Konoha Aogen

After the battle with Zhou Lian, Gui Moth was always a little afraid of his own rope whip "Ghost Cry". However, today, after a long and careful bath, she still mustered up the courage to wrap the "rope whip" around her left forearm.

Since setting that date, Gui Moth has been unable to sleep peacefully for several nights. To her, it became almost a torture, almost a curse. This day has finally arrived.

When Gui Mo opened the door of Mu Qing'er's room, it was only dusk. She knew she arrived too early, but she couldn't care less. I can't stay in my own courtyard for a moment longer.

Mu Qing'er's bedroom was almost exactly the same as Ye Xuan's. It can also be said that this is Ye Xuan's real bedroom. But today, Ye Xuan is not here. Neither will be here tonight.

Ghost Moth took off his shoes at the entrance and sunk his bare feet into the "white fox fur rug" that covered the entire bedroom. A touch of blue on the back of his left foot, which contrasted with the pure white of the fur rug, made it even more eerie and terrifying.

Mu Qing'er, dressed in white, was already sitting on the soft couch beside the bed, waiting for her. Not doing anything, just sitting. Gui Mo couldn't see Mu Qing'er's anxiety, she only knew that she was shaking.

Mu Qing'er's bed is a "babu bed" that can accommodate at least three people, without a corridor. The gauze curtain on the side of the bed is open, seeming to be a temptation and a call.

Ghost Moth changed from the cold purple and black colors today and wore dark red clothes. Standing in the white blanket, it was like a drop of thick blood that could be sucked into the fur at any time, dazzling and helpless.

"Sister Qing'er..." Gui Mo trembled and whispered, not knowing what to say next.

"Yeah." Mu Qing'er was also at a loss.

The two of them sat side by side across the small low table between the soft couches. Enduring the maddening silence.

"You don't have to wait until late at night." It was Mu Qing'er who spoke first.

Ghost Moth's blood began to boil, but he always felt that there was an indescribable force suppressing him. "Sister Qing'er, can I...can...I..."

"Don't hurt my face." Mu Qing'er said lightly and drew the bottom line. The line was so low that Gui Mo couldn't believe it.

How many years ago was the last time someone tortured himself? Two hundred years? Mu Qing'er wasn't sure if she missed that feeling, but she could never forget the person who caused her pain.

"Stand up." For the first time in her life, Gui Mo commanded Mu Qing'er, which almost exhausted all her courage.

Mu Qing'er followed the instructions and stood up straight slowly. From her actions, Gui Moth couldn't see any submissiveness or any resistance, so she just followed her instructions.

Gui Mo's plump buttocks, wrapped in dark red silk pants, slowly rose from the soft couch. She stretched out her left hand to pinch Mu Qing'er's right elbow, led her to the middle of the fur blanket, and then gently pulled her back to face her. Gather the thick hair that hangs down to your waist and pull it in front of you.

This was originally a set of actions that Gui Mo had already mastered to the point where he didn't need to think about it. The next step was to lift his right foot, place it against her knee, and step down hard. Then he pulled out the black rope on his arm and whipped the graceful girl who was lying on the ground, letting "Ghost Cry" tear her clothes and bite her skin... However, the ghost moth raised half of its right foot and still failed to do so. Step on it.

Gui Mo suddenly felt strong resentment in her heart. She hated herself for being incompetent and useless. It was clear that he had permission, but he was still so cowardly. She gritted her teeth, raised her foot, and kicked Mu Qing'er's knee hard. Mu Qing'er's body only swayed slightly, but she didn't fall, and she didn't even take a step forward. Tried again, still the same. Only then did Gui Mo realize that he was just being cruel in his heart and kicked Mu Qing'er's right foot, but it didn't listen at all and was as soft as a piece of tofu.

"Do you need me to fall down?" Mu Qing'er asked softly.

This question completely angered Ghost Moth! She let out a low roar that was almost a scream, grabbed the back of Mu Qing'er's neck with her right hand, roughly pushed her to the edge of the wooden bed, and stepped down hard with her right foot. This time, Mu Qing'er finally knelt down. Gui Mo pinched her right hand tighter and pressed down hard, burying Mu Qing'er's head and face deeply into the soft and thick quilt. This gesture made Mu Qing'er feel ashamed. She didn't move, letting herself be manipulated like a puppet.

Ghost Moth let go of his hand, feeling extremely tired. He seemed to have exhausted all his energy before doing anything.

His anger subsided slightly, and his mind showed a moment of clarity. She was shocked to realize that she was going to torture a "locust", but she actually forgot to seal her acupoints.

The "Yin Wind Finger" with 100% strength sealed all the accessible key points on Mu Qing'er's shoulders, back, waist and legs one by one. Whether it was really sealed or not, Gui Mo knew very well. With her own little skills, it would at most make it easier for her to do it when she didn't want to resist.

She took a deep breath, stood up from the edge of the bed, and took seven steps in the opposite direction to Mu Qing'er. He turned around and looked at the delicacies lying on the edge of the bed waiting for him to enjoy. His mouth was dry and his body was burning with fire.

There was a stinging sound, and the rope whip, with its long and shrill hiss, tore the sleeve of Gui Moth's left arm into pieces. Dark red remnants of silk were flying all over the room. One of the pieces fell into the oil lamp surrounded by gauze, and the wick suddenly lit up, and then behaved again for a moment.

The black snake coiled down, hissing and throbbing with the messy breath of the ghost moth. Not far away, the deepest and deepest desire in her heart was waiting for her disposal in an almost humble manner. They are no different from those prostitutes who were bought with silver coins.

The rope whip suddenly rose, whistling through the air. Mu Qing'er heard the sound of the whip and shrank in horror. This shock was like a bolt of lightning hitting Gui Moth's whip-shaking right wrist, and even more like a thunderclap that struck into her heart.

With a sharp "snap" sound, the rope whip suddenly turned in mid-air and tore the ribbon hanging on the side of the bed that tied the gauze curtain. Half of the "gauze curtain" hung down from the top of the bed frame, barely covering Mu Qing'er's long body wrapped in plain white shirt and trousers.

Gui Mo stared blankly at the scene in front of him and bit his plump lower lip. "What are you doing? What are you doing! Do I really want to see her shoulders, back, hips and legs covered with sores? Do I really want to hear her crying and wailing under my whip?

No, she is Mu Qing'er, my god! I should always kneel on the ground and look up to her; I should always be around her and flatter her, lying at her feet begging for mercy; I should always hope that one day I can get her, but that day will not come, nor should it come. Should never have come! "While the plump lips were dripping with blood, the ghost moth roared and roared in his heart.

The rope whip "Ghost Cry" accompanied by the sob suppressed in the throat, fell to the ground hard. The ghost moth jumped towards the door as if fleeing for its life, tore the door bolt to pieces with one claw, and ran out with bare feet. The cold night wind was unable to quell her boiling blood; the bright full moon only intensified her pain after losing her soul.

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violent. She didn't think about where she was going, but she knew exactly where this body driven by "animal nature" would take her.

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In the Forgotten Moon Tower, countless eyes were focused on this woman with "naked feet, dark red shirt and pants, a colorful left arm, and disheveled hair."

"Where is Qingchen!" Gui Mo didn't know who he was yelling at, he just yelled.

"Hey, this is Mr. Mo. You...please calm down. Chen'er is, is...I'll call you Su Su Lai, okay?" "Aunt Bian", the mother in charge of Wangyue Tower, walked to Gui Mo in fear. Side, but stopped four or five steps away, not daring to get any closer.

Gui Mo's figure moved steeply, his right arm swelled up, and he dug four fingers into "Aunt Bian's" neck, holding her collarbone and pulling her over.

"Ah!" Aunt Bian's miserable howl and Ghost Moth's ruthless attack stunned all the guests. Is there something like this happening in the city lord’s building?

"Third floor, or the backyard?" Gui Mo stopped roaring, put his hot lips next to "Aunt Bian's" ear, and asked coldly. The high-ranking actors and actresses of Wangyue Tower usually entertain guests on the third floor of the "main building". They also have an independent courtyard in the back garden. Guests who are acquainted and close friends will also be brought to the courtyard for private meetings.

"Third floor! Third floor! Ah..." When the ghost moth pulled out its four fingers, Aunt Bian screamed again, and fell limply to the ground like a loosened cloth bag.

Gui Mo doesn't need to ask which place on the third floor it is. Actors of the rank of "Qingchen" have their own exclusive heating pavilion. It was a place that Gui Moth had guarded at the door and flattered countless times, but had never been able to enter.

Ye Xuan once warned Gui Mo very sternly: Don't use force on actors! Not only the actors of "Wangyue Tower", but also any actor in "Kongrong City" cannot be used forcefully. Having a sword in your hand and not pulling it out lightly is the basis for the prosperity of "Kurong City".

Gui Mo failed to completely comply with Ye Xuan's words, but she never threatened or forced the actors of "Forgotten Moon Tower". Today, I can’t care less!

He broke the door bolt with one palm and broke in. In the Qingchen room, a very handsome businessman from the Western Regions with brown-red eyes sat. The two of them were neatly dressed and half filled with bamboo wine. It was the most elegant and graceful moment of the romance.

"Get out." It was just two words, and the tone was clearly like calling a dog.

The businessman was furious, stood up with a roar, cursed Gui Moth in words that Gui Mo could not understand, and tried to push her out of the room. The next moment, his heart was pinched by the palm that pierced his sternum. He was stunned, convulsed, and then died.

Qingchen did not scream, but slowly stood up from the chair and took two steps back.

Gui Mo's eyes were bloodshot, and she didn't even bother to close the heavy wooden door that could no longer be locked: "Take off your clothes!" Simple and direct. There is no room for discussion.

"Lord Moth, please respect yourself."

Youyou's words inexplicably made Gui Mo want to obey. She stared intently at the tall woman in white in front of her. Her figure, gaze, and voice were all very different from hers. Even her brown-black eyes seemed a little lighter than those of ordinary people.

"Fuck you! Kneel down!" Ghost Moth roared hysterically.

"No one has seen you kill, so you can still rely on it. Let's go quickly." Qingchen likes to be quiet, and the thermal pavilion is located in a dark corner. When Gui Moth went up to the second floor, no one followed him, and no one dared to follow him.

Gui Mo was shocked again. He never expected that Qingchen would say such words in this situation. After being stunned for a moment, she realized: she was delaying, waiting for Ye Xuan to come to rescue her!

"You bastard, you dare to play tricks on me." Gui Mo stopped talking nonsense, stepped forward, raised his hand and slapped me!

There was a "hoo" sound, and the right hand was empty.

"Hmph, you know how to use martial arts?" Gui Mo smiled contemptuously, stepped forward with a "Lan Step", and stretched out his arm to grab her collarbone. Suddenly, I felt pain under my ribs, numbness in my waist, and my breath felt stagnant, and I almost fell to my knees. I don't know when, the dust has drifted behind me.

Gui Mo stroked his waist and slowly turned around. He stared at Qingchen's pupils like cones, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Follow the wind into the night, this is Mozhang!"

"Now that you recognize 'Mo Zhang', you should know that you are not my opponent. If someone comes, jump out of the window and leave." Qingchen said expressionlessly.

"Who are you? You deserve to learn from Mozhang!" Gui Mo knew exactly what Qingchen was talking about. Since she can use "Mo Zhang", it at least shows that her "Lan Bu" is far better than her own, and the ability to absorb internal energy is beyond her own ability. But Gui Mo was unwilling, unconvinced, and even more unacceptable!

You are just a shadow of Sister Qing'er, just a bitch raised by the young master! Why are you stronger than me? Why can you be so condescending and bossy about me? I lost to Afterimage, to Yunluo, and to Zhou Lian! I couldn't keep secrets, couldn't manage the regiment, and was burned until I cried and peed my pants! Everyone laughs at me, thinking I can’t tell? Everyone looks down on me! Now even you dare...what are you, even you are worthy of it!

The sorrow, pity, and resentment that had been suppressed these days suddenly came to my mind.

"Lord Gui Mo, please...please do your humble duty..." The yamen soldiers from the Criminal Law Department walked into the open door of the Nuan Pavilion in fear, and were shocked to see the corpse on the ground and Gui Mo's right hand, which was still dripping with blood.

"Wangyue Tower, Qianjin Pavilion, and Mowen Pagoda" are all located near the "Night Palace" and "City Lord's Mansion". This area is the center of the entire "Kurong City". It is also the place where the land price is the most expensive and the patrols of the government soldiers are the most intensive. .

"Kneel down!" All the shame, anger and resentment turned into a loud shout, which hurt everyone's eardrums, including her own. A group of government soldiers obeyed the order in horror and knelt down on one knee. Purely according to the law, the head of the "Security Corps" has no authority to command the officers of the "Criminal Law Department". However, what the yamen soldiers fear is not the authority of the regiment leader, but the madness of Gui Mo. Through the lioness's roar, they could truly feel and predict that those who were still standing in the next moment would be worse than death.

"Today, I have to rely on you." After saying that, the ghost moth moved its fingers and pounced on Qingchen again. In the rage, the "markless hand" lost its gracefulness, and the "dark wind finger" lost its strangeness. Rampant, shattering the delicacy of the room.

"Mo Zhang" was originally a technique of "having little intention to kill and striving to protect oneself". Qingchen only practiced quietly with Ye Xuan on weekdays, almost all in the house. She is good at staying close to each other and moving forward, retreating and avoiding.

Ghost Moth clawed at Qingchen's chest again. "Lanbu" fought around, and Qingchen instantly hid behind a "pear wood table". A mere wooden table cannot stop the ghost moth, but it can slow it down and disturb her. Gui Mo raised his left foot and pushed it hard towards the wooden table. When the tabletop shattered, Qingchen lifted his right foot from below and hooked his toes upwards, just in time to hit Gui Mo.

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Left leg knee socket. "Magpie Bridge" faces the flying debris with wanton gentleness. The fragments of the wooden table were not even scratched by Qingchen's clothes.

The kick on the knee socket was not very painful, but after the left leg was recovered, it was already weak and weak. He could only stand without falling if he almost relied on his right leg for support. Unable to attack, Gui Mo returned her hand and touched her belt, but failed to pull out the "Poisonous Moth Stinger" as she wished. When she went to see Mu Qing'er, she didn't have that kind of thing with her.

The Yamen soldiers kneeling on the ground were all dumbfounded when they saw that "Master Mo" had failed to capture even one of the advocates. There was a smarter one who bowed his waist and ran out of the door without any instructions. Seeing this, the rest of the people also hurriedly jumped out.

At this time, Gui Mo knew that he had no chance of winning, and a desperate sarcastic smile appeared on his face: "Okay, I can also do 'Magpie Bridge'. Is this because I have learned all the skills?"

"Let's go." Seeing that his "Nuan Pavilion" had been damaged to a great extent, Qingchen felt angry.

Ghost Moth stood there, staring at Qingchen, motionless. At this time, she was no longer as violent as before. She smashed countless tables, chairs, and porcelain jade, dissipating some of her anger. The softness and soreness in her knees and waist also helped her regain some consciousness. At this moment, she no longer expected to do anything to Qingchen, but she couldn't bear to obey her orders, let alone limp in public and be kicked out in despair.

"Don't leave! If you dare to kill me, look at the young master's tolerance for you!" Gui Mo said arrogantly.

Qingchen's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and she thought to herself: "What a mess. How can you not commit adultery and then fight for favor?"

"Zhu Shijiu, don't embarrass yourself here!" "Ji Jiusan", the deputy of the Security Corps, rushed into Nuan Pavilion angrily and yelled at Gui Moth.

"Ji Jiusan" and "Ghost Moth" were both students of "Xuanqing Academy". He was admitted to the hospital two years earlier than her and was about four years older than her. At that time, the academy was still called "Guxufang". Once Gui Mo was bullied and was cornered by two boys who peed on her head. It was "Ji Jiu San" who she didn't know at all, who fought for her and her face was bleeding.

That was the only time Gui Moth had ever experienced the kind of thing in books like "when the road is rough, draw a sword to help". She was not contaminated by "Ji Jiusan's" character, but she remembered his affection. After entering the "Night Palace", he relied on favors and threats, and he did not hesitate to make troubles and wallows, forcing Ye Xuanzhong to this person.

This "Ji Jiusan" is indeed quite talented. He has not yet reached the "Fire Realm", but he can control countless warriors who are stronger than him. Although this is not unrelated to the evil power of the ghost moth, it is impossible for any mediocre person to make "fire and water" so tame. What's more, the "Security Corps" is different from the "Jiang Guards Corps". Most of the officers in the regiment are not from "academy", but are strong men who fought in the "Martial Arts Arena".

Seeing "Ji Jiusan" arriving, instead of helping him out, Gui Mo felt even more aggrieved and his eyes were blurred by the overflowing tears. But she refused to cry in front of Qingchen.

Looking at the pitiful and hateful look of Gui Moth, "Ji Jiusan" helplessly lowered the noise and comforted: "Leave here with me first and wipe the blood stains off your hands. At least don't let 'His Royal Highness the City Lord' see this scene." As he spoke, he pointed at the corpse on the ground and Gui Moth's blood-red right hand.

After saying that, regardless of Gui Mo's reaction, he bowed deeply to Qingchen, then strode forward, grabbed Gui Mo's bare left arm and pulled her out. Gui Mo has a weak left leg, but he can still rely on the lightness of one leg without being dragged down. At this time, he could no longer use his lightness skills, so he could only follow the black iron tower-like "Ji Jiu San" and hop out in embarrassment. "Slow down, don't you have eyes!" Gui Moth cursed angrily.

When Ye Xuan arrived, the body in Nuan Pavilion had been dragged away. Qingchen dismissed everyone and sat alone in the room, admiring the mess in the room. Qingchen's warm pavilion is a three-bedroom suite. The "outer room" was messed up by the ghost moth, while the "inner room" and the "bathroom" with the mandarin duck bathtub were not harmed yet.

"Are you injured?" Ye Xuan looked at Qingchen with concern and guilt. Before going upstairs, he had heard about the good deeds Gui Moth had done and also knew about Gui Moth's safety.

Qingchen stood up slowly, looking a little distracted and tired: "No, what you taught me is quite effective."

Ye Xuan took a few steps forward and held Qingchen in his arms, but he did not dare to use too much strength, as if her body had been cut by a "markless hand": "I can't protect you, blame me."

The ears and temples were rubbing together, and Qingchen's face could not be seen. Ye Xuan could still feel her faint smile: "Isn't this thoughtful?"

Ye Xuan released Qingchen from his arms, held her hand, and entered the "inner room" that was not harmed by ghost moths. He then led her to lie on her back on the couch, and he found a round stool to sit down, slowly He rubbed Qingchen's forehead and tried to calm her down.

"I forced you to practice qi at first, and then taught you martial arts... I just wanted to occupy some of your time so that you wouldn't have time to receive other guests. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be of great use." The words were full of fear. meaning. If "Chen'er" failed to control "Little Moth" today, I really don't know what she would do.

"If I beat her to death, do you want me to pay for it with my life?" Qingchen closed his eyes, and his tone seemed to be asking casually, "How much is this hairpin?"

"You little wolf, why are you starting to think about this? If you want to pay with your life... I will pay for it." Ye Xuan said with a wry smile. Qingchen loves to read history, and the person he admires the most is the Wolf King "Beard", so Ye Xuan calls her "Little Wolf" in private.

Qingchen smiled and said no more. Ye Xuan was worried and didn't know if his answer would pass the test. He has never encountered the dilemma of "people he cares about biting each other." Fortunately, the merits of today's matter are too clear-cut, and neither Chen'er nor Xiao Mo was harmed, so there shouldn't be any deep hatred.

"Now that you're exposed, no one in this building will dare to provoke you. Will it be lonely?" Ye Xuan lost no time in trying to persuade him.

"Do you think I have to find a place where I can be whipped at any time to survive?" Qingchen knew what Ye Xuan was talking about, so he said lightly to avoid the sharp point in his words.

"I mean, is this really the case for you in this life?" Ye Xuan didn't expect a response, so he just sighed to himself.

Exile Diary - Excerpt (47)

Anese said that she could clearly feel that the energy contained in the meridians was many times more than that in the Dantian. I asked her, would it take a long, long time to fill it up? She said that was not necessarily the case. The "river water" rose faster than the "pool water", and it seemed to be getting faster and faster. At this point, "Lin Jue" had no use for the experience he heard from "Ouyang Tong" and could only believe in Anese's feelings.

I decided to give Aniese a little more time and give Lin Jue a little more time.

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