Lu Nianchou also knew that with these few mouthfuls of poisonous blood, he would be entangled with Li Mochou no matter what.
This woman who has killed many people in the world and suffered a lot of blood debts, but is also extremely affectionate, will have an inseparable bond with her from now on.
But this is by no means an easy task. Not to mention the name of master and disciple, just the grievances of the previous generation and the numerous blood debts in the world will make them destined to be entangled in endless troubles in this life.
"does it worth?"
Even he himself didn't know whether he did this to repay the grievances of the previous generation, or to obtain the martial arts of the Tomb Sect from Li Mochou, or to find a backer...
Or is it because that woman is so similar to herself in her bones?
Lu Nianchou didn't think any more. After spitting out the last mouthful of poisonous blood, he felt that his mouth and tongue were on fire and seemed to be completely festering.
Although the poison on the iron nail cannot see blood and seal the throat, it can make people feel extremely painful, and it spreads very quickly. In just this moment, he suffered less than the poisonous injury.
Fortunately, he didn't open the wound. Although he had to suffer some pain, it was not serious.
As for Li Mochou, most of the poisonous blood was sucked out, so her life could be saved. However, Huo Du's poisonous nails were not trivial. For at least ten days and a half, Li Mochou would not be able to easily use his true energy to fight.
At this time, Li Mochou circulated her true energy, and the poisonous energy in her body was gradually suppressed. After another long while, she suddenly spurted out a mouthful of black blood, but her complexion became rosy.
She slowly finished the exercise, regardless of her physical fatigue and lack of energy and blood, she stood up with force and said with a frosty face: "Lu Nianchou, you can commit suicide. Don't force me, do it yourself!"
At this time, Lu Nianchou's lips were swollen due to the poisonous blood, and there was still blood at the corners of his mouth. He smiled softly and said: "If you want to kill me, just do it, just treat it as your father." Debts must be paid.”
"But if you don't kill me..."
He stared straight at Li Mochou and said in an incomprehensible tone: "The grace of saving my life today will be exchanged for the grievances and grudges between you and me being wiped out."
"From now on, you have nothing to do with him. Ten years later, if I want to marry you, that is my business and has nothing to do with him."
"how do you feel?"
When Li Mochou heard this, she was slightly stunned, and it took a moment to react.
"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
She looked at Lu Nianchou opposite, and there was indeed a ferocious murderous intention surging in her heart.
Back then, that man cruelly abandoned her because of that slap, and now his son did that again.
Neither father nor son is good, so they both deserve to be killed!
But let her do it herself...
Looking at Lu Nianchou's swollen lips due to the venom, the hastily bandaged body, and the blood still leaking out, thinking that he was so seriously injured, he still came to help...
How could she do it?
But what if all the past grudges and grudges were wiped out?
I think of Lu Zhanyuan, I think of He Yuanjun, I think of the eternal alliance that the man once had with me.
Li Mochou felt like her body was trembling. In the past ten years, she had endured unimaginable pain and torture, and became a terrifying female devil who roamed the world.
It was hatred, unwillingness, and resentment that supported her step by step until today.
Those two people are already dead, even living and dying together!
If there is no hatred left, then all her persistence, then everything she has done, is nothing?
Li Mochou was in extreme pain, and couldn't help but raise her head, looking up to the sky and screaming. Her face, so beautiful and beautiful, seemed to be a little weak and confused under the moonlight, which was rare.
"Are you OK?"
When Lu Nianchou saw her like this, he was startled and quickly wanted to get closer.
But when he saw the look in Li Mochou's eyes, he subconsciously stopped.
This woman's eyes seemed like a pool of stagnant water, or like a night sky that had lost all its starlight, a candle that was about to burn out, empty, calm, and indifferent.
"Let's go!" Li Mochou said in an unprecedented indifferent tone.
"From now on, I am no longer your master, and you are no longer my disciple."
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly arose, blowing her long hair and robes loudly, as if she was about to ride away in the next moment.
She slowly turned around, looked at the cold moon in the sky, turned her back to Lu Nianchou and said, "Save my life, and I can forgive you for being frivolous towards me."
"But if you want to settle the grudge between me and Lu Zhanyuan, then I can tell you."
"wishful thinking!"
She said decisively without any hesitation, "I planned to kill you with my own hands ten years later."
"For the sake of saving my life, you can leave now, no matter where you go to learn skills from a teacher, or where you hide."
"I'll give you ten years,"
"Ten years from now, either you will die or I will live. Then the grudges will naturally be settled."
Li Mochou slowly closed her eyes. Even she herself didn't know what kind of mood she was feeling at this moment.
Lu Nianchou really didn't expect such a result. He just looked around and heard footsteps approaching in the distance.
He immediately grinned and said, "Are you sure you want me to leave now? What will happen if those Mongolian soldiers search here and see you like this?"
Li Mochou used her true energy to suppress the poisonous wounds in her body. Only then did she hear the sound of chirping footsteps in the distance.
"Whether I live or die, you don't need to worry about me!"
Without even looking at Lu Nianchou, she snorted coldly and walked forward.
"Ahem..."
Before taking two steps, Li Mochou felt that her legs and feet were weak. It was obvious that the poison had not completely faded away.
Even her internal organs felt like they were on fire. She couldn't help but stop, clutching her chest and letting out a heart-rending cough. The sound was particularly clear in the dark night.
Li Mochou suddenly felt a hand covering her lips, and then her waist was grabbed. She was immediately furious.
"Who does he think I am? That he treats me so lightly over and over again?
At this time, a warm breath came to my ears.
"Don't make a sound. There are Mongolians chasing after you. If they find out, you will be in trouble." Lu Nianchou used Qinggong to jump up and quietly hid in a hidden corner of the pile of rocks.
Li Mochou didn't make any more moves. After a while, he saw a Mongolian master leading a group of Mongolian soldiers to search, and soon they arrived near where the two men were hiding.
Lu Nianchou's heart sank slightly when he saw that the leader was an old man in his sixties. He was obviously a Han Chinese, but he was wearing Mongolian official uniform and holding a judge's pen in his right hand.
Those who can use this kind of strange weapon are usually masters who have achieved great achievements in internal skills. In the past, these people were naturally not worth mentioning to Li Mochou, and they could be killed in three or two moves.
But she couldn't use her true energy at this time, and Lu Nianchou was seriously injured.
The opponent has a large number of people, and once it alerts the enemies searching in other directions, the trouble will be big.
