God Concubine Supreme

Mu Qinglan's hands were trembling slightly, and there seemed to be a fire spreading crazily between her chest and abdomen, as if it was going to burn her to death in the next moment!

Every word is like a sharp knife piercing into her heart! Then stir like crazy!

Her whole body seemed to be shaking without listening to her own control, and there was a huge roar in her head! buzzing!

Her face was colder than ever! What flashed inside was a crazy and raging killing intent!

God knows how much effort it took her to restrain her urge to tear Lord Yinhuai into pieces!

Seeing her expression, Lord Yinhuai was even more proud.

"Can't listen to it anymore? Where is it going! There's still more to come - ugh!"

The gloomy smile on his face froze suddenly, a short struggling sound came out from his throat, and his face quickly turned pale!

Mu Qinglan woke up suddenly - someone wanted to kill him!

She almost immediately cast an enchantment around Lord Yin Huai's body, and at the same time, she was about to dodge as soon as she grabbed him!

However, it is still a step too late!

His throat seemed to be pierced by something, and a blood hole appeared. He was breathing violently, but only made a wheezing sound in the broken throat,

Like a dilapidated bellows lingering on its last breath.

Mu Qinglan wanted to pull him, but found that his body was extremely heavy!

As if being suppressed by something, unable to move!

Soon, the sound of his breathing gradually decreased until it finally disappeared completely.

In the room, it became quiet again.

Mu Qinglan's heart sank severely!

Lord Yinhuai's body began to rot from the bloody hole in his throat.

A strong smell of corpses spread.

Mu Qinglan frowned.

This smell... actually came from the body of Lord Yinhuai!

But he just died, so how could there be a corpse smell?

Before Mu Qinglan could figure it out, half of his body was already rotten!

That's too late.

Mu Qinglan took a step back, but her eyes were still fixed on him.

Just like that, after watching him for a short time, he became silent, and even his physical body completely disappeared!

There was not even a trace of extra blood left on the ground!

After his body completely rotted and disappeared, something finally appeared suddenly!

Mu Qinglan's eyes were fixed, she was already ready!

"Xiaoyue!"

With a whoosh, a black shadow sprang out of her body, and then rushed over quickly!

Then, he bit the thing suddenly!

Something seemed to sweep past it, and Xiaoyue raised her paw and scratched it hard!

That strange breath disappeared quickly!

After confirming that the unusual force had disappeared, Xiaoyue finally returned to Mu Qinglan's body.

In its mouth, it was still biting tightly on the thing that fell from Lord Yinhuai's body.

Mu Qinglan frowned.

It was actually a bone flute.

It's about as long as the palm of your hand, as thick as an index finger, with several neat holes drilled into it. The whole body is white, but when you look closely, you can also see some extremely fine black lines attached to it.

It looks very strange.

But the reason why Mu Qinglan was surprised didn't stop there.

This bone flute, she has seen similar ones before.

——When he was in the bell tower, the man wanted to escape, but he was killed in the end, leaving behind a bone flute very similar to this one.

But there is no doubt that the one in front of you is even more powerful in terms of workmanship and material.

Could it be...their bone flutes were given according to their status?

An inexplicable guess emerged in Mu Qinglan's mind—maybe there is such a bone flute in their bodies!

Could it be that there is some connection with the forces behind them...

Xiaoyue took a few mouthfuls, and then licked her paws frantically.

So dirty!

This thing is so dirty!

If it weren't for the owner's desire, it would never touch such a thing!

Mu Qinglan stared at the bone flute for a while, but found that there was no energy fluctuation on it, as if it was really just an ordinary bone flute.

But if it can stay in the end, how can it be an ordinary thing?

Mu Qinglan looked at Xiaoyue.

"Xiaoyue, do you recognize this thing?"

Xiaoyue paused and looked up at Mu Qinglan.

There was a bright light in the round golden eyes.

It seemed to think for a while before finally nodding.

Mu Qinglan was overjoyed:

"really?"

…

When Mu Linghan walked into the room, Ouyang Mo was still resting.

She was lying on the bed, and at a glance, she could only see a long black hair scattered.

It looks like a shadow on a clear moonlit night, and it looks like algae floating in the bottom of the blue water.

Mu Linghan's heart was suddenly tied tightly.

He lightened his steps and approached step by step.

Originally, he wanted to sit by the bed and take a good look at her, but he was afraid of waking her up, so he lifted his clothes and squatted down on one knee.

Half of Ouyang Mo's small face was buried under the quilt, only her clear and delicate eyebrows and straight Qiong nose were exposed.

She seemed to be in a deep sleep, her breathing was steady and long, and there was a faint blue color under her eyes, showing a hint of tiredness.

Mu Linghan just looked at her quietly, with a gentle and calm expression.

Really... Long time no see...

he thought in his mind.

Not seeing her for more than two years, she also seems to have changed a lot.

If we say that she was still an immature flower bud at the beginning, now it is gradually blooming, with the charming charm of a girl.

He actually found it incredible.

In my memory, she was always generous, calm, gentle and demure.

She has a good temper, even if she is a young lady from an aristocratic family, she has a rare gentle temper.

She was not in good health, and when she left the imperial capital since she was a child, when she went back again, her life was actually not easy.

He had accidentally seen how the Ouyang family mocked her in front of the Ouyang family's mansion on the day she returned to Ouyang's family.

——Even if she is a eldest lady, she is not talented enough and her body is weak, so she has no status in the family.

But she is neither humble nor overbearing, and she is indifferent, and she doesn't take those people and things to heart at all.

She is a rare intelligent and quiet woman with a broad mind.

After he saw her at the time, he thought she was quite interesting, but he didn't care about it. After all, this was a family matter of Ouyang's family, so it was not his turn to comment.

That's why, at the palace banquet that night, he purposely toasted her with a glass of wine from afar.

Then, when he saw that calm, generous and elegant girl from an aristocratic family, he blushed instantly.

Her face was flushed, her eyes flustered.

It was quite different from his previous impression.

It was as if he had changed into a different person.

At that time, Mu Linghan was already thirteen years old. Although he was not very old, he already had a youthful demeanor.

In the imperial capital, I don't know how many women fell in love with him.

He had seen this look a thousand times before.

However, she is different.

Because such a look, only on her face, is the most touching.

All the panic and shyness, he knew it was because of him.

He had never cared so much about another woman besides his family.

At that moment, certain things were already doomed.

Therefore, there was a subsequent marriage contract, and all kinds of things.

When he went to Zhongyuan Secret Realm, he promised her to go back as soon as possible.

He didn't do it.

Even, during the two years or so that he was alive, he never went to see her.

He thought that she would stay in the imperial capital, and when the news of his death came back, she would probably cancel the engagement.

Since then, there has been no intersection.

But, she didn't.

Following Qing'er, she bumped all the way to this place.

He knew she was crying, but he didn't wipe her tears.

Although she has a big heart, so many things add up... I'm afraid she will blame him, right?

In fact, he really didn't know how to face her.

Because of guilt.

Because distressed.

Inside the room, it was very quiet.

Ouyang Mo moved suddenly, as if dreaming of something bad, she frowned slightly, and struggled to turn her body sideways.

The wind gushed in from the side of her neck.

Mu Linghan reached out his hand almost subconsciously, and helped her tuck the corner of the quilt.

However, after moving, he realized that this seemed to wake her up.

He was about to withdraw his hand, but suddenly saw her thick eyelashes trembling slightly, and crystal tears overflowed, and soon fell into the scattered cloud temples.

Her eyes are obviously tightly closed, why is it so?

Mu Linghan's movements suddenly froze.

Then, Ouyang Mo slowly opened his eyes.

Her eyes were red, and the tip of her nose was also red, like a bullied rabbit.

The person who bullied her was him.

She didn't speak, and just stared at him blankly, as if she couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality.

Mu Linghan felt pity in his heart, and asked helplessly:

"Don't your eyes hurt from crying?"

Ouyang Mo just shook her head, tears rolled down.

Mu Linghan couldn't help it, so he could only get closer, and comforted him in a low voice:

"I'm right here, why is Mo'er crying?"

Ouyang Mo still didn't move, just watched him shed tears.

Mu Linghan didn't speak any more, and suddenly pressed on her, kissing her tears away one by one.

The soft lips fell gently, as if they surrounded her instantly.

A familiar breath lingered in his nostrils, and he could even hear his breathing.

This is not a dream.

He is still alive.

He is close at hand.

Ouyang Mo finally cried softly.

"Do you want to sleep a little longer? You look very tired." Mu Linghan asked.

Ouyang Mo quickly shook her head and grabbed his sleeve.

She would rather stay up all the time and watch him! After waiting for so long, how can this be done?

Mu Linghan suddenly laughed, and then grabbed the corner of the quilt with one hand.

Ouyang Mo asked in a daze:

"Ling Han... what are you doing?"

Mu Linghan lifted the quilt, lay down on the bed, and hugged him in his arms.

"I'll sleep with you."

Who said that Yunyi belongs to Qinglan, and brother belongs to you? So naive oh hehe. People also have their own masters, huh~

Regarding the monthly ticket, I really kneel down to everyone... I am afraid that you will have 5,000 tickets, and I am starting to regret it... I am hesitating whether to make an appointment for 7,000...emmm...

Is there a later one?