Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 67
At that time ten years ago, Huangfu Yi, who was only six or seven years old, thought that the man wearing the mask of an ancient beast with fangs might, most likely, not be an ordinary human or royal family.

If this is the case, then the other party's voice is more or less, maybe, not real.

During those one hundred days, that masked man said very little in front of Huangfu Yi.In addition to nodding, answering, and vetoing, there are simple verbal orders as simple as possible.

Including Huangfu Ruozhou, the city lord of Yi'an County, Wu Weizi, the "Hunting Guanzhu" who has always only obeyed the orders of the famous princes of the imperial capital, and the hall master of the Nine Generations Hall, in front of that man, they all respectfully and humbly agreed. .

Even if the interference from the voice is eliminated, just relying on the eyes and breath of the masked man, Huangfu Yi can be sure:
This person is definitely not Huangfu Ruozhou, the biological father who once drank Huangfu Yi's heart, liver and flesh to prolong his life and try to live forever.

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Ten years later, at this very moment, Huangfu Yi was lying flat in the same broken coffin as ten years ago.

I am still like a thin, slender juvenile "fresh fish" under the knife.

Huangfu Yi struggled fiercely again, and suddenly found that his hands and feet were being strangled even tighter.

Only, this point is completely different from the scene ten years ago.

Unexpectedly, it used something similar to "Tie Immortal Vine"!

That is to say, the rattan lock used by Jiu Xiaohan when he was bound by hands and feet in the underground black wolf cave, was tightened and tightened more and more.

It seems that this time, the one who captured him alive will also use the "Trapping Immortal Curse" just like him!
A few months ago, after Huangfu Yi escaped from the city mansion of Yi'an County, he escaped from capture and died for a long time in Bieqingao, which is hundreds of miles away from Qingxin Mountain and adjacent to Yi'an County. day.

In the end, he found the relatively safe underground black wolf cave, and used it as a shelter for the time being.

However, until now, Jiu Xiaohan still doesn't know:
Those black wolves with unusually sturdy bodies, almost all of them are more than twice the size of ordinary ones of the same kind, were they naturally self-cultivated, or were they raised to become demons.

Not only do they look vicious and bloodthirsty; they can, unexpectedly, sometimes walk upright on their hind legs and use human hand gestures to communicate.

It's hard for Huangfu Yi to imagine:
One day in the future, when Jiu Xiaohan learns that it is "Liangziyu" who has been feeding and training those black wolves with his heart and blood, they will obediently obey him and become his most loyal guardians;
At that time, how would she feel?

"Who are you? Why are you tied up here?"

When Huangfu Yi saw the masked face that was exactly the same as ten years ago, he knew that at this moment, it was definitely not the nightmare he had been in for many years, nor was it a hallucination after being poisoned and comatose.

Although separated by the thick fangs ancient beast mask, Huangfu Yi can be sure:
I have never seen this person before.

That's right, this person is not the same person ten years ago!

Also, it can't be Jiu Xiaohan——Jiu Xiaohan's unique pair of blue pupils, which are unique to her, Huangfu Yi has already engraved in his heart, and will never forget it in this life!

The height of this person is about five feet and six inches, but it should be less than six feet.

The pair of eyes hidden behind the mask of the ancient beast were pitch black, as if they could absorb all the darkness around them.

Hearing Huangfu Yi's questioning, the other party didn't reply him a word.

He just narrowed the corners of his eyes slightly, sneered twice from behind the mask, then turned and left.

That cold, murderous laughter echoed for a long, long time in this empty ancient tomb.

This "immortal-binding vine" was wrapped around his hands, ankles, wrists and waist, and it really was, making Huangfu Yi extremely uncomfortable.

But, he was so dazed, he was basically awake.

Huangfu Yi didn't hear the opening and closing of the stone door of the tomb, so he couldn't be sure whether the masked man was still here.

Maybe, the man was just a few steps away from the surrounding of the coffin, and he couldn't be seen from the perspective of Huangfu Yi lying flat, that's all.

At this moment, if it were Li Wu or Liang Ziyu's identity, what he was most worried about now was not his own life or death, but Jiu Xiaohan's whereabouts and condition.

As early as more than 500 years ago, the God of War Liwu followed the fairy Jingchu who had already turned into a blood-colored blue branch flower, and fell through the heavens one after another.

Li Wu originally thought that he could not live together with Lan Jingchu, but he could always "die together", right? !
In the end, He was wrong!

When she fell, the trace of immortal soul that remained in Liwu merged with the remaining demon soul of the old demon king Rong Xiao who once attempted to destroy the world and committed serious crimes.

They were buried together in the devil's den under the Stone Bone Mountain... and suffered all kinds of hellish torture together for 500 years.

But, for Li Wu, all those tortures can't be compared to his guilt and remembrance for Lan Jingchu.

Just like, the current situation of "Liang Ziyu" is the same.

If Huangfuyi is not Huangfuyi, but Liang Ziyu, even though he is trapped in the coffin of this tomb, he has no power to save himself; however, at this moment, what he is thinking in his heart should be:

If he had a choice, he would rather exchange his "death" for Jiu Xiaohan's "life".

However, he is not just Liang Ziyu, not just Li Wu!

He is even more, Huangfu Yi!
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"Master...?"

"Ziyu...?"

"Where are you?"

Jiu Xiaohan, who was still in a daze, dreamed:

In the empty Qingxin Temple, I ran around and shouted, looking for Master Wuweizi and Liang Ziyu, the "young wolf" who swore to be his brother-in-law.

Jiu Xiaohan, shouting while running, rushed to the door of Wuweizi's quiet room.

However, before she got close, she unexpectedly discovered that from the gap between the closed doors and windows, dark green smoke was continuously seeping from the inside out.

At first glance, those lingering and mysterious breaths are very similar to the gas exhaled from the nostrils of the pair of female and male giant boa constrictors.

Subconsciously, Jiu Xiaohan quickly pulled out the white ribbon that he always carried with him, and tightly covered his mouth and nose.Then, he quickly ran to the door and pushed open the door of Master's quiet room with one palm.

Just before she was fainted by the more intense poisonous mist and closed her eyes, at that moment, Jiu Xiaohan seemed to vaguely see:
My master Wu Weizi, who had been in bed for a long time and hadn't woken up for several months, unexpectedly sat up straight from the bed.

However, almost at the same time, the master also looked back at Jiu Xiaohan who had slowly collapsed at the door and was about to lose consciousness. When Jiu Xiaohan looked at him, she was suddenly stunned.

Through the layers of smoke that just poured out of the room, even though it overflowed to the door, there was still no thin smoke, Jiu Xiaohan gasped in disbelief.

The master's eyes staring fiercely at Jiu Xiaohan were like two bloody black and red holes.

Even if it is used, it is not an exaggeration to describe him as a living corpse resurrected from the dead.

What's even more frightening is that from those two bloody holes, he is still crawling out one after another with strange insects, which look very much like those young boas with fetal membranes.

Jiu Xiaohan really wanted to struggle to stand up from the ground, but found that he couldn't move at all, so he could only watch helplessly:

Those "young anacondas" crawled all over the ground, as if they were ants and bees that had been maliciously stabbed in their nests. They all rushed towards Jiu Xiaohan who was lying on the ground.

Moreover, in the blink of an eye, Jiu Xiaohan was covered by more and more "young boas" heavily, making him feel depressed and disgusted.

Even, very quickly, Jiu Xiaohan could already feel that the surface of his skin under the Taoist robe was being eaten by those strange insects.

She cried out in her heart: It hurts so much...

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"Hey! Hey! Wake up—wake up for me—brat!"

A noisy sound gradually sounded in the ear, which seemed to be a little hoarse. It sounded like a broken gong, beating non-stop, which made people very irritated.

Jiu Xiaohan, who was lying on the ground, was kicked several times by someone ruthlessly on his stomach and knees.

Jiu Xiaohan really wanted to open his eyes and see the surrounding environment clearly.

However, for some unknown reason, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them for a while, as if someone had sealed them or hung a thousand gold weights.

The poison in her body is still working - unable to use heavenly power, unable to cast any spells!
However, it seems that the other party should have felt extremely dissatisfied when he saw Jiu Xiaohan subconsciously clutching his sore spot and shrinking back in place.

He raised his menacing broken voice a little more, and shouted at her:

"Stinky boy! Don't pretend to be dead for me? Tell you, this trick is useless, get up quickly!"

Not only that, he also stomped hard on the back of Jiu Xiaohan's hand that was covering his belly.

"His-"

Finally, Jiu Xiaohan grinned in pain, and after a lot of effort, finally opened his eyes.

Ambient light, very dark very dark.However, for Jiu Xiaohan's natural night vision ability, there is no interference or obstacle.

Just less than half a foot away from her, there appeared two thighs wearing a pair of black high-waisted, thick-soled cowhide military officer's boots.

However, those boots were full of mud around the edges, and the uppers were also dirty and smelly.

With Jiu Xiaohan's keen sense of smell, other smells that can be detected are not very good.

The air is not only mixed with the smell of musty soil foam, fresh and long-solidified blood, but also a sulfur smell similar to the volatilization of hot spring pool water.

Judging from the size and length of the boots, this person should be at least five feet three or four feet tall.

Judging from the posture of the other party's legs and feet, it can be preliminarily judged that he is more or less a brutish "stupid guy" with no brains and a bad temper.

At the same time, Jiu Xiaohan leaned against the ground, glanced behind the man through the gap between the man's thick and thick legs.

What Jiu Xiaohan did not expect was:

She herself was actually in a very large dilapidated iron cage.

There is not a single rusty and moldy iron pillar that is not dirty.

Moreover, what Jiu Xiaohan did not expect was:

At this moment, she is still locked up with many men.

Jiu Xiaohan glanced over and saw that there were roughly four to fifty people.

Among them, many men had shackles on their feet and wore death row clothes, sitting crookedly next to the iron pole, or lying on the ground like her.

However, most of them have the word "Prisoner" engraved on their faces.

Some were barefoot, while others wore straw sandals and still others cloth shoes.

"Perhaps, in such a ghostly place, shoes, most likely, are a symbol of status..."

Jiu Xiaohan guessed so.

However, Jiu Xiaohan can feel:

At the same time that burly "stupid guy" in official uniform and official boots had just walked into the iron cage, most of the prisoners on death row came out from the bottom of their hearts, a feeling even worse than fear of death. the fear of it...

"Hey, newcomer, stop pretending to be dead!"

Seeing Jiu Xiaohan's body move again, the thick-legged officer's boots roared impatiently again.

Before the roar was over, he saw that one of his dirty leather boots had been raised forward and upward, almost kicking Jiu Xiaohan on the back:
"Get up quickly and go to work for me!"

Fortunately, Jiu Xiaohan subdued in advance.

While pretending to be flattering, she kept the big thick leg of the other party, and slowly put it back to the original place, while humbly replying to the other party:
"Yes, little one obeys. Don't let this cheap little one dirty your official boots!"

This set of standard servant-style official accent is a perfect replica of Jiu Xiaohan's similar scene that he had seen before when he was in the Pure Heart Contemplation.

At that time, an eunuch in the court was facing another high-ranking official who flaunted his power and bullied others with such flattery.However, the official is also very fond of him.

However, what surprised Jiu Xiaohan was that the "stupid" official in front of her didn't take soft-talking at all.

All over his body is a "dominant aura" of "the softer you are, the harder he is".

"Hmph! Stop playing tricks on me! Get up and work!"

He snorted to Jiu Xiaohan, and with a slight push on the thighs of the stupid official boots, he shook off the hugging and pulling of Jiu Xiaohan's thin arms.

Afterwards, he turned around and took two steps towards the cage door, at the same time, dispersing the death row prisoners around him in extreme disgust.

"Why, what are you all doing when you have nothing to do? You still have time to gather around here to watch the excitement? Don't be afraid, Master Liu poached your eyes?"

Just now, Jiu Xiaohan was about to put her hands on the ground and sit up again, but in order not to let anyone see her strange eyes, she kept her head down deeply.

Even when hugging the thigh of the "stupid guy" in the official boots, Jiu Xiaohan slightly closed his eyes and retracted his night vision blue pupils.

At this time, the burly man in official boots suddenly turned his head again, condescendingly staring down at Jiu Xiaohan who was still curled up on the ground and moving slowly.

A pair of thick brows and stern eyes, filled with extremely disgusting eyes, shouted at her angrily:

"Grinding lazy rascal!"

I saw that while he was talking, he had already thrown out the leather whip with blood thorns in his hand, and whipped it towards Jiu Xiaohan who was on the ground.

(End of this chapter)