On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom - Chapter 59

“No… long objects?” She tilted her head.

The eyes are facing each other.

Xie Wuwang understood the genuine doubts in Ning Qingqing’s eyes.

In another instant, he knew how close she was to the demon to understand what she was wondering about.

Xie Wuwang: “…” Now I really want to vomit blood.

The shaking around subsided.

The most intimate big cotton-padded jacket, Futuzi, rolled round, screaming more sternly than his dead father: “Daojun-the subordinate **** is late -“

Ning Qingqing: “…” If Xie Wuwang was weaker, he would be shocked by his voice.

Xie Wuwang turned around, his expression indifferent, he didn’t even hang up his usual smirk: “The people around Yu Haotian, let me check them one by one.”

“Yes!”

As soon as his eyes turned, Yu Yuyan paused at the side, not even making up his makeup.

She rushed too fast just now, and when she suffered the most severe self-detonation shock wave in her chest, she still hadn’t slowed down at this moment.

“This assassin is not his brother, right? It’s a fake, right?” Yu Yuyan muttered blankly, not knowing who was asking.

Others walked around her silently.

The holy mountain has its own huge defensive formation, if others pretend to be, the formation will be touched early. Being able to rush straight to the top of the mountain like this means only one thing-this person is indeed Yu Haotian infallible.

Xie Wuwang glanced indifferently.

The square was shattered and his confidant rebelled, completely unable to make any waves in his eyes.

He slowly turned around, hugged Ning Qingqing, and continued to walk towards the back mountain step by step.

Stepped through the ruins, followed the black jade steps in front of the hall, and stepped onto the dark behemoth-like hall.

With the person in his arms, his figure does not seem lonely at all.

The Taoist monarch, who is gazing at the world, slowly stepped into the imperial palace that represented the supreme power.

There was no one in the hall, Xie Wuwang walked steadily, and there was a faint echo from the wide roof.

Heavy and solemn.

This hall amplifies some subtle voices, and his deep breathing is also much clearer.

If she doesn’t speak, she will be aware of his severe injuries and weakness.

“A Qing,” he asked, looking down at her, “how did you know that Yu Haotian had a problem.”

Seeing his expression seriously asking her for advice, Ning Qingqing couldn’t help but bend his eyes slightly, revealing a little “children can teach” admiration.

She rolled her eyes slowly and thought for a while.

“The mask used to disguise Ji Ruxue is already considered a miracle.” She sold Guanzi slowly, starting from elsewhere.

“Yes.”

She shook her head: “But it just changed her appearance. Ji Ruxue’s figure is still very bad, the voice is not good, and the smell on her body is also very big. It can’t cover the sweat with a lot of powder.”

Xie Wuwang: “…” Her thoughts were really jumping too much.

“Huang Xiaoquan is already a very non-picky eater,” Speaking of this, Ning Qingqing immediately became interested, “You know? I once lifted his bedclothes and saw that he was not wearing clothes, with a small arm around him. The maid is going to do bad things. The little maid is very… casual. If it’s just a bad appearance, it’s all right. The face is full of scheming, her eyes are floating, like a mouse stealing oil, she knows at a glance. I want to rely on the yellow puppy to cheat for benefits.”

Seeing her speaking further and further, Xie Wuwang was not at all impatient, and the corners of her lips filled with a lazy, indulgent smile.

She also had wounds on her body, and her voice was soft and quiet, and she looked very soft and ethereal in this empty hall.

He just wanted to listen to her.

“Yeah.” He answered casually in a low voice.

She rolled her eyes: “Even Huang Xiaoquan, who is not picky eaters, dislikes Jiruxue. It can be seen that there are many flaws in the disguise technique.”

Finally got the point.

Xie Wuwang’s eyebrows moved slightly. Because of the serious injury, his thoughts were a little slow, and he was almost taken astray by her, really trying to think about Huang Xiaoquan and the girl in the room.

If others were to know that Daojun would even think about this kind of thing, I am afraid it would bring as much shock as this holy mountain collapsed.

He closed his eyes and drove these thoughts of ‘not thankful and unreasonable’ out of his mind.

Ning Qingqing raised a determined smile, and said very afterthought: “So, how can a poor disguise technique deceive family members who get along day and night and are connected by blood? Yu Yuyan doesn’t look like a fool! She has already fallen into the Devil Corpse City. On that day, I knew that the person who attacked us was Yu Haotian himself. I knew it a long time ago!”

“This person is normal at all.” Xie Wuwang said solemnly, “I am going to check today, I am afraid it will be fruitless.”

Ning Qingqing nodded: “There is no abnormal person in normal times, not only him.”

In fact, before entering the Canglan Realm, Ning Qingqing had no clue in her mind.

Until she asked Long Yao to create a delusion to help Huang Xiaoquan wake up, she suddenly saw the scene in Huang Xiaoquan’s memory-Huang Wei, the sovereign of Huangyun Sect, was a very normal person a moment ago, but when she heard the name Yin Chaofeng, Suddenly, he was controlled by the heart demon, and he killed his wife and children.

Everything happened in a flash, without warning.

At that time, Ning Qingqing had some inspiration in her mind, and thought of these two things in one place, but at that time she was busy dealing with Yuruxue and did not have time to think about it.

Just seeing Yu Haotian rushing forward, her intuition sounded the alarm in her mind.

So she prepared her big mushroom decisively in case of accidents.

Sure enough, she was right. At this moment, the five-point determination in my heart has risen to eight or nine points.

When she was thinking attentively, her two black eyes condensed slightly to the center unconsciously, looking extremely focused, a little dull, funny and cute, just like…when she used the Demon Emperor’s finger bones to drill through the Sumeru mustard.

She analyzed seriously: “I suspect that there are two forms of people who have been caught by the devil poison. If they are attacked by devil poison, they will be like Huang Wei. The magic lines are gathered in the heart, and their appearance and behavior are the same as usual. It is controlled by Gu poison only when necessary. If you do not want to be demonized, then the magic pattern can only appear, just like me and the big brother Xi Junru.”

She continued: “I saw in Huang Xiaoquan’s memory that Huang Wei was still anxiously discussing Huang Xiaoyun’s affairs with his wife a moment ago, and the next moment he heard Yin Chaofeng’s name from Huang Xiaoquan’s mouth, he immediately fell into the hands of his wife and children. Obviously it was Keep a secret for Yin Chaofeng.”

Xie Wuwang didn’t show any expression on his face, only his eyes gradually darkened: “You suspect that Yu Haotian is also controlled by the Son-Mother Demon Gu.”

“He blew himself up and his heart was gone. There is no evidence, only doubt.” Ning Qingqing said seriously.

Xie Wuwang nodded very slowly, and didn’t say any further.

With Yu Haotian’s explosion, the clues have been broken, and it is useless to think before finding new evidence.

“Aqing is very powerful.” He smiled and looked into her eyes with a sincere expression, “I need more advice in the future.”

Ning Qingqing couldn’t help feeling a little fluttering. She slowly turned her gaze to the other side, pretending to be nonchalant: “Small things.”

Xie Wuwang grabbed the smile on his lips.

The slender knuckles were gently bent, and he tapped her body with his fingers habitually and happily.

Ning Qingqing opened her eyes slightly. At the place where the finger fell, circles of familiar ripples swayed across her body, which was the memory of the body’s instinct-when he hugged her and coaxed her to sleep, he often touched her gently.

She breathed slightly, and her mind fell on the surface of her skin. Following the small ripples that gradually disappeared, she really felt his embrace and temperature.

His hands are very large, and his seriously injured body is still hard and strong, and he feels safe.

The body instinctively depends on and gets close to him, and wants to hug him to sleep peacefully.

When sleepiness struck, she lowered the corners of her eyes, a little bit depressed. She knew that she had forgotten the painful self and could not make any decisions for her once, whether forgiving or not forgiving.

Mushrooms don’t like hesitating, and will never deliberately hang other people’s appetites and delay others’ chances of reproduction.

She has to find the key as soon as possible, open the door that has sealed her emotions, put the memories of those illusions into her mind, and retrieve her complete self.

What is that key? The clever mushroom couldn’t find the clue for a while.

It must be clear and meaningful.

Is it a painful beginning? When was it discouraged? Or a particularly sweet past?

A real evidence of existence can connect delusion and reality and open the channel to that memory.

What will it be? Intuition tells Ning Qingqing that there must be such a key.

She thought about it and thought, but her brain hurts, but she couldn’t help but lowered the corners of her eyes and mouth, and the whole mushroom became dejected.

Xie Wuwei continued to move forward step by step.

Qianyuan Palace occupies a very wide area. He walked for a quarter of an hour, and finally walked out of the back of the hall and came to Baiyushan Road.

It was very windy on the top of the mountain, and he embraced her, protecting her head in front of him.

Ning Qingqing looked at this mountain road, with a vague light swimming around in his mind, but carefully caught them, they were like flowers in a mirror, moon in the water, scattered into a piece of fine silver waves.

She frowned in annoyance.

Xie Wuwang did not leave her for a moment.

He wanted to smooth the little “Chuan” between her eyebrows, but he didn’t dare to act rashly, for fear that it would disturb her tranquility and break this false and beautiful beauty.

She frowned, and his heart hung slightly.

There are not good memories on this Baiyu Mountain Road.

It was dark and cold that day and night, and she was injured and was sitting alone on this mountain road, leaning on the railing, and squatting there. She shrunk herself into the smallest ball, as if doing so would make her suffer less. Such a small figure, lonely and helpless.

Xie Wuwang’s vision was faintly blurred, and the mountain wind poured into his robe, it was cold and painful. The memories she left to him were warm and beautiful, what did he give her? Except for the bedclothes, as far as the eye can see, there are cold injuries everywhere.

At this moment, she must be thinking of those injuries?

What did he say to her that day?

——”The wind is so strong, why don’t you go back to the yard and wait for me, do you want me to feel bad?”

He covered her ears and chuckled coolly.

At that time he was sure he would not feel bad.

Yes, it doesn’t feel distressed, but every step taken at this moment is like stepping heavily on the injured heart.

He tossed his lips and continued to move forward.

At least…she was lying in his arms very well at the moment, showing no signs of leaving.

Will be fine.

He will find her back.

everything will be fine.

He panted in a deep breath, raised his sometimes black gaze, and looked at the warmth of Yuli Garden.

Take her home and return to her favorite big wooden platform.

Everything is too late.

“A Qing, I’m home.”

She retracted her gaze and slowly fell to his face.

She pursed her lips slightly and looked serious, like a serious bird.

“Yeah! Da Mutai!” Expectant light burst into her eyes.

Maybe the key is such a big guy!