Master Wu saw Xing Zhiying lost her mind and dragged her staggering steps outside, and quickly said with concern: "Girl, wait a minute, listening to what you just said, the person who killed Brother Huangfu is probably still hiding in the dark, so you really shouldn't go into danger alone.
Please allow me to come with you, so that I can take care of you."
Xing Zhiying's eyes were empty and she lowered her head and said solemnly: "Thank you for your concern, Brother Wu, let's go together."
Master Wu nodded, and the two of them came together outside Liuguang Bingshe. As expected, they saw only a figure standing proudly, with the same posture as Huangfu Yingyang.
Xing Zhiying couldn't help but feel sad. Although she knew that what she saw before was all an illusion, she still had a vague hope in her heart, so she stepped forward to take a closer look.
At this time, I saw Master Wu's eyebrows peaking, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Be careful, girl, beware of fraud!"
Xing Zhiying was stunned when she saw the figure suddenly turned around and struck her chest with a thunderous palm print!
Xing Zhiying was completely defenseless and could not dodge this palm. Just when she was in a panic, she saw a figure flash before her eyes, and then she heard a miserable groan, and the thick bloody smell immediately spread.
Xing Zhiying instinctively took a few steps back, but when she focused her eyes again, she was struck by thunder, and saw a blood-red palm passing through the vest of the person in front of her, and in the palm of the hand with five fingers together, surprisingly, there was still a heart.
The beating heart!
Although the heartbroken man was trembling with pain, he still tried his best to turn around and screamed hoarsely: "Girl... leave quickly, hurry up - ah!"
The voice stopped suddenly, leaving only a distorted face. His appearance looked very much like Qi Xuegu, the Lord Wu whom Xing Zhiying had just met!
Xing Zhiying's eyes were about to burst, and she watched helplessly as the palm retracted, and Lord Wu's body slowly fell limp.
The figure, who was originally as stiff as a corpse, now put the bleeding heart into his mouth, chewed it loudly, and said in a low voice: "You, I want it."
The painful experience that I least want to recall in this life, the extremely evil person that I least want to see again in this life, should have been buried in the endless hell, but now it is in front of me. Could it be that this nightmare has not yet awakened, could it be that this nightmare will never awaken again?
?
Xing Zhiying's delicate body trembled violently, and her voice sounded as if it had been cooked in boiling oil. She said with great difficulty: "You...how could it be you? You are already dead. Brother will not lie to me!"
Amidst the deep laughter, the man approached slowly, his familiar face gradually became clear, and he said lightly: "Brother? Mao Yatou, Mao Yatou, have you ever seen the real Huangfu Yingyang?"
Xing Zhiying's eyes were clear, and there was a sudden bang in her mind. As she staggered back, she said in clear disbelief: "Impossible...impossible! You...how can you be...him?!"
The originally familiar face now had a sarcastic smile, looking evil. The man shook his head and said leisurely: "There has never been a 'Huangfu Yingyang', there is only me, your number one."
A man, also your legitimate husband, I am the one in the coffin."
Xing Zhiying couldn't believe it, so she immediately scolded him: "You're talking nonsense! I've obviously met my eldest brother, but you are not him at all!"
"Huangfu Yingyang" shook his head and said: "The real Huangfu Yingyang died under the sword of the murderous demon king thirteen years ago, leaving only this perfect body to contain my soul."
"Do you know why I keep 'resurrecting from the dead'? That's because this body is actually dead long ago, and the only thing that remains immortal is my soul."
After hearing this, Xing Zhiying could not help but turn pale, and her mind was in confusion. Seeing "Huangfu Yingyang" approaching slowly, she had no idea at all.
"Huangfu Yingyang" wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a gentle tone: "You don't have to be afraid, I was offended by this nosy person, and my demonic nature is difficult to suppress for a while. Besides, I have to eat his heart to do it."
The soul will return to its origin, our clan has always eaten people and drank blood, so there is no need to pay too much attention."
Xing Zhiying felt nauseated, stared at "Huangfu Yingyang" and said: "No way, you are definitely not the eldest brother, you are not similar at all, you are not him."
"Huangfu Yingyang" sighed softly: "Xianyu, I just attacked you just to lure this guy into taking the bait. You should be able to understand."
Xing Zhiying's delicate body trembled violently and she exclaimed: "How do you know my name?"
"Huangfu Yingyang" said calmly: "Because I am your legitimate husband, your grandfather will naturally tell the inside story."
Xing Zhiying stared for a moment, then said in a trembling voice: "Did my grandfather really tell you that?"
"Huangfu Yingyang" had already arrived in front of Xing Zhiying, put his hand around her shoulders, and comforted her softly: "Admit it, Xianyu, you are already mine from body to heart, and we have been engaged for a long time. You
What are you still hesitating about?"
Xing Zhiying's eyes were blurred, and she lowered her eyebrows and said hoarsely: "Are you really a big brother? Are you really a big brother who has taken care of me all the way? Did you really not lie to me?"
"Huangfu Yingyang" smiled slightly and said: "If you like Huangfu Yingyang's identity, there is no harm in calling me eldest brother."
Xing Zhiying was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "You really won't die?"
"Huangfu Yingyang" laughed and said, "If I die, won't you become a little widow?"
Xing Zhiying bit her lips and said, "Since you said you are engaged to me, why do you still bully me?"
After saying this, a blush appeared on her face, and "Huangfu Yingyang" took the opportunity to come closer and said seductively: "You are so beautiful, I really can't help it, but then I felt that I was too rude to you, so I called Huangfu Yingyang
My identity is close to you, Xianyu, I know you will forgive me."
Xing Zhiying felt awkward for a while and whispered in a trembling voice: "You say I'm beautiful, how beautiful is that?"
"Huangfu Yingyang" smiled and said: "When the fish sinks and the geese fall, the moon is shy of the flowers. Throughout the ages, there is no better one."
However, Xing Zhiying said stubbornly: "Those who are fat or thin have their own beauty. You are not allowed to prevaricate."
"Huangfu Yingyang" didn't expect that Xing Zhiying would struggle with this issue. He paused and then coughed: "Yang Yuhuan is too plump, Xishi is a beauty from the south, and Diao Chan is too lowly. Well... I compare her to Zhaojun Luoyan.
Come on, your name happens to be Xianyu, wouldn’t it complement each other?”
Xing Zhiying blinked and muttered: "Is it really Zhaojun? Not someone else?"
"Huangfu Yingyang" took Xing Zhiying into his arms and smiled in a low voice: "No one else, you are just my Zhaojun."
Xing Zhiying's face turned red as she struggled and said, "You...brother, what are you doing..."
Huangfu Yingyang spoke softly and seductively: "You have been mine for a long time, and now that we are in love with each other, do we still have to stick to common etiquette? A woman's reputation is more important than her life. If you don't marry me, how can you do it?
Who will you marry?"
When Xing Zhiying heard this, her delicate body softened, and she no longer struggled. "Huangfu Yingyang" smiled silently, and continued to strike while the iron was hot.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Xing Zhiying suddenly shot out both palms and struck "Huangfu Yingyang" in the chest without any warning!