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"Okay! I promise you everything, I promise you everything!" Ziyuan nodded heavily, hugging Su Zhexue in her arms even tighter, hot tears fell drop by drop on the sideburns of the person in her arms, and covered her vest with her palms, Continuously transported the inner breath, "Sister, hold on, I will take you to the doctor right away, you can't have anything to do, you can't have something to do, you haven't done what you promised me, I won't allow you to be foolish!"

"Ahem." Su Zhexue's brows were relaxed, and she smiled warmly. She stretched out her hand weakly, and took Ziyuan's hand wrapped in a sweat towel, "Can do...can do...the things in your story Dead wife... sister... sister Laipi... once... so what?"

"Sister!" Ziyuan's hand clenched her hand and shook her head violently, "No, hold on!" After finishing speaking, she quickly turned her face away and hissed at A Ling at the gate of the ruined temple. Said, "Aling, come and help me, take my sister to the doctor!"

"Idiot... Idiot..." Su Zhexue looked at Ziyuan's side face in a daze, and stretched out her other hand, wanting to touch her cheek again, "You always say... I and... I My lord...you look good when you smile...actually...when you smile...you laugh...even more...more..."

The moment her fingertips touched Ziyuan's cheek, she finally drooped powerlessly, her head tilted slightly, and she fell into Ziyuan's arms, and finally remained motionless.

"Sister... sister!" Ziyuan turned her head in shock.

A Ling rushed to Su Zhexue's side, and quickly went to feel her pulse, but the moment her fingers touched her wrist, she froze in place, unable to speak for a long time.

Ziyuan asked sadly: "Is my sister still alive, is she still alive, isn't she?!"

"..." Ah Ling raised her teary eyes and finally shook her head tremblingly.

As if struck by lightning, Ziyuan looked down at Su Zhexue in her arms, and the thousand words could only be turned into a heart-wrenching call, "Wake up, sister, you can't just leave like this, no! I haven't married you yet, You promised me, as long as I..."

"who?!"

A Ling was alert to someone entering from outside the ruined temple, so she stood up and stopped Ziyuan and Su Zhexue, ready to fight the person who came.

The person who came was a man in witch clothes. When his face was illuminated by the fire, Ah Ling's hanging heart finally let go.

"My lord, I'm late!" Mo Luo bowed to A Ling, and glanced sideways at Zi Yuan, who was crying behind A Ling, "I waited for a long time in the suburbs of Lin'an according to the orders of the lord, but I waited The news that the rebels have invaded the imperial city..."

"Wait, how do you know I'm here?" Ah Ling's vigilant heart hung up again.

Mo Luo apologized and explained: "There is a kind of Gu in my Mowu Department, called Shadow Gu, one male and one female, as long as the female Gu is planted on that person, even if the person dies, he can chase the male Gu to find that person. "Speaking, Mo Luo knelt down to A-Ling, "Mo Luo dared to fear that there would be changes in Lin'an, and he would not be able to find the master for a while, so he secretly put the female gu on the master. This is the medicine to cure the gu, please master Take it up and take it down." After finishing speaking, Mo Luo respectfully took out a small bottle from his arms and handed it to A Ling.

A Ling took the small bottle, looked at Mo Luo hesitantly, and thought about it again, even if he was given another kind of Gu, what's so scary with the longevity cup?Without the slightest hesitation, he shook out a pill from the small bottle, took it with his head raised, and returned the small bottle to Mo Luo.

"Does your Mowu tribe have any elixir for bringing the dead back to life?" Zi Yuan suddenly said in a hoarse voice, which surprised both A Ling and Mo Luo.

Mo Luo walked to Ziyuan's side, glanced at Su Zhexue in Ziyuan's arms, shook his head and said, "People who die from exhaustion cannot be saved by medicine stones in this world."

"Can't the Longevity Cup be saved?" Ziyuan asked again in a trembling voice.

Mo Luo shook his head again, and said: "The Longevity Cup can cure all kinds of poisons in the world, and can prolong life, but it cannot bring the dead back to life." After a short pause, Mo Luo seemed to think of something, "But... there is another rumor in Yin Xuhai A sacred object called the Bone Flute of Rebirth, it is said that this object can bring the dead back to life..."

"The Bone Flute?! Where is it?" Zi Yuan's eyes lit up, and she asked anxiously.

Mo Luo thought for a while, "Years ago, Ayena seemed to find out some news about the bone flute of the past life, but since then, Ayena no longer mentioned the bone flute of the past life. , no one has actually seen this holy object.”

"Ayena..." A Ling murmured for a moment, then glanced at Ziyuan suddenly, then lowered her head to look at Su Zhexue, who was already exhausted, and suddenly, a hand knife slashed on Ziyuan's neck.

Hearing Ziyuan's muffled snort, she fainted immediately.

Mo Luo was amazed by A Ling's actions, "My lord, what is this?"

A-Ling raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said: "I have heard that the most powerful Gu in your Mowu tribe is a kind of Gu that makes people die without decay, called Longevity Gu."

Mo Luo suddenly understood what A Ling meant, "You mean to keep her body?"

Ah Ling nodded, "Since the Longevity Cup is true, the rumors about the bone flute of the past life are probably true. Since Ayena has found out the news about the bone flute of the past life, if he hadn't discovered something, he would not have suddenly become silent , so..." Ah Ling looked down at Su Zhexue, "Zhexue should still have a chance."

It's not right for Mo Luo to think carefully, "But the emperor's time is approaching, if we take a dead body on the road, I'm afraid the pace will be slower, if..."

A Ling fixedly looked at Moluo, "Since there is a remnant of yours in the Mowu Department, there are naturally other remnants."

Mo Luo couldn't help but took a deep breath, only felt that the Princess Huangling in front of her was far more difficult to serve than the original King of Shu. She had an extraordinary mind, and even when she was down and out, she could still discover the details that she might have missed.

Ah Ling walked to the entrance of the ruined temple, and said coldly: "If the great cause is successful, you will be my confidant, so naturally you have to show some sincerity and prove it to me, how much you Mowu Department can do for me ?”

Mo Luo clasped his fists and said, "No! I will definitely put this girl's body in the safest place."

"Then you go to work quickly, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, we have an appointment, see you in Huaiyang, Shuangzhou two days later." A Ling nodded, still a little worried, and said, "Remember, Zhexue The body is invulnerable."

"promise!"

Seeing Mo Luo bent down to pick up Su Zhexue and quickly disappeared into the rainy night, A Ling sat beside Ziyuan, reached out and gently stroked her face, "Zhexue is dead, I can't let you You are in danger, so I will walk the rest of the way alone, you have a good sleep, and you will be safe when you wake up." After speaking, A-Ling carried Ziyuan back with some difficulty, and looked at her. Looking at the dark and rainy night outside the temple gate, he murmured, "It's time for you to fulfill your responsibilities, brat."

The wind and rain are pattering, and the mountains are dark.

The figures of A Ling and Zi Yuan finally disappeared in the night rain, leaving only a little fire in the ruined temple flickering in the rain.

At the same time, the west gate of Lin'an was opened wide, and the female family members of Dayun Empress Palace in prison clothes slowly walked out of the west gate of Lin'an through the blood-stained mud.

Shen You and Shen Zhihuai stood side by side on the top of the city, watching those slender emperors, concubines and concubines on the road with infinite fear, they all knew that the end of the journey would be a more cruel nightmare.

Once a woman is imprisoned, she will be miserable all her life, and a woman will never die in hell.

Ayejie quietly walked behind them, and said coldly: "Are you sure you have counted enough women in the harem?"

Shen You was startled, "There are indeed no omissions."

Ayejie said with a sneer: "Concubine Shen Gui and Princess Jingrou in your general's mansion, aren't they missing?"

"This...they are my relatives!" Shen You's face darkened, and when he met Ayejie's cold green eyes, his voice was a little lower, "Young master, please bypass them!"

Ayejie sneered and said: "General Shen, don't panic, I'm just joking." After speaking, he clapped his palms, and two soldiers brought Xiao Ye, the king of Shu, who was in the prison, up.

Shen You and Shen Zhihuai glanced at each other, not understanding what Ayejie wanted to do.

"His Royal Highness the King of Shu, please stay safe." Ayejie first bowed to Xiao Ye, "I have really wronged you these days in the prison."

Xiao Ye looked at Ayejie hesitantly, "My Highness is now in your hands, so you don't have to be courteous to me!"

"Unexpectedly, our Highness the King of Shu has grown a head after being locked up for these days." Ayejie finished speaking sarcastically, and looked at Shen You coolly, "I need an excuse in Dajin, you guys know how to do it do it?"

Before Shen You could react, Shen Zhihuai had already pierced Xiao Ye's chest with his sword.

"You..." Xiao Ye stretched out his hand unwillingly to grab Ayejie, "You must...you must die!"

When Xiao Ye fell to the ground out of breath, Shen Zhihuai pulled out his long sword and bowed respectfully to Ayejie, "So, is the young master still satisfied?"

Ayejie let out a big laugh, "Not bad! Not bad! The King of Shu died in Dayun. I am very satisfied with the result." After finishing speaking, Ayejie gave Shen You a meaningful look, "Your child is smarter than you Too much, thinking about it, I will bypass Concubine Shen Gui and Princess Jingrou and find two female corpses for you, as if they died violently."

"Thanks... Thank you, Young Master!" After Shen You finished speaking tremblingly, he quietly looked at Shen Zhihuai who was on the side, feeling that the son beside him was becoming more and more strange to him.

The clothes were soaked in wind and rain, and the penetrating coolness made the hundreds of concubines and concubines trembling in the distance.

"Ahem..." Xuanhua sniffed, and looked back at the silhouette of Lin'an behind him. He always had a feeling in his heart that if they left this city, they would never come back again.

"What are you looking at? Let's go!"

A whip fell fiercely on Xuanhua's back, and the general escorting the concubine Diji impatiently wanted to whip Xuanhua again, but was protected by another woman.

"Mother!" Xuan Hua rubbed the place where the whip fell for Ning Cairen distressedly.

Ning Cairen shook his head, "Mother doesn't hurt, Xuanhua doesn't cry, let's go on."

"This bitch, it's kind of interesting." The general licked his lips, although he didn't beat them again, but a more terrifying thought floated in his mind.