The lord's condition is repeated again

It is true that he should be called father, but since Ming Er was abandoned by Qi Yueran, he has never enjoyed the feeling of being loved by his relatives. Nie Er is addicted to corruption, and gets drunk every day. Cursed, over time, the two of them became separated.

Ming'er grows up day by day, looks more and more similar to Qi Yueran, Nie'er hates him more and more, and the relationship between father and son becomes more and more tense. If it wasn't for the bowl of poisoned wine, Nie'er might never face Ming'er's heart squarely , Listen to the thoughts in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a good father. I made you suffer so much, and I begged you to come and see me off." Nie Er specially put on thick makeup to cover the dark eye sockets, and he evoked a miserable smile , Absolutely gorgeous.

Ming'er panicked and wanted to hug him tightly, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't grasp the soul that was about to dissipate.

"No, wait, listen to me, I've found it... I've already found it! The person who poisoned you back then was none other than Meng Fange!" As if knowing what Nie Er cared about most, Ming Er withdrew her hand, On Qi Yueran's face, there was a slight smile.

As expected, Nie Er stopped in mid-air. No matter how much mental preparation he had made last night, and imagined his own ending countless times, when he heard the news, Nie Er still had an uncontrollable desire to inquire.

Nostalgia, obsession, desire, hatred, these are the keys to ghost cultivation being able to stay in the human world, but if there is something unfinished, they will never dissipate, unless someone deliberately wipes them out.

Therefore, many monks who only know one thing can't resist the temptation of this other kind of longevity, trying to turn themselves into a ghost cultivator. As everyone knows, the initial stage of ghost cultivation is the weakest of all cultivators, and even a part of ordinary people Even a string of evil spirit beads can't resist it, let alone absorb essence to increase cultivation.

Ming'er breathed a sigh of relief, cut his palm with a knife, and held it in front of Nie'er respectfully: "Nie... Daddy, you sit down first, and I will talk to you slowly, okay?"

Hua Jinqi stood at the door and listened for a while, then hurriedly dragged Qi Zhaoling in, found three balls of cushions, and sat down one by one.

Qi Yueran was covered by a group of ghost cultivators, so he could only whimper and struggle while being pressed on the mat. The ghost cultivators closed the door with a "bang", completely blocking the sound of fighting outside.

The blue veins on Ming'er's forehead bounced visibly with the naked eye, and his death gaze was aimed at Hua Jinqi.

"Go on, go on." Hua Jinqi took out a small table from Qiankun's ring, which was filled with all kinds of melon and fruit snacks. He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, then moved back into Qi Zhaoling's arms, Vice-comfortable expression.

Nie'er was used to Hua Jinqi's inappropriateness, seeing that Ming'er stopped talking, she hurriedly urged, "What do you mean? Why does he want me to die?"

Ming'er took a deep breath, and when he turned to Nie'er, his expression immediately became extremely gentle: "Don't be nervous, Daddy, come, drink this first." Having said that, Ming'er didn't wait for Nie'er to agree or not, He has already wiped the blood in his hand to Nie'er's mouth.

The essence and blood of living people are the most nourishing nourishment for ghost repairers. Nie Er's complexion has improved, and it is no longer the paleness that was smeared with makeup powder, and her cheeks seem to be flushed.

Hua Jinqi was amazed in his heart, it seems that tomorrow is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he was able to bind Nie Er's soul at the first moment of his death, obviously he knew about this method.

Nie'er drank the blood, knelt back to the ground in a daze, and his body gradually became solid. Ming'er quickly carried him to the couch, and carefully closed the quilt for him.

Hua Jinqi coughed lightly, and reminded: "Don't divert your attention, I was screwed up by you last night, and I have to explain everything I say today, otherwise..." Hua Jinqi thought for a while, and tentatively said: "I Just kill Meng Fange."

Ming'er snorted coldly, as if she was extremely disdainful.

Hua Jinqi nodded understandingly: "Then kill this Ninth Prince."

"I advise you not to meddle in your own business!" Ming'er was about to summon the fairy weapon when Nie'er held his hand, so he had no choice but to retract his moves, and gently stroked Nie'er's face with his fingers.

It turns out that he has found a lot of things around Qi Yueran in these years. For example, Qi Yueran will often suddenly appear obsessed for a moment during the cultivation process, staring at a pair of empty eyes, looking around, as if searching for something. What, what shocked Ming'er even more was that at this moment, Qi Yueran called out Nie'er's name clearly, then hugged something casually, shaking it gently, and this state lasted for about a stick. After the fragrant time, it will disappear and return to Qi Yueran's current appearance - full of thoughts about Meng Fange, only thinking about Meng Fange.

Ming'er followed this clue and found that there was a rare hallucinogenic substance in the food that Qi Yueran often ate.

It is a grass root-like thing that often appears in Qi Yueran's soup. Minger asked about it, but no one knows who put it in, and Qi Yueran took it After this kind of thing, it will become as "normal" as it is now.

Minger tried to make soup for Qi Yueran himself, but this process didn't last long, Qi Yueran became very manic. At the same time, the grass roots also began to appear in different channels such as incense and elixir. In every corner around Qi Yueran, Qi Yueran's mania can be relieved only after he has tasted the taste of this thing.

For some reason, Minger did not tell Qi Yueran about these abnormalities, and the people around Qi Yueran who had followed him for many years also showed that they kept silent about it. Minger's first reaction was that this was the incumbent The celestial venerable did something wrong, but thinking about it carefully, I am afraid that the celestial venerable just turned a blind eye, and Meng Fange was the culprit.

The royal family wants to marry the Meng family, if Qi Yueran can achieve a positive result with Meng Fange, the immortal will naturally agree with it, and the immortal will not be too concerned about the means involved.

"Moreover, I found that Meng Fange seemed to be secretly maintaining some rare herbs. I sneaked in and found that there were just the poisonous weeds that gave you to...!" Ming'er became more and more resentful. Nie Er's eyes became brighter and brighter.

I saw Nie Er struggling to sit up, his eyes brushed past Ming Er's tall body, and looked at Qi Yueran who was gagged and resentful: "Yuelang...you mean Yuelang, he still remembers Mine, right? He's just being mind controlled, isn't he?"

Hua Jinqi signaled the ghosts to let go of Qi Yueran, but Qi Yueran jumped up and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? What Nie'er? I don't know you! I came here today just to warn you You guys, no matter what you want to do to my Fan Ge! I won't let you get woo woo woo!"

Hua Jinqi raised his hand, the ghosts blocked Qi Yueran's mouth again, pressed his face and pushed him to the ground, Ming'er gave Hua Jinqi an unexpected and approving look, turned around and hugged him Nie Er, who was heartbroken, comforted him in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, Daddy, I will definitely find an antidote to wake up my father."

"Yes, yes! The antidote! The antidote must be at Meng Fange's place! Tomorrow, let's go find the antidote!" Nie Er anxiously wanted to get out of bed, and as soon as her toes touched the cold ground, she immediately fell limp and couldn't hold on. Help him up in time tomorrow.

"Daddy needs to raise his soul quickly so that we can act. Don't worry, I'm here for everything." Ming'er helped him twist the corners of the quilt again, and wiped Nie'er's lips with blood-stained fingers.

The soul body absorbs the essence and blood, just like ordinary people being fed with several large cans of spirits, especially those who don't drink often like Nie Er, who almost quickly become drunk and dizzy, after being put on the soft couch , and soon fell asleep.

Ming'er breathed a sigh of relief, and took out a golden bracelet engraved with strange pictures and texts from the Qiankun ring, and clasped it on Nie'er's left hand with a "click".

"Who are you, and why can you control the ghost cultivators here?" As soon as Nie'er fell asleep, Ming'er seemed to be a different person, and his expression became terrifying.

Hua Jinqi quickly waved his hands and said, "Don't make me look like a big ghost king, I'm just a small landlord, and these ghost cultivators, including your father, are in the relationship of hiring and being hired, so there's nothing wrong with it control."

Ming'er looked at him suspiciously, and finally put her gaze on Qi Yueran.

At this moment, Qi Yueran's face is full of anger of being betrayed. He obviously thinks highly of Ming'er. It can be seen from the promotion of Ming'er to his personal bodyguard in just three years. Trust, but this trust is obviously being used by others.

"Why don't you go back and ask about the love song in your dream? See how he explained it. Anyway, you now know that someone has put something in your soup." Hua Jinqi opened the window, not waiting for Qi Yueran to react When he came to curse people, he commanded all the ghosts to throw him out of the window.

Qi Yueran was thrown down from the third floor, and landed right in the middle of the street. Everyone pointed and asked him with a smile if he was okay, but was disgusted by the goblins inside.

Qi Yueran was very ashamed and annoyed, but he was not stupid after all, as long as he thought about it for a while, he would find that he would indeed often lose some memories, if it was really like what Yue'er said...

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Qi Yueran sneaked across Meng's backyard, wanting to confront Meng Fange face to face, but he didn't want to, and saw Guan Fengyu as soon as he entered.

Meng Fange had obviously told him Qi Yueran's real identity, so Guan Fengyu didn't dare to look at Qi Yueran with the same resentment as last night, especially after knowing that he and the Ninth Prince fell in love with the same person, he was actually proud It's too bad.

look!This is the man I fancy, how outstanding!Even the Ninth Prince is obsessed with him!

Not to mention how Guan Fengyu was brainwashed by Meng Fange, anyway, this kid has completely accepted Meng Fange's sentimental setting, and even feels complacent and complacent.

Qi Yueran was confused, seeing Guan Fengyu eagerly trying to lead him the way, he naturally didn't think too much about it, so he followed Guan Fengyu to Meng Fange's door.

Today's Meng Fange is wearing a long gown painted with ink bamboo, holding a folding fan in his hand, and pouted to tease a bright yellow bird in the cage. When he saw Qi Yueran coming over, he immediately showed a joyful expression: "Brother Yue, why are you here? I was just about to find you. I'm really sorry about yesterday... I'm really sorry for those yesterday. Why don't I be the host today? Brother Yue came from afar. No matter how you say it, you have to taste the treasures of Eternal Sky City." It's delicious."

Meng Fange was born with a well-behaved appearance, which was unbearable to be hurt, but now he showed a pitiful appearance, Qi Yueran's doubts about him were instantly dispelled, and he couldn't help secretly hating himself for having listened to a group of ghosts. Came here to question Meng Fange's sincerity towards him?

"Fan Ge, you said before that you would consider our marriage, what about now? How are you thinking about it?" Qi Yueran said, and gave Guan Fengyu a fierce look at Guan Fengyu who was standing by the door.

Guan Fengyu had obviously been completely brainwashed by Meng Fange, and he was not angry with Qi Yueran's extremely possessive eyes, but grinned, turned and left here, he obviously believed that Meng Fange would handle all this well.

Sure enough, Meng Fange first called Guan Fengyu a few times in a hurry, and when he saw that he was ignoring him, he immediately showed an expression of wanting to cry or not.

Qi Yueran was supposed to be a pretty good-natured person, but for some reason, perhaps because he was tossed too hard in Baihualou this morning, the feeling of powerlessness made him very depressed, so at this moment, seeing Meng Fange flirting with other men With a look of reluctance, he said angrily in an instant: "In your heart, I can't compare to a wild man from some small place?"

Meng Fange was so startled by his yelling that he almost cried back, and tremblingly said, "No, it's not, I..."

"Between me and him, who do you choose? After three days, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer. I, Qi Yueran, will never marry anyone else!" Meng Fange was left looking at the direction he was leaving with a face full of astonishment, with two lines of tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, looking funny and ridiculous.

It took a long time for Meng Fange to realize what happened. He shook his head in disbelief and murmured, "How could this happen? It shouldn't be? Could it be because of yesterday?"

Meng Fange opened the bird cage, and the little yellow bird jumped out, obediently rubbing against his hand, as if he was deeply attached to it.

It was a bird he had caught this morning, chirping and trying to run away, but he really liked the color of the bird so much that he added a little silver grass root to his feed.

Silver grass root has hallucinogenic effects. If you use your own blood as a guide to feed silver grass root, and then give it to someone you like, then that person will dream of his own figure every day and night, and cannot extricate himself fall in love with myself.

According to legend, if you let your lover swallow the silver grass root that grows next to a kind of sacred tree, and supplement it with your own blood, then your lover will only be alone in this life.

Meng Fange looked annoyed at the various rare herbs he had carefully cultivated, and frowned tightly.

No, no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find the legendary sacred tree—the puppet tree.