[Gujian Yigong] Same goal in different ways

Twenty-two

With a "snap", a spark exploded from the torch on the wall, and the torture chamber was lit up for a moment, and then went dark again in an instant.Ouyang Shaogong suddenly recovered, walked to Feng Guangmo's side, and helped him to sit up.

Being affected by the wound on his body, Feng Guangmo still frowned and groaned in a coma.Ouyang Shaogong froze for a moment, sighed sadly, then leaned over and kissed his frowning brow again, took the coat that was on the side, and put it on him.

The soft cloth covered the scarred body, and was immediately wet with blood. A piece of crimson spread along the warp and weft of the fabric, and it was soaked in an instant.

The two are about the same height, but Feng Guangmo is a little thinner than Ouyang Shaogong.That apricot-colored long gown felt very loose, and it couldn't hold it up at all. The positions of the shoulders, back, waist and hips were all empty, empty and distressing.

Ouyang Shaogong carefully helped him put on his clothes, looked at him for a while, then bent down again, carefully fastened a row of concealed buttons inside the collar, and then turned and left.

Behind him, Feng Guangmo was still lying lifelessly on the couch, his face pale and unconscious.

Baili Tusu and the others were locked in a cell far away from each other. Behind the iron bars, everyone was silent with their own thoughts, only Qingxue's uncontrollable sobs could be heard from time to time .

They have been imprisoned for a whole day, Ouyang Shaogong seems to deliberately prolong their fear and hatred, there is no one in the dungeon, and the few people are full of anger and resentment, doubts and sorrows are beyond words, which only tortured them to the core Uneasy.

When Fang Lansheng first arrived here, he kept calling Ouyang Shaogong's name, asking him to come out and explain clearly in person; but until his voice was hoarse, there was still no response.Xiang Ling had been watching him silently, then walked over suddenly, held his hand, and cried out mournfully, "Lan Sheng, take a rest. You... will not be able to hold on like this." She was always cheerful and straightforward. The little young master, whose eyes were red as if weeping blood, followed her obediently and sat down against the corner of the wall. Until now, he has never spoken again.

Hongyu hugged Feng Qingxue in her arms, looked at the lost young master leaning against the wall, and sighed.She gently stroked the girl's trembling back. The girl had been sobbing in a low voice since she was locked in, and her eyes were already red and swollen.During the period, he still forced a smile to comfort Baili Tusu, saying that he was not blaming him, but just feeling uncomfortable.

And the young man in Xuanyi knelt quietly beside her, with pain and remorse hidden on his usually calm face.

"What I saw yesterday shows that Shaogong's power is far beyond imagination. If his purpose is really as Mr. Feng said..." Hongyu spoke slowly, her eyes filled with worry, "Mr. If you get angry, we have to be careful in what we do."

Baili Tusu nodded, and before he could answer, he heard a chuckle from the corridor: "As expected of Hongyu, she is still calm and wise in a difficult situation."

Everyone was startled, and saw Ouyang Shaogong walking slowly from the other end of the corridor in a broad robe and sleeves.A handsome and elegant face, reflecting the shadows of the flickering candles on the four walls, with a light and gentle smile.

"Ouyang Shaogong!"

Fang Lansheng and Feng Qingxue rushed forward almost at the same time. Baili Tusu hugged Feng Qingxue with quick eyesight and quick hands. Xiangling grabbed Fang Lansheng's lapel, but failed to stop the furious man, and could only watch him helplessly. Caught off guard, he was burned by the sealing circle on the iron grid.Fang Lansheng staggered back half a step, but roared like blood: "Ouyang Shaogong, I only ask you! It's really you who killed my second sister and Qinchuan?!"

Ouyang Shaogong shook his head when he heard the words: "Xiaolan, how could I kill the second sister of the Fang family? When I was young, she took me to the lantern festival and let off the lantern..." He chuckled, "I just want to save her, It’s very pitiful to suffer so much every day.”

"you--!"

Seeing his angry expression, Ouyang Shaogong smiled, clapped his hands, and a disciple of Qingyu altar quietly stepped forward and offered a wooden box.He took something out of it and shook it out in front of everyone.But it was a bright red auspicious dress, on which a flying dragon was embroidered with gold thread, with distinct scales and claws, adorned with southern pearls, the brilliance flowed, and it was very gorgeous.

"Xiao Lan, do you know what the second sister of the Fang family was doing last before she died?"

Ouyang Shaogong caressed the auspicious clothes, slid his fingertips lightly over the embroidered patterns, and said in a soft and gentle tone, "He is obviously seriously ill, and he brought the half-sewed clothes to the Qingyu altar. It seems that Xiaolan's marriage She is really thinking about it all the time...

"I saw it and was very moved, so I waited patiently for two full hours until she finished sewing that dress before letting her leave peacefully."

"Second sister..." Fang Lansheng murmured, as if he was being haunted, he walked forward in a daze, ignoring the calm glow of the magic circle on the prison door.Seeing this, Baili Tusu quickly reached out to grab the boy's arm.

"It's a pity that this dress was touched by a patient. If I give it to Xiaolan rashly, if I get infected, it will be my fault again." Ouyang Shaogong shook his head regretfully, and his fingertips ignited. There was a warm orange fire, "So, I had to raise the fire and burn it—"

"stop!"

Fang Lansheng roared and rushed forward.Above the sill, the glow of the magic circle soared, but he didn't seem to feel it at all, struggling to grab the auspicious clothes.

Ouyang Shaogong just smiled and said nothing, just letting the flames from his fingertips gradually devour the scarlet robe.The young man in Tsing Yi was dragged back into the cell by several other people, and he just sat on the ground blankly, holding a handful of thin ashes in his palm, tears dripping down his face.

"Playing with people's hearts, despicable and shameless!"

Baili Tusu gritted his teeth and spoke, but Feng Qingxue whispered: "My elder brother...how is he?"

She folded her hands and held them tightly, with an expression of eagerness or fear on her face.Perhaps because of crying too much, the girl's voice was completely hoarse, and it sounded even more miserable.Ouyang Shaogong smiled slightly when he heard the words, admiring and sarcasm: "Sure enough, brother and sister love each other deeply. It's not in vain that Guangmo will always miss you."

"Yuanwu," he turned his head and shouted, "bring him here."

The rustling sound of gold and stones dragged the crisp echoes, approaching step by step.Feng Qingxue couldn't help reaching out to grab Baili Tusu's skirt, as if seeking comfort.The crisp sound reverberated in her heart, as if an iron nail had been pierced into the apex of her heart, and the hammer fell down and penetrated into her heart.

The young man in Xuanyi grabbed her hand and held it tightly.

When Yuan Wu dragged Feng Guangmo's body and appeared at the door, Feng Qingxue's voice was almost heartbreaking——

"Brother--!"

She rushed forward almost crazily, and was hugged tightly by Baili Tusu. Feng Qingxue couldn't breathe from crying, but she still struggled, trying her best to catch Feng Guangmo.

The man was lying lifeless on the ground, his long hair was disheveled, and his face could not be seen clearly.Yuan Wu just dragged him over on the rough stone road, but he didn't struggle at all, and he didn't know whether he was unconscious or gave up all hope.Ouyang Shaogong's outer shirt was wrapped around him, and it was stained with blood, and his bare leg and bare feet were covered with bruises, full of scratches from the edges and corners of the stone slabs.

Ouyang Shaogong watched him being dragged to his feet coldly, curled up unconsciously, trembling tremblingly, and suddenly stepped on his back.

"Big brother!"

Feng Qingxue blurted out with a hoarse voice.Baili Tusu's eyes were tearing apart: "Ouyang Shaogong!"

The fists on his side were tightly clenched, and his bones creaked because of too much force, and there was also a red light around him like smoke, which was another unconscious arousal.

"Baili Shaoxia, don't be impatient, it's not good for you to be so happy and sad."

Ouyang Shaogong chuckled, and then looked down at the person he stepped on.Feng Guangmo lay on the ground without any resistance, his crow-colored black hair was wet with blood and sweat, messily stuck to his cheeks and shoulders, his eyes were half-opened, but he only looked at the front lazily , without the slightest brilliance.

"Speaking of which, Guangmo's current situation is all thanks to the young hero."

He hooked his toes and lightly stepped on Feng Guangmo's shoulder blades.Through a thin layer of clothing, those two thin bones stood on his back, touching the soles of his feet: "The young man suspected him and hurt him, but just now he was still defending the young man, saying that you are nothing more than I was deceived by the next...

"It's heart-wrenching to hear such a caring, non-complaining attitude.

"However, speaking of it, I still have to thank the young man."

Ouyang Shaogong raised his foot, squatted down beside Feng Guangmo, gently hugged him, and wrapped him in his arms: "If the young hero hadn't revealed the secret of Wumeng Linggu back then, he wouldn't have revealed the secret of Wumeng Linggu. Mo sent to me."

Baili Tusu couldn't speak a word at this time, his eyes were completely red.Almost subconsciously, Feng Qingxue reached out and held the boy's cold fingers.

Although in this cell, the banning formation suppressed her, she couldn't use the spells of the Nuwa clan to suppress the evil spirit in Baili Tusu's body like in the past.However, just being pulled like this, the young man's mind was also concentrated, and his frantic mind calmed down a little.

"Guangmo, look, this is the person who is clearly the chief culprit, but instead put the blame on others, and lived up to now with confidence," Ouyang Shaogong stared at Feng Guangmo's face, and said softly, "But now, he has harmed you to such a degree, but he can only survive with the help of your sister."

Feng Guangmo's body trembled slightly, Ouyang Shaogong saw that he was about to wake up, so he couldn't help but lower his head, and kissed his bloodless lips.

Feng Qingxue stood in a daze, sobbing in her throat as if she was about to cry, but she didn't even have a tear in her eyes, she just looked at the two people outside the prison door without blinking, who looked like lovers.

"In the past eight years, every time I thought you were going to give in, you surprised me," Ouyang Shaogong gently kissed the corner of the lips of the man in his arms, "Guangmo, this time, let's try your sister's ability." I won't make you surrender, okay?"

"Shao Gong..."

Feng Guangmo spoke tremblingly, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear it: "Please..."

"What are you begging me for? Every time you beg me like this, you always turn around and give me a surprise." Ouyang Shaogong helped him wipe off the blood that had solidified but was washed away by sweat with the corner of his sleeve, "and this Once, until I get the soul of Baili Tusu, we still have a long, long time, you can continue to play the game you like."

"Please, let Qingxue go..."

Feng Guangmo's previously empty eyes were now full of panic and pleading, struggling to grab Ouyang Shaogong's cuff.All five fingers of his right hand were severed, and the palm of his hand was pierced twice, it was bloody and bloody, and there were large bloodstains on the apricot-yellow robe sleeve, like little red plums gradually blooming, extremely beautiful and mournful.

"Please don't kill Qingxue, no matter what you want me to do..." He tugged on Ouyang Shaogong's cuff, the tears in his eyes finally flowed down, "Please, even if you want me to kill It’s okay to kill Baili Tusu, everyone...but please let Qingxue go..."

"Heh... Guangmo, Guangmo..."

Ouyang Shaogong actually laughed, seemingly extremely happy, but full of hatred.He pinched Feng Guangmo's jaw and turned to the prison cell, so that his sorrowful face met Feng Qingxue's gaze.

"Qingxue, in the past eight years, Guangmo has never forgotten you——

"Do you know how many methods I have used on him, no matter how cruel the torture, he has never cried when he was awake, nor has he begged me like this...

"Thanks to you, Qingxue."

He looked into the girl's eyes, five parts gentle and five parts vicious, and said every word: "Just you, it's worth eight years for us."

"Shao Gong..."

Feng Guangmo struggled to prop up his body, and climbed onto the back of Ouyang Shaogong's neck with his intact left hand. After a moment of stalemate, he closed his eyes suddenly and kissed him.

Ouyang Shaogong was shocked.With the smell of blood, the tip of Feng Guangmo's tongue recklessly penetrated all the way into his lips and teeth, soft and cold, extremely lingering.

Like a snake.

Cold, fierce, yet alluring.

And now he finally caught seven inches of this snake, but he was still not sure if he could remove all its fangs and safely hold it in his arms.

Ouyang Shaogong stared blankly at Feng Guangmo's face, which was so close at hand, pale and blood-stained, beautiful and mournful.

——It was a sacrificial gesture.

He pushed him away abruptly.

Feng Guangmo was unprepared, and was suddenly pushed to the ground, but he was unable to get up, and just fell on the ground panting.Ouyang Shaogong stood up, took a step back, and said with a cold smile: "Lord Wu Xian, there is no need to worry, since we still have a long, long time, then I will naturally prolong your pain infinitely, so why not?" Would you kill Qingxue so easily?"

A rope transformed from spiritual power appeared at his fingertips, and with a light finger, it flew over and entangled the person on the ground tightly.

"Guangmo, you surprised me." As he spoke, he hooked his fingers, and the other end of the rope wrapped around the iron fence behind the two of them, pulling Feng Guangmo's weak body up.

"However, even if you are gifted and talented, in my opinion, you are just a young child who has not yet arrived."

Ouyang Shaogong forced Feng Guangmo to kneel facing the cell, and reached out to pat his cheek.He looked into Feng Guangmo's dark eyes, and smiled softly: "You are still too far away to fight against my undead who has been wandering for thousands of years."

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Shaogong's pinnacle, calculating Susu's scheme, controlling Guangmo

Let's be proud for a few more days, boss