Just now, she was standing on the shore and had been guarding against Yue Guanchao. When she saw him smashing the altar, she realized that he was not easy to deal with.
Thinking of this, Wu Yueniang pushed Ah Ying to Zhong Liangsheng, picked up a silver snake dagger and stared at him angrily:
"Little beast, what on earth have you done? Stop right now."
When she was about to snatch the beast charm pendant, Yue Guanchao quickly grabbed a knife to deal with it. He looked at the forty or fifty-year-old woman in front of him and spit out:
"You are so ambitious and wolf-hearted. You were so blinded by lard that you even wanted to kill your own sister."
"You have to know that more than twenty years ago, she had persuaded several elders to allow you to marry Adjutant Zhong. She originally wanted to keep you two safe during the banquet, but she didn't expect that you would hate her so much, and she didn't expect that you would actually hate her. Join forces with outsiders to plot the treasure!"
These words were full of thorns, piercing Wu Yueniang's heart severely. She was told that her veins were bulging and cold sweat broke out on her forehead frequently.
"What about me? It's not your turn to teach me a lesson. I want you to die."
Wu Yueniang seemed to be irritated, she picked up the dagger and was about to stab Yue Guanchao with such cruelty that she had no intention of letting him survive.
Poof!
Before he could get close to Yue Guanchao, he realized that he had stabbed someone else. When he raised his head to see the person clearly, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at his bloodshot hands in disbelief.
"Sheng...Brother Sheng, why do you have to sacrifice yourself? Everything I do is for us."
Wu Yueniang shook her hands and burst into tears. She never thought that she would kill her lover by mistake.
The absurd ending triggered the strongest sense of guilt. She staggered and fell to her knees, holding up Zhong Liangsheng who was lying in a pool of blood.
The woman kept covering Adjutant Zhong's wound in an attempt to stop the bleeding, but the silver snake dagger was extremely sharp and poisonous. All remedial measures were in vain, and even Hua Tuo was unable to save his life.
Aying saw this scene and ran to Adjutant Zhong to help him stop the bleeding.
Tang Dianrong knew that she was his only talisman, and of course he would not let her escape. He put a knife on her neck. Even so, Aying struggled like crazy.
Zhong Liangsheng was seriously injured and was already furious. He knew that he didn't have much time, so he used his last strength to caress Wu Yueniang's cheek, leaving several scarlet blood marks on it:
"Uh...Yue Niang, maybe we did something wrong from the beginning. Our desires have harmed too many people. If we can be freed like this, it can be considered...atonement."
His voice became smaller and smaller. When he spoke the last word, he could no longer make any sound. He just opened his lips weakly and exhaled the last breath.
The pupils are dissipated, and the soul returns to the underworld.
Wu Yueniang couldn't accept the reality and kept shaking Adjutant Zhong's body. However, it was too late by this time, and he had already lost his strength.
Yue Guanchao looked at Wu Yueniang. At this moment, she had long lost her shrewdness, and the blood on her face had faded, turning pale.
“If virtue is not matched, there will be disaster!”
"Now you and Tang Dianrong are the polished commanders and the other is polished high priests. How does it feel to be trapped in this world?"
"Do you still think you are smart and think you can take the treasure by yourself? Do you know that your sister's shadow is reflected in every step you take!"
"Don't you feel that she is standing behind you?"
These words were like a pair of sharp scissors, completely cutting Wu Yueniang's heartstrings. She weakly let go of her arms, kept giggling like crazy, and crawled around on the ground.
"You are looking for death. Even if I am gone, I will kill you."
Tang Dianrong was stimulated by this scene and ordered the bandits behind him to raise their guns and shoot. Before they could react, there was another violent commotion in the altar, which frightened the bandits and scared them to run away without committing any evil.
In this vibration, everyone present could hear a dreamy and dreamy music!
For a time, Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu's five tunes sounded in unison, big strings and small strings, Huqin Pipa, Qiang flute and jade flute... many musical sounds came one after another, uncontrollably getting into everyone's ear canals, it sounded like a beautiful oiran raising a cup and singing, and It's like hearing a low hum when you are a baby.
As the music got closer and closer, a huge monster suddenly emerged from the earth altar!
"What the hell is this?"
Yue Guanchao looked at the monster. It was taller than the bronze tree just now. It looked like an old wild ginseng that had grown for thousands of years. Countless vine filaments grew around it. It was constantly swaying with the music, and it was supported on the shore like a living thing.
Where the ginseng head should have been, there were brightly colored buds bigger than the carriage, and there seemed to be living things inside, swaying and swaying constantly.
He didn't know what it was, but the wrinkles on the front of the ginseng were very close to those of an old lady with all the facial features. They were probably some kind of Gu beasts raised by the Sushen people.
In the blink of an eye, countless rotting corpses with human heads climbed to the shore controlled by vines.
With a loud cry, the ginseng flower buds slowly bloomed, and a giant phoenix flower appeared in front of people!
Deep in the phoenix flowers, a corpse was slowly lifted out by the vines behind its head.
Yue Guanchao observed carefully that the corpse was as fresh as life, its face had not rotted away, and its skin was as pale as jade. Only its lips were dotted with crimson cinnabar, and its cheeks seemed to be stained with rouge. The blush spread to the tips of the eyebrows, outlining the upturned eyes. tail.
She was wearing a dress as red as blood with wide sleeves, her black hair was flowing freely, and she wore a golden black crown with the head of an ox. There were no seals or patterns on her body, giving her a sense of primitive simplicity without any carvings.
The graceful and floating posture is like a goddess and Buddha hanging in the air. This kind of ethereal and strange aura that is both divine and witchy is definitely not what ordinary people should have!
This is probably the thousand-year-old legacy of the Great Xianbei Witch!
"Monster...monster, fight me!"
Tang Dianrong and his bandits were so frightened that they started to fight with the corpses flying towards them.
After the gunfire, instead of killing them, it angered the Great Xianbei Witch.
In an instant, she floated forward and came to Tang Dianrong.
The bandit leader looked up and saw that the face of the Great Xianbei Witch was only a few inches away from him. He could even smell the rich floral fragrance on the corpse.
Seeing such an evil corpse at such a close range would make anyone tremble with fear. Unconsciously, he was sweating profusely and his legs and feet were weak.
call!
Just as Tang Dianrong was about to retreat, the eyelids of the great Xianbei witch moved slightly, and she suddenly opened her eyes. Her dark eyes were unruffled, making it clear that she wanted to devour the souls of all living creatures.
The moment she opened her eyes, the rose-red phoenix flowers suddenly shimmered with red and pink, and countless pollen filled the sky with a rich floral fragrance.
The moment these bandits who were supposed to be shooting saw the high priest's eyes, they giggled and drooled as if they had lost their souls. They dropped their spears and daggers one after another and moved towards the pit, as if they could no longer control their words and deeds.
Once you have the prey, there is no reason not to eat it.
The vines of the old wild ginseng were whirling around, and the corpses were biting the soldiers and bandits' necks, grabbing them in the air like a cat catching a mouse, and then divided the corpses and ate them.
In an instant, scarlet blood spread all over the sky, and the soldiers and bandits were like insects that strayed into a spider's web, struggling in the air and suffering pain.
When Tang Dianrong saw this scene, he no longer had the majesty of the bandit leader. Facing the behemoth in front of him, he fell to his knees with a thud, trembling with fear.
"You, you, please let me go. I am already a polished commander and I am no longer a threat to you."
"You...what kind of great god are you? Please let me go. I will never dare to provoke you."
"I...I will recite Buddha's name and worship you all my life. Please let me go...ahhhhhhh."
"ah!"
At this moment, the desire for survival made Tang Dianrong retreat crazily, trying to get away from the evil corpse, but he couldn't run more than a few meters. Countless vines directly rolled him into the air, scraping off the flesh and blood from his body like Ling Chi.
The screams mixed with the sound of tearing flesh and blood resounded through the lobby. In an instant, only a skeleton was left in the bandit leader's body, which was eaten by the corpse heads that followed the scent!
