The days of love after first marriage with Yingwei

Chapter 57 Is plucking feathers fun?

"My lord, Liu Qing cannot leave with you."

Liu Qing's wrist was still in Mo Zhao's hands, but his figure was firmer than ever. He stood where he was, refusing to leave with Mo Zhao, and did not want to face the so-called various punishments he would impose next.

"You..." Before he could reprimand or threaten, Mo Zhao saw dark red liquid slowly gushing out from the corner of Liu Qing's mouth.

There was more and more blood, Liu Qing opened his mouth slightly, his white teeth were stained red with blood.

"Liu Qing!"

Mo Zhao supported his falling body, and put his hands on his meridians. Liu Qing's body was in a mess, and unknown toxins swam through his meridians, tearing his internal organs fiercely.

Liu Qing took poison!

This recognition made Mo Zhao's face freeze instantly, and his heart, which had always been calm and vigorous, seemed to stop beating.

"What poison did you take? The antidote!" Mo Zhao growled at Liu Qing.

Liu Qing looked at Mo Zhao, who was showing eagerness on the top of her head, and showed an ugly smile on her swollen cheeks, "My lord, you don't need to do it yourself, Liu Qing commits suicide and apologizes."

"From the moment you land on Flowing Fire Island, your life is mine! You are not allowed to die without my order!"

Mo Zhao hugged Liu Qing, and his broad palm injected a lot of internal force into his dilapidated body.

"It's useless, my lord, it's useless..."

As Liu Qing spoke, another mouthful of blood vomited out of his mouth. He hid the poison in his teeth in advance, the kind that would kill him if he touched it. He knew that he could not bear the consequences of the failure of the plan.

"Liu Qing, you heard me, I actually didn't intend to kill you," Mo Zhao explained to Liu Qing in an unnatural tone, "Take out the antidote, as long as you are fine, I promise you that the past will never be blamed."

Liu Qing smiled and shook his head when he heard this, the always domineering lord was able to speak in a soft tone one day, but the poison he took was Saibei hook kiss, the strongest type of heartbroken grass, and there was no cure for it.

Hearing the concession in Mo Zhao's tone, Liu Qing knew that she might not be just an object to vent in the Lord's heart.

"My lord, have you ever loved Liu Qing?" Liu Qing looked at Mo Zhao's tough and handsome face, and asked herself the last question.

"I..." Mo Zhao never thought about this question. As the master of Liuhuo Island, there are too many men and women who go to the Mo family every year to devote themselves to him, and Liu Qing is just one of them.

Maybe it's because Liu Qing doesn't talk much and knows how to advance and retreat, and he can meet his needs in bed, so he favors Liu Qing, but it definitely can't reach the level of love.

Mo Zhao's hesitation was within Liu Qing's expectation, in fact Mo Zhao didn't veto it outright, Liu Qing was already very surprised.

"My lord, Liu Qing has never loved you, and she stayed by your side only to avenge Liu Lu, so, Liu Qing... is gone, you don't have to... be sad,"

Liu Qing's gaze began to slacken, and her voice was intermittent, almost inaudible.

His internal organs have been completely eroded, and a large number of blood clots gushed out of his mouth with his breath, dyeing his blue gown red.

"Liu Qing...it's not worth it..."

After saying the last sentence, Liu Qing rolled her eyes with difficulty, and her sight became hazy inch by inch in the blue sky.

In a blur, he saw Liu Lu smiling at him.

"Brother, hurry up, we have something to eat!"

The corner of Liu Qing's mouth curled up, and one last thought flashed through her mind: "Okay, brother will be here soon."

Mo Zhao looked at the person who lost his breath in his arms, and a strange emotion fermented in his chest.

Slowly, that emotion grew from a small seedling to a towering tree, and instantly turned into a ferocious giant beast, raging in Mo Zhao's chest, looking for an outlet.

But there was no vent, Liu Qing had committed suicide by taking poison, Mo Zhao wanted to avenge him, but he couldn't find who the enemy was.

Maybe it's Lu Yuncheng, maybe it's these people in the rivers and lakes, maybe it's even me.

Holding Liu Qing's body in his arms, Mo Zhao walked towards the gate of the school field step by step.

Two blind disciples of the sect stood in front of Mo Zhao with their swords in their hands as they watched the culprit who poisoned everyone leave so ostentatiously.

"You can't leave, you put the poison, you have to stay here and wait for Lu Yuncheng to come back."

"Yes! Who knows if there is an antidote on Liuhuo Island? Where are we going to find the antidote after you left?"

Mo Zhao's ears hurt from their noise, "Come here, I'll give you the antidote."

"Don't go there!" Seeing this, Lin Changxiong hurriedly stopped.

But the two felt that Mo Zhao was still holding someone in his arms, and the force value must be limited, so they approached Mo Zhao cautiously, "Where's the antidote?"

Before the words were finished, two clear and crisp sounds rang out on the school grounds, and Mo Zhao had twisted the necks of the two of them.

The two young figures suddenly lost their support and fell crookedly on the ground. Mo Zhao refused to give them alms. Killing them was as easy as trampling two ants to death.

Originally, he didn't want to dirty his feet by letting the ants go, but now that they ran up to die by themselves, he gave them a ride.

Lin Changxiong looked at the back of Mo Zhao striding away, shook his head and sighed softly, these two young people lost their lives in vain.

Outside Yuezhou City, two black horses are galloping on the official road.

On the horse's back were two tall and handsome figures, one white and one black, they were Lu Yuncheng and Ying Qiansi.

Yingqiansi originally strongly urged Lu Yuncheng to ride in a carriage, but Lu Yuncheng proved to him with practical actions that he was not deeply poisoned, as long as he didn't use his internal strength, strenuous exercise and the like were no problem.

Ying Qiansi had no choice but to ride a horse with Lu Yuncheng. As for the two of them sharing a horse, he hadn't thought about it, but had encountered difficulties in the front and rear issues.

If you let the master sit in front of you, wouldn't it be detrimental to the majesty of the master if you embraced the master.

If the owner was behind, controlling the reins would not achieve the effect of resting, but if he held his waist, Ying Qiansi felt that he might not be able to seriously ride the horse.

Seeing the shadow guard standing tangled in front of the racecourse, Lu Yuncheng directly told the boss that he wanted two horses with the fastest legs.

Then he said in Ying Qiansi's ear: "When the matter here is over, Qiansi will ride with me again, and you can choose whatever position you want at that time."

Ying Qiansi's face was blushing, did the master mean who was sitting in the front and who was sitting in the back, or was it some other posture?

He suddenly remembered that the Longyang atlas under the master's pillow seemed to be about the posture of the horse. Because it was more dangerous, there were a few lines of small characters on the side as precautions.

Although Lu Yuncheng has snake venom in his body, his current condition is much better than that of Ying Qiansi who had two kinds of poison in his body at that time. The two of them were on their way except for eating and sleeping, and three days later they arrived at the shore closest to Liuhuo Island.

Standing on the golden sandy beach, you can see the endless blue sea in front of your eyes. The undulating sea surface is shining with fine silvery white light under the sunlight.

"Master, are we going to rent a boat?" Ying Qiansi asked.

"Need, but what's more important is to find a boatman who knows the way." Lu Yuncheng said.

Standing on the beach and looking far away, you can vaguely see a few scattered small islands on the sea. The small islands look very close to each other, but in fact the distance is farther than what the naked eye can see. They don't have time to search the islands one by one. .

The sea looks calm, and the dangers are unpredictable. The Mo family has operated on Liuhuo Island for many years, and there must be a special route for passage. It is the safest choice for the Mo family to take them to the island.

There are many fishing villages scattered along the coast, among which there must be Mohist strongholds.

Lu Yuncheng and Ying Qiansi came to the bustling market outside the fishing village, hung Mo Zhao's black jade plaque on their waists, and walked swaggeringly.

"You two are foreigners. I don't know what it means to come here. If there is anything I can do for you, please let me know." A plainly dressed middle-aged man said to them.

"We're going to Liuhuo Island, do you know Mo Zhao?" Lu Yuncheng asked.

Hearing Mo Zhao's name, the middle-aged man paused, and then said with a smile: "So you two know my Patriarch, please come with me."

Lu Yuncheng and Ying Qiansi followed the man out of the market and walked into a quiet alley. At the end of the alley was a black wooden door, "This is the base of our Mo family on the shore. Elder Zhong is waiting for you inside."

After the man finished speaking, he left. Lu Yuncheng and Ying Qiansi continued to walk forward. There was no movement at the black wooden door in front, but a few obscure auras suddenly emerged from both sides of the alley.

It turned out that the Mo family did not intend to treat them with courtesy.

Suddenly, two gray figures flew down from mid-air, already ready to charge. After the gray wings flickered twice, they moved back tightly and rushed towards Lu Yuncheng. The target was the black jade plaque on his waist. .

Judging by the appearance of this human body and bird wings, it is undoubtedly the bird man who went to the Lingxian sect to steal the guqin.

Lu Yuncheng knew that he couldn't use his kung fu, so he took a step back, allowing Ying Qiansi by his side to have enough space to deal with the bird man.

Ying Qiansi was startled for a moment by the strange appearance of the birdmen, and then found that although they had the flying skills of birds, they were not that outstanding in terms of strength.

Ying Qiansi sensed that his master seemed to be very interested in the bird man, he jumped up and kicked the wall obliquely, using his strength to get into the mid-air, level with the bird man.

Before Birdman could react, he grabbed his neck and pulled him back to the ground. Birdman landed on his back with his wings attached, and made a "bang".

Ying Qiansi landed on one knee, and found that the bird man was struggling in pain. He let go of the hand that was holding the bird man's neck, and put two fingers together and quickly pressed heavily on the bird's shoulder.

Birdman let out a scream, and his arms drooped feebly.

Ying Qiansi looked back on the ground and found that another birdman in mid-air had already flown behind the wooden door at the end of the alley.

"Master, I only caught one." There was a sense of self-blame in his tone. If the bird man wasn't too fast, he could have caught both attackers.

Lu Yuncheng looked at the bird man on the ground who was slaughtered by others, and squatted down with burning eyes. When he heard Ling Ling talk about it in the bamboo forest, he wondered how could wings grow on the back of a person.

Ying Qiansi turned the bird man over and showed Lu Yuncheng the long gray wings on his back.

The gray top was torn, and two giant crow wings grew out from the back, connecting with the muscles of the back very naturally, as if someone could have wings in the first place.

Lu Yuncheng reached out and grabbed a feather, "Look, Qiansi, is it similar to the feather outside the Nanfeng Pavilion?"

Ying Qiansi nodded, and found that Birdman seemed to react when he heard Nanfeng Pavilion.

He slammed the birdman's wings away, "Is it you who eavesdropped outside the Nanfeng Pavilion that night?"

Birdman fluttered his wings in pain, but he couldn't escape from Ying Qiansi's control at all, he just struggled and fell off several feathers.

"Yes, it's me, please... let go..." Birdman replied with a painful cry.

Ying Qiansi let go of his hand, and the bird man subconsciously flapped his wings twice, as if he wanted to take it back.

But Lu Yuncheng grabbed a handful of feathers with his hand: "Don't take it back."

The bird man suddenly wanted to cry but had no tears. Isn't it fun to pluck the bird's feathers? !