There was a burning fire of karma in the demon monk's eyes.

In the pair of triangular eyes, there is not a single bit of black pupil or white of the eyes.

In addition to the karmic fire, there is also the fear that frightens You Yi.

He grasped the dragon-slaying sword and leaped forward, slashing towards the eyes!

The blood moon in the sky shines with endless light.

In the bottomless temple behind the demon monk, four sleeping dragons crouched like ancient giant snakes, entwining the temple and roaring viciously...

"Tongtong..." You Yi kissed his thumb again, closed his eyes and felt the taste of Fu Tonger's lip blood left on his fingertips.

The flames and burning grew stronger and stronger on the demon monk in front of him.

The two long horns of the devil finally appeared on his forehead.

"Enough! Enough. People of the world, follow me into the cycle of karma and reincarnation!"

shock!

In the blood moon, thousands of crows swarmed out...

Flying to the Luan Pavilion Waterside Residence in the underworld.

That day, Fu Tong'er woke up. The old witch changed the medicine on her abdomen and left in a hurry.

Jian Weiying changed the eye drops for Fu Tong'er, and then knelt beside Jiu Ye.

Fu Tong'er heard the sound and turned her head with her eyes covered by snow silk closed.

Lu Zhenzhi was holding her behind the desk and looking at the accounts of the ghost market sent from the underworld. He saw Jian Weiying kneeling beside him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Seeing Fu Tong'er on his lap looking up with her neck tilted, he supported her and moved her to sit on his other lap. He then took her little hand and rubbed it in his palm, without turning his head, he just glanced at her and asked Jian Weiying:

"What is it?"

The tone was so cold that Fu Tong'er couldn't help but shiver.

"Please, Master Jiu, let him go!" Jian Weiying said, bowing with both hands, "Let him go!"

Lu Zhenzhi put down the accounts in his hand, picked up a piece of cake with a fork and fed it to Fu Tong'er, saying leisurely: "Who are you talking about?"

Jian Weiying still didn't stand up and knelt on the ground.

"You Yi, General You."

Fu Tong'er couldn't help but grab Jiu Ye's clothes.

Lu Zhenzhi glanced at Fu Tong'er calmly, and while feeding her, he held her little hand again, squeezed it, and said to Jian Weiying: "Can you explain it more clearly?"

Jian Weiying: "Nine Lord sent him to that place to investigate the secrets of the underworld. If a few people had gone together, it would have been fine. But if he went alone, he would have been poisoned and died, and his body would never be found. Although Nine Lord didn't directly send him to guard the border, he wanted to kill him! Please, Nine Lord, spare General You."

As he spoke, he stood up and said to Fu Tong'er, who was lying on Jiu Ye: "Miss Fu, do you know how much General You loves you? He treats you well. Please, persuade Jiu Ye to let General You come back! Please! Please!"

Fu Tong'er pushed away the pastry that was brought to her mouth, covered the wound on her lower abdomen, and said to Lu Zhenzhi: "Is what she said true, Master Lu?"

Lu Zhenzhi put one hand on the table and put his other arm around Fu Tong'er who was sitting on his lap. He pursed his thin lips tightly, his expression full of ruthlessness.

"You sent him on this errand alone, was that intentional? Is that so? Master Lu..." Fu Tong'er was excited, and the wound on her lower abdomen caused by the Dragon Slaying Sword began to hurt again.

Lu Zhenzhi remained silent, stroking the hand on her waist, his thumb slightly raised, strong and powerful.

The jade ring on it vaguely and deeply embodies the cold and tough side of men.

"You have so many people in the underworld, why do you come here to beg me? Why don't you just send some people to look for me?"

Jian Weiying gritted her teeth and said, "Because we don't even know where General You is!"

Lu Zhenzhi squeezed Fu Tong'er's soft little hand to comfort her. "You don't know, so how can I, a visitor from a foreign land, know?"

Jian Weiying bowed again: "Master Jiu must know. He is very clear about his current situation. He just watched him slowly die from the poison!"

Lu Zhenzhi slammed the table and said, "How dare you!"

Fu Tong'er was frightened and jumped.

She pulled out a small hand, patted her heart and said involuntarily: "I'm so scared, I'm so scared..."

Lu Zhenzhi smiled faintly and pressed Fu Tong'er's head against his chest: "Don't be afraid."

As he spoke, he withdrew his other hand, which was originally on the table, and gently placed it on the place where Fu Tong'er was stabbed by the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"It hurts again? Go lie down on the bed?"

"No, don't." Fu Tong'er likes to sit on Jiu Ye's lap, especially now that she is blind. She is afraid of being alone. Only when she sits in Jiu Ye's arms can she feel that she is not alone.

Jian Weiying: "Please, Miss Fu, please persuade Master Jiu! Let General You go! Save him! Please, Miss Fu! Please, Miss Fu, for General You's devotion to you and his protection all the way, persuade Master Jiu to retract his decision."

"Two months ago," Lu Zhenzhi held Fu Tong'er's head with one hand and stroked her arm with the other, saying, "But you sent people to the army to assassinate me, and even caused my greedy little cat to be poisoned..."

Jian Weiying raised her body and looked up slightly, and saw Jiu Ye's deep and unfathomable eyes.

She immediately lowered her head and did not answer.

"During the twelfth lunar month, the Second Prince, Prince Shan, followed the Imperial Majesty's orders and traveled south to your Shangyang County to investigate. Why didn't he mention anything about the situation here? What's the connection between you two? Tell me, and you'll be spared the death penalty."

Jian Weiying remained silent, just lowered her head and knelt beside Jiu Ye.

"What is your relationship with Marquis Dingnan? What is his so-called grand conspiracy?"