old scheming

After the continuous rainy days passed, the sky cleared up, but Su Guyao, who had lived in Yushan for many years, knew that this was just a sign of the coming rainstorm.

Ever since he severed the master-student relationship with Su Muzhe, he never went back to that thatched house, and surprisingly, Su Muzhe didn't go back either, as if he had been living in the medicine hut.A few days ago, every time Su Guyao thought of this, he would have a very vicious idea in his heart: If the fire in the mountain temple burned Hua Xiangrong to death, it would be great!But later, he calmed down and seemed to have figured out something. What Su Muzhe and Hua Xiangrong said about "Let Su Guyao go to the blood sacrifice" was just a cover, an excuse to interrupt his insistence on going to the blood sacrifice.

Today is the eighth day of smelting sacrificial poison, Su Guyao touched the deeper and deeper wound on his arm, and smiled calmly. Facing death, he was not only not afraid, but even faintly excited.

Finally, in his eyes, he is no longer a skinny little kid who needs protection, and no one can make him keep it in his heart with guilt.Finally, I can call him master again, maybe at that time, he will still hug this apprentice who was kicked out of the master because of his cleverness.

Master, Yao'er is a hooligan!How could it be impossible to see through this self-righteousness?

Su Guyao originally thought that he would pass by the medicine house and sneak a glance at him, but he didn't expect him to come out by chance.Why is his face so pale after not seeing him for a few days?

Su Guyao followed him silently, he seemed to be thinner than before, the white robe seemed to be hanging on his body, and he walked lightly, as if... a dying person, Su Guyao immediately poohed.

He stopped, and Su Guyao also stopped, and when he looked up, he saw "Gao's Iron Shop".Su Guyao didn't understand why he came here, but just silently watched what he wanted to do.

"You are not qualified for a blood sacrifice."

In the end what happened?Why is he so weak even when he speaks, the sound of the flames beating is louder than his voice.

Su Guyao deliberately put on a cold face, and said: "Don't get me wrong, I, Su..." He paused and said again, "I was born and raised on the mountain, and the blood sacrifice was not for you. On the contrary, if you can't defeat the mountain ghost, I will be wiped out and become a demon and will follow you, forever and ever!"

He was silent for a while, Su Guyao was about to look back, but found that he had slowly walked forward until he was beside him, but his eyes were fixed on Sidu, and what he said was not right. "The blood of the heart is the pure soul of the weapon."

Su Guyao stared at him with wide eyes, with a bad feeling in his heart, "What? What are you talking about? Su Muzhe! What are you talking about?"

On the pure white robe, blood oozed from the heart like the sun in the sky, shining on Su Guyao's back with sweat, but he couldn't feel any heat.

When Su Guyao came back to his senses, Su Mu was standing in front of him, facing him, with a bracelet around his neck and lowered his head, forcing him to look at him.

"From now on, you and I will be bound together." The lightning that night struck so loudly that Su Guyao broke the iron sword with his internal force, and the broken sword fell to the ground with a loud clang.

At this moment, Su Guyao felt that he was extremely stupid, he couldn't hear anything, and the person in front of him became blurred, but he only vaguely remembered that he seemed to be smiling.

"Yao'er, compared with Master, you are still a little tender."

Jingle!

"Dear player Su Muzhe, I didn't expect you to be such a showman, even our boss was fooled by you."

This was the first time that the cold electronic voice spoke emotionally, but Su Mu had no intention of teasing her.

Su Guyao grasped Su Muzhe belatedly, and kept shaking his head, "No, no, no." From his shoulders to his wrists and then to his fingers, the man was getting farther and farther away from him, and farther away from the furnace. close.

"don't want!!!"

The splashed sparks fell to the ground and turned into ashes, Su Guyao stared blankly at Sidu, his soul was sucked out of his whole body.

In an instant, those long-forgotten memories flooded back.

It turned out that I was the one who thought I was right.

Gao Sheng ran back to the house in a daze, took out the ancient books at home, and read them carefully. Most of the pages were pictures, and there was a line of small characters below, "In ancient times, there was a holy vessel called sacrificial poison, which was used by blood sacrifices to gods. The sun, moon, fire, water, wood, gold, and earth are sacrificed with blood, followed by the flesh." Turning to another page, that line of writing was erased by someone's cross, which roughly reads: "Sacrifice x with heart x blood." You have to read it carefully. It can be seen that the traces of Gomo are very new, which does not match the age of the yellowing of the ancient books.

After Gao Sheng finished reading, he slapped his thigh and realized that he must have ticked off this sentence the moment he showed it to Su Muzhe while he was not paying attention.

This is the back road Su Mu left for himself. He knew from the very beginning that Su Guyao would never listen to his words and go to Second Aunt Wang's house. From the very beginning, Su Mu planned to go to the blood sacrifice by himself. He quietly replaced the blood that Su Guyao had left at the door of the blacksmith shop.

Su Guyao also figured out this point, knelt on the ground and wept uncontrollably.

Su Mushi was no longer there, annihilated in a melting furnace, Qin Xiao automatically coiled around Su Guyao's waist, recognizing him as the master.

The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. To Gao Sheng's surprise, Su Guyao didn't kneel for too long. He stared at Sidu as if nothing had happened. He got up and held the shield in his hand.

The moment Su Guyao's hand touched the sacrificial poison, the pitch-black ironware roared, and Gao Sheng hurriedly covered his ears, but Su Guyao didn't feel anything.

"Crack!" Accompanied by the rolling thunder, Su Guyao seemed to have become another person. His tall figure was covered with a layer of black armor. The dark clouds were getting thicker and thicker, as if they were pressing on top of his head, and the sky and the earth were pitch black. , the only thing that can be seen is the black and white eyes full of murderous intent.

***

Wang Qingping was lying on the stone bed, and when he turned over, there was a faint fragrance of a woman coming from the quilt, and there were hairs falling out all over the pillow, ordinary people would not feel anything strange, but he, who has practiced medicine all the year round, knew that this was not normal The hair that a person should lose every day, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he thought of it.

In fact, his body didn't hurt at all, and he knew it clearly in his heart. Today is the eighth day. As long as today passes, their chances of winning will be better. It's just that he didn't expect Du Ruo, a witch, to trust him so much.

Wang Qingping kept his eyes closed and pretended to be asleep, when there was a rustling sound beside him, he thought it was convenient for Du Ruo to go out again.The corner of his mouth couldn't help pulling out a smug sneer, and then disappeared again. He was wondering if he was too despicable.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the entrance of the cave. Wang Qingping could tell that it was not Du Ruo's. In an instant, the cold dagger hit his neck again. It seemed that the person used mana to teleport to the bed. .

"Wang Qingping, you can fool your mother, but you can't fool me."

"Heh!" Wang Qingping opened his eyes unhurriedly, looked at the young man in red and said provocatively, "Then you kill me!"

"Don't think I dare not!"

"You dare, why don't you dare?" Wang Qingping's tone was affirmative, but full of sarcasm, "No one in this world can save your mother anymore. Hahaha..."

Xin Yi was furious, and roared angrily, "What did you do to her?"

The person lying on the stone bed didn't answer, but kept laughing "haha". Xin Yi heard the weird laughter and broke out in cold sweat, "Sure enough, the human heart is the most terrifying."

Wang Qingping saw Xin Yi raised the dagger, closed his eyes again, but still smiled, but after a long time, the dagger never fell, Wang Qingping only felt a heavy object fall down and press on his body.

The smell of blood rushed to the entire nasal cavity, and the body of the boy in red fell straight down, but his head disappeared, and the bowl-sized wound kept emitting heat.Looking up again, the cold black armor shimmered in the dark cave.

Wang Qingping was stunned for a long time before he called out his name, "Xiao, Xiaoyao?"

"Who is coming? Trespassing on my mountain."

Su Guyao dodged unhurriedly, and dodged the hidden weapon of the mountain ghost. All those fragrant petals were nailed to the opposite stone pillar, and one gap after another was cracked on the stone pillar, like ten thousand ants biting the bone. In an instant, there was no flesh and blood, and it turned into a pool of rubble.

"Are you Su Gu...? No, who are you?" Su Guyao turned around. Although Du Ruo could see his face clearly, he didn't dare to recognize him.

"My god's surname is Su, whose name is Guyao, and he studied under Mr. Su Muzhe."

"God?" Du Ruo was surprised, and he didn't have time to feel sorry for Xin Yi who had turned into a leopard, and muttered to himself, "The one who can poison the sacrifice, are you... the blood sacrifice god Yaojiu?"

"Presumptuous! This is a taboo, how can you call it?"

In Su Guyao's demeanor, there was a kind of contempt for all living beings and a fierce killing intent, which made the mountain ghost cringe a little, but she still had the courage to make herself look not so weak, she said: "I heard Xuan The Northern God of War has lived in seclusion for thousands of years and has long since ignored worldly affairs, who would have thought that he would actually come to this small hill like mine."

Su Guyao listened to her coldly and continued: "I think the gods above are as surprised as I am, Su Muzhe is a mortal body, how can He Dehe... Ah! Ah!"

Before she could finish her words, Su Guyao mobilized his divine power, and two sharp stones cut along the corners of her mouth, one at a time, so fast that she couldn't dodge at all, she could only cover her mouth and groan in pain.Soon, blood flowed from her fingers. She seemed to have adapted to the pain of cutting flesh, and slowly lowered her hand. The two corners of her mouth were cut, and the flesh turned outward, just like a person grinning and crying loudly. It looks very strange.

"On the left, you will be punished as a half-demon and half-god, without knowing your identity. The mountains and rivers, the heavens and the earth, and the gods in the heavens, which part is yours? On the right, you will be punished as a century-old seductress without knowing the etiquette. His name, name, Dharma name, which one can you call directly!"

Du Ruo was in extreme pain, trembling and unable to speak, he could only listen to the trial of Xuanbei God of War, "Du Ruo, born in the mountains, was abandoned by her husband's family when she was young, forced to go to the mountains, and became a half-monster and half-god because of her spiritual cultivation, for her beauty Muting young girls and babies is a disgrace to the God Realm, an unforgivable crime."

Su Guyao said as he walked towards her, every step seemed to be counting down to her disappearance.

Du Ruo looked at him in horror, and Jin Xiao was shining in his hand. She kept shaking her head and said, "No, no, I can't die in your hands, absolutely not!" Wang Qingping who was on the bed felt that the whole Yu Shan was shaking.

But who is Su Guyao now? He is the notorious blood sacrifice god in ancient times!What is this magic power to him.He was unmoved at all, and walked slowly step by step towards the woman who was so afraid of death that she was almost crazy.

Su Guyao raised the soft sword in his hand, and was about to stab her, when Wang Qingping pleaded for her, "Xiaoyao, give her to me!"

Su Guyao turned to look at Wang Qingping when he heard the words, his face was full of disdain, "Oh! A bitch."

"Since you are a god, you should be able to tell that her time is numbered." Wang Qingping said calmly without explaining anything.

At this time, Su Guyao carefully observed Du Ruo. It looked fine on the outside, but inside, it seemed that an internal organ was failing.He thought for a while, and seemed to have figured out why Hua Xiangrong, who was unconscious, was willing to eat, so he put away Jin Xiao, wrapped it around his waist again, and reminded: "Don't forget, in the village, there is still food. There's a girl waiting for you."

In the dark cave, only Wang Qingping and Du Ruo were left.Just now Du Ruo was forced to sit on the ground by the aura of the blood sacrifice god, now she wants to stand up and ask Wang Qingping clearly, "What do you mean time is running out?"

But as soon as she tried hard, she felt a urge to urinate in her lower abdomen, but she knew that now was not a convenient time.

"Does it mean that I don't have much time?" The mountain ghost walked towards Wang Qingping with a smile, and took his hand. She didn't care if she was sick or what kind of illness she had. She said with eyes full of expectation: "Qingping, let's go ! Mountains and seas, anywhere is good.”

As soon as Wang Qingping shook his hand, she fell to the ground defenselessly. She raised her head in disbelief. Although the man's face was still in the shadows, she could see clearly this time. Wang Qingping's expression was cold extreme.