The sky suddenly changed. The golden light that had originally spread over the earth was instantly covered by thick dark clouds. Undercurrents surged across the vast land, and it seemed as if a violent storm was brewing between the vast heaven and earth.
Lu Ming leaned on a redwood soft chair in the yard, resting with his eyes slightly closed. Although he looked relaxed, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Lu Ming's premonitions have always been quite accurate. Thinking about what happened recently, he was inevitably a little exhausted. But he could not escape from the huge vortex of the He family. On the one hand, he was not strong enough, and on the other hand, He Yuanqi had been keeping a close eye on him recently. There were spies all around the house. Even if he sneezed, the news would probably reach He Yuanqi's ears quickly, let alone running away.
The sky gradually darkened, dark clouds pressed down heavily, and it looked like a rainstorm was about to fall. Lu Ming opened his eyes and was about to go into the house to avoid the rain, but was suddenly attracted by a faint sound.
The sound came from inside the house. Lu Ming remained calm, but secretly gathered his spiritual energy in his palm and slowly approached the door.
Lu Ming's heart was in his throat, and he raised his hand to push the door open. Suddenly, the door was pushed open a crack, and a hand stretched out from inside and quickly pulled him in.
Before Lu Ming could even scream, he was dragged into the room. The other party reached out and covered his mouth tightly, pressing him against the wall so that he couldn't move.
Lu Ming was horrified and raised his hand to slap him reflexively. The man was caught off guard, groaned, leaned forward, and his head rested on Lu Ming's shoulder.
"Don't move, it's me." A low and hoarse voice came muffled from my ear.
Lu Ming was stunned and turned his head to look to the side. A pair of black eyes like ink-jade inadvertently caught his eye. They were like a pool of clear water, filled with glass light. At this moment, the eyes were looking at him with a little grievance, with their lips tightly pursed. The handsome jade-like cheeks were so close to Lu Ming that he could see the pores clearly.
Lu Ming withdrew his gaze, turned away uncomfortably, and said: "Sang Wusheng, you..."
Sang Wusheng let him go immediately after hearing that. The strong sense of oppression was instantly removed, and Luming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. In his heart, he was secretly thinking, this Sang Wusheng looked about the same age as him, but he had such a powerful aura. Sure enough, the protagonist's aura was so cool... Wait, as the biggest boss in this article, shouldn't he be the first to suppress the opponent in terms of momentum? How could he be intimidated by him? Luming patted his head hard and made up his mind to take the initiative next time.
Sang Wusheng looked at Lu Ming who was in a dilemma and said calmly: "I came here today to take you to see a good show."
Lu Ming was a little confused and couldn't help asking, "What a good show?"
Sang Wusheng nodded, his expression slightly restrained, and said: "I hope you won't blame me when the time comes."
Lu Ming was silent for a moment, then he raised his head and said with a slightly raised eyebrow: "If that's the case, then let's go."
Sang Wusheng was somewhat confused by the graceful expression of his eyebrows and eyes. He turned his head stiffly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and then he said: "Don't you want to ask what it's about?"
Lu Ming raised his lips and smiled: "I will go anyway, why are you asking?"
Sang Wusheng's eyebrows relaxed, and his mood became better for some reason. He said to him softly: "Come with me."
Lu Ming nodded and was about to push the door open to leave, but suddenly he remembered the spies outside the house and said hesitantly: "Is it really okay for us to just walk out like this?"
Sang Wusheng said casually: "I have dealt with those people just now, it's okay."
Lu Ming was slightly embarrassed. What expression should he use to face this feeling of being a domineering president?
The two of them left the house, and Lu Ming followed Sang Wusheng closely, walking forward. The distance between them was always half a meter, which never changed. Sang Wusheng felt a little funny, and his eyes could not help but glance at Lu Ming behind him. He saw that his lips were tightly pursed and his expression was serious, which reminded Sang Wusheng of the mysterious space without the change of seasons and the flow of time.
Sang Wusheng suddenly felt helpless. Why was this man always so defensive when he was with him? When he was with him as Jing Mo, he was always warm and gentle. Why did he change everything when he was with him?
Thinking of this, Sang Wusheng glanced at Lu Ming with great displeasure, turned his head away, pursed his lips and said nothing. In his heart, he was extremely jealous of Jing Mo. Well, although Jing Mo was still himself in the end, he just felt particularly unhappy.
Lu Ming was alarmed by Sang Wusheng's inexplicable cold stare, and had a bad feeling in his heart. Could it be that Sang Wusheng had already begun to regard him as a strong rival so early? What on earth did he do that shouldn't have made him so unhappy?
As a result, the two walked in silence for half an hour. Sang Wusheng was jealous, while Lu Ming racked his brains to recall what he had said wrong.
After walking for a while, Sang Wusheng suddenly stopped in front of a tall building and said in a deep voice: "We're here."
Lu Ming paused, looked up, and said clearly: "This is the He family's library."
Sang Wusheng nodded, and then said: "Hold your breath, I will take you up, don't alert the enemy."
Lu Ming hummed and quickly retracted his breath. Sang Wusheng immediately approached him and put his arm around Lu Ming's waist. Before he could react, he was carried up into the sky by a sudden gust of wind.
The sound of wind whistled past his ears and the scenery flashed quickly in his sight. Lu Ming was frightened and his face turned pale. He watched the ground getting farther and farther away from him. He could not help but shiver and tightly grasped Sang Wusheng's sleeve. He closed his eyes and dared not look down again.
Sang Wusheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and with a leap, he brought Lu Ming to the huge carved wooden window beside the tall building, which had just enough space for two people.
Lu Ming looked out the window with lingering fear, patted his chest, and glared at Sang Wusheng coldly. Shouldn't he have been warned in advance about such a dangerous move so that he could be mentally prepared? This Sang Wusheng was doing it on purpose.
Sang Wusheng was not angry. Instead, he grabbed Lu Ming's hand, gently stroked the palm of Lu Ming's hand with his fingertips, and wrote: "There is someone upstairs."
Lu Ming's palms felt itchy because of Sang Wusheng's actions. He couldn't help but pull his hand back and pricked up his ears to listen to the noises coming from upstairs from time to time.
"No matter what, you must let me go after this is done." A woman's voice suddenly sounded.
Lu Ming was shocked. He never expected that the person who spoke was He Qingci's biological mother, Xu Chouyan.
"It's easy to let you go." The low and gentle voice continued, "But you must promise that he can belong to me completely."
The person who spoke was He Yuanqi. Lu Ming felt a chill in his heart and his expression tensed. Who was this "he" that He Yuanqi was talking about?
Xu Chouyan suddenly snorted, her tone was full of sarcasm and harshness, and she spoke in a tone that Lu Ming had never heard before: "Who would have thought that He Yuanqi, the famous head of the He family, is actually a jerk who doesn't even let his own son go?"
He Yuanqi chuckled, then said calmly: "Who would have thought that the usually docile and cowardly Second Madam of the He family would be the legendary bloodthirsty demon lady Rong Yue?"
Lu Ming's heart trembled, his eyes suddenly sank, and his hand that was grabbing Sang Wusheng's collar slowly clenched.
Xu Chouyan said coldly: "I had no choice but to marry you. He Qingci is not my biological child. Over the years, the insect poison buried deep in his body has been fed with spiritual medicine every day. Now five years have passed, and the insect poison has matured. In fifteen days, the insect poison will definitely erupt. If you succeed in taking over my body, you can just set a fire and burn down my house."
He Yuanqi asked: "Has the person who is going to die for you left?"
Xu Chouyan said coldly: "I have raised Fushu for so many years, it is time for her to repay me."
When Lu Ming heard these words, there was undoubtedly a huge wave of emotion in his heart, and all his doubts suddenly became clear.
The He family is one of the four major weapon-making clans in the world of cultivation. Even though the eldest son He Qingci was born out of wedlock, his status is still extremely noble. How could Liu Xuyun openly bully him to such a state, allowing the eldest son with excellent qualifications to take drugs that destroy his spiritual roots all year round? It turns out that everything was secretly manipulated by He Yuanqi behind the scenes, and through Liu Xuyun's hand, he took spiritual medicine all year round to nourish the insect poison in his body, just to successfully take over He Qingci's extremely talented body.
After all, Liu Xuyun was just a chess piece that He Yuanqi placed next to Lu Ming. And He Qingqiu's previous conspiracy might have been discovered by He Yuanqi a long time ago. He just watched coldly, waiting for He Qingci to be convicted and imprisoned on the Chiyu Mountain where almost no one has set foot, which would be convenient for him to take over his body.
In this way, no one would be suspicious even if He Qingci died on Chiyu Mountain. However, something unexpected happened in the middle. Lu Ming actually exposed He Qingqiu's conspiracy, which disrupted He Yuanqi's plan.
Lu Ming felt a chill down his spine, thinking of He Qingci's miserable fate in this life, and he couldn't help but feel sad. It was not because of the danger he was about to face, but because of the villain He Qingci in the book who eventually died.
He Qingci's short life was doomed to a tragic ending since the day he was born. He was trapped in the whirlpool and couldn't extricate himself, so he had to struggle desperately to escape. When he finally left the He family, he thought he had finally gained a new life, but he found that the net entangled with him had already unknowingly melted into his flesh and blood, and he could not escape it in this life.
How sad and lamentable.
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