blood coagulation

Just as Wen Ling walked out of the bamboo house with the jade pendant, a stone hit the second rib under her chest suddenly, and she only felt a nerve twitch and hurt in the rib.Wen Ling instinctively stretched out her hand to rub it. Somehow, her body seemed to have lost strength, but she still had the strength to stand up.She adjusted her breathing and concentrated her hands to summon the power of the wood spirit, but she felt a sense of blankness that she had never felt before.She couldn't feel the breath of any living beings, and when her hands fell back, only the breeze blew by.Distraught, Wen Ling couldn't help frowning slightly, and sat down cross-legged.She closed her eyes, clasped her fists in both hands, breathed and sucked quietly, trying to regroup the inexplicably loose aura.Not far away, a figure walked towards her, and the footsteps were getting closer.Wen Ling opened her eyes and recognized Feng Xuanzi at a glance.Wen Ling stood up, cupped her fists, and called him respectfully.

Feng Xuanzi stopped five steps away from her, looked at her coldly, and asked seriously, "Little girl Wenling, where are you going?"

Just as Wen Ling was about to answer, her ribs suddenly hurt. She stroked her ribs and said slowly, "Wen Kuk. That's the place I'm most familiar with. Although I don't want to go back for now, I can't risk my life. I plan to visit my father first, and then go to that strange place after making sure he is fine." After finishing speaking, Wen Ling glanced at the southeast direction of the house, and the blue light did not fade away at all.

Feng Xuanzi looked up at the sky, sighed, and asked solemnly, "Little girl Wenling, do you know why you have no strength now?"

Wen Ling shook his head, Feng Xuanzi quickly walked up to her, pulled her by the collar, pulled her up abruptly, and looked at her fiercely, "You are like an ant now, if I have Maliciousness, there is absolutely no way you will survive!"

"Master, I..." Wen Ling was a little overwhelmed by Feng Xuanzi's actions, her loose body was lifted up forcefully, facing Feng Xuanzi's cold eyes, a burst of sadness burst from her heart, and she couldn't help sobbing stand up.

Feng Xuanzi stared at her closely, his eyebrows suddenly softened, and asked in a gentle tone, "Your surname is Shu, do you know Shu Cen Rong?"

Wen Ling was a little surprised, she came back to her senses, looked at Feng Xuanzi puzzled, and Vino replied, "She...she is my mother."

Feng Xuanzi suddenly let go of Shu Wenling, and let her fall to the ground crookedly, but he smiled wryly at the side, "Sure enough! The first time I saw you, I thought you looked a bit like her, I didn't expect it, no Thinking, you are her daughter! She is actually married to Wen Kuo!"

Wen Ling fell to the ground suddenly, his body was covered with mud and grass on the ground.She propped herself up slowly, looked up at Feng Xuanzi, and asked in surprise, "Master, do you know my mother?"

"Is she... okay?" There seemed to be a trace of tenderness in Feng Xuanzi's eyes that he had never felt before. He hesitated for a moment, but he still spoke.

"Master..." Wen Ling paused, and said bitterly, "My mother had a difficult labor to give birth to me, and I haven't even seen her."

"You think I'm easy to deceive, don't you? It's impossible for Cen Rong to have a dystocia!" Feng Xuanzi frowned, and suddenly raised his palm, striking Wenling suddenly.Wen Ling was taken aback by the sudden palm wind. She put her hands in front of her and tried to catch the palm, but her spiritual power was exhausted and it was difficult to gather it.She closed her eyes and resigned herself to fate.The surrounding wind howled suddenly, but he was unharmed.She opened her eyes in bewilderment, only to see Shang Yun rushing out of the room at some point, blocking a violent palm with his sword.The palm force penetrated the blade of the sword and hit Shang Yun's body. Shang Yun felt his chest tremble violently, and a mouthful of thick blood spewed out, sticking to the blades of grass beside him.

Wen Ling collected herself and reached out to help Shang Yun. Shang Yun covered his chest, looked at Feng Xuanzi in puzzlement, and asked slowly, "Master, why?"

Feng Xuanzi looked at the seriously injured Shang Yun, took a deep breath, suppressed his temper, and said, "Many things can't be explained clearly."

"What can't be explained?" Shang Yun suddenly became excited, "You gave Senior Sister Bi Yuan, isn't it a practical gift that you promised to let her leave? Why do you have to make things difficult now?!" After finishing speaking, Another mouthful of thick blood burst out.Shang Yun clutched his chest and stared at Feng Xuanzi closely, his eyes showed a fierceness that he had never seen since meeting him.The respect gradually disappeared from her eyes, and a trace of hatred slowly grew.

Feng Xuanzi was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Go back to your room to recuperate first, don't get angry."

"Master!" Shang Yun knelt down suddenly, resisting the pain, and uttered bitter words word by word, "I know that your old man has lived in the mountains all year round, and you will inevitably feel bored. Since you have chosen to live here for a long time, you should Forgetting the grievances of the past is the way to go!" She glanced at Shu Wenling and continued, "I don't know what happened, but I think my senior sister should be like you, some things are hard to tell, why do you bother her so much? "

Feng Xuanzi closed his eyes slightly, and sighed deeply, "Forget it, I don't care about you. But, little girl Wenling, please remember!" He changed the subject and stared at Shu Wenling, "If you meet Master, don't blame me for not reminding you, you are too young to escape!"

Wen Ling didn't speak any more, helped Shang Yun up, and walked into the house.Feng Xuanzi was still relentless, and scolded, "What's the matter? Are you not leaving?"

Wen Ling didn't look back, and went straight into the room. Shang Yun's heavy body leaned against Wen Ling, his legs were almost unconscious, sliding on the ground.After briefly settling Shang Yun down, Wen Ling walked out of the bamboo house again, knelt down in front of Feng Xuanzi, and kowtowed heavily.Feng Xuanzi slightly raised his eyelids, and looked at her with disdain, "Aren't you going to leave?"

Wenling's forehead hit the dry soil again and again, gradually making a small hole, but she didn't stop, letting the blood rush out of her forehead, knocking down and down.Feng Xuanzi slapped Wenling's face with a palm, and immediately five fingers were printed on his face. Wenling didn't respond and continued to knock.Feng Xuanzi slapped Wenling to the ground with a backhand, and angrily said, "Do you know what you're doing!"

"Please save her!" The four simple words revealed Wenling's earnestness. Wenling wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth due to the force of her palm, resisted the burning sensation on her face, and knelt down again, once again.

Every knock hit Feng Xuanzi's heart.He looked at Shu Wenling and shook his head helplessly, "Tell me, why did you save her?"

"There is no reason to save people, just like she saved me, it's instinct." Wen Ling kowtowed and said, the cut on his forehead was getting bigger and bigger, and just as it solidified, a new wound was broken to cover it.

Feng Xuanzi shook his head and sighed deeply, "Why are you doing this?"

Wen Ling paused, looking at Feng Xuanzi, her face was already swollen badly, only those eyes still kept Shu Wen Ling's purity.Because of her swollen face, she spoke very vaguely, her thin lips were opening and closing with difficulty, "I don't want anyone to suffer for me, and I will bear everything myself. As long as you save her, master, I will obey you. If If you don't agree, I'll keep knocking until you agree."

Feng Xuanzi looked at her, with a trace of pity in his eyes, he asked abruptly, "Do you know what kind of person your mother is?"

Wen Ling was startled suddenly, looked up at him, and shook her head vigorously.

Feng Xuanzi looked at the 'pig's head' in front of her, and her tone softened slightly, "She is like you, she doesn't want to regret, and she doesn't care about the consequences. She doesn't want to give up, but always loses. You and her are exactly the same."

The corners of Wenling's mouth raised with difficulty, her forehead hit the ground regularly, and she said vaguely, "I haven't... seen her, and I don't have any impression of her, but I... don't want...to be exactly like her, I don't want to lose Shang Yun."

Wenling kowtowed persistently all night, but Feng Xuanzi had long since disappeared.Shang Yun's condition in the house was getting worse and worse, her face was getting paler and her body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Master..." Wen Ling, who hadn't slept all night, suppressed her sleepiness and kowtowed persistently, but Feng Xuanzi stood quietly watching from a distance, ignoring her.

Wen Ling knelt in front of the bamboo house, kowtowing persistently. She hadn't closed her eyes or eaten for three days and three nights, and her strength was gradually exhausted. "Boom" "Boom", the slightly concave surface of the ground revealed her stubbornness in the past three days. As soon as the blood on the concave surface dried, it was covered with new blood, layer by layer.Wen Ling's speed was getting slower and slower, and her spirit was getting more and more trance. She raised her head unsteadily, calmed down, and forced her spirit to keep her forehead touching the ground. "Boom", her forehead touched the ground and lifted again, as if she felt dizzy, her weak hands tremblingly propped up her body, but her physical strength was seriously exhausted, she had already lost her strength, and fell heavily on the grass.

Not far away, Feng Xuanzi approached with light steps, and he squatted down to look at her.The Shu Wenling in front of him was completely unrecognizable, the palm marks on his face had not completely disappeared, and the skin on his forehead had been basically polished due to the long-term impact, and the bones of his penis were clearly visible.A little bit of reluctance flashed in Feng Xuanzi's eyes, he shook his head and said helplessly, "Silly girl, I never said I would not save her, why are you bothering?"

The weak Wen Ling seemed to hear Feng Xuanzi's voice, but she couldn't respond, allowing her consciousness to gradually dissipate and fall into a deep dream.

With a dazzling light, Wen Ling seemed to be at the seaside, and the feeling of the rough water beside her made her feel very relaxed.Suddenly her body sank, and a black shadow rushed towards her.Wen Ling took a closer look, and it was the frontier woman who had been dreaming about these days.A Tibetan knife was stuck in the woman's chest, and the blood on her chest filled Wen Ling's eyes.

"Who!" Wen Ling helped the woman over and shouted at the attacker behind him.I saw the burly man I saw in my dream a few days ago push the girl, and without any explanation, he drew out his Tibetan knife and slashed at himself.Wen Ling couldn't dodge in time, and his throat was quickly severed.It was a sense of unconscious pause, blood pouring out, pain, but unable to speak, and lost all feeling in an instant.A second before she closed her eyes, she seemed to see the Central Plains man in white in her dream last time, standing aside, holding a fan and smiling.

All her actions are so involuntary, perceptible yet so real.Wen Ling closed her eyes, darkness completely filled her.

is she deadShe didn't know, she just faintly heard a rough voice, reporting something to a man called King Hu.

"Go and see if she's dead." A young man gave an order to his subordinates, and told Wen Ling intuitively that this man was the man from the Central Plains just now.

Just when she didn't know why, someone suddenly patted her cheek and sniffed her with her hand.Wenling's body became colder and stiffer, she suddenly opened her eyes, and met the eyes of the big man, who turned and walked towards the man in the Central Plains as if he hadn't seen her.

"Report to King Hu, she is already dead." The big man knelt on one knee and saluted.

"Okay! Very good! You don't have to drink a toast!" The man glared at himself angrily.Just like the big man just now, this King Hu also didn't seem to see her.He turned his head and greeted the big man with a smile, "You have done a good job. Now I will entitle you as the Marquis of Xiyuan. You will take care of this land! From now on, as long as it is the woman you want, except for the one I love , I can give you all!"

"Thank you, King Hu!" The big man stood up with a very wretched and ferocious smile.

Wen Ling stood up, walked towards them, accidentally kicked a small reef next to him, and actually passed through.Wen Ling was startled, and the moment she lowered her head, the Central Plains man had passed through her body and walked straight in the direction she came from.Wen Ling stared in that direction blankly, only to see her eyes closed tightly, lying there heavily, as if dead.

The man walked up to the corpse, squatted down, pressed the corpse's chin, and looked at her fiercely, "I win! Princess Doma, I win! Hahahaha!"

The man's frenzied laughter pierced into Wenling's ears, which was particularly harsh. Wenling clenched his fist and hit the man fiercely. The fist passed through the man's hair crown and flew away. Wenling jumped out.

The frontier woman on the side tightly held onto herself, who was called Torma, and the man in white kicked the frontier woman away, and looked at her viciously, "Bitch, it's not you, I don't need to bother you! Hmph!" After that, he turned and left.The big man on the side, together with the man's attendants, threw the bodies of the two women into the sea.

Strange places, strange people, but these seem to have been seen and experienced by myself.What is this?Wen Ling looked at the sea tremblingly.Seeing the two corpses drifting further and further away, her heart ached inexplicably.

In the sea of ​​hearts, on the surface of the sea of ​​deja vu, there is a long passenger boat floating. Wen Ling in white tulle and a frontier girl in short-sleeved light gauze sit opposite each other, clasping their hands and looking at each other. "Sister Zani," the frontier woman held Wenling's hands tightly, and said with a slight smile, "Song Fei loves you. Marry him, and I bless you all."

"But I don't love him." Wen Ling patted the back of the woman's hand and said in a low tone, "The one who loves him is you."

The woman pursed her lips and shook her head, "As long as Sister Zani is happy, it doesn't matter what happens to Hana."

What an afternoon that would make autumn so gray.Wen Ling didn't seem to have seen such an expression before, she was so focused, so focused.The impenetrable veil blocks everything that is unwilling to accept.

"Princess, marry me! I am willing to take up the responsibility of being a husband and protect you and your territory." King Hu held Wenling's hand tightly and looked at her affectionately.

"Hana loves you, you should marry her." Wen Ling ruthlessly slapped King Hu's hand away, and King Hu chased after him, holding Wen Ling, "Princess Doma!"

Wen Ling shook off his hand, and said coldly, "If you really care about me, and not for any other purpose, then marry Hana, and I will hold a wedding for her with the courtesy of a grassland princess."

Fragments of memory were broken into pieces, tearing through Wenling's thoughts piece by piece. A series of familiar memories flashed in her mind, which was very real.But it is not the story of Shu Wenling, but the story of the princess named Zani Doma.

Wenling's body was floating in the air, and now she was just a soul, a bitter soul.Looking at the corpses drifting away on the sea, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

"Hana..." Wen Ling choked up and closed her eyes, listening quietly to the whistling sound of the sea breeze.