Chapter 329

Xiaodouya is stationed next to his family tree. Xiaopang paper doesn't want to leave and wants to stay by. But before, little fat paper showed his hand, and the fire all over the ground made the ghost face tree clan terrified, so it appeared again and was expelled from the place 10 meters away.

When Dongfang Minghui went to see it, a man and a group of vines were confronting each other. She couldn't laugh or cry. After saying hello to the ghost face trees, xiaopang paper was allowed to move to a place three meters away from the bean sprouts. Even so, there were thick vine branches between the two people, which were tangled and scattered like a mass of tangles.

"Never attack with fire, or you will be attacked by them."

"Good."

After confirming that xiaodouya is safe and sound, she goes back to the place where the seven elder sisters trained before. There is no residue left in a large area of land eroded by the gas of death. The ground is scorched black. It seems that the gas of death has penetrated into the soil. In the long run, the trees in qianjiahoushan will be completely eroded.

She even heard many conscious trees howling. She hesitated and went up to comfort her.

"Seven elder sister."

"Well?"

"I want to go to the places where the death species have erupted before."

Under the leadership of Qian Wanyu, Dongfang Minghui saw the Shura field in qianjiahoushan and the Shura field of plants. Many hundred year old trees all withered at the moment of the explosion of the gas of death. Up to now, part of the remains of the trees are still left, and they are gone with a touch of dust.

It can be seen that at the moment of disaster, they even have no chance to uproot and escape. The big trees are next to the small trees, and the vines are intertwined, as if they want to give the last protection.

The air of death in the soil has not yet dissipated. As soon as she steps in, she is contaminated by a handful of death gas. Those who are eager to climb up, even a handful of them, also contain a terrible instinct of erosion.

As soon as Qian Wan Yu's hand was patted, the spirit of death ran into her body and disappeared. "Nine younger sister, this place is not suitable for you to come."

Dongfang Minghui also knows that she should not be in charge of these trivial matters, but after witnessing the details of qianjiahoushan, she doesn't want qianjiahoushan to be destroyed. "Seven elder sister, if this goes on for a long time, qianjiahoushan will become another valley of death."

There are skeletons all over the place, and the spirit of death spreads all over the back mountain.

Dongfang Minghui walked step by step to the center of the outbreak of death. Under the constant swallowing of qianwanyu, the air of death under her feet just adhered to it and soon disappeared. The bad feeling of cold and hot went straight to her brain from the sole of her feet.

Qian Wanyu naturally knows this fact, but in fact she can't interfere with anything. She is the spirit Master of the dark Department. How can this piece of back mountain return to the grand occasion of that year?

"What are you going to do?"

"Seven elder sister, my blood has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, and can make the plants revive and regenerate. I heard their painful cry. Please allow me to do something for them." Dongfang Minghui's fingertip knife strokes toward the palm of her hand. Her hand clenches into a fist. The blood drops one drop, two drops, three drops along her fist Falling in the dark soil under her feet, it soon gathered into a small circle, and the blood penetrated into the soil.

Qian Wanyu's brows are so tight that she feels powerless every time she sees the other side bleeding. Looking at a small pool of blood under her feet, she grabs the other party's wrist and says, "that's enough."

Dongfang Minghui raised her face. "Seven elder sister, you have to find a way to let me make up more."

What to make up for? Naturally, it's blood tonic.

Qian Wanyu held an old face, and her whole body was full of the breath that no one was allowed to enter. As soon as she came back, she took those secret spirit masters to continue training. Everyone looked at each other and did not dare to say more. Musheng sneaked over and asked, "Minghui, where did you just go?"

Oriental Minghui laughs, revealing two rows of white teeth, "secret."

Woody:.... " I always feel that Minghui is more and more like sister Wanyu. How can I do it.

"Are you interested in following me for a day today?" Xuanzhu, who has been trying to reduce her sense of being, suddenly interjects. Her hat pocket turns to Dongfang Minghui. Although she doesn't show her face, everyone knows that this is what she said to Dongfang Minghui.

"Yes."

Dongfang Minghui doesn't like to see xuanzhu collecting skeletons. The skeleton represents death and darkness, which runs counter to her path of cultivation. She may be even more cranky after reading it. But she thinks xuanzhu should want to find someone to accompany her.

As soon as situ Hao stood up, he was trampled on by Bai rou. He almost hugged his leg and howled. When he came to his reaction, Dongfang Minghui and xuanzhu had already gone far away.

"Xiaorou, why do you step on me? It hurts."

"Pain is the only memory." Bai Rou snorted, turned her head and carried a big knife. She took the initiative to approach Qian Wanyu's side. "I've always wanted to compete with you. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day."

Bai Rou has always been decisive and straightforward.

Part of the reason why Qian Wanyu appreciates her is because of her personality. She doesn't muddle along, "OK."

Situ Hao has no spare time to take care of Dongfang Minghui any more. When he heard that his daughter-in-law wanted to challenge Qian Wanyu, he was scared out of everything. "Xiaorou, you --"Bai Rou pushed him straight away, "women talk, men don't interrupt."

Situ Hao and the unexplained lying gun's Musheng, leen and others covered their mouths, or just look, don't interfere.

***

Dongfang Minghui has seen a picture of white bone pinching before, so she can look at what xuanzhu is going to do with a normal person's mind. After watching it several times, she can't help asking, "why do you have to drop a drop of blood every time?"

Xuanzhu thought of Qian Wanyu's mocking words before, and then said, "just like your spiritual master accepting spiritual favor and signing a contract, I can be regarded as such. However, you have restrictions. You only have one contract partner, but I can have many."

Oriental Minghui nodded lightly, but did not envy at all. Although she had only one contractual partner, she was still alive and kicking. Xuanzhu's companions are quite strange. They can't speak or communicate. They may be knocked out of their heads at any time.

Partners are valued in the essence, not in the many.

"When I refine a king level undead, I won't be easily broken by people."

“……”

"So, younger martial sister, I want to ask you a favor."

Sure enough, waiting for her here.

Dongfang Minghui did not know, so, "what do you need me to do?"

"Refining King level undead, I need a lot of spirit plants, you can help me find them." Although xuanzhu was a pharmacist, she only inherited the traditional doctors of Lamar Larkin. Most of the spiritual plants she collected were dried in the sun. The medicinal properties of the spiritual plants were greatly reduced. Moreover, the mortality rate of the spiritual plants she planted was very high, which made her feel a little tied when she did many things.

"So it is."

"Well."

"I need to discuss this matter with seven elder sister." There must be a lot of potion for refining King level undead. Although Dongfang Minghui has channels to collect a lot of spirit plants, xuanzhu said these should be magic plants.

"Whatever you want."

The next whole day, Dongfang Minghui saw xuanzhu take the trouble to let those empty skeletons kill each other, and the last one is left. So repeatedly, to the last place at the tenth place, she simply sat on the top of a big tree and looked at it.

At first, they were all very good, but when the white bones began to fight each other, an empty bone shelf suddenly flew towards xuanzhu. The five sharp claws seemed to attack xuanzhu. Dongfang Minghui, sitting on the branch of the tree, almost fell down in fright. "Damn me, xuanzhu, hide quickly."

Xuanzhu Yang back, smoothly avoid.

But it seems that the white bone shelf is not dead hearted. After one blow, it will be another.

"Small color, this kind of empty skeleton should be OK."

"Well."

Small color vines whizzed in the past, imprisoned the hands and ankles of the empty bone shelf behind, and even tied a head there. After struggling for some time, the white bone shelf did not move.

Dongfang Minghui jumped down from the tree and walked to the road, "xuanzhu, are you ok?"

Xuanzhu shook her head, and all her attention was put on the empty skeleton in front of her. She looked at it carefully, "very good, finally found a conscious one."

Dongfang Minghui thinks that this white bone is more special than other stiff bones. It also knows to catch the thief and catch the king first. "It seems to be a little clever."

Xuanzhu patted the skeleton's hand, and a drop of blood was printed on the skeleton's body, and it didn't enter quickly. After that, xuanzhu patted other parts of it. Every time, there was a drop of blood. He dropped blood five times, and the last time he fell into the frontal bone of the skeleton.

"What is this?"

"This can be refined into a thousand King level undead, with great potential."

"Do you have to choose the king level you need every time?" When Dongfang Minghui thought of the scene just now, it was also thrilling. If xuanzhu was unprepared or met with a relatively strong skeleton, he was refining the king level undead with his own life.

"Of course."

"Xuanzhu."

Xuanzhu looked up at her and said, "how?"

Dongfang Minghui gently shook his head and felt guilty for guessing the other party with the heart of a villain for a while ago, "you'd better let someone guard your side, you're a crisp pharmacist, otherwise it's very dangerous."

Xuanzhu said something to the white bone and murmured for a long time, "you can let your spirit pet go."

Small color roared in the soul sea, "I'm not a soul pet!"

Dongfang Minghui is not sure. After confirming it again and again, she lets the small color relax.

The skeleton, which had just resisted, has now become a motionless skeleton, moving along with xuanzhu's instructions, and they led it back all the way.

After going back, Dongfang Minghui reported xuanzhu to Qian Wanyu, "seven elder sister, xuanzhu she --"

seeing her hesitation and worry, Qian Wanyu could guess what the other party was trying to say. After a glance at the empty bones behind xuanzhu, she said, "it's a good thing that she wants revenge now. I always think it's wrong for her to follow Lamar Rajin It doesn't seem so. ""I don't think the priest Larkin treated her well." Dongfang Minghui thinks that xuanzhu has changed too much, and the innocent princess in her impression is totally two sides, because this change makes her always on guard, she is afraid of xuanzhu's defection.

That's absolutely fatal for seven sisters.

"You can't just look at the surface." With the help of Rajin, I'm afraid he really treated xuanzhu with this unique skill of refining the dead.

"Maybe."

"Take Caiqing to Yuntian pavilion or the mercenary regiment. Maybe you can help xuanzhu get the magic plant she needs as soon as possible."

"Well."

Before Dongfang Minghui left, she looked at Qian Wanyu strangely and looked at her face inexplicably.

Thousand Wan jade smile a face ambiguous, low voice way, "look again, don't go."

“……”

Dongfang Minghui was scared away by seven elder sister's shameless state. She went out a long way to think, well, seven elder sister seems to have grown a lot higher, "I forgot to ask how Xiaobai Tuan was! That's true. "

Small color gave her a meal, "or go get some magic plants, you don't give me to eat ghost noodles fruit, you should always let me find a few magic plants to improve my cultivation."

Dongfang Minghui said: We're going to kill each other again.

***

with Caiqing, she went to Yuntian pavilion to purchase some magic plants, and then went to the mercenary group in person. The mercenary League union was a little quiet, much quieter than the previous time they came. The only constant thing was that as soon as she entered the door, the smell mixed with many flavors came to her face, and she even smelled a smell of sweat.

On the bulletin board of the mercenary League Union, the tasks they have published for several months are still hanging on them. So far, no other task has surpassed them.

"Are the two girls here to post the task or --"

"post the task."

The difficulty coefficient of the task released by Dongfang Minghui is also quite high. The mercenary group needs to go through the dark forest to reach the magic sea area to find the magic plants she said. Magic plants grow on the boundary of death. If you want to pick magic plants, you need to deal with death.

Although the mercenary regiment's people roam the death boundary, it does not mean that they are not afraid of death.

Therefore, when Dongfang Minghui hears Xiaose murmuring about the enchanted sea, she feels like a pill. Sure enough, after she has told the people on the special stage about her requirements, she hears a burst of air pumping and a brief silence in the military labor union hall.

"Can't you?"

"We need to evaluate the difficulty coefficient of the task. If the difficulty coefficient is very high, I'm afraid the reward will have to be doubled many times."

Dongfang Minghui thought of the seven elder sister's indifferent attitude before, and at the same time, he also made a bold comment

If you can help xuanzhu refine a king level undead, at least in the face of the dead spirit Master still have a level of assurance, life lost, no matter how many of these spirit stones are useless. She lingered for a moment in the mercenary Union.

Soon, the man posted the evaluation difficulty coefficient.

Dongfang Minghui did not surprise to see the two S. when the reward was raised to the same amount as before, well, she added an additional number to it. After she finished writing it herself, she also felt very funny.

"No, it's a double s mission again."

"The last time they went to do the task with great enthusiasm, only nine teams went there. At present, four teams have come back, and it is said that one team back has no idea what's crazy. They bite people and go crazy."

"Forget it."

Dongfang Minghui listens to the gossip, and then goes out slowly. Caiqing sees that she is very worried. She is still worried about the matter of moozhi. "Nine girls, don't worry. As long as the reward is high, someone will finish the task."

There is a famous saying in the world that money can make the devil move the mill.

Dongfang Minghui sighed. She thought it would not be easy to do the task of tears of the Spanish people before. After all, the internal structure of the Spanish people is being reorganized. It is not obvious that human beings will show mercy. She didn't expect to be stopped by this group of mercenaries.

Nine teams have gone and four teams have come back. The loss and casualties are too high. The remaining five teams would be better if they were alive. Ruodu -

seeing that five months is coming, and the tears of the Spanish people have not yet fallen, Dongfang Minghui can not help but start to worry.

"I hope so."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie --"

Dongfang Minghui suddenly heard such a shady voice, and her hair suddenly stood up. She was wary of a dream Ruoyu. How could she forget that there was another abnormal Mo Lu? She grabbed Caiqing and ran forward.

"Nine girls."

"Let's go."

Caiqing shook off Dongfang Minghui's hand and said, "nine girls go first."

Mo Lu stood not far from the front, looking at them with Yin measurement, "run."

Dongfang Minghui can't bet whether this Mo abnormal will kill Caiqing. Moreover, she can escape once. If she doesn't succeed next time, she won't go out. Thinking of this, she simply won't leave. "Mr. Mo, why bother me as a junior?""The blood sacrifice array promised by the little girl hasn't been fulfilled yet. I can only take you to sacrifice my array with blood."

"It's really abnormal." Oriental Minghui said in the soul sea, "Ding Ding and Xiao Guang are not around me. There is no way to ask for help."

"I'm afraid Mr. Mo has misunderstood him. Seven elder sister has been busy with Mo Ye's business recently. How can it be called not cashing in? What's more, the deadline agreed with Mr. Mo hasn't arrived yet, and Mr. Mo should be patient and so on." Dongfang Minghui said with a smile and made a gesture of "go fast" to Caiqing behind her.

"She was caught." Small color helpless in the soul of the sea notice, "now there are two ways for you to choose, one is to run immediately, regardless of the other. The second is - "

" Er - "

Dongfang Minghui turned around and saw a very familiar person. His heart suddenly cooled. Liang Zhi, who was wearing Mo Ce's face, was holding a sword around Caiqing's neck with a smile, and said to her," long time no see. "

They really haven't seen each other for a long time.

Dongfang Minghui thought that he would never see this man again in his life. As a result, the haunted man appeared here again. Her mouth twitched. "Let her go and I'll go with you."

……

Mo Lu a moment of Jie Jie Jie's smile, a while and ho ho, that kind of smile seems to come from the ground, listen to the people's hair chilling.

Dongfang Minghui took a look at Mo Lu, then looked at Wen Renliang Zhi, and wondered how these two people would collude with each other. She walked in the middle and tried to escape. She was expected to be caught. "Mr. Mo, Meng Ruoyu has died and can't die any more. Where do you want to take me?"

"Blood sacrifice."

"Dream!"

Do not need her to try again, Mo Lu and Wen Renliang Zhi said the results have confirmed that their relationship is very unreliable.

Mo Lu hears retort voice, very displeased turn to look at Wen Renliang Zhi.

Dongfang Minghui looks forward to the fight between the two so that she can have a chance to escape.

As a result, Mo Luhu smiles, and then reaches out his hand like lightning and puts his fingers on her shoulder.

At the same time, Liang Zhi's hand also attacked Oriental Minghui.

Dongfang Minghui felt that the whole man was in the air for a while, and then he came back to God. She has been taken out of the scope of five meters by Mo Lu, standing on a roof, looking down at Wen Renliang Zhi, "boy, dare to play tricks with me."

Wen Ren Liang Zhi failed to make a hit and was not angry. He said, "nine girls, do you still remember the Oriental family?"

Dongfang Minghui is discussing with his friends in the soul sea whether it is safer to fall into the hands of moru, the pervert, or the dead spirit Master Wen Renliang Zhi. The answer is -

"what!"

Mo Lu quietly tut sound, without saying a word will Oriental Minghui to capture, and finally they stop in the dream capital city outskirts somewhere particularly gloomy place.

Dongfang minghuixian smelled a stench, which she was not unfamiliar with. However, this place is in line with Mo's abnormal aesthetic style. After all, the other party has always been more evil, "Mo ye, what is this place?"

"Guess?"

Don't make fun of it. She suspects that Mo Lu's words just now are not a joke. After a few steps, Dongfang Minghui found a section of corroded white bone, and another section of the white bone had been gnawed. Further forward, he saw a large number of corpses, piled up like a mountain.

Fortunately, she was also a person who had experienced great storms and waves. Seeing these things still did not change her face, she felt that the smell was a little intolerable.

"Don't get close." Small color reminds a way, "this should be the dream capital before those who contaminated with the gas of death."

"No Dongfang Minghui always thought that the corpses had been disposed of, but they were thrown away in the wild at will. This will make the spirit of death settle in the soil and destroy the land. At that time, let alone the grass, there will be no grass.

Mo Lu is gloomy face, "why don't you shout?"

After a big turn in the brain circuit of Dongfang Minghu, he realized what the pervert wanted to do. He immediately pretended that he was afraid, and he screamed, "ah, how terrible ~"

Mo Lu: "ah, how terrible ~"

Xiaose and zhuxiancao almost took out in the soul sea.

After Dongfang Minghui finished calling, he said solemnly, "Lord Mo, give me a proposal from the bottom of my heart. This place is not suitable for refining blood sacrifice array."

The implication is not to sacrifice her in blood.

Mo Lu directly stretched out his hand to carry those corpses, selected several from them and placed them in front of her, and chuckled a few times.

Dongfang Minghui personally saw and recognized Mo's abnormal means. At present, he said in the soul sea, "I'm blinded by my vision. This abnormal person must want to make an example to others and ask for mercy."

Soon, it was dark before her eyes.

Dongfang Minghui blinked, staring at the front without expression, listening to the guidance of small color, where to look, the eyeball is Piao to where.

"Here comes the pervert, with something in his hand."

"Well."She can even smell the smell of blood and putrefaction. Mo abnormal is abnormal. She specializes in doing things that other people can't accept. In the past, she can't even get a forensic doctor to do it. What's more, she has a first-class method of dissection. "It's too heavy. Can't master Mo want to use it for roasting?"

Eat?

Mo Lu looked at the disgusting Bala's things in his hand. He didn't feel sick to others, but he was disgusted to himself. Then he lost the thing, "Tut, the courage of a little doll is good."

Oriental Minghui shivered, also true also false way, "Mo ye, actually I am very afraid."

With the help of Xiaose and zhuxiancao, she quickly gained the upper hand on the road of moru's disgusting people. In any case, if something was wrong, she would shield her vision, otherwise her sense of smell would be OK. When the other party stops, she looks at the place selected by Mo Lu, and says strangely, "last time, master Mo said he owed Meng Ruoyu a favor, but he wants to kill you. Is that human relationship more important than life?"

"Ah --"

"why, Mr. Mo intends to take this matter into the coffin."

"You are so curious, little doll." Mo Lu meaningful said, eyes narrowed up, and a bit fierce.

"I can't help being curious. After all, I'm one of the victims. Meng Ruoyu wants to arrest me. Although he's dead, isn't Meng Jia still there?" Dongfang Minghui thinks that it's a little strange that the appearance of Liang Zhi is so coincidental.

She said with her friends in the soul sea, "I suspect that dreamers can't wait for my reply for a long time, so I'll let the good will of Wen Ren come forward to threaten me and force me to make a decision."

Small color Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa with vines to beat pig fairy grass, "not like it."

Zhu Xiancao held different opinions, "don't forget the brocade box sent by the dream prophet."

Dongfang Minghui is even more worried when he thinks of the brocade box. The dream house can't be clean, so the other party must have something to do with the group of dead spiritual masters. "Just now I heard people's good aspiration remind me that Dongfang family has something in his hand?"

Dongfang family has long been gone. Even if there is anything, the original cousin has given her the most important thing.

She racked her brain to think of only one person in the end.

"Second lady."

"Ah, bah, my mother."

When Mo Lu saw her startled, her expression was very vivid, and she suddenly changed her attention. "It's OK to tell you. In those years, the ancestors of the dream family once recommended our Mo family in my great grandfather's generation, and taught us a method of cultivation. Although there was some evil in the skill, the Mo family was at the end of their life. She always remembers the kindness of the dream family. Little girl, Meng Ruoyu is dead, But the debt I owe to dreamers will be paid back by you. "

Dongfang Minghui said:

"Why did you bring me here?" It's better to send it directly to Mengjia, which is better than that she has been speculating here. It happens that she also has an account to settle with Mengjia.

"I'm happy."

Mo Lu has been playing cards out of order.

However, Dongfang Minghui couldn't help but think about it. The dream family's "prophet" was just a cover. I'm afraid it's not a good way to point out Mo's family. It's no wonder that Mo's family has changed into such an image that people are not human, ghosts are not ghosts, and they almost have no children.

I am afraid only the dreamer's prophet will know whether this is hatred or kindness.

"Mr. Mo, why don't we make a deal?"

"Well?"

****

dream house.

When Dongfang Minghui stood outside the door of dream house for a long time, the door opened. A man dressed as a boy said respectfully, "Miss nine, you are welcome. It's really a sin to welcome you. Please."

"Play tricks." She murmured and strode into the dream house. "If I had known that, I should have done something with this golden finger."

For example, we can build a rose tower which is more powerful than Qijie, collect the information of the whole seven color continent, and be a god operator without omission, so that we can worship it. Just imagination, she felt exciting.

After hearing this, Xiaose couldn't help laughing, "don't dream."

The boy is leading the way. Dongfang Minghui takes a serious look at the plants planted by the dreamers on both sides of the road. He finds that many spiritual plants are full of wisdom and are chatting with each other. However, they are not in a good mental state and are a little depressed. Their voice is soft and soft. If you don't listen carefully, you can't notice their existence.

"Little color."

"Look at me."

Small color vine without any sound from the East behind Minghui moved out, all of a sudden smoothly into the grass and trees.

The little girl in front didn't feel it at all. She took her to the room where the dream prophet used to receive guests. The cottage was surrounded by green vines, and there were flower beds and spiritual plants beside it. It was a very warm place with style.

The surrounding grassland has become pitted, and some of them are even bald. It seems that they have encountered inhuman treatment.

The whole feeling is completely destroyed.

"Here you are, nine girls. The prophet is waiting for you in there."

"Good."Push open that door, the vine on the roof is like living, the vine branches back and forth, as if to show something. Dongfang Minghui didn't think so. When she came for the first time, these vines were all lying on the top of the room. Occasionally, a few green vines fell down, which was very natural.

dream as in the past, the prophet is steaming hot tea awesome, pouring tea poured water, this series of movements are very skilled, is the body is not very strong, occasionally cough two times, it looks like a sick fish, and it seems like the kind of long illness does not heal.

Dongfang Minghui is in a trance, and the prospect coincides with a few years ago, "the prophet is good at elegance."

"Nine girls, sit down."

"The body of the prophet seems to be weaker than that of previous years. Has the wisdom of the prophet, who has discovered many unknown secrets, ever calculated good or bad luck for himself?"

The hand that dream prophet carries cup shakes next, calm smile way, "calculate, live but 30."

Oriental Ming huilue sighed with regret, "I heard that all the prophets of a thousand families were punished by heaven for peeping into the heaven's secrets. I don't know whether this is true or not."

On hearing the word "Tianbian", the dream prophet slapped the teacup on the table and said, "where did nine girls hear that?"

"Don't be angry with the prophet. I love gossip. Many of them come from gossip. But there is another one that is even more bizarre. I don't know if the prophet has ever heard of it." Oriental Minghui looks at the dream prophet with a smile.

The dream prophet frowned.

However, Dongfang Minghui continued regardless, as if he didn't see the pale face of the other party. "It is said that a long time ago, about a hundred years ago, there was a group of people who were good at communicating with plants, and their life span was the same with plants. Therefore, the name of this clan is called Wanshou clan. You can see that the name is not very good. They all say that it is easy to live on a cheap life. The people of this family are in vain and hope Life is the same as heaven and earth. However, the good time is not long. The patriarch of this clan got a treasure, which attracted the covet of a greedy clan. The man, together with a group of foreign enemies, mercilessly destroyed the whole clan. But heaven has an eye. In the end, the patriarch cursed the greedy traitor with his blood donation. "

"Curse their descendants from generation to generation who will not live to be thirty years old."

Dongfang Minghui finished in one breath. She picked up the tea and sniffed it. The smell of tea was very strong, but it was not her favorite. She picked it up and put it down gently. Then she looked at the dream prophet opposite with great interest.

There was a short silence in the room. After half a sound, the dream prophet slowly said, "nine girls, this story is quite wonderful."

Dongfang Minghui didn't know that he immediately admitted that, after all, not everyone could bear his own fault calmly. "What a coincidence. It seems that every generation of dreamers can't live more than 30. Oh, no, I'm wrong."

The dream prophet holds the cup tightly.

"Meng Ruoyu seems to have broken the curse."

"Nine girls."

"Why, doesn't the prophet want to live? After all, everyone has the right to choose his own life. What a painful life to be bound from birth, and some things have nothing to do with the prophet, but the prophet has to bear all these things. " Dongfang Minghui said with a smile, "Meng Ruoyu, he dares to abandon your dream family, put the responsibility of the dream family on you, and chose a completely different road. You see, he lived at least 30 years."

Although the living people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts.

The dream prophet suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter was fragile and crazy, and his plain eyes were suddenly infected with a trace of resentment, "it seems that you all know that I should call you nine girls or a young master of Wanshou clan?"

Dongfang Minghui looked at him with both hands around his chest, "I have one thing very curious about."

After the dream prophet laughed, he coughed desperately, as if to cough all his heart and lung.

She even smelled a smell of blood. It seemed that the last prophet of the dreamer knew that he was dying.

"Excuse me."

"The dreamers bear the sins of the Wanshou people, and should have borne the wrath of the heaven. But you have miraculously established your foothold in the city of Mengdu, and you are so unrestrained and unrestrained. Therefore, I think, what methods have you used to transfer the sins of the dream family to other places."

Another sin of the dream family is the dream prophet's smile.

"Recently, I was entangled by the mor family's perversion. I heard from him that your dream family was still kind to the Mo family. They not only saved them, but also contributed generously. So I guess that the death of Mo's family's descendants, or even the death of their children and grandchildren, is actually caused by the transfer of sin by the dream family. "

Mo Lu, who overheard outside, almost caught a piece of turf. Fortunately, he still had Bai Xuan's son.

Dongfang Minghui didn't want to be so suspicious. She always thought that it was strange that the Mo family owed Meng family a personal debt. It was strange that the dream family was like a high and cold kaolin flower. She never made friends with people except the royal family.

Since you have a personal relationship with the Mo family, shouldn't normal people have a good relationship with the Mo family?

What's the matter? These years, the dream family and the Mo family don't contact each other. Even when they meet, they don't even nod and greet each other. This is really strange.If Mo Lu had not said that the dream family had the gift of Gongfa, she would not have understood that if the Kung Fu was so good, how could she give it to others.

"Now that you know, what do you want me to do?" The calm and calm face of the dream prophet has been put down, replaced by a ferocious face. He looks at the East with a twisted look and says, "just now nine girls asked me, did you ever want to give up everything about dream family? I can tell you the answer."

Dongfang Minghui leaned back a little bit.

"Once I thought about it, I would know that dreamers are the root of sin, but what does this have to do with me! I'm innocent. I've never done that. " The dream prophet roared, saying that the thin body still had to breathe hard, and his chest was up and down, "I don't want to die, my life has just begun."

From the initial joy to take over the dream family, to find the whole thing sad, the dream prophet has endured for many years. The closer he was to the number of thirty, his whole life was filled with a sense of stillness.

Until the dream appears.

The deserter, who should have inherited the dream family, appeared as the spirit Master of death. In addition to resentment, the dream prophet suddenly had a glimmer of hope.

Some people broke the curse of the dream family, just as the dream family used the Mo family to escape the sin.

He can continue to live.

"Don't get excited. Don't get excited. Don't get excited, or you may not be able to live for more than 30 years." Oriental Minghui comforted, while quickly picked up the brocade box, pushed it on the table, opened the way, "the prophet sent me this gift, I don't understand very well."

"Ha, it seems that the third lady of the thousand families did not tell you."

"What?"

Although she had known for a long time that seven elder sister had something to hide from herself, she could not help but feel a little cluttering when she saw the gloating appearance of the dream prophet.

The dream prophet picked up the finger bone and put it in his hand. He was smiling, and the light of pleasure flashed in his eyes, "do you know whose finger bone this section belongs to?"

Dongfang Minghui looked at the white bone, and then looked at his slightly happy eyes. He swallowed hard and thought of a person in his mind, but he thought it impossible. After all, the upper part of the dream if feather was destroyed by the seventh elder sister. There was no reason to leave such a white bone. If there was, seven elder sister would know, "it's not a dream like feather."

"Ah --"

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