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Chapter 253 One after another

"Yes, Song?"

"Later, Xuanyuan Zhi's appearance changed drastically because he learned from Wan Chunku that you gave him. He has been hiding behind King Fu for many years, so Bai Chen can't find him, right?"

"right."

Lu Qingyao almost understood that Bai Chen would appear in the palace to find Wen Yanyu, and as for whether he was bewitched by Wen Yanyu to kill her, it didn't matter. Anyway, everyone was dead and she was still transformed, so she couldn't make any trouble with the flower head spirit.

After thinking about it, Lu Qingyao continued to ask Luo Dong, "Did Yibeipang kill Xuanyuan Zhizhe?"

"no."

"It's Rakshasa, right?"

"right."

"Why?"

"Forcing Weng Zhong to show up."

"What's the relationship with Weng Zhong?"

"Don't know."

Well, I was treated with medicine, Luo Dong couldn't explain it clearly, Lu Qingyaoxin.

"How did you connect with Rakshasa?"

"It was all he asked me for, I don't know where he is."

"It's almost time, hurry up and ask." Jueming reminded Lu Qingyao. Lu Qingyao stood up and asked the last question.

"Luodong, have you ever regretted betraying Wuhua Palace?"

Luo Dong's bloody face was not visible, and her limbs were broken, making her only roll around on the ground. At the door were dozens of corpses of bandits, and poisonous gas was everywhere in the yard. This place was completely a hell on earth, with the breath of death everywhere.

Luo Dong bit his lips tightly, as if he was desperately suppressing the impulse in his body. His nature and medicine were constantly fighting, and people were about to wake up.

Lu Qingyao suddenly lost interest in knowing, so what if she knew it, it was a fait accompli, why should she explain it? Regret or not, she betrayed the master. This kind of sin cannot be forgiven. From the moment Luo Dong sneaked into Wuhua Palace, she was destined to be inexcusable. Lu Qingyao raised her sword.

"Don't you tell her who you are?" Jueming didn't look at Lu Qingyao and walked out of the yard alone.

Lu Qingyao pressed the sword against Luo Dong's neck and slowly spit out three words, "She is not worthy."

The medicinal properties passed, and Luo Dongru had just experienced a nightmare and sweated profusely. Lu Qingyao cut her neck and blood slowly flowed out. Luo Dong kept wriggling, and was still saying, "Miss Lu, you have to believe me."

Lu Qingyao took a rope from the house to tie Luo Dong and dragged her out. Jue Ming had already set fire there, and a fire rack was set up among the bodies all over the ground.

Tied Luo Dong to the pillar, Lu Qingyao looked at the blood that seemed to flow endlessly on her neck, and her eyes were clean and clean without any flaws except frost.

Luo Dong slowly felt the heat in the soles of his feet and began to scream in horror, "Luochun, you must die a good death! Lu Qingyao, Juesheng, even if I turn into a ghost, I will not let you go."

The night wind blows, and the flames are getting stronger. Luodong struggles violently, "Mmmmm, don't kill me, I dare not, I dare not. Luochun, please spare me, die, save me."

Lu Qingyao stood there quietly, her eyes never changed. She watched the flames swallowing the broken life bit by bit, hoping that the fire could burn all her body and soul, and hope that those unjust souls who died in vain could rest in peace from now on.

The tragic screams echoed in the forest, making people feel creepy. Humans and ghosts stay away, thick smoke rolls, and the burnt smell is soaring into the sky. This inhuman scene even turned its head, but Lu Qingyao insisted until Luodong's last hair was burned, and she insisted until the human body collapsed with a stick. When the fire finally slowly fell, there was only a burnt skeleton left in the fire... She closed her eyes and restrained the strong wind and waves in her heart. Is it over? It seems that yes, but it didn't.

Another Rakshasa was added, and another treasure was involved. One after another, the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind did not stop. Will she continue to move forward in this world?

Jueming felt the rich desolation of Lu Qingyao's body. This was the first time he saw the sadness from her after the reunion. She should be happy, right? Xuanyuan Zhi was killed by her and Luo Dong was killed by her. The great revenge was equivalent to avenging half. She would not let him go with the remaining person named Luosha.

Lu Qingyao's desolation caused the surrounding temperature to drop. Jueming looked at the dark jungle and sighed, "Let's go."

Lu Qingyao took a deep breath and slowly looked up. The moon had hidden in the woods at some point. The stars in the sky were scared to the point where they were only a few sparse. There were still a few sparks of stars that were burning a person. It was time for her to leave. The road ahead was still far away, and there were rugged mountain roads under her feet. Lu Qingyao felt that she was sentimental again. When I was watching the moon in Wuhua Palace, I always felt that the moonlight in the mountains was particularly enchanting and bright. When would it be as cool as it is now?

Lu Qingyao looked at the burnt corpse again, and slapped it out with her palm. The dust was flying, the skeleton was shattered, and the ash was fluttering with the wind. She flew into the grass in circles and came from the trees. The dust returned to the dust and the soil, and there was no trace again.

Lu Qingyao's mouth raised slightly, and her cold smile was meaningless and ethereal and profound.

No longer worried, Lu Qingyao turned around and followed Jueming. As soon as she took a few steps, she suddenly frowned and threw the sword in her hand behind her back. The sound of the sword stabbing into her body was clearly visible. Jueming looked back and saw that the black-clothed assassin who had escaped had a sword in his chest and vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"What should I do here?" Jueming asked Lu Qingyao.

Lu Qingyao did not look back, "Leave it to the government."

The two went down the mountain, walked through the miasma forest, and met with everyone on the official road.

When Luo Chun saw Lu Qingyao, he immediately met her and looked at her with red eyes and expectantly, "Miss."

Lu Qingyao patted Luo Chun on the shoulder, "I promised you, I will definitely do what I promised you."

"Miss." Luochun burst into tears in an instant and threw herself into Lu Qingyao's arms and burst into tears. Except for Lu Qingyun who was still dizzy, the rest of the people automatically opened their eyes, and no one went to find out what was going on.

Lu Qingyao waited for Luo Chun to vent her grievances for so many years and said softly in her ear, "When I find Luo Qiu, let's go back to Cangqiong Mountain and I'll see you."

"Yes, OK," Luo Chun nodded with red eyes.

"Okay, OK, it's time for us to set off. We've been struggling all night and we're close to the village ahead. Then we'll take a rest there for a while." Jueming said to everyone.

Lu Qingyao was in a bad mood and asked, "Where are those people and wolves?"

"It's all dead." Yan Ying looked at Lu Qingyao with a sad look in her eyes.

Lu Qingyao cheered up and smiled at everyone, "Okay, we can't take care of the rest. Thank you for your hard work, I'll invite everyone to drink when I get to the town."

Naturally, everyone also echoed the cheers. Dongfang Qiming, who was invisible and who was invisible, and who was invisible, went out again to Huizhou, as if the events of that night were like a dream, and no one mentioned another.

Seeing that Lu Qingyao was not in high spirits, Sima Qiyou insisted on riding a horse and walking with her. He took out an exquisite brown pottery from his arms and played a beautiful song. Lu Qingyao couldn't help but look at Sima Qiyou for a few more times, but he didn't expect that this guy still had this mood.

The girl in green has long hair, beautiful eyebrows, lips are like flowers, the young man in red is showing off his will, and singing on the horse, singing like frost,

Two horses, one black and one white, two figures, one green and one red, one calm as water, and the other passionately. Yan Fei, who was driving the carriage, narrowed his eyes, "Master, if you don't come again, the future wife of the sect leader will run away with someone."
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