Demon King's Genius Poison Concubine

Chapter 113 The Mother Gu Is On Her Body

"Bah, bah, bah... what did you give me to drink?"

Qing Hui kept spitting blood, trying to spit out what Qing Jiu had poured into his mouth, but it was in vain.

Qing Jiu was too lazy to listen to Qing Hui's cursing, so she laid out a row of silver needles on the table. She twisted up a silver needle, waved it in front of Qing Hui's eyes, swished Qing Hui's eyebrows, and the world suddenly became quiet. .

After one injection, Qing Hui only felt his limbs stiff, his back numb, and his tongue was spinning uncontrollably.

Then Qing Hui heard Qing Jiu's deep voice.

"I'm actually an impulsive person. I don't like people scolding me the most. Fist is the last word, but you kept scolding me just now, but I actually held back. Do you know why? Because I know that no matter how much you yell, you will run away." If it doesn’t come out of my palm, it’s like a fish on a sticky board, let me slaughter it.”

whoosh...

The second silver needle fell and sank directly into Qing Hui's temple.

At this moment, his whole body was trembling, his mouth was opened wide, his head was in a daze, and then he started talking nonsense, the effect of the magic spirit grass began to take effect, coupled with Qing Jiu's golden needle technique, Qing Hui fell into a state of madness middle.

"Father, mother, I finally avenged you."

"Su Jin, I like you too, why do you only see Qing Yuntian in your eyes."

"Rongrong, you are my father's daughter. My father will be very sad when you die. My father will avenge you. If you don't die, my father will be exposed."

"Your Majesty, why are you not keeping your word? Qing Yuntian is dead, but you promised me that you would give me his wife."

Qing Hui spoke uncontrollably, his mind was full of scenes of past admiration.

Qing Jiu's eyes narrowed. It turned out that Qing Hui still had a covetous heart towards her mother. The more she listened to it, the more murderous she felt in her heart. She was too lazy to listen to his nonsense. The silver needle pierced the back of his head, and asked the most crucial question, "Qing Hui, when you joined forces with Emperor Chu Feng to kill my uncle, whose body was the mother Gu planted in that soul-eating Gu insect?"

After Qing Jiu's voice fell, Qing Hui's face was numb, his face was pale, and sweat kept falling from his forehead, as if he was struggling.

"Who is in the soul-eating mother Gu?"

Qing Jiu asked again.

Her eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Because no matter who is in the mother voodoo, the only outcome is death, the mother voodoo will not die, Qing Yu will be controlled forever.

Therefore, as long as Qing Hui speaks out the name of this person, it is tantamount to pushing this person to a dead end.

Despite the insanity and the needles piercing his brain, he was still making a final struggle, and he didn't want to say it.

"Say."

The silver needle in Qing Jiu's hand pushed in another point.

A pained expression appeared on Qing Hui's face.

"Qingcheng, my good daughter Qingcheng."

"What? Who?"

Qing Jiu narrowed her eyes, and her eyebrows were furrowed together fiercely, almost thinking that she had heard wrong.

Qingcheng?How could it be Qingcheng?
"My daughter Qingcheng, the soul-eating mother Gu is on her body."

Qing Hui repeated it again.

But Qing Jiu's heart was instantly twisted together, she only felt the buzzing in her head, she never expected such a result anyway.

There are thousands of possibilities, but I never thought it would be Qingcheng.

It could be Emperor Chu Feng, or anyone, how could it be Qingcheng?

That hypocritical white lotus?Is he actually the most ruthless person?
Back then, it was Qingcheng who controlled my uncle to kill his own people.

"You will regret it."

"You will definitely regret it."

The words in Qing Chengqian's diary echoed in Qing Jiu's ears like magic sounds, and her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"I want to go back home immediately, Mo Xie, take him with you~"

Qing Jiu's expression was serious and condensed, full of tension, and a very bad premonition flashed in her heart. If the soul-eating mother Gu was trapped in Qing Cheng's body, then she could counterattack at any time, which was equivalent to the fate of my uncle. It was pinched in her hand.

She was so humiliated by herself a few days ago, but she has been holding back.

Today, she was deeply trapped in a brothel again, and she felt weird when she returned to the mansion with a too peaceful appearance. Now, the Lingtai is cleared up in a blink of an eye, and Qingcheng is clearly planning a big move.

If the Mother Gu is in her body, then what will she do tonight.

Bloodbath Qing's house.

Qing Jiu gasped, turned around and left, if something happened to Qing Jingshan and Qing Yu tonight, she would never forgive herself.

Both Mo Xie and Feng Xi could see Qing Jiu's nervousness. They had never seen Qing Jiu who was so nervous. She had always been planning strategies and looked chic and unrestrained, but at this time it seemed that a catastrophe was coming.

Qing Jiu ran out of the dungeon with a layer of cold sweat unconsciously, it was late at night, misty, and it began to rain outside at some time, pouring down like silver silk.

"Fengxi, lend me a fast horse."

Qing Jiu turned around, looked at Feng Xi, and said.

In the next second, Feng Xi stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and stopped Qing Jiu's waist, and the whole person rose into the air, walking on the wind.

Qing Jiu's body stiffened for a moment, but then she said to Feng Xi, "Feng Xi, I owe you once, thank you."

"You owe me more than once."

The voice was directly stopped by Feng Xi, Qing Jiu looked up, and could see his perfectly curved chin and tightly pursed thin lips, and could smell the scent of pine on Feng Xi's body like celadon, don't open your eyes, you can feel it The cold wind rustled by her ears, her hair was messed up by the wind, and it was entangled with Feng Xi's, inseparable.

"If something happens to my grandfather and uncle...!"

"will not."

Qing Jiu didn't even realize that her voice was trembling, and she was terrified by the terrible consequences that had been predicted.

Feng Xi held her waist, and flew away on the wind, her deep and hoarse voice miraculously soothed her anxiety like the notes of a grand piano.

I can't hear anything in my ear, only those two words, no.

Yes, it must be in time, and it must not be what I thought.

The Qing Mansion was close in front of him, but suddenly a roar resounded through the sky, so clear, Qing Jiu froze, Feng Xi beside him was even faster, and his internal strength had been stimulated to the extreme.

Clothes fluttered, and amidst the rain, Feng Xi stopped Qing Jiufei and fell into the courtyard. The red lantern wept like blood, illuminating the entire courtyard.

The smell of blood spread all over the place.

Qing Yu was lying on the ground, surrounded by blood, and the ground was covered with blood.

Holding a sharp sword and dragging his broken leg, he crawled in the rain, killing anyone he saw.

Uncle Wang...

The old corpse was lying in the cold rain, his back was hideous, a deep bloody gash pierced through from top to bottom, half of his arm was cut off, and his eyes were still wide open.

Qing Jiu felt that it was difficult to breathe.

This old man has devoted his entire life to the Qing government, and he will cry because he gave him a pack of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. He is simple-hearted and loyal.

Now, he died at the hands of his most respected young master.

There are other servants, maids...

Dozens of corpses were spread out messily on the ground, watered mercilessly by the rain, the blood red to the point that the rain merged into a stream, flowing slowly.

This is a hell on earth, a bloody carnage.

(End of this chapter)