As soon as Ye Shangqiu left, Gu Zhuling carried A Man back to the attic of Yiyuan.
In the pavilion, Gu Zhuling put Aman on the bed and checked Aman's pulse. After confirming it, he looked around and fixed his eyes on the candlestick with hollow golden carvings on the table.
Finding the flickering firelight in the candlestick, Gu Zhuling walked to the table, took off the hollow cover, raised her hand to draw a talisman in the air, and dropped the "mo" curse to float in the air.
Finally, the curse merged into a bead, slowly melting the wick of the candle, illuminating the darkness in Gu Zhuling's eyes. Gu Zhuling turned to look at Aman, who was sleeping on the couch.
Thinking of Ye Hui and Gu Shaozai in Lingfo Temple, Gu Zhuling thought of the ghost Dao Miwu who invaded Xingyao City, put down the lampshade while recovering her thoughts, and walked out of the attic.
Outside the building, Gu Zhuling raised her hand and snapped her fingers, and a maid came forward to greet her.
"Ancient leader!"
"Take good care of this girl!"
"yes!"
Hearing the maid's response, Gu Zhuling glanced at the house manager's aunt Luokui who was hiding in the corner of the attic. Luokui looked at Gu Zhuling's retreating back and raised her eyes to look at the plaque of "Yiyuan".
Under the plaque, as soon as the maid entered the room, she was punched by Xiangqu until her vision went black. She fell into Xiangqu's arms. Xiangqu looked at the maid and quickly turned to look at Aman.
For a long while, Xiangqu saw that Aman was not affected, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his finger to the maid's eyebrows, and the next second, the maid's soul was pulled away by Xiangqu.
Xiangqu took the opportunity to sink into the maid's body. After a while, Xiangqu took advantage of the maid's body and woke up. He felt pain on his forehead, groaned secretly, and suddenly felt that his attack was a bit harsh.
Now it was her own fault. Of course she complained but regretted it. Xiangqu still stood up and walked to the table. Just now she turned into a creature and hid in Aman's pocket.
Naturally, she clearly saw Gu Zhuling's series of sexy operations. Now Xiangqu was afraid that what Gu Zhuling had done would be detrimental to Aman, so she quickly opened the lampshade.
The candle flame swayed under stress, revealing the bead hidden in it. Xiangqu thought about the bead's ability to peek into the landscape, raised her hand and took out the bead from the core of the fire, cursing secretly in her heart.
...Sure enough, the world is as black as crows!
...men are not good things!
...Especially Ye Hui, a subordinate of this cheap devil, how dare you spy on my precious city lord of Xiangqu!
Angrily, Xiangqu was stunned for a moment. When he looked at Qizhu, another question flashed in his mind. Qizhu originated from the fairy world, and Ye Hui was the reincarnation of the Demon Ancestor.
Not to mention that immortals and demons have disliked each other for hundreds of years, and it is impossible for them to coexist peacefully now. What does the immortal world want to do now by sending people to lurk in Ye Hui's mansion? And Gu Zhuling's performance just now clearly shows that he has known the city lord for a long time. According to
Why didn't Gu Zhuling take action directly in Kyushu's demon-slaying heart, but instead secretly peeped?
What is the purpose of Gu Zhuling? In confusion, Xiangqu suddenly recalled the city lord and the demon ancestor who disappeared at the same time hundreds of years ago. His right eye twitched and he ran straight to the edge of the collapse.
Xiangqu lowered his head and glanced at the lower back of Aman's neck. He saw a manshu huahua on Aman's back after the execution of the spirit tribe's forbidden technique, and suddenly took a breath of cold air.
...Ember Curse!
...This is a forbidden technique that her spiritual clan has sealed away for hundreds of years!
Once implemented, the memory of the caster will disappear with his spirit, and his whole heart and thoughts will be given to others to be reborn. So what exactly did the city lord experience after going to the Tianyao Sect in the Demon Realm?
Hundreds of years ago, Yuehuang City was destroyed. She was escorted by Bai Wangyou's mother, Sumu, and left the city to look for the master. After asking around, she only learned that the city master last appeared at Guixu Rock in Sixiang City in the Demon Realm.
Guixu has existed since ancient times. The flames in the rock are eternal and their power can dissolve all things. However, the city lord was already at the highest level of the Spirit Clan and the sect of Spirit Zen at that time.
Looking at Kyushu, there are only nine heroes who can compete with the city lord. However, with the city lord's ability, even if he encounters any of them, he will not end up using forbidden techniques.
...unless everyone rises up and attacks!
...Or maybe her city lord did it on purpose?!
Thinking carefully, Xiangqu recalled that Aman fought tooth and nail to protect his sword in the spirit trapping formation. He lowered his eyes and looked at the sword-shaped light box under the shahua on Aman's back, and his heart sank.
...There's something wrong with this heavy sword?!
Unwilling to give up, Xiangqu moved closer and closer to Aman. Going back and forth, Xiangqu almost touched the hand with the heavy sword box seal, but was suddenly held by the sleeping Aman.
"Don't take my sword away!"
The words were so strong that Xiangqu was so frightened that he twitched his hands, knelt down and bowed his head.
"My lord is above, and I have no intention of offending you. Please calm down my lord!"
Xiangqu didn't dare to raise his head after the words fell for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help but call out again.
"City Lord?"
At the same time as the sound was heard, Xiangqu raised her eyes slightly, took a sneak peek, and found that there was no movement in Aman on the couch. She raised her head again, calling out to him while raising her head.
"City Lord!"
"..."
"city..."
It wasn't until the third sound that Xiangqu dared to believe that his city lord was talking in his sleep. He raised his hand to calm his beating heart, not wanting to touch the pearl in his palm.
...Qizhu?
...fairyland?!
...Besieged and robbed by all the tribes?!
Xiangqu frowned as he thought about his suspicion. If the city lord had the intention to turn the reincarnation body into prey to lure the hunter, then Qizhu would have a reasonable explanation.
After all, a person who can't remember anything is the best "prey" for hunters, but all the truth needs to wait for the city lord to regain his memory.
But if the city lord wants to restore his memory, he must find the person who the city lord saved in the first place, and this heavy sword becomes the only clue. One soul changes one life, and one life lasts forever.
This is the symbiosis price of the Ember Curse, but before that, how could she tolerate others bullying her lost and recovered precious city lord!
Xiangqu made up his mind and bit his finger, and a drop of spiritual blood fell on the bead. Xiangqu closed his eyes and cast a counterattack spell on the bead, and finally curled his lips and smiled.
...Hey guys! Since you want to see it!
...This general will let you see it to your heart’s content! It’s so exciting to see it! It will be unforgettable in your life!
From then on, Xiangqu put the bead back into the wick, sat down on the edge of the cave and looked at the reborn appearance of his city lord. Although his ordinary appearance was far different from the past, his words and deeds were still heroic.
Sure enough, mountains and rivers can change easily, and my Lord is as sharp as before. He is indeed the person she admires. In her thoughts, Xiangqu turned over and sat under the couch, leaning her head on the edge of the bed, and looking out the window at the night.
At night, the lights in the imperial city are brightly lit, illuminating the bluestone road leading to the Zhucui Palace.
On the bluestone road, the ghostly figure that disappears and appears on the autumn leaves reflects in the eyes of Fang Lian, the young master of the Shark tribe who is secretly protecting Shui Yinlong on the eaves of the Zhucui Palace.
Fang Lian grinned and grabbed Ye Shangqiu for a moment. He jumped up and spun his body in the air. He pressed his left hand on his right arm and aimed at Ye Shangqiu's hand to fire the crossbow.
With a "whoosh" sound, the crossbow's poisoned arrow flew towards Ye Shangqiu. The eyebrows on Ye Shangqiu frowned, and as the wind in his ears changed, he tilted his head to avoid it, raised his finger to intercept the short arrow, and threw it back.
The short arrow counterattacked Fang Lian. Fang Lian was not Ye Shangqiu's opponent. The sneak attack failed, but the short arrow thrown back by Ye Shangqiu hit the glazed tile at his feet.
The glazed tiles shattered, and Fang Lian rolled directly in front of Ye Shangqiu's boots. As soon as he raised his head, he was hit by the falling ash ruins and screamed in pain, awakening Shui Yinlong who was resting in the hall.
When Shui Yinlong heard that there was someone outside the palace, he took off his shawl and walked toward the palace door. Outside the door, Fang Lian rubbed the green bump on his forehead that had been smashed by broken tiles with his left hand, and pointed at the autumn leaves with his right hand.
"Ye Shangqiu! You bastard! Don't you even know how to pity fish (jade)?!"
As Fang Lian spoke, she cried. Big tears flowed out of her eyes, and fell to the ground drop by drop, turning into pearls and rolling to Ye Shangqiu's feet.