The fairy is busy farming - Chapter 1277

Gu Nan Sheng’s heart beat.

I didn’t expect that I had been sleeping for three days.

And when you open your eyes, you’re going to die.

Gu Nansheng’s expression condenses. When it comes to death, no one is not afraid, especially Gu Nansheng, a woman with husband and children, so her heart is particularly heavy.

Through so many things, she has lived and died several times.

Now to this point, she should not have anything to put down, but, a little regret, not before death, see cloud Jincheng side.

Gu nanshang’s thoughts are flying wildly. He follows Su Huaijun like wood.

Su Huaijun is also aware of Gu nanshang’s abnormality. He glances at her coldly and hums coldly: ah… He thinks that she is really not afraid of death, and it turns out that she is just a fake.

Su Huaijun was the first, Gu nanshang was the second, and Xie Yuchen’s undead soldiers were the last.

Gu nanshang, who had been thinking for a while, quickly pulled his thoughts back. She asked, “Su Huaijun, you said I had slept for three days. Is Qianhuan Kalan mature today?”

“Still remember that thing?”

Su Huaijun sneered, then nodded: “yes, today is the mature day of Qianhuan Kalan. We are going now to pick Qianhuan Kalan.”

“Isn’t Qianhuan Kalan in the pavilion?” Gu nanshang was stunned for a moment.

She told them clearly. If they hadn’t been wrong, they should have been waiting there for a long time. But now she can feel that they are going down the road.

Not up!

“False.”

Su Huaijun chuckled: “the plant in the pavilion is only used to confuse you fools; The real Qianhuan Kalan grows next to the volcanic rocks at the bottom of Penglai Island. ”

“……”

Gu Nansheng thinks that Su Huaijun is too bad.

Tiger face with Su Huaijun behind, suddenly thought of a question: “that Mo Yurong, you don’t say let me die, can torture him, if you don’t let me see him again, I will die, then you let me eat poison this matter, there is no point.”

“I’m dying, and I’m worried about others? Don’t worry. You’ll see each other soon. ” Su Huaijun continued to sneer.

“What about the people from the canal in their red tea team?” Gu Nansheng asked again.

Su Huaijun was really curious about Gu nanshang this time. He asked, “Gu nanshang, are you really not worried about your death at all?”

“I’m worried, but I’m also worried about them.”

Gu Nansheng’s reply made Su Huaijun speechless, but in the end, he didn’t know whether he had found his conscience or what. He replied with a good temper: “don’t worry, the people I hate are mo Yurong, not Zhongqu’s servants. I won’t kill them. When you and Mo Yurong die, I’ll let them go back.”

“Oh.”

Gu nanshang nodded and suddenly pointed to the group of people behind him: “what about them?”

Su Huaijun’s eyes flashed a surprise: “Gu nanshang, should you worry about yourself?” After asking Mo Yurong, the people of Zhongqu, the people of Zhongqu, and the people of budiegu, how could she not play according to the routine at all.

“It’s my turn in a minute.”

Gu Nansheng quickly answered: “so, what happened to them? Why do they seem to listen to you? ”

Maybe I thought that Gu nanshang was going to die anyway.

In addition, the enlightenment that night really shocked him, so he patiently and truthfully answered Gu nanshang’s question: “they are all drug demagogues. They are controlled by demagogues. Mo Yurong can control them because they have a king of demagogues in their body, while I control them by temperament, and then use herbs to change their properties, So I snatched them from Mo Yurong. ”

How can the melody control the insects?

Gu Nansheng thought about it, and his eyes fell on the jade flute hanging on Su Huaijun’s waist. This jade flute should be the one he played that night, right?

Su Huaijun felt Gu nanshang’s sight, and then he didn’t hide it. “Yes, my flute is the one that can control the insects. My mother is actually a poison girl.” This flute is the only thought Mrs. Su left to Su Huaijun.

They talked and walked.

Su Huaijun thought that Gu nanshang was going to die, but he knew everything about her.

Finally, Gu Nan Sheng obviously felt that a lot of moss had grown on the stone slab on the ground. Should it be very close to the sea?

At the end of the secret road was a large room.

Xie Yuchen was tied to the cross in the corner of the room.

When Gu nanshang saw the blood on the cross and the pale Xie Yuchen, he couldn’t help but feel distressed and flustered: “Xiaohua, how can you do this?”

Worried eyes, fell on Xie Yuchen’s face, as well as his blood and dry wrist, looking at the wrist, Gu Nanshan’s heart came up with a very bad idea.

Xie Yuchen did not speak, but has been looking at Su Huaijun coldly.

Gu nanshang turned back and yelled at Su Huaijun: “Su Huaijun, why are you so cruel?”

He broke Xie Yuchen’s tendon!

Since seeing Xie Yuchen, Su Huaijun’s face is gloomy and cold.

However, he didn’t bother to answer Gu nanshang’s questions. With the approach of the wheelchair, he went to Xie Yuchen and said directly to Xie Yuchen, “Mo Yurong, today you will open your eyes to see clearly how your beloved woman died in front of you, and see clearly whether I, Su Huaijun, am the blood of Mohism.”

“Su Huaijun, you inhuman lunatic.”

Gu Nan Sheng scolds in a low voice, and then looks at Xie Yu Chen with heartache.

At the same time, heartache can’t help but wonder: Xie Yuchen also has a bracelet, he can enter the warehouse at any time, why doesn’t he hide in it!

Su Huaijun sneered.

First it’s a small laugh, then it’s gradually amplified, and finally it’s a big laugh.

After laughing, he turned his head and said, “take care of her.”

“Yes.”

The undead soldiers behind come forward and block Gu nanshang from her.

Su Huaijun, on the other hand, stopped at a gate.

There was something similar to a turntable on the door. Su Huaijun took out a jade finger from his waist and stuck it in the center of the turntable. Then he took out a knife and cut his palm to let his blood drip into the groove of the turntable.

Blood, quickly soaked down.

And that door, after Cuiyu pulled her finger down, began to move slowly, and finally, it was completely opened.

A secret road made by hand is exposed.

Su Huaijun looked back at Xie Yuchen with a grim smile, and said: “Mo Yurong, the ancestor of Mohism, only the next of kin of Mohism can open this door, but you see, the door can’t be opened with your blood, but it can be opened with my blood. Do you know what it means?”

Maybe others don’t understand, but Gu nanshang does.

Because Xie Yuchen is not Mo Yurong at all!

“So, thank you for opening the door for me.”

Xie Yuchen stares at the door and sneers. A strange smile flashed over his beautiful face. Then, the red light flashed in his eyes. His hands suddenly work to bind his iron chain, breaking and exploding.

All the people present were surprised.

Then, Xie Yuchen, who was covered with blood, came down from the wooden frame and came step by step.