After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

Before Xiaobanzhuxiang, outside the sarcophagus.

"Beauty, do you think who will come out first?"

Qisha leaned against the sarcophagus, and bored with a clover to play.

The corpse of Daojun Lu was still lying on the altar.

This clover grew out of the gap between the sarcophagus and the altar after the blood was sucked into the sarcophagus without a leak.

Thick clumps, like people's lush hair.

On the edge of the fluffy leaves, green dewdrops fell.

Zheng Wan looked at the clover intently, always feeling like he had seen...or heard of it somewhere.

The big monks of Zhengmeng sat cross-legged on the sword net woven by Cui Wang when he left, closing their eyes and resting.

The deer got sick of the bad, and was treated as an object of slaughter. Others did not unwittingly provoke this hostile Daojun, who had a strange look at the yin and yang, when the venue failed.

"Hey, beauty, why don't you ignore me?"

Zheng Wan was interrupted by his thoughts and frowned subconsciously:

"Half and half."

"It seems that the kid from Li Wei is very unusual in your heart. He actually has half of it." Qi Sha said, "According to this lord, the odds of winning are less than half."

"Bah! Your grandma is a bear! My wife and my wife said that 50% is achieved by 50%!"

Daojun Tianhe couldn't help but retorted.

Qisha raised his head, stared at him for a while, then lowered his head and stroked the grass:

"The reckless man these days, just like this grass, can't finish cutting one stubble."

He gently bounced the dew on the clover with his fingertips.

The dewdrop fell on the ground and broke into three petals, one like a mouth, one like a hand, and one like a human eye.

These three petals were less than a breath, and then turned into clear oily water, which flowed into the gap between the sarcophagus and the altar.

No one noticed this scene except Zheng Wan.

——Blessed in her mind, she suddenly thought of what this is.

"In ancient times, a dove was bald, died of injustice, turned bones into the ground, and gave birth to'Dove Mingcao.' The'Dove Mingcao' has three leaves, which is unremarkable. Only the infiltrated pearl is useful for eliminating evil..."

This was what Mother-in-law Jin told her when she entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and searched blindly for plants.

At that time, Mother-in-law Jin was still weird, one copy of "Xuancang Qi Zhulu" and the others were still intact, why did she miss a single page of "Jiu Mingcao".

There is no record of "Kyu Mingcao", so no one recognizes the monks nowadays.

Dove Mingcao is useless, but Dove Mingzhu is a place of severe injustice. It is a weapon born in the dark for oneself. It is born in blood and aims at revenge.

It is not the grievances of thousands of dead souls, the pouring of blood of extreme anger, and the eyes of extreme gloom, which will not give birth to this thing.

"No—" Zheng Wan suddenly raised his head, "I think the odds of winning can be as high as 80%."

"80%?" Seven Killers smiled weirdly, "Beauty, are you dreaming?"

Zheng Wan looked at him without showing any weakness.

At this moment, she suddenly saw the real intentions of the uncertain man.

No one wants to be a puppet for a lifetime.

The jealous people are especially so.

"The Taoist is boring to sit alone," Zheng Yu got up, "Why don't you come to accompany you."

After saying this, he got up and tapped his feet on the sword net. With a twist of his waist, he had reached the sarcophagus.

"Hey you girl doll—"

Daojun Tianhe stared at her angrily, "This gentleman and disciple entered this sarcophagus for you, you, you, you..."

His fingers were shaking with anger.

The big monks opened their eyes one after another.

It's not that they haven't seen the temporary apostasy. They are used to seeing Zheng Wan at this time. They looked at Zheng Wan and were too lazy to even make accusations, so they closed their eyes again.

"Haha," Qi Shao laughed with his palms, "Beauty is so knowledgeable and interesting, this gentleman appreciates your temperament. Unlike Zhengmeng, these people wear Zhang Dayi's awe-inspiring mask, and grind Hao Hao's pretense."

Zheng Yu sat down generously to the side of Qisha, with the crimson skirt unfolding, just to cover the fluffy grass.

"The Daoist has a good reputation."

Zheng Wan tidied the hem of his skirt.

Under the skirt, the flamboyant grass trembling in the wind, the green pearl fell from the leaves, and was quietly collected by a bright white palm.

"Beauty hasn't answered my previous question, why is this chance of winning 80%?"

Zheng Wan supported his chin and made naive gestures:

"Cui Wang said he had the ability to deal with it, so I believed him. And I guess..."

"Guess what?"

Zheng Wan turned his head and looked at the seven kills:

"I guess... if the star of Ziwei is really as smart as the legend, in order to save effort, I am afraid that he will be taken to threaten him."

Smart people always like to take shortcuts that save effort.

"...Daojun, you have to protect me then."

Beauty's eyes narrowed slightly, smiling brightly.

Qisha's eyes flashed:

"This monarch is no more than a puppet, but he can't make the decision for himself."

The conversation broke up, and the whole space fell into silence.

No one speaks.

The big monks were all sitting quietly, only Daojun Tianhe glanced at him from time to time, and then snorted, like a child.

Zheng Wan leaned back against the sarcophagus and looked into the air.

She did not dare to close her eyes. When she closed her eyes, she saw Cui Wang lying in a pool of blood knowingly.

But with his eyes open, there is no such person here, and it feels empty again.

Even my heart is empty.

After removing Gu, it seemed that the whole world had fallen into silence.

Yudie was still flying in her hair, but the other end of the thread was broken.

He was experiencing the worst catastrophe of her life alone at this time, but she could only wait.

She doesn't know whether he is good or not.

Imagine that the horror is greatly magnified.

Zheng Wan sat for a while, then stood up and looked around the sarcophagus carefully.

The body of the coffin is not known what it was carved into, and it remains as new after so many years. A one-eyed toad was carved on the lid of the coffin, and that eye was staring at her faintly.

"Are you upset?" Seven Killers sneered, "Didn't you believe him?"

"Naturally believe, Cui Wang never speaks big words."

Zheng Wan smiled and said authentically.

Rao knows that guessing things will happen in all likelihood, but the waiting time is still extraordinarily long, as if shuttled in the dark night without seeing the sky, and can only survive slowly.

"Beauty..."

Seven Kills suddenly said, "Do you like more books, or more books?"

Zheng Shan was taken aback, what a problem.

Just as he was about to speak, when Qi Shao suddenly looked sharp, Yuan Li turned his palm, pinched her neck, and the two were dragged into the sarcophagus one after the other.

"This, this...how can it be good?"

Tianhe sharpened his ears just now, and naturally heard Zheng Wan's "coercion theory". He didn't believe it at first, but when things happened, he couldn't help worrying for his apprentice.

"Why don't I wait... also go to the sarcophagus?"

"Yeah, waiting like this is not a solution. It would be nice if it could help Lord Liweidao."

After a few people discussed, they walked on the sword net to the altar.

But knocking left, knocking right, the lid of the coffin was tightly covered, with no gaps at all.

No matter whether the fire is heated, water is poured into the knife, the coffin lid remains intact.

"It's another world." Master Chengxin folded his hands together and sighed, "Wait, the time has not yet arrived."

——

Zheng Wan was caught in the neck by the seven killers, and he mentioned a white place.

Fortunately, a cultivator, if it were a mortal, would have died a few times earlier.

She saw Cui Wang at a glance.

His white robe was stained with blood, compared with the person who stood facing him, the snow robe on his body was truly not stained with dust.

This is the second person who can wear a white robe with a real demeanor.

The first one is Cui Wang. Cui Wang wears a white robe. It is clear like a frosty moon, but this one is like a handful of clear, flowing, gentle water.

His clear eyes swept, as if to cleanse all the dirt in your heart.

Ziwei Xingjun.

The real person is much more beautiful than the light and soul just now, and more than the elegant and elegant Langjunjun in the memory of the mother-in-law, it is no wonder that the proud Shuimei Daojun... also planted.

"coming?"

Ziwei smiled softly, his gaze swept from top to bottom, "It's Shuimei's favorite."

He didn't seem to have a deep-seated hatred for Mother-in-law Jin was refined by Zheng Wan, and it was just normal for her to be treated.

She didn't even pay much attention to her overly charming appearance and her pitiful appearance in the palm of the seven killers.

"Xing, Xingjun want to kill me?"

Zheng Wan's neck was squeezed "karakala", and he did not forget to raise his head to give Cui Wang a soothing smile.

Cui Wang's face was as white as paper, but his eyes were dark and scary.

"Oh, kill..."

Xingjun Ziwei shook his head, "It's not good to fight and kill."

"What do you want?"

Cui Wang clenched the sword in his hand.

"If you have no desire, you are strong, and you are affectionate..." Ziwei sighed regretfully, "It's easy to do wrong things, Ben Jun said, I want to teach you a lesson."

"If you want her to be safe, destroy her dantian."

"No, Cui, Cui Wang, no--"

Zheng Yu shook his head, and the hand that was holding the Seven Kills suddenly exerted force, the blue sky flashed past, and she found a chance to get away, but she didn't have a good footing, behind Monarch Ziwei.

"No matter what you do, he will definitely kill me."

Zheng Yu said, "I killed his beloved."

"Seven kills, what do you do?"

"Oh, I'm not to blame." Seven Kills shrugged, "It's Xingjun who said that killing and killing is not good. My Seven Kills is a strong point, but it's just normal."

"It's just a little bit of knowledge."

Seven killing pigs is not afraid of boiling water, the scornful local said:

"Anyway, I've brought it up for Xingjun. If Xingjun wants to do anything, it's better to come by yourself."

A gust of wind passed.

Cui Wang took a step, shrank his ground and fell directly beside Zheng Wan, reaching out to take her away, and coming over like an overwhelming palm in the next time——

While blowing him away, the other Yuanli palm had turned into a vine, and he pulled Zheng Wan from his waist and brought it back.

Mr. Ziwei Xing made a move.

Cui Wang only had time to catch the corner of Zheng Wan's sleeve--

"Tear it", the vest could not stand the tear of the Void Realm cultivator, and the whole piece was shattered into scraps of cloth.

Zheng Wan felt like he was being pulled backwards like a kite, and seeing that he was about to run into Xingjun Ziwei, he was slammed and fixed.

She subconsciously looked at Cui Wang--

She hopes that he will continue to attack, and it is best to involve the Seven Kills.

It's easy to fish in muddy waters.

I didn't have any hope, but Cui Wang seemed to understand it.

The moves became more and more fierce, and the frequency also increased, and only stopped when Ziwei threw her out.

If it was still in the magical realm, Cui Wang hadn't sent a message to force Xingjun Ziwei to take action, but he was still in the virtual realm, and his frequency accelerated so that Xingjun Ziwei couldn't tell for the time being.

And the seven kills who were watching the show were also hit by Cui Wang's unorganized attack. He wiped the corners of his mouth, cursed, and added in.

Zheng Wan was like a kite and was tossed around. Obviously, Xingjun Ziwei still wanted to keep her to delay time and deal with Cui Wang, and he would inevitably be restrained in the seven-kill, unscrupulous rabid dog style.

Cui Wang also threw a rat avoidance device, and the three of them froze for a while, Zheng Wan was dizzy and dizzy——

Yizhuxiang passed, and she finally waited for her chance.

Ziwei Xingjun threw her out to block Cui Wang's attack, and the seven kills' indiscriminate attack came later, directly cutting off the Yuanli vine connecting Zheng Wan and Xingjun.

And another wave of air from Cui Wangfang was picked up just right. When Xingjun re-transfigured Teng Man and pulled her back, it hit Zheng Yu's waist, pushed her back and crashed into Xingjun Ziwei. In his arms.

Xuan Bingyan appeared all over Zheng Wan.

Xuan Bingyan touched the primordial force cover of Xingjun Ziwei and instantly burned it out a hole.

Zheng Wan took the opportunity to throw a handful of dove pearls in.

"Da da da--"

Hao Mingzhu half fell to his cuff and half fell to the ground.

Three-petal broken pearls.

One mouth, one hand, one eye.

The Pearl on the ground turned into countless hands and hooked Ziwei Xingjun’s ankles. There were countless mouths growing from his snow-white cuffs, countless pairs of eyes, mouths, and eyes, which spread out, and quickly covered him. The white robe, his bare skin, his bare eyes.

The blood mist lingering outside the circle suddenly whimpered, as if being summoned by something in the dark, and rushed in, no longer attacking Cui Wang, Zheng Yu, and Qisha, but instead thoughtfully covered the heavenly spirit on the head of the purple star. Fill down.

Blood fog neighing:

"kill--"

"kill--"

"kill--"

"Dove Mingzhu?!"

Mr. Ziwei Xing smiled slightly, with a gentle smile, but his face was now covered with mouth and eyes, and he looked terrible.

"My Majesty, I have counted everything, I missed you... In this world, there are still people who know Hao Mingzhu."

"Jin Mingzhu told me that Xingjun had this end, but it was a cycle of karma and retribution."

"Shuimei? This is true too."

Xingjun Ziwei tilted his head, "What about you? Your funeral with me is also karma?"

Zheng Jian's mouth tightened.

Her waist was **** by vines, and the moment the Dove Pearl was thrown out, Xingjun Ziwei locked the two together with vines.

Her heels were also trapped by those hands, although she didn't understand... why these hands wanted to catch her.

It's just that the eyes and mouth didn't grow on her, luckily.

"It's karma."

Ziwei smiled suddenly, "After all, if you weren't enlightened by your prince, you should also be in the soil. If you inherit the command of the prince, you will naturally have to bear the cause and effect, very good, very good."

"This gentleman will take you away, Huangquan Road alone, it is inevitable to be a little lonely."

His chest swelled and he looked like he was going to explode.

The self-destruction of such a realm monk, not to mention Zheng Wan, even Cui Wang can't resist it.

Cui Wang drew his sword over, intending to cut off the hand that trapped Zheng Yu, but he cut it to the empty spot.

He slashed fiercely over and over again, but no matter what, it seemed to be in the air.

Cui Wang tried to hug Zheng Wan again, but her feet seemed to be born on the ground. Countless hands were pulling her heels, making her unable to move.

"it's useless."

Zheng Wan shook his head, "This hand is called Jiulao hand, which is transformed by grievances at the end of thousands of unjust souls. People who have no cause and effect can't touch it."

"I do not believe."

Cui Wang's eyes flushed, "In this world, there is no such thing as my sword."

"It's useless." Zheng Wan looked at him tenderly, "Cui Wang, look up at me."

Cui Wang turned a deaf ear and swung his sword fiercely.

a bit.

a bit.

Click again.

The white light of Hongyu Liu's lightsaber almost obscured the entire field of vision.

"Cui Wang, don't cut it off. You look up, you take a look at me."

Zheng Wan's voice became more gentle.

Cui Wang raised his head.

Only then did Zheng Wan realize that his dark, frosty, and sharp eyes were covered with water stains. There are criss-crossing tears on the face.

She was a little happy,

It's a bit sad again.

"Wanyu, I can't cut it."

He was almost at a loss, "In this way, if you wait, it will be a little bit painful. I will cut your leg and go to the Danxinmen for medicine. You wait..."

"--it's useless."

"It is not my legs, but my soul, my essence and blood, that Jura is holding on to his hands."

As he approached his death, Zheng Wan stopped crying.

"The old man in your head should have told you already, right?"

Monasticism is omnipotent, but it is not omnipotent.

Zheng Wan smiled brightly. She hoped that what Cui Wang remembered would always be her most beautiful look.

"Cui Wang, after you go back, you are going to lie to me Aye Aniang, saying that I went to travel, even if they guessed it, they have to lie to them for the rest of their lives. They will depend on you to throw the pot to the end... and, I am dead. , Don’t be too sad, forget it, let’s be sad... I hope you won’t meet a bad woman like me again... No, don’t want others..."

"Also," Zheng Hao paused, "I didn't lie to you. I blamed you for removing Gu before, but now I feel that... the solution is very good."

It will not be dragged down.

Ziwei Xingjun's chest bulged into a ball.

"...I, Mrs. Zheng, are willing to make a white-headed appointment with Wang Lang of the Cui family, and I will grow old with love..."

Zheng Wan sighed regretfully, "After all, there is still a wish that has not been achieved."

Cui Wang hugged her, holding her head, choking unbearably:

"I, Cui's Wanglang, would like to make a white-headed agreement with Zheng's Wanniang, and I will grow old with love."

Only then did they truly understand each other and truly possess each other.