The origin of the magic way of magpie stepping on the branch

Chapter 251 Playing as a Trapped Beast
Her hysterical appearance made Donghuang Wujue frowned unconsciously. He came in to ask about the national teacher, not because of her bad attitude.

but--

Donghuangwujue suddenly raised his head and looked at Lu Yixue. She seemed to hear a familiar name. Donghuangwujue asked, "Xingyu? Did you just call me Xingyu?"

The name that just popped out of Lu Yixue's mouth, and her own name in that weird dream...

Coincidentally.

"Hmph!" Lu Yixue saw a trace of panic and confusion appearing on Donghuang Wujue's face, and the anger in her heart disappeared immediately. As long as she could see Donghuang Wujue flustered and uncomfortable, she would be happier.

"What?" Lu Yixue began to straighten her sleeves again with her noble and pure look, she looked sideways at Donghuang Wujue, "Can't even remember my own name?"

Seeing that Lu Yixue started to play tricks on Qiao again, Donghuang Wujue knew about it, and he couldn't ask anything.

Then don't ask.

Donghuang Wujue put away his deliberately flustered expression, and glanced at Lu Yixue, "What's the matter with the national teacher? Did you do something to him while I was away?"

"What can I do?" Lu Yixue sat back on her cushion leisurely. Now that Donghuang Wujue had seen it, she didn't hide it, and directly took the unfinished wooden hairpin in her hand. On, holding a small, delicate scraper, slowly correcting.

Donghuang Wujue took a step forward, looking at the things in Lu Yixue's hand, she sneered, "Although you are locked here, there are still many things you can do!"

This is at least a disguised acknowledgment of Lu Yixue's methods.

This can be regarded as the affirmation of Donghuang Wujue. Lu Yixue raised her eyebrows irresistibly, and looked up at her with a smug look in her eyes, "What you said makes me feel at ease."

"So." Donghuang Wujue held the prison pillar with both hands, staring at Lu Yixue, "You are a master of the country, are you right?"

Donghuang Wujue recalled how the Imperial Master was shaking a little while walking, but still refused to be supported by him. Then he thought about Que Ling's somewhat bloody face, and then looked at the pampered and proud man in front of him who was so proud of the Imperial Master. Lu Yixue.

She had a hunch that the Imperial Master must have made a deal with Lu Yixue, and the result of the deal should be the blood on Magpie Ling's face.

However, what kind of deal can hurt people's vitality, but dare not let themselves get close?

That is naturally - cultivation base.

The most valuable and valuable things, things that can be found by touching the veins.

Lu Yixue looked at Donghuang Wujue's increasingly gloomy face, opened her teeth, and bit out the word "yes" smartly.

Then, she saw the resentment on Donghuang Wujue's face with satisfaction.

Putting her hands to her lips, Lu Yixue let out a chuckle, "Why are you so angry, sister? This is a deal that Master Guoshi begged for, you have to cherish it."

The words are extremely provocative.

"Lu Yixue." Donghuang Wujue looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and really wanted to ask, before your identity was exposed, Master Guoshi did his best to assist you and gave you the highest honor!Did you forget it!

However, these words rolled in her throat, and she swallowed them again.

Talking to such a person is like playing the piano to a cow.

"How did you absorb other people's cultivation? Did you also absorb my cultivation?" Donghuang Wujue asked.

After all, for thousands of years, there has been no such thing as taking someone else's cultivation on the mainland!

And Donghuang Wujue had two incidents, one was himself and the other was the national teacher.

Moreover, the person who sucked the cultivation of the national teacher stood in front of him, vicious and hated him so much, Donghuang Wujue had no reason not to doubt her.

Lu Yixue laughed lightly, "Donghuang Wujue, do you think, if it were me, how could I leave you with a trace of cultivation?"

Donghuang Wujue looked at Lu Yixue's elegant demeanor again, with a sneer on his face.

This is true.

"Who is that?"

Lu Yixue raised her eyebrows, "Of course it's your closest person." When the word "closest person" was mentioned, Donghuang Wujue could clearly see a trace of jealousy and resentment in Lu Yixue's eyes, and he was also With unwillingness.

Without delving into the cause and effect of those emotions, Donghuang Wujue asked him a doubt after experiencing Lu Yixue's desperate rush, "You seem to hate me very much when you see me this time. Why?"

With emotional eyes froze, Lu Yixue turned around Donghuang Wujue's face from the corner of her eye, then retracted it without a trace, looked down at the wooden hairpin in her hand, and said softly: " You think too much."

"Then there was a group of people who threatened me, and it was your handwriting?"

Hearing this, Lu Yixue took a deep breath, "You have a lot of questions today."

There was an urgent need to get an answer. Donghuang Wujue resorted to aggressive methods. She sneered, "Lu Yixue, do you know the difference between you and me? It's the way you dare not admit what you have done! You are indivual……"

"I did it." Lu Yixue raised her voice, blocking the words behind Donghuang Wujue, "I did it, are you satisfied? You can go out."

Donghuang Wujue gave Lu Yixue a suspicious look, turned around slowly, and walked out.

But when she walked to the door, she turned around and looked at Lu Yixue worriedly. Why did she feel that Lu Yixue was becoming more and more emotional?There is a vague posture of madness.

Usually he is very pretentious, but today he is full of evil madness, jealous and resentful, and indifferent. It's a bit confusing.

Seeing Donghuang Wujue go out, the mask on Lu Yixue's face was broken, full of resentment, malice, and jealousy occupied her beautiful face, distorting and ghastly the appearance that originally looked like a fairy.

Having personally patted the hairpin that had been carved for a month into powder, the face of Donghuang Wujue appeared in Lu Yixue's mind.

A face resembling the Empress!

Gentle, compassionate, dignified, heroic!
As if a terrific scar had been uncovered, Lu Yixue swung her sleeves and smashed all the surrounding prison pillars into powder, her long nails pierced into her palm, blood dripped all over the ground, but she didn't feel any pain.

She just leaned against the wall, panting viciously, like long-lasting despair, like jealousy that she never had.

After an unknown period of time, she finally came back to her senses, glanced coldly at her palm that was still dripping blood, closed her eyes, and slowly sat down on the soft cushion.

The blue light on the fingertips flickered, and all the crumbled prison pillars were restored, and the blood on the ground was also wiped away by her.

Supporting her head with one hand, she continued to play the trapped beast.

Walking out of the cell, Donghuang Wujue happened to see Gao Wuwen walk into the inner room where Que Ling was. He went in with his front foot, and covered the inner room with an elemental cover with his back foot, presumably to restore the spiritual consciousness of Que Ling .

Master Guoshi handles things quickly and steadily.

Thinking that there was nothing to worry about outside, Donghuang Wujue sat cross-legged on a grand teacher's chair, thinking carefully about what he had just said to Lu Yixue.

(End of this chapter)