blood contract

Dongfang Rouyin said "Ah" and came back to his senses. Putting on a look of sworn hatred towards this son, he said: "This son has taken away this..." Before the word "Gong" could be said, he hurriedly changed his words, "My girl's Yunwu Chenguang Qin is really abominable... "

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Ling, don't blame me for making nonsense. I also want to break into the enemy and find out the information so that I can help you.

Xiaoyinyin in Dongfang Rouyin’s heart clasped her hands together to find some solution for herself.

Hearing this, the four monks looked surprised. According to legend, it was the orphan work of the old man who played the string instrument. The sound of the instrument is exquisite, and with the addition of the morning music, it helps the soul to practice. It is an excellent spiritual treasure.

"Beast!" The four of them shouted in unison.

Jealousy envious hate!

"Everyone will kill this guy if they find him. Everyone is here to get rid of this guy today. Tell us whatever you can do. There is no need to hide it." A middle-aged man said loudly.

"Yes, tell me what you can do!" someone agreed.

All of a sudden, everyone began to offer their ‘ingenious ideas’.

Dongfang Rouyin made a mental note of the young masters one by one who screamed the loudest, so that they could settle accounts in the future.

After formulating a series of plans, the issue of "divorcing treasures" began to be discussed. In addition to each getting back his own treasure, other treasures are distributed according to their attributes and their respective contributions.

To put it simply, the person who hits the hardest and contributes the most will be chosen first.

The sound of "swish" sounded, and the fire on the ground suddenly lit up, forming a formation that trapped everyone in the formation. Immediately afterwards, a scarlet blood mist rose, and the evil aura was strong.

"what happened?"

Before anyone could react, they saw more than a dozen monks pinching their necks, their eyes rolled up, and then their bodies shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they fell to the ground dead.

"Trap, this is a trap. Run away!"

Someone yelled, and everyone reacted. In shock, they all showed their weapons and slashed at the magic circle barrier.

But it's too late!

Dongfang Rouyin wanted to cry but had no tears. How could she be so unlucky? If she couldn't help, could it be possible that she would risk my life?

The world is dangerous, I want to go home!

Dongfang Rouyin saw that the remaining monks were shriveling up in fear. She patted the high-quality robes on her body and felt happy for a while. She quickly pulled out a high-level escape talisman and ran away.

Behind Wenting, a hoarse, low and terrifying voice whispered: "Where to escape!"

What follows is the terrifying huge bloody claw...

I’m a mother-in-law!

A group of Dongfang Rouyin trembled and fled for their lives.

... ...

The night fog came in, the cold wind blew, and a few barking dogs occasionally came from the quiet street.

After escaping from death, Dongfang Rouyin witnessed and experienced the horror of death with her own eyes. She hugged her knees and hid in a dark alley, shivering.

She had never been in such a mess, her whole body was dirty, and her arms and back were injured, but fortunately they were not serious. Like a tabby cat

There are still traces of wet tears on his face. I was cold and hungry, but I didn't even dare to check into the inn, for fear that the man would come looking for me.

Recalling the horrific scene during the day, her heart almost jumped out of her throat. If she hadn't cleverly thrown out the life-saving amulet given to her by Brother Ye to withstand the blow of the blood claw, she would have been a dead body lying on the desolate field and became a lonely ghost.

Thinking that she would never see her father, queen, brother Ye and sister Wan'er again, she felt regretful. If there is nothing wrong with learning, why do you want to learn from others to ‘chasing stars’!

Da da da……

A carriage passed by, its wheels rolling over the hollow and causing a splash of water.

The carriage stopped in front of the gate of a mansion. The gate of the mansion opened and three men and one woman walked out. A man and a woman walked straight into the carriage and drove away.

Two men followed closely behind.

"It turns out they live here!"

Dongfang Rouyin recognized the man and woman. The man is his thoughtful second brother, His Highness Prince Heng, Dongfang Gongjun; and Princess Lehua Dongfang Xiu, whom he has known since his death-defying fight and turned into ashes. The latter two men should be Prince Heng's sword-carrying guards, Kuang Feng and Kuang Dao.

"Where are they going?...Could it be...to harm Mr. Ling?"

Thinking of this, Dongfang Rouyin was so anxious that she ignored her own safety and followed quietly while wiping her nose.

The lights are on here and people are coming and going. The girls in Zhaohualou are all shy, angry, silly, and beautiful.

In the courtyard, there is endless singing and dancing, and there is endless drinking and rowing.

The old bustard respectfully led a man and a woman to an elegant courtyard with a smile on his face, "Two noble ladies, please come in. Mr. Ling is here."

After saying this, the madam turned around and left knowing the rules.

Dongfang Xiu frowned and complained: "Brother Emperor, this guy asked us to meet in such a dirty place. It's really unreasonable..."

Dongfang Gongjun glanced at her sharply and said in a cold voice: "I told you not to come, but you have to come... Just stay here and don't ruin this king's good deeds."

Saying this, he walked towards the inner room.

Dongfang Xiu curled her lips with an unhappy look on her face and murmured: "All dead men are the same, none of them are good."

dong dong dong...

There was the sound of drums in the house, sometimes reciting poems, sometimes smiling charmingly. A pair of maids outside the door saw the man approaching, bowed politely, and opened the door.

In the middle of the room sat a man in a rust-red robe. His fiery red hair was tied back casually, with a few strokes of hair hanging down in front of his forehead. He was blindfolded and playing a drum. Ten people sat in a circle and began to pass flowers one by one.

As soon as the man entered, a woman secretly winked, and the woman holding the passing flower threw the passing flower in her hand at the man. At this point, the drumming stopped, and all the women covered their lips and smiled sweetly. They all stood up and bowed politely, saying: "Please recite a poem for me, sir."

Seeing the ten beautiful women with hot bodies, each of them behaving in a coquettish and decent manner, without any sense of being disgusting, the man was stunned for a moment.

Hearing this, the drummer in the middle took off his blindfold, smiled evilly, and raised his hand to make a sign of invitation.

The man did not recite a poem, but just smiled and threw the flower in his hand to her, "Young Master Ling, you are so elegant!"

Different people have different personalities. When Lingling heard this, he knew that this person was eager for success, arrogant and strong, and did not like to have the initiative in the hands of others.

She waved her hand, and the ten women took away the drumming and flower-passing things very well, bowed and left.

Dongfang Xiu stood in the courtyard, kicking the pebbles at her feet and playing with the tassels on the jade pendant around her waist in boredom. Ten stunning women who were as beautiful as the beauties in the harem came out in unison. Seeing the girls coming out, the maid who guarded the door closed the door and left the courtyard with the girls. When they passed by her, they bowed to her politely.

It is rare to see a woman in a place like this behave so decently and dignifiedly even in Blackwater Ice City.

Dongfang Xiu nodded secretly and smiled in his heart, "Brother Huang is indeed different from other men. He knows that business matters are important."

Then he rolled his eyes and sneaked towards the side window of the house.