Chapter 129 Blood Lotus

The two teams of patrol soldiers had just crossed, and a ghostly figure floated past and floated straight towards a tent outside. At this time, another team of patrol soldiers were walking out of the tent. The swift figure did not stop. It was about to hit the tent, but it lightly tapped its toes and immediately floated up, rubbing the top of the tent, without causing a slight sound of wind to fall on the other side. The patrol team, which was closely separated by the tent but was blocked by the tent, did not notice at all, and continued to follow the established route and go further and further.

In this way, the ghostly figure wandered between the tent and the patrol team. No matter what the situation was, it seemed that it could avoid the patrol sight without a prophet. The figure flew left and right, or advanced or retreated, slowly approaching the central tent.

Hiding in the shadow of the last tent, the figure finally encountered a problem. The loyal guards formed a circular defense line without dead corners, and a circle of torches were lit around it. It was impossible to use the gap to break in.

After hesitating for a short while, the figure suddenly had a "swish~~" sound, and the two groups of guards near the tent were shocked and they couldn't move. Then, the figure flashed like a ghost and disappeared at the tent, leaving only a curtain floating a few times.

Xiao Lingling snuggled in Zhuo Bufan's warm arms. This time after coming out of Shenlong Mountain was her happiest time. There were two of them, and they were happy and spent every day happily, and there was still a long time like this.

A breeze blew, and a tingling sound was lit. The oil lamp next to it was lit. There was a masked man in the tent, and her tight outfit showed her graceful figure. However, there was a cold light in her flower-like hands.

Zhuo Bufan and Xiao Lingling were disturbed by the sound, and then they felt the stimulation of the light and slowly opened their eyes. Xiao Lingling first saw the masked man around her. She had not yet heard a scream, but the cold light flashed into her smooth neck, and her whole body was shocked and she could not move.

Zhuo Bufan was shocked, but he felt his neck numb, and he couldn't even move a finger. His open mouth was also stalemate, looking a little funny.

At this time, the masked man squatted beside the floor and slowly pulled down his mask. A very beautiful face appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan and Xiao Lingding, but his eyes were wide open with obvious anger.

Zhuo Bufan suddenly felt like he fell into an ice cellar. Xiao Lingdang didn't recognize it, but he recognized it. This was the danger he had always been worried about. Yizhihua, the leader of Lianyun Village.

"Hmph, Zhuo Bufan, we're meeting again." Yizhihua's voice was still so beautiful, with a little dumb and a little feminine. Even Xiao Lingling felt a little jealous when she heard it.

Zhuo Bufan couldn't answer, and said in his heart that it was over, it wouldn't be enough to kill me if I didn't want to say a word.

Yizhihua suddenly said angrily: "What a skill, General Zhuo, he is so powerful that he actually cleans my Lianyun Village."

Boss, this is not my original intention. Zhuo Bufan shouted in his heart. Unfortunately, his face turned red and he couldn't say a word.

"Hmph, I have worked hard to manage Lianyun Village for many years, and you have killed more than half of my two thousand erlangs in one go. You can do it, hugging the little beauty and enjoying her freely, tsk tsk." As he said, Yizhihua looked at the little bell with wide eyes carefully, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and suddenly reached out to the little bell.

It's over, it's over, I'm here today, but I've implicated Xiao Lingdang and I die together. Zhuo Bufan was desperate, but unfortunately, he couldn't do anything.

A soft and boneless hand gently stroked the face of the little bell, but did not do anything out of the ordinary. Instead, he looked at Zhuo Bufan with hesitation and sighed softly: "Do you want to talk? Zhuolang, do you still like me? Last time on the full moon night, you and I almost wanted to... But, I heard that you told the Sunflower Book of Treasures and the news about his master, I really couldn't suppress my excitement, so I left you.

In fact, I went to save my master and his family. When I came back, you came without hesitation. Do you know how sad they are. These days, they are always thinking about you. I will see you again today, but why are you so cruel to pull out their village? Alas, this village is yours, you will pull it out, but you shouldn't have hurt so many of my subordinates' lives. Do you know that this makes me very difficult to deal with."

As he said that, Yizhihua actually snuggled up to the bed and leaned against Zhuo Bufan's other side. Now, when outsiders looked, it seemed as if Zhuo Bufan was hugging two beauties and enjoying himself. The little bell on the other side widened his eyes, and his chest was rising and falling sharply, obviously very angry. It turned out that this woman actually had a good relationship with her husband, and she had restrained herself from coming up. How could she not be angry?

Zhuo Bufan's face turned redder and his face showed pain, and he was not as comfortable and complacent as the warm fragrance.

Maybe I felt that I had no meaning to talk to myself. Yizhihua stood up and said sadly: "Zhuolang, what should I do?"

Zhuo Bufan's eyes turned around hard, meaning, damn, I can't even speak, let go of me quickly.

"Okay, I'll let you go, but don't shout and move around, otherwise I'll get angry." As he said, in Zhuo Bufan's happy eyes, he gently twisted his jade hand and pulled out an embroidery needle from Zhuo Bufan's neck.

"Huh~~", suddenly, Zhuo Bufan breathed heavily, and now he felt uncomfortable, and then he said anxiously: "Yizhihua, what do you want?"

Yizhihua was stunned and cried sadly: "What do they want? What can they do? They are all your people. Even if you kill me, I can't bear to leave you. However, more than a thousand brothers cannot die like this. You are my lover, and they are my brothers of life and death. What do you think you want me to do?"

The little bell next to him suddenly shed tears, and Zhuo Bufan hurriedly said, "You, let go of her first, so that nothing goes wrong." The needle between the little bell's neck was clearly visible under the light.

"Hmph, I have never seen you care so much about others." He complained, Yizhihua actually reached out his hand and pulled out the embroidery needle between the little bell's neck.

"Zhuo Bufan, what's going on?" Xiao Lingdang asked in the first sentence. She thought it was an assassin, but she didn't expect it. Judging from the meaning, it was probably the love debt caused by her husband.

Before Zhuo Bufan answered, Yizhihua lowered her head and sobbed, "What else can it be? The lovely man will abandon him at all." As he said, Yizhihua suddenly had a bright light in front of him and said happily: "Zhuolang, I have thought of a good idea. I will kill you first, and then commit suicide. In this way, we can not only be together forever, but also comfort my brothers' spirits in heaven. Do you think?"

OK, what a fool, I haven't lived enough yet. Zhuo Bufan cursed in his heart, but said in his mouth: "Don't, death is like a lamp that goes out. If you die, there will be nothing left. Let's think about it carefully and see if there is any other way." As he said, Zhuo Bufan secretly pinched Xiao Lingdang's hand and pinched it secretly, soothing Xiao Lingdang, who was about to get angry. Xiao Lingdang looked at the two who were completely in the atmosphere of lovers but felt a little strange, and temporarily closed their mouths.

"Oh," the two of them did not dodge Yizhihua's eyes and sighed: "Zhuolang, you can take away whatever you like. I'll kill this woman first." As they said, holding flowers in their hands, the cold light shining.

This scared Zhuo Bufan, and he quickly turned over and hugged the little bell, and called out: "Brother, don't play with me anymore. There is a difference between men and women. Even if we go to the underworld, we can't be together!"

"Ah!?" Xiao Lingling was immediately startled by Zhuo Bufan's words, and covered her mouth and looked at Yizhihua in surprise. Oh my God, how could this be a man? His towering breasts, slender waist, and even his hips all looked like a standard woman. Moreover, he was more feminine than himself, so he was so angry just now.

"Don't call me brother!" When he heard Zhuo Bufan's words, he saw Xiao Lingling's surprised expression. Yihua suddenly lost her mind and jumped up, calling out: "I am a woman! A woman! I am your life and my life is your ghost. Zhuo Lang, you take one step first, and I will arrive later." As he said, there was a row of shiny embroidery needles in his hand, his eyes wide open, and he looked at the two people embraced on the ground in pain and resolutely.

Suddenly, a slight sound rang outside the tent, which made Yizhihua stunned. Zhuo Bufan pressed the small bell and shouted: "Let's fire!"

"Wu~Wu~~~", suddenly there were deafening gunshots on the east side of the tent, and a large row of white smoke penetrated through the tent.

Almost at the same time as the gunshots, Yizhihua's face changed drastically and suddenly jumped up. Before the embroidery needle in her hand could be shot out, a bloody flower burst out from her right shoulder and left thigh. With a muffled groan, the jumping figure lost control and fell heavily to the ground.

The smoke filled the tent, and a flower struggled on the ground in pain, but when the curtain was lifted, several soldiers of the Dragon Army rushed in, and the black muzzle hit him. At the same time, the east tent with dozens of small holes appeared, turned into pieces. More than a dozen soldiers rushed in with their sabers and rushed in, and rushed over to control a flower.

Yizhihua's left leg was stiff, and a terrifying blood hole on his right shoulder. Blood quickly poured out of the wet collar, like a blood lotus spreading. Yizhihua's right hand trembled, and an embroidery needle fell weakly to the ground, completely losing its ability to resist.

Zhuo Bufan slowly stood up at this time, and at the same time he helped the little bell up, took the clothes from the side and gently put them on her, and then slowly walked to Yizhihua's side.

"Kill me." Yihua raised her face, and a line of clear tears fell from her still gorgeous face, while her extremely sad eyes looked at Zhuo Bufan, were filled with peace and relief.
Chapter completed!