Chapter 329 The mist is heavy-
"Boss, save me~~ Look, all those tied to me have lost their hair!"
"I can't do it anymore...Boss, cough cough!"
Xiao Jiezhi grinned and yelled, while stretching out her little flesh claws from the trapped immortal rope towards Song Weichen. Her appearance was so cheap and despicable that she could not help but feel disgusted.
"I'm addicted to playing, right?"
"Meat dumpling, you are neither a fairy nor a monster, and this rope cannot trap you at all."
Song Weichen showed no mercy and poked his small and unique backbone with his "heart sound".
She is not unfamiliar with the thing about the skuanxiansuo. She had been placed in the Zangyue Pavilion in Cangyue Mansion before, which was full of precious weapons and magic weapons. The big bird has taken her there countless times.
So Song Weichen naturally knew that this magic weapon only had a restraining effect on immortals and monsters. For Xiaobian, a puppet illusion fetus that he cultivated by himself with the help of the power of controlling puppets, the immortal trap cannot trap it at all - they are all pretending.
"Hehe, sister, just tell me how is my show? Are you the perfect male lead!"
Seeing that he was exposed, Xiaobian smiled with a slight smile, which was completely different from the pain it showed outside.
"I'll pretend to be miserable, you'll be able to ask for a crime~ Besides, I want to see if this beautiful lady feels sorry for the mouse~"
After saying that, Xiaobian simply screamed, kicked her little leg, and rolled her eyes to pretend to be dead.
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Song Weichen was thundered by this "catching horse and rat", but he couldn't really leave it there and ignore it.
"Miss Coral, this is the illusion spirit below. I'm here to send information to Lord Cangyue. Please let it go."
When Coral saw that the white-robed Venerable was visiting, she didn't dare to neglect it. She ordered the servant to remove the fat mouse. She personally held it in her arms and walked to Song Weichen to bow deeply. "I don't know that it is a spiritual object in the Venerable's mansion, and it's too offensive."
As he said, he stretched out his arms and handed it, but it was as if it was growing on her chest. It turned out that he had quietly hooked his clothes with his fingernails.
Small color!
Song Weichen cursed in his heart and reached out to pinch the root of its tail. The fat rat was tickling, and this position was particularly serious. He immediately let out a scream, and he bounced up and rushed to Song Weichen's shoulder. In the end, he did not forget to act cute at the coral. "Beautiful lady, you will be familiar again and again. Don't tie me up again next time the rats come, and ask my sister to hug me..." Before he finished speaking, Song Weichen, who could not bear it, took back the puppet. "Well, there are too many illusion words, which makes Miss Coral laugh."
Shenhu smiled and nodded, not caring, and all her attention was on Song Weichen. "The Venerable should have been outside the mansion for a long time today, right? Since you are here, why don't you spread it directly, but you have to drive spiritual objects into the mansion while the servants open the door?"
Song Weichen was stunned. How did she know?
Follow the light of the coral, looking at his boots, and instantly realized that it was revealed.
Although she was wearing a white robe, the brocade white moon boots on her feet were still the same pair of women's clothes. The cold dew of Forgetful River was heavy, and it was inevitable that frost would be caused by staying for a long time. The white frost on her boots had been around for at least two hours.
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It is worthy of being Gu Cangyue’s personal maid, this terrible insight.
Since she was discovered, Song Weichen was too lazy to pretend, but she really couldn't think of a suitable excuse, so she simply sat on the Taishi chair, put it on and asked back, "Miss Coral is so smart, why don't I pass it?" "This..." Coral was stunned. Why did this master bring the boomerang and kick the ball back?
But she was just a maid after all, and she couldn't ask back. She hesitated for a while, "Is it because of that girl?"
"Ah...ah, yes! It's because of her!"
Song Weichen slapped the table,
"What's wrong with you? The True Lord doesn't care. He blocked a weak woman in the street at the door. Is it true? I'm embarrassed to come over and wait in the dark, for fear that the girl would be embarrassed."
"That's why the Huan Ling came in to send information by himself, but you tied it up, so he had to show up."
Song Weichen's expression out of nothing at this moment was like a carved out of the same mold. As expected, there was a rat and a master.
The far-fetched statement seemed to accept this reason-or, she didn't want to delve into it at all.
"The Venerable doesn't know, this is exactly what the True Lord means."
"No matter whether you are relatives or nobles, you will thank the guests."
Shen Xianghu said that, he bowed to Song Weichen Yingying, and "I respectfully sent the Venerable out of the mansion."
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"What? I don't even see me?"
The whole play was done, and Song Weichen was full of official spirit, and his voice suddenly rose.
"I am the supervisor and assistant manager of him, and I have important matters to discuss the case!"
"Honor..."
Coral was about to speak but stopped. She used her eyes to signal everyone to retreat. When the people left, she knelt down to Song Weichen. "Your Majesty, please come back, you can't see it." "Sir... He is different from the past." "You have also watched that girl just now. You should protect her with your heart in the past, but now she doesn't even see her. How can you see others..." "What is the difference between the True Lord and the past?"
"What is the difference between the True Lord and the past?"
Song Weichen keenly caught the gap in Coral's words. She helped Coral up from the ground and pulled it to a chair beside her to sit down. "Good sister, tell me the truth. What happened? As a supervisor and assistant, I have the obligation to share the worries of the True Lord." Coral's eyes turned red. It seemed that there was a lot of things to say, but she just murmured, "I can't see it, I can't see it."
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"I can't see anyone, my elder sister's head, as soon as I enter the backyard, I can't see anything, rats, rats, and I can't see anything!"
The little unique heart sound came into Song Weichen's ears. It turned out that taking it back was just a gesture of doing it. The little thing had been quietly released to look for Gu Cangyue.
"These mist smells fishy and turns black! Sister, are you sure the person you are looking for is really here? Look at it, scaring rat..." "Sister, why don't we go back and call dad again, something is wrong here..."
"Sister, why don't I hum a song for you? I want to hum a song when I'm nervous!"
"Big..."
Little Biet's nagging heart suddenly broke. Song Weichen felt a little nervous for no reason and wanted to recall it to the pictorial puppet, but after trying it several times, it couldn't connect, as if it was blocked by some unknown barrier.
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"No! I have to go to the backyard!"
Before he finished speaking, he rushed out with a familiar way. Now she is not only worried about the big bird, but also about the small meatball!
"You can't go! Come and stop the Venerable!" The coral, who reacted, hurriedly chased after him.
Song Weichen now has a magic ability that is close to Level B. Although the magic ability of the Cangyue Mansion is not low, it is not easy to stop her. Moreover, the identity of the white-robed venerable of Si Chen Mansion is under the control of it. Everyone dared not to force it. As long as you turn around the corridor, you can enter the backyard.
She ran wildly in the corridor, but her memory returned to a long time ago.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one bar, one bar! "This is my favorite place," he said.
At that time, he met Gu Cangyue not long ago. He took her into the backyard of Cangyue Mansion for the first time. The corridor flows through the winding paths, and the mountains and fogs in the distance were filled with silence. There was no over-decoration of luxurious and extravagant decoration. Instead, he looked like a literati. Seeing this scene, you can tell the owner's mood.
It was also at that time that she was sure that he was "notorious" and was not a bad person.
But why Xiaobian said that there was a fishy fog in the backyard, and what happened to the big bird?
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"Puff!!"
Song Weichen, who was running wildly, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and his feet softly fell to the ground - she felt that just now, Xiaobian was penetrated by something and could no longer gather, turning into a ball of scattered air and sinking back to the pictorial puppet.
That power was so cruel that it could hurt Song Weichen through the small chic.
Song Weichen's chest seemed to be burning, and he held on for a few times but couldn't stand up.
Is it really that Gu Cangyue’s hand?
"Venice!"
Coral arrived and saw Song Weichen spitting blood on the ground. He quickly pushed away the guards surrounding him to help him up. "Transfer the doctor, hurry up and pass on the doctor!" "...No, no need..." Song Weichen looked at the end of the corridor that was close to him, and there was a backyard.
She held Coral's arm, her eyes full of prayer.
"Let me take a look...it's good..."
"Venice, why are you doing this!"
"Oh! Well... I'll help you over."
Shenhu glanced at the guards, and everyone retreated with tact.
One step, two steps...
Song Weichen finally saw clearly, how could this be the backyard of Cangyue Mansion?
At the end of the corridor, just one or two meters away, it was covered by thick fog with black air, like a barrier and curtain wall, exuding a dangerous aura of forbidden land and trespassing death.
Song Weichen remembers that there is a tall banyan tree near the corridor of the backyard. It has grown for many years, with lush branches and leaves and evergreen all year round.
Looking in the general direction, I really saw several branches of banyan trees with thick fog protruding out of the thick fog - the dead branches were rugged and unknown.
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"Cangyue?"
She called out tentatively.
There is silent all over, but I feel the mist is heavy and the air pressure is a little low.
The chest burned even more, and the bloody sweetness surged in my throat again. Song Weichen closed his eyes and tried to keep himself awake. "Forget it... Let's go."
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Above the black water of Forgetful River.
Song Weichen sat weakly on the board of her flying mount "electric scooter", leaning against the handlebar of the scooter, barely maintaining the flight balance.
She didn't expect that when she went there, there was Xiaobianzhai responsible for driving, but when she returned, she was the only one who could have her own energy left. The little guinea pig was left with a dispersed air sinking in the Puguixu Realm.
She didn't expect that the backyard of Cangyue Mansion would look like that, and she didn't even see the big bird's face for so long.
The fog gradually rose in Wangchuan, and flying became more and more difficult. I remember I heard someone say a long time ago that the weather in Wangchuan is related to Gu Cangyue's mood.
Song Weichen looked at the thick fog with black air above the black water, and thought that he was not feeling well...
"Cough cough."
She coughed up blood again, and the pain in her chest was not getting worse. She trembled and went to take out the medicine bottle, but she touched another thing - the glass bottle hanging on the flower tree full of blue magnolia in Cangyue Mansion, which contained the poems she wrote and the paper crane.
That was after the commander led her away, Song Weichen quietly released a strange brother from the puppet to help her "shush" back.
She couldn't tell why she wanted to steal, but it seemed that there was only such thing left in the entire Cangyue Mansion, which proved that the man she had met who had pure and passionately regarded her as a treasure, was not an illusion.
Another pain in the chest cavity, his hands trembled and he lost their strength, and the glass bottle fell to the black water of Wangchuan.
"No..."
Song Weichen subconsciously reached out to her, but forgot that he was on a scooter without a small and unique driving and lost his balance for a moment!
If the little meat ball is still there, even if it fails, it can drive to catch her steadily, but now...
The fog in the fields was vast, and Song Weichen fell silently into the black water of Wangchuan like a ball of rag...