[Seventy-five] King of Xiangyang is super fierce

"Zhan Zhao, why don't you eat?"

King Xiangyang stuffed a piece of glutinous lotus root in his mouth, seeing that Zhan Zhao hadn't moved for a long time, he couldn't help feeling a little strange. "You don't look well, what's the matter? Didn't you get a good rest last night?"

Zhan Zhao's whole hand started to tremble, he smiled, stretched out his uninjured hand, grabbed a bun and ate slowly.

"Yanyan," just after eating for a while, Zhan Zhao seemed to have something to say to him, called a name, but hesitated to speak.

King Xiangyang stopped drinking porridge, paused for a moment, and was suddenly touched by the other party's hair, and the low-pitched male voice entered the eardrums, and King Xiangyang couldn't help but look up at him: "What's wrong?"

Zhan Zhao hated his carelessness to death, as well as his uncontrollable trembling and loss of control. His fear and annoyance were completely presented to King Xiangyang, who had a wrong instinct, "What's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

Zhan Zhao was afraid that the King of Xiangyang would feel sad because of him, so he smiled slightly, and his eyes became gentle again, "No, I'm just worried about your safety."

Today, if he lost his life, it would be over.

Liked and embraced, although he didn't want to leave him alone, but fortunately it was him who had the accident.

Yan Yan is fine.

After Zhan Zhao and the King of Xiangyang had finished this strange breakfast, the King of Xiangyang picked up the tray and was about to send it back to the kitchen. Before he could take a step, he suddenly felt a force behind him pulling him. When he turned around, he had already landed in Zhan Zhao's arms .

The slender hand with ten strong fingers that had been holding the sword all year round went around his waist, and in a flash, he ushered in a superficial kiss.

Zhan Zhao buried his whole face into his shoulder blades, and said slowly against his chin: "Yan Yan, you must protect yourself."

King Xiangyang felt Zhan Zhao's warm breath blowing to his earlobe and into his fragile auricle. His already stiff ears shrank sensitively under this temperature, together with his heart.

The King of Xiangyang hugged Zhan Zhao inexplicably, "Be careful too."

King Xiangyang left the house and heard someone crying and cursing outside the courtyard, so he couldn't help but put the tray on the stone chair in front of the porch, and walked towards the center of the noise.

A shriveled and thin young man was lying on the ground crying loudly. Bai Yutang and others also rushed here. It was said that Feng Niang, who was in charge of cooking, had an accident.

That young man is Feng Niang's nephew, seeing his aunt turned into a strange corpse and being dealt with mercilessly by Ding Zhaolan, he couldn't control himself for a while, fell to the ground crying and cursing.

The king of Xiangyang felt weird, so he couldn't help asking the gloomy Bai Yutang, "When did the accident happen to Niang Feng?"

"I don't know." Bai Yutang shook his head and asked Ding Zhaolan, "Zhaolan, how did you find out that Feng Niang turned into a strange corpse?"

Ding Zhaolan also felt uncomfortable. In such a scene, other people would have been scared out of their wits. He had removed the monster with good intentions, but he still had to be scolded for no reason. "I came to the kitchen to get breakfast for my mother and the others. Before I got to the kitchen, I saw her."

"You mean, you haven't got your breakfast yet?!" King Xiangyang opened his eyes wide, "How long does it take for a person to become a monster?"

Ding Zhaolan has learned a lot about this strange corpse recently, after thinking about it, he said, "About half an hour."

"...But when I went to bring breakfast in the morning, although I didn't see her, I had already brought breakfast from the kitchen." Suddenly, a thought stabbed into King Xiangyang's heart, and his whole body passed through like an electric current. He took two steps back uncontrollably, "Since it will take so long for the dead body to change...she must have had an accident when I went to get breakfast...Who...who made the breakfast?"

Bai Yutang raised his eyes, which were looking at the corpse water on the ground, and suddenly raised his eyes to King Xiangyang when he heard the words: "Did you eat that breakfast?!"

On the entire island, only King Xiangyang took breakfast, and King Xiangyang gasped, "There is Zhan Zhao."

Bai Yutang lowered his head and thought hard for a moment, then said firmly, "That person is on the island, for sure."

"Is it...Xu Mengyuan?" The previous doubts flooded into my heart again, and my stomach full of doubts condensed into a large piece, which weighed heavily on King Xiangyang's chest, as if a whole black cloud was covered in front of him, which couldn't be dispelled.

Bai Yutang's eyes were burning with anger, he suddenly remembered something, he gritted his teeth and said, "I wrote a letter to Zhan Zhao earlier, did you receive it?"

King Xiangyang shook his head, "When did it happen? We have been away for so long, and we have never received it."

"Ten days ago, when the strange corpse appeared." Bai Yutang sighed bitterly, "Didn't you say you rescued him ten days ago? That man clearly came prepared!"

King Xiangyang woke up suddenly, and finally managed to clear his mind, "He intercepted your letter to us... We also met a man in black the night we met him, maybe... the man in black then It was to cover him!"

"No wonder the island was so safe before. Since we came here, there have been many disasters. It turned out that it was because he came to the island!"

"Wonderful!" A voice suddenly came from behind the crowd. Although it was not loud, it had the power to penetrate people's hearts.

Everyone looked back in unison, only to see a handsome young man with a bright face standing behind the crowd, his hair was slightly curled and draped over his shoulders, his hips were covered with chains, and his bracelets were shining red. The face that seemed to be ordinary was glowing with a coquettish aura.

It turned out to be Xu Mengyuan!

King Xiangyang glared, "Xu Mengyuan, it really is you!"

Xu Mengyuan smiled slightly, with a demonic air, "Xu Mengyuan is my name in the Central Plains. In fact, my name is 妑 (Paj) 浀 (qus), which is how we pronounce it in Miao language."

"Miao people?" Bai Yutang frowned handsomely, "It is a serious crime for you Miao people to use Gu and poison in our Great Song Dynasty, how dare you know the law and break the law!"

"That's right, if you apply Gu in Song Dynasty, you will die miserably. That's how my master died."

"You Song people buried our bodies in the ground with only our heads exposed, then poured wax juice on our heads and set them on fire. It's really cruel." Xu Mengyuan's words were not sad, but excited, "Actually, it's vicious. How can we compare to you?"

King Xiangyang's thought hadn't calmed down yet, his stomach suddenly turned upside down, as if something was about to burst out, "You... What kind of Gu did you put on me?"

Xu Mengyuan's eyes lit up, "Don't worry, you are different from those Gu corpses. The Gu I raised in your body is Lingyaluo, a more powerful thing. It has grown in your body for several days."

Bai Yutang was so anxious that he drew his sword and stabbed Xu Mengyuan's neck: "You detoxified him, Fifth Master won't kill you!"

"Tsk tsk..." Xu Mengyuan was impartial, not afraid of Bai Yutang's sword at all, "There are so many people thinking about a king of Xiangyang."

"His Gu will make him stronger, what do you do if you solve it?"

Bai Yutang: "Do you think Fifth Lord really won't kill you!?"

"You have to kill me too?" Xu Mengyuan grinned, and spit out a stream of blood-red smoke. In an instant, several brightly colored poisonous snakes entangled Bai Yutang's shadow.

Bai Yutang was forced to throw Huaying on the ground.

The King of Xiangyang was leaning over, but inadvertently, he seemed to see the strangely colored sun in the sky. , as if it could swallow people up.

Large flakes of catkins in the reed pond flew to the empty island, like gray butterflies fluttering in shock. King Xiangyang heard bursts of humming in his ears. He shouted loudly, but no one answered.

When his body was burning coldly, King Xiangyang could no longer see the real scene around him. He seemed to have seen Zhoushan collapse, and black and golden birds flew out overlappingly.

The king of Xiangyang closed his eyes, and all the consciousness in his heart seemed to have changed in quality and grew hair. First, a sword slowly cut open his heart, and then spread to his hands, his whole body, and finally his face And the head, he could feel another person coming out of his body.

Xu Mengyuan's eyes were brightly lit, filled with light without temperature, and he was looking forward to the masterpiece he created with Gu.

But after a while, he couldn't laugh anymore, because he noticed that the change of King Xiangyang did not go in the direction he expected, and King Xiangyang became something completely out of his control.

Xu Mengyuan's self-defeating behavior made him fall into a predicament instead. King Xiangyang's appearance did not change, but his aura suddenly became colder. With a strong killing intent, he pinched Xu Mengyuan's neck with his bare hands.

Xu Mengyuan panted in disbelief, and wanted to open his mouth violently, like a trapped animal. King Xiangyang raised the corners of his lips and grabbed it fiercely, as if to vent the pain that had been pent up for a long time, and his fingertips were instantly covered with disgusting sticky Thick, is Xu Mengyuan's blood.

"You..." Xu Mengyuan was in his hands, he was powerless to fight back, and he didn't even have a chance to open his mouth to cast a Gu.

The king of Xiangyang got the supreme happiness from the defeat of his opponent, and he crazily enjoyed the passing of Xu Mengyuan's life in his hand, squinting his eyes and said: "You want to kill this king?"

Seeing this scene, Bai Yutang next to him couldn't help but dilate his pupils a little.

This person is not Gu Yiyan, definitely not.

he is……..

Zhao Jue.