"Hiss! You were careless. You should be more careful with these mysterious things in the future."
Xue Hong stood up from the bed and rubbed the center of his brow.
That pink gas was formed from the grievances of countless male and female lovers. The aura of love and evil is controlled by the Misfortune Division in the sky.
A large amount of emotions hit Xue Hong's mind, and Xue Hong couldn't bear it for a moment, and then he fainted. However, if Xue Hong hadn't taken the initiative to inhale the aura of love and sin into his body, the aura of love and sin would have been powerless against Xue Hong.
If Xue Hong were to achieve great success in the Great Huang Ting, this bit of love and evil energy would be dispelled by the Great Huang Ting as soon as it enters the body.
Xue Hong: "Violent witch, you wait for me!"
Xue Hong's original arrogance and arrogance due to repelling Master Mangmang and Master Miaomiao suddenly dissipated a lot.
At least he knew that the power of the "wild fairies" in the sky was not as weak as he thought. But... this is more challenging! If it's a little difficult, just back off and practice some shitty Taoism or martial arts!
The sword light flashed away in Xue Hong's eyes, and then returned to its original appearance.
Xue Hong opened the quilt and was about to get up when Baochai led Xiang Ling in. Xiang Ling was holding a bowl of medicine.
Baochai: "Brother Hong, are you feeling better? The doctor said you fainted because you were too tired recently."
Xue Hong: "My sister is worried, but I'm fine now. By the way, how do you feel about your health now?"
Baochai showed a look of joy on his face and said: "I have never felt so good. By the way, Brother Hong, your way of treating me is like a fairy in a picture book. Many doctors can't cure me, but you
He’s healed.”
Xue Hong also enjoyed listening to her sister's praise. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't you know that my brother is also a miracle doctor?"
Baochai smiled and said: "Yes, yes. Brother Hong is the most powerful. Come and drink this bowl of medicine."
Baochai took the medicine bowl from Xiangling, holding the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other.
Xue Hong complained secretly. He was not injured at all. He just fainted because he couldn't bear the huge emotion for a while. He didn't need to drink medicine!
Xue Hong's mind was racing, and he suddenly saw Xiang Ling standing aside, and quickly said: "Didn't Brother Pan buy this little girl from Ren Yazi? Didn't he say that he sent someone to look for his parents? Why?
Still here.”
Baochai told Xue Hong about Xiangling.
It turned out that after the Zhen family was burned down, not a single tile remained. People were sent to search for the home in Xiang Ling's memory, but only ashes were found.
According to the original plot, the couple took their servants and maids to defect to Feng Su. Zhen Shiyin gave his father-in-law some silver in exchange for his good looks. In the end, he was ridiculed by Feng Su because he was not good at farming and neglected to run the house and keep the business.
Repeatedly struck mercilessly by fate, Zhen Shiyin, who was originally reclusive from the world, followed a monk, perhaps to wander around, perhaps to cultivate immortality, and ended his worldly ties.
After crying and feeling sad, Feng continued to make a living under his father's roof.
But before, when Xue Hong met a monk, there was no one else around them. Perhaps Zhen Shiyin had not become a monk and was still at his father-in-law's house.
Now that the monks were beaten half to death by Xue Hong, they probably wouldn't be able to care about Zhen Shiyin for a while.
After thinking for a while, Xue Hong said: "I have some news here. If you want to find Xiangling's parents, it is better to go to Gusu to find a large family with a surname. That is Xiangling's maternal ancestral home. Xiangling's parents
Maybe it's there."
Baochai heard this and said to Xiangling: "Did Xiangling hear that? There is news about your parents!"
Xiangling was at a loss when she heard this. She no longer had any hope in this matter.
Baochai suddenly thought of something and said strangely: "Huh? I asked our merchants to search but failed. How could Brother Hong find it by himself? Is it God's will?"
Xue Hong tapped Baochai's forehead angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? There is no God's will. It's just that I have a friend in Gusu who happened to hear about this."
Baochai lowered his head and stirred the medicinal soup with a spoon while saying in a strange tone: "It's a good thing for Brother Hong to have a wide range of friends. But brother, you are already sixteen years old now. Do you have anyone you like? If so, it would be better to do it earlier."
Bring it here so that my sister can see you."
Xue Hong stretched out his hand and rubbed Baochai's little head: "You're so young, but you already care about me. Brother Wei has no such plans for the time being. I have a lot of things to do, so it's better not to be distracted."
When Baochai heard this, her almond-shaped eyes lit up, she raised her head and smiled sweetly: "Brother Hong, please don't touch my head all the time. I'm not a child anymore."
Xue Hong chuckled lightly, got up from the bed and walked towards the door, saying as he walked: "No matter how old you are, you are still a child to me."
Just when Xue Hong was still three or two steps away from the door, Baochai's voice came from behind.
"Brother Hong, what are you doing? Are you afraid of the pain and want to run away?"
When Xue Hong heard this, he turned into an afterimage and disappeared, leaving only one sentence: "Brother, I have something important to do, so I won't drink the medicine! See you later!"
…
In the palace of Prince Yi Zhong, Zhu Rongxi, who is in his thirties, is sitting upright, as if waiting for something. There is a bowl of fresh deer blood next to him.
After a while, a confidant came over with a letter: "Your Majesty, this is a letter from Jiangnan."
Zhu Rongxi opened the envelope and read it carefully. Halfway through, his face became gloomy, and he read a paragraph before recovering.
In the time it took to touch a cup of tea, the entire letter had been read. Zhu Rongxi put the letter on the candle nearby, and the paper quickly burned up.
Zhu Rongxi picked up the bowl of deer blood and drank it all in one gulp. Some blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and Zhu Rongxi gently wiped it away with his fingers.
Zhu Rongxi picked up the handkerchief, wiped his hands, and said: "Reply to the young gentleman and tell him that I already know about Jiangnan and he has done a very good job. Losing the car to save the handsome man is the most correct choice.
One more thing, the White Lotus Sect has been a little disobedient recently, teach them a lesson and change them to an obedient leader. What I want is a dog that won’t bite its owner. Go down."
After the servants left, Zhu Rongxi was once again the only one left in the room. Zhu Rongxi sat on a chair, with a domineering aura slowly rising from his body. However, in just a moment, this aura disappeared and was replaced by something indescribable.
Nobility and grace.
Zhu Rongxi stood up, looked in the mirror, and saw that his face in the mirror was friendly, without any murderous or domineering look, and then he walked out of the room with satisfaction.
"When the country is at war, how can the people live in peace and harmony with Qiao Su?"
Don't talk about the matter of making a marquis, because one general will make thousands of bones wither."