Gu Lingze quickly changed his left hand to hold the bell, dipped his right hand in cinnabar, and quickly drew talismans on the Emperor Bell. After drawing, he mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and shook it vigorously. With a "hum" sound, a roar was heard.
Cheng Jiao, who was chanting a spell deep in the palace, could not hold back. As soon as he stopped chanting, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Even though the sound only lasted for a moment, it came over and over again like a wave, as if there was no end in sight, and even the soul began to waver.
"That kid must have some magical weapon in his hand." Cheng Jiao gasped and was about to call for help, but blood spurted out of his mouth and then he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
Gu Lingze had not expected the Three Pure Emperor Bell to be so powerful. The shake just now almost dislocated his internal organs. At this moment, his face was pale, his steps were unsteady, and he was about to fall, but was caught in the arms of Zhao Chengmo who was standing beside him.
"Lingze, what's wrong with you!" Zhao Chengmo looked at his face and asked anxiously.
Gu Lingze was speechless for a moment and could only wave his hand weakly to indicate that he was fine.
I feel so uncomfortable myself, and I guess Cheng Jiao’s condition will be even worse.
"Ask." Gu Lingze only said one word, and then he felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak anymore. Fortunately, Zhao Chengmo was in tune with him and understood what he meant in an instant.
"Hongying, who on earth hurt you!" This sentence accompanied by Zhao Chengmo's low voice seemed to suddenly awaken Hongying's memory.
The painful struggle before death, the suffocating feeling surged up like a tide. Hongying raised her head and saw the person who strangled her was standing in front of her.
"It's him!" Her voice was mixed with pain, grief and anger, which made people tremble.
Gu Lingze breathed a sigh of relief. At least Qin Zhantian's life was saved. It seemed that Cheng Jiao was really seriously injured, otherwise he would not have easily given up such a carefully planned plan.
Even without knowing the cause and effect behind what happened between Hongying and this man, the smart people present understood a lot about it. It was nothing more than a story of an unfaithful person. As for who the unfaithful person was, only the parties involved knew.
"The madam told me that day that she would let me go once I came out of the Siyi Pavilion. I never thought that it would be you who trapped me here forever."
Gu Xiuyi let go of his hand, and the man collapsed to the ground, mumbling to himself: "It's me... I'm sorry."
They secretly got engaged, but ended up wasting their lives.
He didn't know what kind of demon had possessed him. He believed everything just from a few words from a person he had never met before.
Hongying has been beaten so many times and suffered so much in order to protect her body over the years. If it weren't for her outstanding dancing skills, she would have been beaten to death long ago.
In the end, he was the one who betrayed her and strangled her to death with his own hands.
Gu Lingze and the others knew that these were traps set by Cheng Jiao. Otherwise, how could a man alone enter and exit the Siyi Pavilion at will and kill people and get away with it?
But the cause of Hongying's death ultimately stemmed from the man's suspicion. The devil is created by the heart, and cause and effect are self-generated.
Hongying laughed, her laughter was sad and miserable. The shadow on the ground gradually shrank and finally disappeared, leaving only a lying straw man.
Someone shouted, and sharp things began to emerge from the body of the man lying on the ground.
The following scene will probably be unforgettable for many people present. The man's whole body was like a hedgehog, with countless wooden nails piercing his body, which finally burst open, and blood, bones and flesh were sprayed all over the walls and the ground.
Dai Zhengqi stared at Gu Lingze in amazement, "How, how could this happen?"
"It's the backlash of the blood room's signature punishment. The murderer will be retaliated hundreds or thousands of times more."
After Gu Lingze finished speaking, Dai Zhengqi couldn't help but glance at Qin Zhantian who was lying on the bed. If the prince of Qianhan Kingdom exploded into a pile of flesh in Siyi Pavilion, it would be a real disaster.
Gu Lingze asked Zhao Chengmo to help him pick up the straw man on the ground. He asked it a few questions in a low voice. After a while, as if he got the answer he wanted, Gu Lingze curled his lips and smiled.
This smile made Dai Zhengqi and his companions feel a chill on their backs. They quickly looked away, pretending they saw nothing.
After a busy night, everyone was already tired. Zhao Chengmo was about to carry Gu Lingze to the carriage when he was slapped in the face by the other party.
"Don't use the princess hug position anymore, no matter I'm awake or unconscious." This was Gu Lingze's last struggle as a man.
Zhao Chengmo didn't know why the hug involved the princess, but as a husband's slave, he still obediently carried her on his back.
No one was asleep in the General's Mansion, and the lights were on all night waiting for them. As soon as they entered the door, Xie Qingwan saw Gu Lingze being carried in by Zhao Chengmo, and she couldn't help but be shocked.
"Lingze is injured? Where is he injured? Let mother take a look."
Gu Lingze smiled weakly to show that he was fine, and then Gu Xiuyi spoke and roughly explained what had happened.
Xie Qingwan still felt a little distressed after hearing this, and quickly ordered the servants to prepare hot meals and hot water.
After Gu Lingze finished his meal, he regained some strength, took a hot bath, and had a good sleep.
When he opened his eyes again, it was almost evening. Gu Lingze sat up, opened his arms and stretched, feeling very comfortable all over.
After getting dressed and going out, Gu Lingze went to Zhao Chengmo first, but he was not in the room. Upon asking, he found out that he was called to the martial arts training ground after waking up.
As soon as I arrived there, I found Zhao Chengmo and Gu Feirui sparring. Each of them held a silver spear and were fighting very fast and it was hard to tell who would win.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Chengmo dodged four of Gu Feirui's moves. Seeing that the opponent's moves were getting faster and faster, Zhao Chengmo flipped his hand and stabbed forward like a dragon emerging from water. With a turn of his wrist, the tip of the gun was against Gu Feirui's waist.
"It doesn't count. Lingze's coming distracted me and you took advantage of the opportunity. Let's fight again!" Gu Feirui shouted for another fight, but Zhao Chengmo picked up the silver spear, put it back on the weapon rack, and then walked towards Gu Lingze.
The sweat-soaked shirt stuck to his body, revealing his solid waist and strong, yet perfectly proportioned muscles, as if containing tremendous power.
As Gu Lingze watched, he felt the heat spreading from his ears to his face, and he couldn't help but avoid the other person's gaze.
"Are you feeling better?" Zhao Chengmo's magnetic voice sounded in his ears, and Gu Lingze couldn't help swallowing.
He suddenly remembered a line of poetry, 'She is the ideal beauty in the world, with a slender waist'. Now, thinking of Zhao Chengmo's broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, he indirectly realized the exquisiteness of the poetry.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Chengmo had already sensed the other party's gaze, and moved closer while asking.
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