say."

Hua Qianzi nodded: "As long as you find evidence that he hides the theory of witchcraft and threaten him, Hanna should not dare to send troops. After all, the common people have never accepted such things."

Mo Fengyi sneered: "I think threats are useless for a man like him. There is only one way to prevent him from sending troops..."

Hua Qianzi frowned: "You can't kill him."

Mo Fengyi curled his lips and shrugged: "Of course I can't...but if he dies suddenly..."

"Fengyi!" Hua Qianzi was really afraid that he would mess around, "This is related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries, you must—"

"I know, I know..." Mo Fengyi felt that teasing him was really boring, so he should think about what to do.

But it's almost noon, why didn't Yin Zhuang let him kill and exorcise him today?

Mo Feng felt strange, in the past Yin Zhuang wished he had to go to court and study Gu poison, why there is no movement today?

Mo Fengyi exchanged glances with Hua Qianzi, he got up and smiled and shouted: "Brother Guard, I'm thirsty."

The guard rolled his eyes at him and brought a bowl of water: "Drink, drink, this may be the last sip of water."

Mo Fengyi choked: "Why, is the king going to kill me?"

The guard sneered: "I'm not afraid to tell you, I heard that some voodoo girl is here, of course the king doesn't need you."

Mo Fengyi and Hua Qianzi were taken aback immediately.

Mo Feng turned around and said with a sinister smile: "That's right..."

Mo Fengyi's smile oozes blood, he drank the water in the bowl, smiled and said again: "Thank you, brother, here you are."

The guard came over to take the bowl, but the moment he touched the bowl, Mo Fengyi grabbed his wrist, and Mo Fengyi quickly pulled him to the cell pole and slammed him hard. To fall to the ground.

There were a few guards nearby, and when they saw this, they shouted: "Someone is making trouble!"

Said to swarm up.

Mo Feng looked at those knives and guns stabbing at him with different eyes, his eyes froze, and he held the blade directly, bleeding from his hand.

The guard's face changed, and Mo Fengyi broke the sharp blade directly! It went straight into his chest!

Mo Fengyi looked at another person who tried to come in and use a knife on him. That person probably didn't expect Mo Fengyi to be so powerful and react so quickly. was killed.

In this way, Mo Fengyi put the guards outside on the ground in the cell. He glanced at his hands and felt that it was not worthwhile to get injured by these bastards.

Mo Fengyi took out the key from their clothes, panted heavily and tremblingly opened the door, and turned around to help Hua Qizi get up.

But Hua Qianzi refused, he slightly raised his head and saw the blood red in Mo Fengyi's eyes, he just said: "Go to Zi Ming quickly, I will be fine."

"Ah Qian, right now."

Mo Fengyi took a deep look at him, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Mo Fengyi traveled unimpeded all the way in the cell, blocking and killing gods and Buddhas, and only hoped that Ling Ziming would be fine.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave the cell door, he saw He An leaning against the door and looking at him lazily.

"Hey, isn't this His Royal Highness? You just plan to go out and tell me, why bother yourself?"

Mo Fengyi's expression was hideous and terrifying that he had never seen before, but He An only thought that he was a mud bodhisattva crossing the river.

"Go away."

He An frowned: "Why, are you still putting on an official position with me? Who do you think you are?"

Mo Fengyi kicked up, and He An immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and flew back, crashing into the guards.

"Bastard son of a bitch! Give it to me!" He An coughed up a mouthful of blood and roared angrily.

A group of guards rushed forward behind him, and Mo Fengyi took a knife casually, as expected, inferior weapons were not easy to take advantage of.

Seeing that he seemed to have murderous intent, He An saw that more than a dozen people had fallen down, and shouted in fear: "Mo Fengyi! Don't be presumptuous! Do you want to live like this? You want Bei Yi and Han Nai to fight for you from now on." Enemy!"

Mo Fengyi gave him a cold look: "If something happens to my sister, then no one will live."

He An instantly broke out in cold sweat.

Seeing Mo Feng walking towards him with a knife in his hands, He An thought for a moment that he was a ghost from hell.

"You...you can't kill me...I'm Hanna's general! Your Majesty won't let you go!"

Mo Fengyi didn't want to talk nonsense with him at all, so he nailed his left shoulder with a knife, and He An immediately yelled out in pain. The blood just spit out from his face reflected on his shoulder, and merged with the blood gushing from dozens of people on the ground.

"I have killed enough people in the past few days, and your majesty should be satisfied." Mo Fengyi's eyes trembled slightly, "Doesn't he like me to kill people? Now it can be regarded as his wish."

Seeing that he was going crazy, He An feared in his heart: "Gu master... Mo Fengyi, you are going to go crazy!"

Mo Fengyi didn't want to waste time with him, he stepped on He An's chest, swung his sword, and he finally cleared the obstacles here.

Mo Fengyi didn't even have time to turn around and spit. He lost his strength, threw the knife in a trance, walked across the road paved with corpses, and walked towards the palace without hesitation.

royal palace.

Ling Ziming looked at the people in the hall, and he also looked at himself.

"You said you were a voodoo girl?" Yin Zhuang felt puzzled, how could he know the truth.

Ling Ziming raised his head and looked indifferently: "Doesn't the king believe what everyone knows?"

"Then why are you here?"

Ling Ziming smiled lightly and said, "Did Your Majesty forget? My brother is still here."

"Are you going to trade yourself for him?" Yin Zhuang sneered, "Who is the Gu master?"

Ling Ziming was still smiling, even with a delicate voice: "Your Majesty... would you like to see what is called a Gu?"

Yin Zhuang's body moved a bit: "You really know how to play Gu?"

Ling Ziming's smile continued, she seemed to be able to vaguely hear the voice in her heart, but now she didn't care about anything.

Ling Ziming looked at the guard in the main hall, she hooked her fingers, and Yin Zhuang asked the guard to come over as well.

Ling Ziming stretched out her hand easily, her palms were now black, and even Ling Ziming felt that her eyes were a little blurred.

Yin Zhuang saw that she slapped the guard hard on the chest, and the guard staggered a few steps to stabilize his figure, his eyes lost all anger in an instant.

Ling Ziming couldn't help laughing, it seemed really simple.

Why had she restrained herself like this before?

Killing people, playing Gu, and going mad, it's all that simple.

And my heart is really comfortable, as if I finally unloaded something.

Ling Ziming looked at his palm, then at the living dead in front of him, and smiled brightly.

Yin Zhuang trembled all over. The thing he had been looking forward to for so many years was in front of him, and it was as if his wish had come true. He ran down the throne excitedly, and trotted to Ling Ziming.

"You are really a Gu girl!" Yin Zhuang said happily, "It's really you!"

Ling Ziming moved his wrist indifferently: "Let my brother go, I will replace him."

Yin Zhuang sneered: "Since you are here, do you still think that you can get out of your body?"

"So I just let you let my brother go."

Yin Zhuang felt even more ridiculous: "I heard that you brothers and sisters are very close, but Mo Feng thought you would not hesitate to be an enemy of Wen Yumeng. I still don't believe it. It seems that I have to believe it now...so if Mo Fengyi is in the hands of this king, do you still have to worry about your disobedience?"

Ling Ziming frowned: "So the king is not willing to let him go?"

Yin Zhuang smiled with satisfaction: "It seems that as long as there is Mo Fengyi, this king can still get Gu poison."

Ling Ziming smiled instead of anger: "Your Majesty...have you ever heard of being insane?"

Yin Zhuang's eyes froze: "Don't worry, this king won't let you go crazy easily."

Ling Ziming felt it was ridiculous, so he really laughed out loud, and finally said when he got tired of laughing: "It turns out that the king is so naive... Have you ever heard that you can restrain yourself if you are possessed?"

"As long as you are here, this king can figure it out bit by bit." Yin Zhuang laughed as he spoke, as if he was confident and complacent about his thoughts.

Ling Ziming's eyes were filled with confusion, she had really started to be in a trance, and her hands and feet were hot, she knew that this was a symptom after the voodoo.

So she turned her head and said to the living dead just now, "Draw out the knife and kill yourself."

Of course the man listened to her, and fell to the ground in a snap.

Yin Zhuang was even more happy, it seemed that the rumors were all true.

Ling Ziming turned back indifferently, "Is your majesty still satisfied?"

Yin Zhuang clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that the king has been looking for the treasure for so many years, and now it doesn't take any effort. What a surprise."

"Does your majesty want Gu poison?" Ling Ziming raised his eyebrows and said, "Actually, Gu poison...can not only control people's mind..."

Yin Zhuang faintly sensed something was wrong with her: "Voodoo Gu girl...haven't you used Gu again for so many years?"

"Actually, playing Gu...is a very enjoyable thing..." Ling Ziming's eyes were full of confusion, she didn't know what she was talking about, but she just said uncontrollably, "Putting Gu ...It was you who saw that trash moved by you, driven by you...You are the master of all things...Anyone must surrender at your feet... ...."

"It's easy for me to kill anyone... nothing in this world can stop me..." Ling Ziming smiled eagerly, but Yin Zhuang felt chills.

"You... this is..."

Ling Ziming suddenly grabbed Yin Zhuang's sleeve: "Your Majesty...do you want to experience what it means to be bewitched?"

Yin Zhuang wanted to let go angrily, but found that he couldn't move at all.

"Being deceived...is losing your mind...all your most important things are gone...you will even forget your loved ones..."

"Let go of me... you crazy, let me go!"

"Doesn't Your Majesty like Gu poison? Why are you afraid now?" Ling Ziming grabbed him with a smile, and it was effortless. Now that her skills have doubled, how can she have an opponent?

"Humans are innocent...I am guilty of carrying jade. I am not a beautiful jade. You are rushing to get it like this...This is the thing that has harmed me for so many years...You Take it if you want!"

Yin Zhuang shouted in fear: "Come here! Escort!"

The guards clenched their swords and guns and hesitated to go forward. Ling Ziming turned her head suddenly, and the people who were looking at her immediately dropped their helmets and armor, and did not move half a step.

Ling Ziming was even more delighted, it turned out that playing Gu could be so simple, although she couldn't see anything clearly now.

Yin Zhuang tremblingly said: "Let go of me...this king can find a way to detoxify you...you can control it! You can't go crazy!"

Ling Ziming tilted his head and asked: "Your Majesty... don't you like Gu poison? Haven't you been looking for me for so many years? Now I am in front of you, I am the Gu girl, I am the one You have been looking for someone all your life, why don't you want to see me now? Why do you want to remove Gu now?"

Yin Zhuang suddenly lost his voice.

After finishing speaking, Ling Ziming let go of her hand suddenly, and she looked blankly at the lonely room.

Everyone except her.

All are poisoned.

Ling Ziming suddenly laughed heart-piercingly, laughing so that her internal organs trembled and hurt, she wobbled and couldn't stand still, she watched those people submit to her, even the person everyone was afraid of, They all knelt down before her.

"Putting Gu... This is pranking..."

Ling Ziming's eyes were blurred, only stars were shining. She looked at her hand, which had changed from purple black to blood red.

"Go to hell...you all go to hell!" Ling Ziming suddenly became extremely angry, she screamed and howled, almost crazy in the empty palace.

She could still barely see the bloodiness of this place.

It's good that they're all dead.

Mo Fengyi pushed open the door violently, and a gust of cold wind rushed towards his limbs and bones. When he saw this situation, he felt that the blood in his whole body was flowing back and cold at this moment, and his hands and feet could not be controlled, and he could not move forward Move one step.

There were corpses all over the place, soaked in blood, Ling Ziming was standing alone in the center of the hall covered in blood, she was at a loss holding the knife she didn't know where, her eyes were red and her arms were trembling, she didn't smile until she saw Mo Fengyi.

"elder brother......"

Mo Fengyi also twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with difficulty, "Yes... it's brother... brother is here... girl, put down the knife... brother to take you home..."

Mo Fengyi actually found that his voice was trembling, he was really afraid of this scene, he was really afraid of Ling Ziming now, even though he knew that Ling Ziming's knife would never stab him.

Ling Ziming's eyes were always in a trance, she could only see her brother walking towards her, but she couldn't see clearly.

"Go home..." Ling Ziming murmured, but she has nothing in her head now, she just subconsciously raised the knife at the person in front of her, as if she shouldn't be facing her brother, but she couldn't let go This knife is gone, she wants to kill...

Mo Fengyi stretched out his hand to suppress the depression in his heart, trying to stabilize Ling Ziming, "Yes, go home...Girl, put down the knife...Now only brother is here. "

Ling Ziming suddenly smiled pitifully: "Why did you come..."

"It's my brother's fault, it's my brother who came late...Put the knife down on Ziming! Don't be controlled by the poison!" Mo Fengyi finally couldn't calm down, his mind is now full of the knife in Ling Ziming's hand , it seemed that the knife was swaying like it was repeatedly cutting through his heart, cutting a bloody opening and blowing cold wind.

Ling Ziming murmured, "It's too late brother..."

Ling Ziming couldn't see the person in front of her all the time. She knew that she would be like this one day, but it shouldn't be now. Ling Ziming kept trembling and wanted to put down the knife, but another voice told her:

Kill them, no one is your opponent now, no one dares to abuse and reprimand you, kill them and you will be free...

Ling Ziming looked blankly at the opposite side where there were countless corpses piled up, she knew that she might go completely mad in the next moment...

But don't hurt my brother...

Ling Ziming suddenly felt defeated, she wanted to kill, but why did Mo Fengyi have to be here...

Ling Ziming felt a tearing pain in her heart when she was thinking about it. The pain made her almost unable to stand, her body shook a few times, and even her breathing stopped a little.

Mo Fengyi's eyes widened, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an icy hell.

Ling Ziming raised the knife, and only said one sentence to him, "It seems... I can only hand over Yingnian to you... It's just that Ziming doesn't understand, I have never been responsible. People in the world...why do they treat me like this..."

I saw Ling Ziming raised his arm, and the sharp blade cut her neck along with her movements, and the red blood wetted her clothes. Mo Fengyi watched the petite figure slowly fall into a pool of blood.

His mind was blank, he just watched Ling Ziming fall down, and then he walked forward uncontrollably and stiffly, every step was heartbreaking.

In the end, Mo Fengyi knelt down in front of Ling Ziming, holding that still warm body in his arms.

"Brother didn't..." Mo Fengyi didn't know why he was crying, but he was completely out of control, even Ling Ziming was laughing, why did he cry?

"Girl... Brother didn't...Look at me, Zi Ming, look at me..."

Ling Ziming kept her eyes open, and now she finally saw the person in front of her clearly, she just felt a sigh of relief in her heart, as if she was very relaxed, fortunately it was really her brother...

"...I'm sorry brother...I can't...go back with you..."

I once pursued a romantic promise, which is as beautiful as pearls and hibiscus, but when the promise is fulfilled, it is like flowers growing in the desert. I no longer look forward to the snowfall in June. The place where the rosy clouds become beautiful is the only hometown I miss.