Agent Evil Concubine

Chapter 237 The old man with secrets (1)
Shangguan Ningyue was not ignorant of the many rules of the Linggong.

The day when the spiritual power in her body was activated, she also accepted many memories of her mother.Therefore, regarding the words overflowing from Nangong Xueyi's lips, Shangguan Ningyue was naturally as clear as a mirror.

The cold air gathered in the jade eyes, but Shangguan Ningyue, who still had a smile on his face, said with a charming smile on his lips: "In my mind, some memories are really disgusting. I don't mind you clearing them. But some The memory is so beautiful, I really don't want to erase it!"

"If you are willing to cooperate, Xuanyuanyan will be safe and sound." The palms were still rubbing slowly, but Mo Mou suddenly raised, Nangong Xueyi stared at Shangguan Ningyue's face and said: "Otherwise... "

Wrapping the strands of blue silk dancing in the wind around her cheeks around her fingers, Shangguan Ningyue, with her head tilted slightly, asked with a deeper smile in her blinking jade eyes: "Otherwise, what will happen?" Woolen cloth?"

Nangong Xueyi, who stopped rubbing his palms, sighed helplessly in his heart, and then said with thin lips: "The people of the Longyao Dynasty will wear mourning clothes. King, weep with great sorrow."

As soon as Nangong Xueyi finished speaking, the black-clothed woman standing behind him quickly flipped her wrist, and a dagger with a white glow appeared in her palm.

"Xuanyuanyan, pick up the dagger at your feet. Then put the sharp edge of the dagger against your heart."

The woman in black opened her lips and finished speaking coldly, with a flick of her fingertips, the sharp dagger that pierced the wind instantly plunged into the ground at Xuanyuanyan's feet.

"Yes." Xuanyuanyan, whose eyes were extremely dull, responded softly between his thin lips, and at the same time, his body bent towards the ground under his feet.

After pulling out the gleaming dagger from the dust, Xuanyuanyan, who stood upright again, actually pressed the extremely sharp blade at the front end of the dagger to his deadly heart.

"Shangguan Ningyue, if you don't want Xuanyuan Yan to die, obediently clear the memory of the outside world, and then return to the Spirit Palace with us." The woman in black looked at Shangguan Ningyue, and said in a voice without a trace of warmth: "Otherwise, as long as As soon as I give an order, Xuanyuan Yan will personally bury his own life."

Hearing the words of the woman in black, the blood vulture king Shabao's pair of fiery red eagle eyes suddenly burst into a gloomy light.As for the phantom silver wolf and the green leopard, their clenched fist-shaped hands also made an angry creaking sound one after another.

However, since Shangguan Ningyue did not give them any instructions, even though they were filled with anger, they could only hold back their anger helplessly for the time being.

As for the little golden mink Qiuqiu, he simply doesn't hear what's going on around him, and only cares about sleeping late.The halazi hanging from the mink's mouth are almost converging into balls of the small river, and the snoring is getting louder and louder.

"Don't bully my flame, that... will make my heart hurt." Hearing what the woman in black said, she let go of Shangguan Ningyue, who was wrapped in black silk between her fingers, and lightly touched Xue Pipa's face with her green fingers. A languid smile overflowed from his lips.

"Have you heard a saying? The heartache given by the enemy can be healed with the blood of the enemy! My heart is hurting now, and the blood flowing in your body now will be the best medicine to cure my heartache."

"Shangguan Ningyue, since the King of Blood Vulture has recognized you as his master, he must have made you swallow the Divine Blood Orb that can fuse spiritual power and increase it dozens of times. With the spiritual power you currently have, If you pluck the strings of the blood lute, we will definitely be unable to resist, and may even kill you on the spot. But..."

Although her eyes glanced timidly at the blood pipa in Shangguan Ningyue's arms, the voice that overflowed from the lips of the woman in black was still as cold as before.

"You'd better not pluck the strings of the pipa lightly, because even if I don't give the order, let Xuanyuanyan bury my life with my own hands. As long as any one of us is seriously injured by you or killed by your hand, then... Xuanyuanyan will also Will be buried with him."

There was a bewitching smile on her face, but Shangguan Ningyue, whose jade eyes were filled with murderous aura, said with a sensual arc drawn on her cherry red lips: "Oh, what do you mean by that?"

"The Holy Ice Needle was developed by the Holy Emperor himself half a year ago. Anyone in the Linggong Palace can successfully manipulate Xuanyuan if he uses his spiritual power to send the Ice Needle into the back of Xuanyuanyan's head." Yan's mind. But we only have the ability to manipulate Xuanyuanyan's mind, but we don't have the ability to restore Xuanyuanyan's mind."

The woman in black, whose heart trembled suddenly due to the murderous aura bursting out from Shangguan Ningyue's jade eyes, clenched her palms involuntarily into fists, and then continued to move her red lips.

"In other words, Xuanyuanyan, who has been hit by the God of Frost Needle at this moment, only the Holy Emperor, the developer of the God of Ice Needle, can help him get rid of the God of Ice Needle in his body and restore his consciousness smoothly. After three months, if the Holy Emperor didn't remove the ice needle from Xuanyuanyan's body, then Xuanyuanyan's body would turn into a puddle of ice water."

Swallowing her saliva quietly, the woman in black clenched her hands more tightly and said, "And the Holy Emperor said that unless you are willing to erase all the memories of the outside world and then go back to the Spiritual Palace with us, he will replace you." Xuanyuanyan gets rid of the ice needle in his body. Otherwise, if you refuse to clear your memory and return to the Spirit Palace with us, or if you hurt any of us, Xuanyuanyan will only end up turning his body into ice water."

"Hahaha..." She raised her head and let out a mocking laugh, Shangguan Ningyue suppressed the smile on her face, and narrowed her jade eyes at the group of people opposite.

"What if my Yan didn't hit any bullshit cold needle at all? Then... I, who has been provoked by you for a long time, should be able to bleed without any scruples?"

"Impossible!" Hearing Shangguan Ningyue's words, the woman in black, whose complexion changed suddenly, shouted, her eyes looked at the rockery beside the lake in disbelief, and she was poking a dagger at the chest in her heart. Xuanyuan Yan.

The nineteen prefecture-level protectors with their hands stretched out into their sleeves, holding something tightly, heard Shangguan Ningyue's words, and looked at Xuanyuanyan in surprise.

Nangong Xueyi, whose body was slightly stiff, also squinted at Xuanyuanyan with her mo pupils.

He believes that the earth-level protector is not lying, she must have sent the ice needle into Xuanyuanyan's body.However, from Shangguan Ningyue's mocking laughter, he believed even more that Xuanyuanyan really didn't hit the ice needle.This... what the hell is going on?
The strange illness suffered by Xuanyuan Yan's mother and concubine was recorded in the medical book of the Linggong, because hundreds of years ago, there was a person in the Linggong who suffered from this strange illness.

(End of this chapter)