You are all immortal cultivators, how dare you challenge my heavenly tribulation?

Chapter 94 (Seeking follow-up reading) Where? Why arrange for the licking dog to hunt down the bad woman? [Seeking monthly ticket recommendation ticket]

Want to live!

It’s an extremely simple answer, but when used after the question “Why kill the national teacher?”, the answer becomes complicated.

After the embroiderer finished speaking, she no longer paid attention to Xing Honglong, but looked up at the sky. It was sunset at this time, and the setting sun was like blood, dyeing half of the sky red! But this could not change the ending of the curtain call!

"You want to live? What do you mean? Who wants to kill you?" Xing Honglong was puzzled, but halfway through his words he had a bad feeling in his heart.

What's the connection between wanting to live and wanting to kill the national teacher?

Unless the Imperial Master wants to kill her!
Xing Honglong was shocked when he thought of this, and his voice became more and more suspicious and low.

Then he heard news that shocked him even more.

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"Zuo Honghui is dead!" The embroiderer said directly without keeping anyone in suspense.

But this answer made Xing Honglong stunned again. He began to feel uneasy. At this moment, he thought of a lot of things.

So he subconsciously opened his mouth and asked.

"How did he die?" The voice was extremely hoarse, as if it was squeezed out from the throat.

Xing Honglong's questioning opened up the conversation for the embroiderer, so she continued to add:

"It seems like an evil ghost escaped from the body, broke through the "Black Jade Armor", and then took over the body and died!" The embroiderer sneered and said in a slightly sarcastic tone.

"What?" Xing Honglong seemed to have lost the ability to speak freely, and it took him a long time to squeeze out two words from between his teeth.

At this moment, he also vaguely understood the embroiderer's worries.

"Shen Chen is dead too! Coincidentally, he also died at the hands of his evil ghost." The embroiderer ignored the shocked Xing Honglong and continued.

"This has nothing to do with the Imperial Master! Yes, you also said it was a coincidence!" Xing Honglong's pupils shrank slightly, and some cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Xing Honglong began to subconsciously deny...

"Yes, it has nothing to do with the Imperial Master!" Seeing Xing Honglong pretending to be stupid, the embroiderer agreed with Xing Honglong's statement with a smile.

Then he said in a nonchalant, indifferent tone:

"It's just that the evil ghost broke the 'Three Spirit Flag' and took over Shen Chen's body easily!"

"..."Xing Honglong fell into complete silence.

But Xiu Niang had no intention of letting him go. After all, she had tried it before - she was alone and had no way of resisting!
Therefore, she had to recruit someone to join the group! And it had to be a strong person. She stared at Xing Honglong with burning eyes.

Then, she smiled, her smile was charming and gentle, because she knew that men liked to see her smile at them.

"Have you heard a saying?" the embroiderer suddenly asked.

"What?" Xing Honglong was still lost in thought.

"Only women and villains are difficult to raise!" said the embroiderer jokingly.

Hearing this irrelevant remark, Xing Honglong was completely furious and could not help but said angrily -

"It's already this late, why are you saying this?" The voice was slightly low, like the threat of a ferocious beast.

"In our line of work, it's hard to regard men as good people. Most of us regard them as businessmen." The embroiderer exhaled another puff of smoke, stood up, and walked towards Xing Honglong very casually.

Although she wasn't deliberately showing off her charm, Xing Honglong still couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

So when Xing Honglong saw the embroiderer approaching slowly, although he stood there in a daze, his eyes began to move very obediently following the embroiderer.

"In other words, I have never regarded the Imperial Master as a good person, so my thoughts tend to be even darker." The way the embroiderer walked was very eye-catching, her slender waist swaying back and forth like a willow swaying in the wind.

Seeing that Xing Honglong's gaze was always following her, the embroiderer looked at Xing Honglong and smiled brightly. This smile made Xing Honglong even more unable to control himself.

He wanted to step forward, to open his arms, to hold the embroiderer in his arms, to knead and play with her. But the embroiderer seemed to know what he was going to do, and she skillfully dodged Xing Honglong's slightly raised arms.

Xing Honglong felt a little embarrassed when he noticed the embroiderer's refusal, but the embroiderer skillfully poked Xing Honglong's chest muscles with her fingers.

Her body twisted and turned around Xing Honglong in circles, but her fingertips were always caressing Xing Honglong's body, and even seemed to be moving downwards.

It was as if a ferocious beast was sizing up its prey, and Xing Honglong was so scared that he tensed up.

When the embroiderer noticed that the touch of her fingertips became slightly harder, she knew that Xing Honglong had tensed his body.

So she further showed her charm.

Every time she turned her head, her black hair would cleverly brush against the tip of Xing Honglong's nose, causing Xing Honglong to take a deep breath that was difficult to resist.

Every time she twisted her waist, her body or the ribbon would inadvertently rub against Xing Honglong's body, either with her fingertips, chest, arms, or hips and legs.

Even though it had come to this, the embroiderer stopped teasing. She turned her back to Xing Honglong and walked forward a few steps under his gaze.

Without turning around, she raised her slender wrist and touched the golden hairpin that tied her hair.

Then he rooted down slightly, but twisted his waist slightly and tilted his head slightly towards Xing Honglong.

As if she wanted Xing Honglong to see it clearly on purpose, she then very slowly pulled out her hairpin.

Her long black hair fell freely and smoothly, resting on her slender shoulders and collarbones, adding a sense of beauty to the hazy look.

Looking at the hairpin she took off, the embroiderer smiled bitterly and said:

"This Dingshui hairpin is made of gold and iron. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

She turned her head to look at Xing Honglong, letting him see the tears in her eyes. She then raised her head 25 degrees again and cried with a slightly choked voice -

"I'm going to die too, maybe at the hands of the water ghost in my body!"

Hearing this, Xing Honglong could no longer bear it. He took a step forward and hugged the embroiderer tightly in his arms.

He kept repeating in his mouth:

"You won't die, you won't die!"

The embroiderer burst into laughter, turned her head slightly, and looked at Xing Honglong who was so close to her. Her eyes were also slightly intoxicated. She slowly relaxed her body and leaned towards Xing Honglong behind her.

"If we can't be husband and wife, it's not bad to be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate!" She said, looking into Xing Honglong's eyes.

He stretched out his hands, put them around Xing Honglong's neck, pulled his head closer, and then kissed Xing Honglong hard on the mouth.

After the kiss, they realized that they had been sitting and lying on the ground, with the embroiderer lying on her side in Xing Honglong's arms, her hands still tightly around Xing Honglong's neck.

The embroiderer curled up her body slightly, stretched out one hand, grabbed Xing Honglong's hand, and pressed it against her face.

As if expressing her true feelings of relief, the embroiderer continued, "Of course, I may die before you! Then you will understand whether what I said is right or wrong!"

Then he took out the Dingshui hairpin again, threw it lightly into the air, and it rotated slightly.

"The water-walking evil ghost will surely escape! My golden water-fixing hairpin probably can't trap him!" He spoke in agony, as if he had accepted his fate.

"Just like your black jade bottle, it can't suppress the evil spirit of the wood element." The words were even lower, but Xing Honglong heard them to his heart.

Xing Honglong looked at his black jade bottle, and a thoughtful gleam flashed in his eyes.

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