Reborn from the ashes: Deadly Concubine

Chapter 370 Crisis: Big Limit

The fundamental reason why Zhuo Zhuo couldn't cast it was Gonghu Yuansi's spell, which was an insurmountable gap.If you can't get through, you can't do anything.Zhuo Zhuo only felt that he was about to vomit blood.

Watching the sun go down, another day passed.Standing at the door, you can only see a little bit of the sky, and it's so dark that you can't see any stars.The air pressure suddenly rose, and it was going to rain.

Zhuo Zhuo bit her lip, she tried so hard to think that she was going crazy, but she couldn't think of anything.

For a moment, she felt something.While retracting his gaze, he heard a few muffled groans and the sound of falling down.She backed away vigilantly, and a few steps later, a person appeared at the door.

Qi Shui was dressed in black, with a streak of blood splattered on his face.Zhuo Zhuo was taken aback, he had already stretched out his hand: "Zhuo Zhuo, I was wrong. Come with me, I will take you away."

At that moment, Zhuo Zhuo had never been so grateful to him.After all, Qi Shui loved Zhuo Zhuo deeply. After knowing that this woman would be killed, he resolutely gave up the possibility of revenge.

With tears in his eyes, Zhuo Zhuo stretched out his little hand slowly, seeing that he was about to touch Qi Shui's big hand, but Qi Shui's hand trembled.At the same time, a knife pierced through his back, and the tip of the knife pierced through his chest, revealing a ferocious bright red.

Opening his eyes wide, Zhuo Zhuo watched the knife being pulled out from his body again, and Qi Shui fell to the ground at the same time.

You Moqiong waved the knife in his hand, and said with a ferocious smile: "I said, you will die in my hands!"

Zhuo Zhuo's eyes moved from his knife to the door, there were soldiers of Tu Mingguo dragging the corpse.Besides the guards at the gate, there were also Qi Shui's subordinates who were also dressed in black.Zhuo Zhuo, I also saw Ah Da.

"Zhuo Zhuo..."

Qi Shui's weak cry brought back Zhuo Zhuo's sanity, she quickly knelt on the ground and picked up Qi Shui, letting his head rest in her arms.Tears dripped down one by one, falling on his increasingly cold face.

Qi Shui looked at her hard.He has remorse, because he killed the woman he loves the most; he has hatred, because he failed to take revenge in the end.But more, it's tenderness.This woman, the woman he had loved all his life, could finally die in her arms.

"Zhuo Zhuo... tell me, do you love me?"

Is this the last thing he wants to know?Zhuo Zhuo wiped off the bloody foam from his mouth, and said in a trembling voice: "The Zhuo Zhuo in the past loved you very much, and was willing to die for you. But the current Zhuo Zhuo only loves Han Yingxi, King Xia. . Qishui, I'm sorry."

Qi Shui smiled bitterly, and at the same time spit out more blood foam: "You still call me Qi Shui...you refuse to call me by my real name...you really don't love me anymore..."

In such regret, Qi Shui swallowed his last breath.Zhuo Zhuo hugged her tightly and burst into tears.She was sad, not only because of Qi Shui's death, but the depression these days made her go crazy.She needs to vent.

You Moqiong raised his eyebrows and looked at the scene in front of him, but his expression was only mocking, as if he had long since lost his human heart: "You are really a vicious woman, so what if you just say you love her?"

Zhuo Zhuo suddenly raised her head, she squinted her eyes, and declared her anger with the most terrifying expression: "You killed him, but you still called me vicious! You Moqiong, one day I will skin you and cramp you!"

You Moqiong had a relaxed expression on his face. He squatted down holding the knife, and squeezed her chin with a big hand: "Unfortunately, this day will not come. There are two more days, and your limit is only Two days."

It seems, already desperate.Zhuo Zhuo sat by the bed, watching the people coming in and out cleaning the room.It was spotless again before the downpour of rain.Zhuo Zhuo really wanted to laugh, very loudly.Gonghu Yuansi, you are such a strange person, since I only have two days left to live, why bother so much?

Thunder, heavy rain.God seems to have been suppressed for too long, so turbulent.Gonghu Yuansi walked into the house, he was not wearing a bamboo hat, but there was no rain on him either.He walked to the bed, looked at Zhuo Zhuo who was dumbfounded, and then sat beside her.

"It's thundering outside. Luo Zhi hates thunder very much. She will hide in my arms, shivering."

Zhuo Zhuo was still sluggish, but murmured: "I'm not Luo Zhi. I'm just Zhuo Zhuo."

Gonghu Yuansi had a complicated smile: "I know you are not Luo Zhi, it would be great if you were, I don't need to bother..."

Zhuo Zhuo frowned, she turned her head to look at Gonghu Yuansi: "Could it be that you killed Luo Zhi's son just to bring Luo Zhi back to life?"

Gonghu Yuansi's smile became complacent, but that complacency was not pure, and in Zhuo Zhuo's eyes it was more sad: "That's right, he is the son of Luo Zhi and Longqiu, who has inherited all of Luo Zhi's wishes and strengths." This wish and spiritual power can help me open the gate of hell and let me find her."

Zhuo Zhuo squinted his eyes, but he didn't expect Gonghu Yuansi to be really sad: "If this soul-slaying knife can really open the gate of hell, Longqiu would have gone to hell to find Luo Zhi after he mastered it, so why would he seal it?" Dao, finally chose death?"

"That's because he no longer has the strength to do more things. I'm dead, and he's dying too. All he can do is seal the Soul Slaying Knife, so that the child's soul won't suffer anymore."

Zhuo Zhuo narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean? What happened?"

Gonghu Yuansi didn't seem to hear Zhuo Zhuo's words, he just said mockingly to himself: "However, even if he still has strength and can go to hell, he wouldn't do that, would he? Because he killed Zhuo Zhuo with his own hands. He and Luo Zhi's son used the child's soul to forge a knife. He should have no face to see Luo Zhi."

Gonghu Yuansi's eyes moved to Zhuo Zhuo's face, and he became expressionless: "It's just that I am different from him. I love Luo Zhi, and I want to get her. Soon, I can see her again, and we can see her again." Together."

Lightning flashed again, and a dazzling light came in from the door.At that moment, Gonghu Yuansi seemed to have become a ghost from hell.

It rained for two days.After the rain stopped, the deadline came.You Moqiong came in with the maid, who was holding clothes and jewelry in her hands.

"Han Yingxi has agreed to exchange Han Jinxue for you, so the master ordered me to take you there. I want to meet your man, so I have to dress up beautifully."

You Moqiong spoke sourly, but Zhuo Zhuo didn't move: "You won't let me go back, so why ask me to dress up?"

There was always an unfathomable smile on You Moqiong's mouth: "When did we say that we would not let you go back? It was all your own wild imagination. Change your clothes quickly, or you will be delayed, and you really have to go back not going."

Zhuo Zhuo's eyes fell on the pure white dress.What is Gonghu Yuansi planning?Zhuo Zhuo pursed his lips, stood up and took the skirt.

"I'm going to change clothes, you all go out and wait."

(End of this chapter)