MTL - Reborn: Revenge of the Concubine’s Daughter-Chapter 743 Cypress will not die

In the setting sun, after leaving the palace, He Danggui went to the place where Nie Chun lived first. She and Bodibo made an appointment to meet there. I wonder if the casual guy is still waiting?

The carriage stopped outside the house, got out, knocked on the door, and no one answered. Going in through the side door and across the wall, the place was bright red, covered with blood, and there were frightened faces, all dressed in house clothes, which means that this is the servant of Nie Chun's family!

Nie Chun! Is he dead too?

He Danggui checked all the faces on the ground. Fortunately, none of them was Nie Chun's face. But why is the back of the dead body under the willow tree so familiar?

The figure was recognizable by her at a glance, the green dress, and even the longest maiden's dress!

Her heart suddenly flinched, rushing upside down to turn over the body, holding the body's face, and the whole heart suddenly filled with sorrow and exclaimed: "Bo Baibo, Bo Baibo, is it really you? You are not the name The longest-lived person? Why is it so! "

But the icy corpse was no longer able to give the answer, the cunning fox had no nine lives of the cat!

The once cunning expression and clear eyes will never appear on this blood-stained face. The death of Dao Shengbo and Baibo was caused by her.

Sadly unable to speak, she dropped the body and turned away. Revenge, she's going to get revenge for Bo Qibo. But where is the enemy?

Taking a few steps forward, a **** hand grabbed her ankle. She wasn't afraid of dead bodies, but this time she was so scared that she fell so heavily on the ground "Ah-"

"Dead girl, with no conscience ..." Bai Pubai's dead body cursed in a broken voice.

He Angelica was completely stunned. Hasn't Bai Bobai died yet?

Although it did not die, it was really a serious injury. There were blades all over the body, and I saw bones in one or two places. I'm afraid that no one else would die if he changed anyone else, but he is a cypress, and he has a lot of skills. Perhaps there is any way to make him painless and less bleeding. That's why he was lucky enough to retrieve his life.

The severely injured Bai Yebai squeezed an eye in pain, and accused He Danggui of "guilt": "It is said that you can see the true feelings when you are in trouble, and today you only know that you have no true feelings for me. Anyway, I have been friends for several years, and have not done it together. Less bad things, drink and eat meat together, and now the poor are unfortunately dead. Not only will you die, you will even throw me on the ground! "

He Danggui observed his complexion and determined that he had a sigh of enthusiasm. He could be rescued and rescued.

Bai Bobai wasted the heat, and scolded hardly: "Dead girl, count the conscience, from Tuerzhen Restaurant to the Zhu Family Palace, how many times before and after are poor and not afraid of danger, do that Heroes save heroes in the United States. It ’s long been hopeless for you to repay you with your physical status, but that does n’t mean that you are poor and noble enough to be merciful and hopeless? —Why do n’t you die? ” The hoarse life called last.

He Angelica took out the silver needle and started emergency rescue, explaining with regret: "I thought you were dead. I am sad."

"Aren't you the first in medical science, you can't distinguish between dead and alive, cough?" Bo Xibai coughed with blood.

"That's different. To people I don't know, I have no jealousy and no emotional fluctuations when saving people." A drop of tears slipped down his face and hit Bo Xibo's dry lips. "I was just, really sad. You didn't It's so good to die, Xiaobai, you must live a long life. "

Bai Yibai licked his lips and took the crystal tears, but still hesitated: "Even if you are poor, you ca n’t throw away the remains like trash, depending on your friendship, thirty-two are buried. Fei, a thin fragrant wood coffin, shouldn't it be? "

"To shut up."

"Hah? What did you say?" Bo Yibai hesitated, didn't he hear it? The girl just looked at him very emotionally and very tenderly. If she turned her face, she would turn her face! He probably won't be able to live long, but what is that gentle angelica?

"I said, the dead old man shut up, otherwise you will never be able to speak." She warned coldly.

Bo Xibai's mouth was finally honest.

He Danggui used the softest gesture to hold Bai Aobai horizontally, still hurt him, and grinned her teeth, so she lent him the softest part of her body. Take a small step, hold him and walk outside the house, there are not enough medicines and tools here, you must change to a clean place to carefully heal, otherwise the two deepest wounded arms may be disabled.

Severely injured Bai Yibai pillowed her chest with a dreamy expression, and then said again: "Uh, let me say the last word."

"..."

"It's really the last sentence, it's important."

"Say."

"There may still be a killer ambush outside, I doubt it." Bo Yibai said quickly, "So you can't take me out, you can't protect me, might as well let someone die quietly here, would you still go out?" Wait for the killer to make up for the knife? —— Why are you glaring at me, am I wrong? You do n’t know how much you weigh? How can you take me out of the sword forest? ”

He Danggui thought for a while, and what he said is reasonable. Now Bai Bibai doesn't need the sword and sword forest, he can kill him by covering his mouth and nose with one hand, and can't stand any frustration.

So slowed down, turned into the blood-stained mansion, turned left and right, came to a cellar in the most hidden way, and sneaked in. There is no way outside the house, except for an entrance, once it is sealed, it is very safe.

Polishing the oil lamp brings light, and the furnishings here are also very complete. There is no shortage of food, straw, and quilts. Living for ten days and a half is not a problem. The most amazing thing is that there is a medicine box in the corner, which can save enough wound medicines for Bai Bobai!

He Danggui pointed at a row of small holes on the ground and said, "Although it used to be your home here, but you probably never lived there! Let me introduce you. This is a vent, and it also leads to another exit. The place is a bit weird, so don't run around and wait until your injuries are fully healed. "

"Strange place?" Bo Xibo asked, "Where is that?" This was the mansion the old emperor gave him to win the Dao Sheng. Why didn't he know that there was such an institution?

"Well, you can go and see for yourself." He Danggui did not explain more.

After treating him for injuries, he checked that there was a lot of water and wine in the cellar, and he drank water to wipe him. She was a little shy when she was stripped of her clothes and had only a white cloth covering the key parts. She asked rhetorically, "Do you have to do this?"

"Although the wound is non-toxic, it is better to wipe it."

"The poor aren't close to women. You look like this and it really bothers me."

"... It hurts." He Danggui poured the spirits on a clean cloth and gently brushed the skin around the wound.

"squeak."

"Squeak!"

"Hey, I'm squeaking, can you give some reaction, please, think of a way to divert my attention, so that I won't be so painful!" Bai Qibo asked impolitely.

"such as?"

"Like those in medical books, talk, touch, kiss ..."

He Danggui stood up lazily, took care of the old child, and drew some precautions. She climbed out of the cellar to lock the door, and turned out the water glue in the corner cabinet, painting the door and the lock without leaving a trace. Crevice. In this way, even if outsiders found this cellar, they would not be able to get in by any other method. Only after Bai Hebai healed himself went out that way.

It was dark out of the house, she was careful, her left hand in the sleeve was a dagger, and her right hand was the hidden weapon Tribulus terrestris. However, there was no group of killers in the mouth of Bo Yibai who was "nine feet tall, wearing a ghost mask, and full of weapons."

After leaving, she did not return directly to Mengfu. She first went to the teahouse outside the palace gate. According to the agreement with Qinger, no matter if no one could be found, people would send a letter to tell her the situation in the palace at this time every day.

And Zhu Geer, who was confined in the blacksmith's house, she called the followers with a contact signal as soon as she was out of the palace, or the eight people brought by Yangzhou Qingyuan, and asked them to rescue the Zhu Geer and wait for her here It should have been waiting for a long time at this time.

But what did she wait for?

There is no white fat and cute little nephew Zhu Geer in the tea house, nor the eight obedient and reliable followers. The whole tea house has an unusual and strange atmosphere. There were several tea-dressers in various dresses, screaming tea pot by pot, and kept drinking.

The letter in the palace waited and waited. The time agreed in the past was long, and no letter or oral message was handed to her. This worries her, thinking that something serious must have happened in the palace, so serious that even Qinger couldn't get a message out, or what happened to Qinger himself?

The worse you think, the worse you can't control yourself. He Danggui's fingers slowly became cold, holding the hot teapot to absorb the warmth, but could not communicate to the heart.

Every time the drums sounded, the drum in my heart sounded deafeningly.

Until the rooster named Tianming, she sat in the tea house for a night and couldn't sit anymore. I previously agreed with Qing'er that the affairs in the palace should be handed over to Qing'er's office, so that she would not be allowed to enter the palace again, so as not to give He Zaimei an opportunity. Now thinking of Qing'er's slurping look, I felt that Qing'er was hiding something from her, and then she used a strong tone to persuade her to leave the palace immediately.

Then my heart became more anxious--what was the concealed girl who was a little clever and often self-conscious? That little cleverness is not enough in a sinister court. Be sure to find out that fool!

And Brother Zhu, why hasn't she been rescued and brought to her? Go find everyone!

"Chick, you stand still!" An uncle Han stood in front of her, and Hengdao blocked her way.

She ignored and continued on her way.

She didn't sleep all night, maybe there were other reasons, her head suddenly became very dizzy, her eyes were very huā, and then the glaring cold sword came over, and she was powerless to hide.

Someone rescued her.

Salvation at the moment the last knife fell.

The face in sight was the one in memory. The beautiful features are like knife carvings, with long eyebrows like swords, eyes like night stars, nose bridges like overhangs, and lips with thin lips raised slightly, raising a lazy smile. It can smooth out all the uneasy smiles and pour down like cold water, soothing the panic and despair.

It's Meng Yue.

She breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes slowly. 2k novel reading network