Rebirth was attacked by scum and stalked to death

The Canghai flute pressed deeply against the throat, the cold touch was like a sharp dagger, the tip of the knife pierced the throat, blood flowed into the lungs, the pain and fatigue from the internal organs made Zhong Xiaoshi weak and unable to move an inch.

He Chuiyi grabbed the skirt of his shirt, his eyes were sharp and unfamiliar, and he roared angrily: "Speak up!"

Zhong Xiaoshi stared at him blankly, his eyes suddenly turned red, and the mist gradually spread throughout his pupils, but the more this happened, the more he wanted the person He Chuiyi Chui loved to disappear.

"say what?"

Although his calm tone does not match his appearance, he still stubbornly reveals his disguise that can be broken at the touch of a finger.

He Cuiyi's eyes shrank suddenly, his pale five fingers clenched the sea flute, and he slowly trembled, and said word by word: "Zhong Xiaoshi, he saved you, he saved you!"

His words seemed to hit Zhong Xiaoshi's pain point, Zhong Xiaoshi burst into tears instantly, looked at He Chuiyi with red eyes, and slowly moved his lips closer to him following He Chuiyi's gesture, "Chuiyi, you can save me too let me repay you?"

Zhong Xiaoshi was stunned like a demon, only those two lips trembling with anger were in his eyes.

"As long as you want, I will give you everything." The sudden parched mouth made him swallow his saliva, and he kept approaching He Chuiyi. The delicious food he had been coveting for a long time was right in front of his eyes. become within reach.

He Chuiyi looked at him motionless, without any emotion in his eyes, as indifferent as a soulless body, until Zhong Xiaoshi's face was close in front of him, he asked indifferently: "What you want is also this ?”

The temperatureless voice seemed to fall from the clouds, turning into snow that condensed into ice and hit Zhong Xiaoshi's heart. At that moment, the panic rising from the bottom of his heart caused Zhong Xiaoshi's heart to stop beating. He seemed to see Emperor Wu is like a clown, and he is being classified as a clown like Emperor Wu by He Chuiyi.

No, more than that, at least Emperor Wu got He Chuiyi, and he never let He Chuiyi look at him directly from the beginning to the end.

Zhong Xiaoshi's movements froze suddenly, unable to continue any longer, he raised his eyes to see He Chuiyi's face, it was indeed the condescending contempt he imagined, facing such a He Chuiyi was more uncomfortable than letting him be torn apart.

"Chuiyi, no, it's not..." He retreated back as if awakened, but He Chuiyi stopped him, raised one corner of his lips, and sneered, "Don't you want it? Tell me where Mozhu is?" Where, I'll give it to you."

Afterwards, he sighed and said: "I don't even know, I'm still a troublesome woman, huh. Zhong Xiaoshi, you'd better pray that Mozhu can come out safely, otherwise..." He lowered his head and looked at Zhong Xiaoshi lying beside him. Stretching his legs, he smiled coldly, "I will take back everything that shouldn't belong to you."

He Cuiyi should have thought that Zhong Xiaoshi was an ungrateful person. When he was in Luozhou City, he knew that the emperor let him heal his leg, but he still wanted to put the emperor to death. He Cuiyi should have thought of it long ago!

But He Chuiyi forgot that he did these things precisely because he saved him.

Zhong Xiaoshi was completely flustered, tears kept rolling down his cheeks, and his voice became choked up: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm not, I'm not..."

"Then tell me, where exactly is Mo Zhu, and what exactly did you do without telling me!"

"Brother Mo asked me to come and find you. If he didn't see you, he would blow the tiger whistle. He..." At this point, he raised his head and bit his lip and glanced at He Chuiyi, "He will go back to find you."

He Chuiyi's expression darkened, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and the Canghai flute pressed against Zhong Xiaoshi's throat moved a little further, he lowered his head, laughed at himself twice, and sighed: "Zhong Xiaoshi, I really underestimated you. "

"Chuiyi, I, I just..."

"Shut up!" He Chuiyi let go of the sea flute against his throat, stood up from him, his expression returned to indifference, and there was a bit of disgust in it, "Zhong Xiaoshi, I don't want to see you again."

After all, He Chuiyi walked towards the entrance of Xuezhu Town, never looking at Zhong Xiaoshi behind him again.

Before he turned around, the undisguised disgust in his eyes stung Zhong Xiaoshi's eyes. Zhong Xiaoshi lay slumped on the ground, like a soulless walking dead, with tears sliding down from the corners of his eyes. He turned his head and looked at He Chuiyi After leaving, a great panic came over him, as if he had no chance to get close to this person again.

sorry Sorry……

Unfortunately, He Chuiyi couldn't hear it.

He Cuiyi felt uneasy, Mozhu was seriously injured, if he confronted the people of the Jin Dynasty head-on, he might not be able to get out of his body, and he was too late to go now, so He Cuiyi put the Canghai flute to his lips, and blew gently The Gu worm crawled down the long braid, fell to the ground, and crawled towards Xuezhu Town at an astonishing speed.

The natal Gu sucked the flesh and blood of Mozhu, and could find the exact location of Mozhu before himself.

The Canghai Jade Flute was exposed to heat again and again, and a faint smoke drifted out from the mouth of the flute. He Chuiyi was very familiar with this smell.

This is the smell emanating from Master's body before he died.

By the time He Chuiyi reacted, it was too late.

His angry expression froze on his face, and he lost consciousness in his limbs for a moment. He forced his consciousness to look back at Zhong Xiaoshi, with shocking anger in his eyes.Immediately afterwards, even consciousness fell into chaos.

He hated this smell so much that his master fell into a coma and died because of it.

Zhong Xiaoshi watched He Chuiyi fall down helplessly, his eyes were dazed for a moment, and the eyes washed by tears were exceptionally bright, "Chuiyi!"

He got up from the ground with hands and feet, ran to He Chuiyi, hugged him, and asked worriedly: "Chuiyi?"

He Cuiyi's eyes were closed tightly, and his brows were tightly furrowed in the drowsiness, as if he was struggling to wake up from his sleep, and there were still important things waiting for him to do.

Zhong Xiaoshi panicked, and patted He Cuiyi's face. When he got closer, he smelled a very strange smell. His expression changed suddenly. He picked up the flute that He Cuiyi had dropped on the ground, and put it under his nose. , This smell is coming from the Canghai flute!

Unexpectedly, his words became a prophecy, Zhong Xiaoshi's complexion was extremely bad, he hugged He Chuiyi horizontally, and the tears on his face were dry.

The boy held the man in red and stopped in Xuezhu Town for a while.The young man looked at the entrance of Xuezhu Town, his eyes gradually darkened, then he turned and left, passing the nine-section whip that fell to the ground on the way, he was stunned for a moment, but still picked it up in his hand.

Apart from being lethargic, He Cuiyi's body showed no signs of abnormality. Zhong Xiaoshi felt relieved for a while, and he walked all the way to the south. The poison was produced in the south, and the antidote must also be in the south.

Not long after, several men dressed similar to those of Mozhu came forward, Zhong Xiaoshi hurriedly took He Chuiyi to hide in the dark.

I only heard the leader boy say: "The tiger whistle just now is the head of the family, I thought he would never blow it."

Others echoed: "Yes! The Tiger Whistle is a unique hidden weapon in Yinfeng Village. To put it bluntly, it is used for help. Before the head of the family would not use it even if their lives were on the line. It seems that this time they have encountered even greater troubles."

"Mo Xiaoqian, if something happens to the head of the family this time, I'll see how you explain it to Mo Jiang."

Mo Xiaoqian jumped up instantly: "What can happen to big brother?"

Others said quietly: "Don't forget, the head of the family has been injured before, no matter how good his martial arts is, he can't defeat a hundred, this time you are playing your temper and ordering us to go with you, what is the head of the house going to do... ..."

"Bah bah! My elder brother is world-class in martial arts, what can happen?"

At this moment, a person suddenly walked out from the corner.

"You are……"

"Mo Xiaoqian, what kind of memory do you have, the boss was injured because he saved him."

Mo Xiaoqian suddenly realized, and when he took a closer look, he found that he was holding his elder brother's Xiao Qing'er in his arms, and he was still holding his elder brother's weapon, the nine-section whip.

It was too late and then too soon, Mo Xiaoqian was young, but he was worthy of being the third head of Yinfeng Village, he disappeared from the spot in a flash, Zhong Xiaoshi felt his eyes darken, and his arms were suddenly empty, he shouted: "Drape clothes!"

With a sharp pain coming from his chest, Zhong Xiaoshi wailed in pain, and his body fell back again and again. After several loud noises, Zhong Xiaoshi's back bumped into a big tree and barely stopped.

Mo Xiaoqian retracted her legs with a serious expression, easily picked up He Chuiyi, put it on her shoulders, and then walked slowly towards Zhong Xiaoshi.As he approached, Zhong Xiaoshi couldn't help clinging to the tree, he rubbed his chest, he felt that it was very difficult to breathe, his internal organs were all displaced by this kick.

"Wait a minute!" Zhong Xiaoshi shouted.

But he miscalculated, if other people in Yinfengzhai could listen to him, Mo Xiaoqian would not listen to this at all, even if he wanted to listen, he would have to wait until he was discouraged.

He stood in front of Zhong Xiaoshi, condescending, didn't give Zhong Xiaoshi a chance to speak at all, and kicked him hard, Zhong Xiaoshi spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow.

"I ask you, where did this whip come from?"

Although he was asking questions, he didn't give Zhong Xiaoshi a chance to answer.

"Ah!" There was a sharp pain in his arm, Zhong Xiaoshi cried out in pain, his delicate face was already pale beyond recognition.

"I ask you, where is my eldest brother?"

"He's..." A leg swept towards his face with a strong wind, Zhong Xiaoshi stopped talking, and covered his face with his other uninjured hand. However, the expected pain did not appear. He opened his eyes and found that Mo Xiaoqian was stopped by the people behind him.

"Mo Xiaoqian! This is not an interrogation of the enemy. He is just an ordinary person with no power to restrain him. Can he stand up to being kicked like this by you? When will your faults be corrected?"

While talking, someone else squatted down, threw a pill into Zhong Xiaoshi's mouth, helped him up, and asked earnestly, "My lord, he has a bad temper. Where is our big boss? Why is the bird's nine-section whip?" in your hand."

Mo Xiaoqian snorted coldly, and added: "And this person, why is he unconscious, why is he with you."

Zhong Xiaoshi closed his eyes and gasped for a few breaths, and waited for the pain in his lungs to gradually ease, before saying: "I was the one who blew the tiger whistle just now, and you guys are safe."

"Safe? Then why do you have to blow the tiger whistle?"

"He Chuiyi was poisoned by the poison in the Canghai flute, and has been in a coma, and this poison is only effective for witches and gu. Brother Mo asked me to blow the tiger whistle when he knew you had left, and waited for you here."

"Poison?" Mo Xiaoqian and others looked at each other in blank dismay, his expression became much worse, "Is that Ye doing it?"

Others sighed and said, "The Canghaidi was snatched by him, who else is there?"

Zhong Xiaoshi lowered his eyes and remained silent until Mo Xiaoqian asked again: "And then? What about others? What do you want us to do?"

"Brother Mo chased and killed the emperor and went to Yongquan Temple. He asked you to take He Chuiyi to the south to seek an antidote." Zhong Xiaoshi looked calm, and he did not seem to be pretending at all.

Mo Xiaoqian asked suspiciously: "Why did he hunt down the emperor?"

"This..." Zhong Xiaoshi glanced at He Chuiyi on his shoulder, "It's related to him."

Mo Xiaoqian nodded knowingly, but she was not stupid, and immediately asked, "Why should we trust you?"

Zhong Xiaoshi was already prepared. He looked at the nine-section whip and said with confidence: "Just this whip. If Brother Mo hadn't given it to me, I would never have taken it away from him."

After hearing this, Mo Xiaoqian still had doubts, others put their faces close to his ear, and said in a low voice: "The master treasures this whip, and he never leaves his body on weekdays. Leave it to someone else."

After hearing this, Mo Xiaoqian nodded reluctantly, as if reluctantly accepted the statement.

The author has something to say: I'm back!

Today is just one change, and tomorrow is double change. My little brother has been out of play for so many days.