The Evil Emperor's Favored Wife: The Bloodthirsty Demon Concubine

Chapter 52 Disfigured
With a slight movement of the fingertips, a finger-thick black cloud thread swished into the lake, approaching Luo Ziyue's beautiful face, and there was a faint green light flashing in the black cloud.

Luo Ziyue, who was unconscious, seemed to be aware of the danger from the outside world, her brows that had been stretched all the time suddenly tightened, her body writhed restlessly, but her closed eyes never opened.

Colorful fluorescent lights suddenly flashed from between her eyebrows, and the two forces collided with each other and made a sizzling sound, swallowing up the black cloud silk that was only one finger long away from her face. Luo Ziyue, who was wrapped in colorful fluorescent lights, The space between the brows eased a lot, and the restless body gradually calmed down.

Unwillingly, the mysterious man shot out black cloud threads again, but he still couldn't get close to Luo Ziyue's body, let alone hurt her in the slightest.

The spiral black cloud stood quietly by the lake, observing Luo Ziyue who was surrounded by colorful fluorescent lights at the bottom of the lake. He seemed to think of something, and the murderous aura on his body suddenly disappeared, replaced by an extremely gentle breath. What has changed is that the black cloud lingering around him has never dissipated.

A elixir exuding medicinal effects was wrapped in black cloud silk, and it slowly moved towards Luo Ziyue.

This time he was extremely clever so that the colorful fluorescent light did not feel the slightest threat. As expected, the black cloud silk sneaked into the light circle smoothly, and he stuffed a round pill into Luo Ziyue's mouth.

The feeling of melting in the mouth made Luo Ziyue, who was unconscious, have no strength to resist.

She frowned suddenly, with a look of pain on her cheeks, as if she was fighting against the medicinal power of the elixir, and the colorful fluorescence on her body also weakened a lot for a while.

The black cloud silk shot out from the mysterious man's hand suddenly became thicker and slashed towards her cheek. The movement was so fast that it disappeared out of thin air without giving the colorful fluorescent light any chance to fight.

It's like it's never been there.

Luo Ziyue's beautiful cheeks were covered with horrifying scars, and the gurgling blood dyed the crystal clear lake water bright red.

The smell of blood dissipated immediately, attracting many bloodthirsty piranhas to swim towards Luo Ziyue's direction.

The colorful fluorescence seemed to know that it had done something wrong in a moment of carelessness. It turned into a round colorful bubble and wrapped Luo Ziyue in it. The colorful petals between the eyebrows exuded a soft light, covering her injured face, and the wound healed instantly. , leaving only a series of terrible scars.

The swarming piranhas greedily devoured the bloody smell floating on the lake, even if they did not find the source of the bloody smell, they still refused to dissipate.

The colorful bubbles supported Luo Ziyue's body and gradually sank into the depths of the lake, drifting in the direction of the lake water, ignoring the group of piranhas behind them who were attracted by the strong smell of blood.

From spring to winter, flowers wither and bloom.

Luo Ziyue never came to her senses, and the colorful bubbles supported her body to float across the winding and winding hidden lake road at the bottom of the mountain, through the desolate mountains and rivers, and outside the moat of the noisy city.

But they have never been discovered by anyone, no one knows where they will drift, and no one knows where is the end of their rest.

The sand, gravel and silt cover the colorful bubble little by little to isolate its faintly flickering fluorescence.

Luo Ziyue seemed to be in an unstoppable nightmare. She forgot who she was and where she was.

Broken meridians, broken tendons and bones have been repaired little by little over a long period of time, washed and repaired by mysterious forces over and over again. The meridians are no longer as spacious as they used to be, and the bones are stronger, like a millennium-old jade in the rough. Little by little, it reveals a crystal clear luster, whiter than snow.

……

The sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a sheet of snow white, and a trace of colorful light loomed on the frozen lake.

Two figures in thin clothes appeared on the glacier not far away.

"Master, look, there seems to be something shining in there!" The immature voice was like a sharp knife piercing the calmness hidden on the dark and raging lake.

The young man's face is clean and bright, his eyes are clean and bright, his fingers are slender, and his whole body exudes agility and purity, without any trace of impurity in this world. It seems to be where the elves of this world are born, and people can't help but want to get close to him. he.

The old man beside him frowned slightly and before he could speak, he saw the youth's figure flicker, flying towards the place where the colorful light flashed.

A pair of hands appeared on top of the colorful bubble without warning, with a slight flash of spiritual power, the sand dispersed, revealing Luo Ziyue inside.

The colorful bubbles had already disappeared between Luo Ziyue's brows the moment the sand dispersed.

Luo Ziyue, who suddenly appeared under the sand, was so frightened that the young man sat down on the cold lake water, his panicked voice cut through the tranquility of the sky, and shouted in horror: "Master, master, here is personal."

"Stinky boy, what are you yelling about! How could there be people hiding at the bottom of the lake?" The old voice came from a distance with a trace of impatience.

The moment the young man saw the figure of the old man, he stood up from the lake with a look of surprise on his face, waved his arms vigorously, pointed at Luo Ziyue on the ground and shouted: "Master, look, I just The one rescued for her from the lake is still breathing!"

The old man who was called Master by the teenager was wearing a gray robe, with a thin face and a long white beard on his chin. His piercing eyes stared at Luo Ziyue whose face had been destroyed long ago.

A tall man with a fairy style.

"Master, why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and save her!" Seeing that the old man didn't respond, the young man showed anxiety on his delicate face, and urged the old man.

The old man glanced at him, "Could it be that you have taken a fancy to this girl?"

"Master! I don't know this girl before, don't talk nonsense and ruin the reputation of the girl's family, but..." At this point, the young man's black eyes flashed a sly look, and he said to the old man flatteringly: " Master, when you wake her up, just accept her as my little junior sister!"

"No," the old man rejected the young man's proposal without even thinking about it, staring at him with hatred and scolding him, "You're causing me trouble every day, just let me wipe your ass and forget about it, but this time it's still going on!" You want me to accept a girl of unknown origin as an apprentice, do you think my life is too long, and want to piss me off? None of your senior brothers can make me worry, and each one is more likely to cause trouble."

The old man knelt down to check Luo Ziyue's body, then turned over the scar on her face, and sighed: "I think this girl's ability to cause trouble is no worse than yours, and she is so young that she has caused others to do this to her." Ruthless!"

"Is the scar on her face going to heal?"

(End of this chapter)