True Monarch Crossing Tribulation forced me to soar

Chapter 115: Returning to Cloud City - Reunion

In the evening, the glowing red sunset covered the earth with a layer of Phnom Penh.

Rou'er's flustered figure was cast on the ground, distorted by the reflection of the rough street.

At the foot of the Weiwei Mountain, chrysanthemums are blooming everywhere, and the killing intent of the whole world is soaring into the sky.

He reached out and folded a branch of longevity chrysanthemum and put it on the tip of his nose, but he couldn't smell it.

She laughed at herself, turned her head and glanced lingeringly, intending to distance herself from Luo Li and the others.

Most people go mad within three days of being bitten, and some go mad within a day or two.

Maybe, it's because I want revenge too much!

She laughed at herself, looked up, the setting sun was like blood, casting blood in her eyes.

Is it too late?
Feeling the rapid rise of body temperature, she exerted a little force, the chrysanthemum in her hand broke and hit the ground, the long petals shattered on the ground, like unyielding fingers, stretched out to her, telling her:
"The whole world is laughing at you, laughing at you from being a lady to a prostitute."

She seemed to remember in an instant that she had just been sold in Yuncheng, and after a beating, she ushered in the first wave of "guests". Don't let go, fantasizing that someone can save him.

In the past few months, she has changed from a flower to a mud that can be trampled on.

The bright light in her eyes faded away, she knew that no one would come to rescue her, she could only fall into the endless abyss in the hands of the man Yan Yanzhong stretched out in that side of the world.

"Who made you believe in men, you deserve it!"

That was what the old lady scolded her after she was beaten for the first time.

She didn't understand why those who made promises were not scolded, but those who believed in promises were blamed instead.

What's the point of this?
People, it turns out, don't need to be responsible for what they say.

On the contrary, those who believe need to pay a painful price for their trust.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

She kept falling in this upside-down world, spending time in coldness and regret, just waiting for the day when she would be randomly thrown away in a mass grave like rags.

But the appearance of Tumi ignited the fire of revenge in her heart.

Cold, this world is so cold.

She needs blood, the blood of her enemies to warm herself up.

At the moment when day and night merged, she ran away in a panic in a half-human, half-demon state.

It was too late, and he was about to lose consciousness soon.

Her hatred for Brother Liu will soon turn into hatred for the whole world.

The cold and darkness were about to overwhelm her.

She wanted blood, hot blood, no matter whose blood it was, it could warm her cold body.

While she was still conscious, she just wanted to keep Li Luo away from them as much as possible.

Walking aimlessly on the street, her nose became sensitive again.

The people passing by gave off different fragrances.

Especially those men staring at her with ill intentions. Unlike women, men have a higher body temperature and a bigger heart. In her eyes, they are like the most beautiful flowers.

"Miss, it's late at night, alone, where are you going!"

"Would you like, brother, to accompany you!"

Usually, when she meets such a man, she will carefully avoid him.

But she, who is about to be demonized, does not feel the danger at all.

Like a hardworking bee, she only felt that there were a few gorgeous flowers rushing towards her.

She stood motionless, her eyes glazed over, the blood vessels under her white skin gradually bulged, and her eyeballs gradually protruded.

"Go home with your mother, idiot!"

"Rou'er, let's go."

Luo Li suddenly appeared, grabbed her arm, and pulled her over.

Rou'er woke up like a dream, swallowed, and tried her best to suppress the strange impulse in her body.

A few local hooligans couldn't bear the fat in their mouths, so they followed up again, shouting insistently:
"Little lady, just leave as you say, say hello to the masters, the masters, I think highly of you, don't be fucking ignorant of flattery."

"Go back and carry your father's coffin!"

Luo Li cursed again, turned and left.

Several people want to chase again.

Wuyan and Shi Mingyang suddenly appeared, blocking the way, the two looked up, the sky was already, completely dark.

There was no one around here either.

"It's so dangerous to go out at night!"

Wuyan remembered the last time the elder brother turned people into toads, and with a thought, he cast a little magic power and turned those people into toads.

She couldn't help laughing.

It's just that it's cold in late autumn, and these few toads shivered from the cold, huddled together, and didn't cry out.

Shi Mingyang's eyes widened. He didn't expect that Fairy Jiangshuang, who looked serious, also liked to play pranks.

However, when the Heavenly Emperor knows that these toads are coveting Luoli, and after the fall, the evil spirits in hell will come to the account.

Luo Li watched as the progress bar of demonization on Rou'er's head was almost full, and he was a little nervous for a while. It was obviously not so fast before, so he didn't know what was going on this time.

She was a little anxious, but luckily the system reminded her in time:

"200 meters ahead, turn left, go straight for 200 meters, turn left again, go straight for 200 meters, there are Weiwei disciples, who are distributing lotus clearing soup, do you go to heal Rou'er?"

Luo Li frowned:

"Are you an idiot, I'll turn right and walk 200 meters, won't I be there?"

system:

"You're right, but turning right is a wall, and you don't have spells, so you can't go through walls."

Luo Li cursed a little, this idiot system, she has no fairy fate for a few lifetimes, but even her physique is getting worse and worse, she can't climb over the wall, she is really fed up.

After detecting that she is speaking her native dialect, the system kindly reminds her:
"Please don't speak your hometown dialect. The Emperor of Heaven will check on you at any time. Don't do this kind of thing that will lose your B rank. Otherwise, if the mission fails, you will never be able to go back."

Luo Li gave the system an angry look, and resigned himself to leading Rou'er to move forward.

Although Rou'er tried her best to suppress it, but at this moment, the progress bar had ended, she looked at Luo Li blankly, and slowly opened her mouth.

Luo Li took a deep breath and slapped the system frantically:
"Exchange for a wall piercing talisman, now immediately."

The system's sweet answer:

"Okay, I will exchange it for you immediately, and consume life, three years."

Although Luo Li was not bitten, she felt that she was not far from going crazy. She restrained her thoughts of going berserk, pulled Rou'er, and appeared in front of Zhou Yu in the next second.

"Give me a bowl."

"okay."

Zhou Yu watched him hand over a bowl of lotus clearing soup enthusiastically like a pug shop waiter, and he was stunned.

He was not so flattering to his senior sister. Although the strange woman in front of him was quite pretty, she was no match for her senior sister. The moment he handed out the soup, he carefully sized Luo Li up. several times.

He is very suspicious that this woman is not a mortal, but a demon who has cultivated to the extreme in the devil world.

"Drink~"

Without further ado, Luo Li took advantage of Rou'er's mouth wide open, and poured in the lotus soup from the whole night.

A wisp of black air visibly dissipated from the top of Rou'er's head with the naked eye. Her whole body seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and the old filth in her body was swept away. There was only a small wisp of magic energy left, hidden in the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Sister Luo, this is me, what's wrong?"

She was a little dazed, as if the past had dissipated like a cloud of smoke, and she felt that the woman in front of her was like her dearest sister, and she couldn't help being attached to her in every possible way.

"nothing!"

Luo Li brushed the broken hair around her ears for her, but he inadvertently touched the back of the head that had been collapsed hidden in the high bun, and couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

Rou'er, speaking of it, she lived to this day because she was suspended by the devil's energy.

Even if the madness is cured, she has already lost the chance to live well.

This world, from the moment she received the system task, was doomed, there was no chance.

"Effective, Daoist, give me a bowl too."

In the crowd, the old man with eyesight could tell at a glance that Rou'er had almost gone mad just now.

Although Zhou Yu claimed that his lotus flower soup could only delay the onset of madness, the actual cure would have to be done by his master Cassia Zi.

However, the treatment method of cassia seeds consumes a lot of spiritual plants, which is not affordable by ordinary people. Therefore, although it is said that this madness can be cured in a microcosm, in fact, only a few lucky people at the beginning were cured.

With the spread of madness, more and more patients were squeezed into Weiwei. The anxious Zhang Yifan pulled out all the spiritual plants, and he was completely unable to deal with such a huge crowd.

Needless to say, those who were able to go up the mountain were those who arrived in advance. After the reputation of being able to cure madness spread, all the people suspected of having madness came from all directions and gathered at the foot of Weiwei Mountain. Well, I can't drink my eyes for three days and three nights.

He has cured diseases and saved lives for thousands of years, but he still can't do it, and looks at the world with cold eyes.

In his eyes, human life will not become cheap because of the increase in number.

Every life is extremely precious.

If he couldn't find a convenient way to treat it, he could only watch countless crazy people struggle for several days at the foot of the mountain before dying.

What's even more frightening is that with the spread of madness, the safety of the villagers at the bottom of the mountain has also been greatly threatened.

If Weiwei cannot think of a way, then not only Weiwei as a whole will be doomed.

I'm afraid that all the villagers at the foot of the mountain, as well as the villages passed by the madman, and the millions of people in Guiyun City will all die in this catastrophe.

This made him unable to ignore it no matter what, he even did not hesitate to block his own life to force his most proud disciple, Zhou Yu, to develop a medical prescription.

But no matter how anxious the whole world is, Zhou Yu is not in the slightest.

It's just that kid Tumi, he casually took all of this devilish energy.

It's just that he doesn't like the smell of this kid, it's very unlucky, and if he absorbs too much, he will often feel sick.

So he looked through ancient books and made a random lotus detox soup. According to his estimation, it might be able to counteract Tumi's devilish energy by two or three points.

Only when people's hearts are blocked, silted, and rotten, will they emit the smell of tea.

And the lotus is the flower that Tumi hates the most, and he once secretly saw Tumi hugging the lotus in the mud and cursing, hating the appearance of being unstained by the mud.

When it came out of the mud, it didn't smell of mud. Tumi was so angry that she wished she could push the lotus into the mud and soak it, telling it not to forget its origin.

Cassia seeds raised a large pool of lotus flowers to make lotus tea. Zhou Yu picked them all without saying a word. Although the cassia seeds were heartbroken that next year's tea might not be available, the heartache was heartache, and there would never be any. Half blocked.

Zhou Yu was also very happy.

He just found out that the monks in the human world have to do good deeds if they want to ascend.

He boiled a big pot of lotus flower soup, thinking that this time, he didn't know how much merit he could accumulate. According to this statement, every time he gave out a bowl of soup, he was not only a little closer to his senior sister, but also a little closer.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's all there, it's all there!"

"Line up, don't squeeze."

He smiled and watched more and more people line up, feeling that everyone was a ladder for him to ascend.

"Hey, let the elderly and children come first, whoever jumps in the queue will have no share of this soup."

Seeing someone pushing a few women and children out by relying on his size, he couldn't help but get angry, and he would kill anyone who dared to affect his merits.

Everyone had to line up obediently.

When Wuyan turned around, he saw a [-]% familiar figure in the distance.

It's just that kind and warm smile, that firm figure, and the skin that is no longer fair, all reminding that this is not that person.

However, the amber eyes and the delicate and sharp jaw are too similar.

She could not help but walk through the crowd and approached slowly.

Zhou Yu was busy distributing the decoction. He didn't know how to calculate the merit. He was worried that if the decoction was not distributed by him, the merit would not be counted to him. Therefore, although other disciples helped him, he refused to share it He handed out a big ladle in his hand.

He was busy, bent over, and scooped up dozens of puffs in a row. The sweat dripped down his neck. He raised his hand and wiped it.

At this moment, he saw a person who had been yearning for a long time, walking towards him with tentative steps.

Sister?

Although the appearance was concealed, he could clearly see that the person walking towards him step by step in front of him was definitely a senior sister.

The soup ladle fell into the bucket all of a sudden, splashing a large amount of water.

He raised his eyebrows, jumped up all of a sudden, raised his hand high, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and shouted at Wuyan:

"Senior sister, senior sister, I am here, I am here."

Regardless of the eyes of hundreds of people around him, he ran straight to Wuyan.

After a year of waiting and hundreds of days and nights of longing, the senior sister finally appeared in front of me again.

He rushed over, wanting to hug Wuyan tightly.

However, the faceless questioning eyes made him stop at a distance of one meter.

Maybe it was because of sweating too much, he felt his vision was a bit blurred, blinked a few times quickly, and showed a big smile at Wuyan.

His nose was sore and his eyes were cold. He knew that this human body wanted to cry.

However, he didn't want to cry, he was very happy.

He stretched out his hand and gently tugged Wuyan's sleeve, and said coquettishly:

"Senior sister, I'm Zhou Yu, you don't recognize me!"

Zhou Yu?

Zhou Yu?

Wuyan stared closely at the man in front of him.

She knew, she knew, she knew that he was Zhou Yu.

But she couldn't believe that he would be Zhou Yu.

Wasn't Zhou Yu killed by her sword?
She looked into those amber eyes that were filled with eagerness and joy, which were as warm as a furnace and filled with undisguised liking.

(End of this chapter)