Chapter 185 Yushu Qiongzhi

Style: Heros Author: cat who loves poetryWords: 2945Update Time: 24/01/19 01:16:59
The rain falls clearly outside the window, gently beating banana leaves and lightly sprinkling cloves, surrounding the entire Yunyue Tower.

The blue bird does not convey the message, the lilac is empty and the rain is sorrowful, and no divine soldier of the Queen Mother of the West descends from the sky to rescue Li Yu.

Li Yu's eyes have turned red, and his throat is constantly gulping because of thirst. He looks like a carp that has lost water, hoping for the rain to save his life.

"The rain is right there. As long as you walk over, you can be rescued easily."

There seemed to be a voice in the dark that was bewitching Li Yu, inducing him to abandon his remaining sanity.

"Don't hesitate, don't hesitate..."

The sound kept repeating and getting louder.

Finally, Li Yu couldn't bear it any longer and yelled "Ah", suddenly lying on the ground with all four limbs, his hands tightly hooked on the two legs of the incense table, and his feet pressed firmly on the fallen incense burner. .

Previously, the pure fragrance of the heart suppressed his desires, but Li Yu felt his heart wavering and couldn't control himself. At this time, the pure fragrance of the heart has disappeared, and the lingering cold fragrance has fully taken effect. Li Yu's heart is boiling, and his thoughts are aroused. Although he remembers his sincerity that he is unwilling to give in, he can no longer care about his free and easy demeanor, and almost desperately grabs a straw. Make the last struggle before the boat capsizes and people die.

Little did they know that Lengqing Lengxiang was specially made by Mrs. Peony just for Li Yu. Twenty-eight years of loneliness, twenty-eight years of waiting, the calmness is the helplessness of lovesickness, the heart is like stagnant water, the sadness of blue eyes and no one, and the talent is romantic, just to create this cold and quiet fragrance.

The more cold and condensed it is, the tighter it becomes with passion. In an instant, the tide surges and spreads endlessly, breaking through all the shackles in the world, and even breaking through the persistence in Li Yu's heart.

Li Yu's face turned red, not only like a carp, but also like a drunken shrimp. His body curled up into a ball, trembling in mania, and he looked like he was shivering.

The incense table was tightly entangled with Li Yu's hands, scratches and pieces of wood were gouged out by Li Yu's fingers, and he was even more frightened by the red blood on Li Yu's fingers. He was really trembling, and when he forced himself to hold a cup of tea, he finally Unable to resist, he fell to the ground with a "thud".

Mrs. Peony turned sideways, stretched her waist and legs slightly, and smiled: "A spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Mr. Li, don't let it go."

Swirling sweetly, the cold fragrance flew out of the bed curtain and landed sharply on Li Yu's heart.

With a "bang" sound, Li Yu's heart fell to the ground.

"Go over there, go over there, not only can you relieve the pain, but you can also gain happiness, why not do it?"

Anyone who doesn't do this is probably a fool.

With a sudden change of thought, Li Yu also changed from a drunken shrimp to a mad wolf. He suddenly jumped up, his eyes emitted a hot and evil light, staring at the white bed curtains and the red Taoist robe that was dimly looming in the bed curtains.

Li Yu's teeth suddenly stopped rattling, and his fallen soul let out a cry of "ah" and rushed towards the bed curtain like a whirlwind.

What a fierce wind, what a scorching wind, what a despairing wind!

Are you desperate?

Have you given up?

When Li Yu's hands tore the bed curtains apart, and when Li Yu's eyes saw that graceful silhouette, a trace of sadness suddenly filled Li Yu's heart.

Whose sorrow is that?

Is it Hu Jiangxue's sadness? Is it Shangguan Yan’s sorrow? Is it the sorrow of the unknown gentle woman in the dream?

"If I succumb to the strange poison and have sex with Mrs. Peony, how will Hu Jiangxue look at me? How will Shangguan Yan look at me? How will Tang Rouyu look at me? How will Lord Chaoyi look at me? Li Yu was praised by everyone, but It turned out to be just a weak villain. Hahaha, what an interesting scene it would be if everyone saw Li Yu tonight!"

Li Yu's body suddenly froze. No matter how the blood surged and the pain entangled him, his body suddenly became as motionless as a dead tree.

The wind, rain, lightning and thunder all bear the brunt of the dead trees. It doesn't matter if it dies, it doesn't matter if it is shattered. The important thing is not to bow your head.

But Mrs. Mudan could not help but turn her head, her watery gaze flowed across Li Yu's face, she was stunned for a while, then suddenly sighed and whispered plaintively: "Although Qiluoxiang is included in the six evil sects of the Immortal Forest, she has not done anything." What kind of evil deeds have you done? It's nothing more than running a brothel in Manxianlin, which has attracted unwarranted infamy. Mr. Li, are you really so shameless to associate with me?"

Li Yu seemed unaware, his body did not waver, but every piece of skin on his body was trembling, and his eyes were as red as blood.

Mrs. Peony sighed again: "Hey, I sincerely marry you, and we will stay and fly together until we grow old together. After decades of business, Qiluoxiang has achieved little. If you and I get married, everything will be fine." It belongs to you. If...if you don't like Qiluoxiang, I can disband Qiluoxiang immediately. From now on, I won't care about the chaos in the fairy forest, and I will just be your wife with peace of mind.

The tent is warm in the incense burner, and the branches of the jade trees are close to each other. This is the only obsession I have in my life. I really don’t understand why Mr. Li is afraid of me like a snake and a scorpion. Am I really a snake and a scorpion? "

He frowned and sighed softly, speaking softly and affectionately, and his pitiful demeanor suddenly triggered Li Yu's beast thoughts. Li Yu was originally from the Suanyi demon tribe, and his animal thoughts were deeper than those of ordinary people. The reason why he could persevere for such a long time was nothing more than the cultivation of a few volumes of poetry and a little bit of rational clarity.

Now Mrs. Peony's body is spread out, her mind is supple, and the noble and charming Qiluo Xiangzhu has transformed into a frail woman who is easy to follow her husband. It just arouses the desire for plunder and destruction in Li Yu's heart, making Li Yu's passion boiling. Hard to contain.

Especially Li Yu had previously seen the beauty of Mrs. Peony at a glance, but now facing the red robe, what he saw in his eyes was the stunning scene before. The more tightly the Dahong Taoist robe hid his body, the more intense and manic Li Yu felt in his heart. He wished he could tear open the Taoist robe by force, not only to relive his old dream, but also to feast and enjoy it to his heart's content.

The evil thoughts retreated for a while before, but after boiling over again, they became more intense, like a prairie fire, not only trying to burn Li Yu out, but also destroying the entire world.

With a "swish" sound, Li Yu forcefully grabbed Mrs. Mudan's body. With a "tear" sound, Li Yu arbitrarily scratched Mrs. Peony's Taoist robe.

The bright red Doudou came into Li Yu's eyes again, and the smile on Mrs. Peony's face also jumped into Li Yu's eyes again.

Li Yu's lips were about to touch Mrs. Peony's face.

"No, no, no!"

The gongs and drums were already ringing, and the show was about to take place. Mrs. Peony put her soft arms around Li Yu's neck, looking forward to the joy of "peonies blooming" in "The Romance of the West Chamber", but Li Yu suddenly stopped moving.

After a moment of pause, Li Yu pushed Mrs. Peony away. Instead of advancing, he retreated three steps in a row without hesitation.

Tears welled up in Li Yu's eyes, out of fear and relief: "I'm still Li Yu after all."

Li Yu asked himself over and over again: "Can you use the name of poisoning to act unscrupulously and do whatever you want? And then use poisoning as an excuse without leaving any guilt on your conscience?"

"Don't you always boast of your strong will? When you lost to Chu Wanqing, the leader of the fake Demonic Sound Sect, you couldn't beat her song "Emperor". Didn't you regret it in your life and regret it? Why are you here again tonight? Are you willing to lose to the lingering Qixiang, only to resist a little, and then show signs of weakness? Where is your so-called pride? Where is your so-called persistence?"

"If you make a mistake, you will be hated for eternity, and if you look back, you will be a hundred years old. If you succumb to strange poison and beauty tonight, will you still be Li Yu?"

Asking questions again and again is a dose of good medicine, allowing Li Yu, who is on the verge of despair, to keep his true colors.

Li Yu is Li Yu. After having no choice but to do anything, Li Yu still refused to bow his head!

Mrs. Peony was stunned, as if she were seeing Li Yu for the first time, her eyes were filled with infatuation, and tears gradually overflowed, and she cried: "Am I so unbearable?"

The sound of rain outside the window was low, but it could not cover up Li Yu's heavy breathing or Mrs. Peony's low sobs.

Maybe she was tired of crying. Mrs. Peony suddenly raised her head and said word by word: "Mr. Li, Duyang will not give birth. If you don't marry me in half an hour, you will bleed to death. You can forget it." For the sake of your own life, you should..."

Li Yu was struggling to hold on, but he just smiled when he heard this. This was not the first time he faced death, and he was not that afraid of death.

On the contrary, because of Mrs. Peony's words, Li Yu's unyielding heart became more and more agitated, and even the pain all over his body became less powerful.

As Li Yu stood and Mrs. Peony fell, time flew by. With every point he received, the red color on Li Yu's face deepened, and his body trembled twice as fast.

Suddenly, Mrs. Peony flew down next to Li Yu like a swallow. She held Li Yu's face in her hands and kissed her with her lips regardless of her own safety.

Mrs. Peony didn't kiss Li Yu's face. She was pushed out by a pair of bloody hands.

Li Yu's hand was even stronger than when Qing Xinxiang existed.

Mrs. Peony stumbled back a few steps, widened her eyes, and shouted, "Li Yu, are you really desperate for your life?"

Li Yu's silence was Li Yu's answer.

Mrs. Mudan's face was ashen, and she laughed at herself: "Ha." She stretched out her hand and waved out a stream of yellow gas, knocking Li Yu unconscious to the ground.

Then, Mrs. Peony came back to Li Yu, stretched out one foot and hung it on Li Yu's face for half a cup of tea.

Mrs. Peony's eyes were ever-changing, but her foot never struck a fatal blow.

After sighing, Mrs. Peony retracted her foot, then lit a purple incense stick, passed it around Li Yu's nostril three times, and fed Li Yu another elixir.

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Peony put on a blue Taoist robe, canceled the barrier arranged, opened the door, and ordered outside: "Call Zijuan."