The golden needle in Master Chengguan's hand shot towards Mo Wen's hand, and half of the golden needle was nailed into the back of Mo Wen's hand. ..
Mo Wen wanted to break through the acupoints, but as soon as he exerted his power, the poison that he had suppressed in his blood began to gather in his heart meridian again, which made Mo Wen give up this plan immediately.
Master Chengguan shot several more golden needles at Mo Wen's hand, intending to knock the copper bell out of Mo Wen's hand.
This time, Mo Wen turned his body to avoid the golden needle, looked at Master Chengguan and said, "Stupid!"
"Kill him quickly!" Imperial Master Chengguan ordered loudly.
Mo Wen retreated to a half-open window and flew out of the Buddhist hall through the window.
Everyone chased out of the temple together.
When National Master Chengguan came out of the Buddhist hall, he saw Gu Xinglang, who should have lost all his five senses. He was sitting on a recliner with his hands on his head. National Master Chengguan was immediately stunned. Why did Gu Xinglang hold his head and cover his ears when he couldn't hear any sound?
Gu Xinglang, who had lost all his senses, was now in darkness, but the tinkling sound of the wind chimes continued to reach his ears. He had shaken a string of wind chimes with his own hands not long ago, and the sound was crisp and pleasant. Why did the tinkling sound of the wind chimes give him a splitting headache now? Gu Xinglang fell asleep on the recliner with his head in his arms, looking extremely painful.
"Prince consort?" Imperial Master Chengguan ran to the recliner and shouted loudly to Gu Xinglang.
Gu Xinglang just held his head and groaned, completely unaware of Master Chengguan's calls.
Master Chengguan looked at Mo Wen who was being besieged by the crowd. Mo Wen had a small copper bell tied with a red rope between his right fingers. Amid the fighting and shouting, even Master Chengguan could not hear the sound of the small copper bell unless he held his breath and listened carefully.
"ah--!"
Gu Xinglang held his head and screamed.
"Don't be distracted!" National Master Chengguan ordered the warriors.
Mo Wen hadn't been as embarrassed as he was today for many years, but he had to face this disaster. If he didn't let Cheng Guan do it, even if he avoided Gu Xinglang and left with Feng Lin, he would not be able to get peace when he returned to the Eternal Life Temple. Moreover, looking at Gu Xinglang who was sleeping on the recliner and screaming with his head in his hands, Mo Wen had a smile on his face. Cheng Guan underestimated him.
National Master Chengguan held a golden needle between his fingers. If sealing the five senses was not enough to get Gu Xinglang out of Mo Wen's control, then this young man, National Master Chengguan clenched his teeth. Gu Xinglang could not be kept.
"Chengguan," Mo Wen said to Master Chengguan at this time, "Do you want to kill Gu Xinglang?"
The golden needle between his fingers was pointing at Gu Xinglang's throat. Chengguan's right hand was trembling. Thinking of Princess Linglong, the Imperial Master couldn't bring himself to do this.
"Waste!" Mo Wen cursed Cheng Guan.
National Master Chengguan simply snapped his fingers and shot the golden needle in his hand towards Mo Wen. Killing Mo Wen might be the life of the young man Gu Xinglang.
Amid the sound of fierce fighting, Gu Xinglang slowly opened his tightly closed eyes. There was no trace of human rationality or emotion in his bloodshot eyes.
Master Fenglin watched Gu Xinglang, who should not be able to stand, stand up from the recliner and walk towards the warriors who were besieging his master. Master Fenglin didn't know what happened to Gu Xinglang, but he could see that Gu Xinglang should be a weapon in his master's hand at this moment.
A master from the Imperial Palace who was concentrating on Mo Wen felt a pain in his chest. He looked down and saw an extra hand on his chest.
Gu Xinglang pulled his hand back and clenched it. The still beating heart in his palm turned into a pile of minced meat.
The lifeless body fell to the ground, eyes wide open, dying with its eyes open.
Imperial Master Chengguan took one look at the corpse of the Imperial Palace master, then looked at Gu Xinglang standing in front of him, and ordered, "Kill!"
Mo Wen gently shook the copper bell hooked between his fingers, his expression visibly relaxed, and said to Master Chengguan: "Let me show you why he is Pojun."
Po Jun is a talented general and a man of troubled times.
One mutilated corpse after another fell to the ground. Master Chengguan's face was splattered with blood and his eyes were filled with fear. He had never seen a person take another's life so easily. Gu Xinglang's hands could easily break swords and knives, and a life would be lost in the blink of an eye.
"I thought he was also a failure," Mo Wen whispered to Master Chengguan, "In order to avoid being criticized by the world, I wanted to execute Gu Xinglang before, but now it seems that if Gu Xinglang is not dead, the world should fall into my hands."
Mo Wen remembered clearly the bodies of those young men who were the same age as Gu Xinglang but had died tragically in great pain. However, when he looked at Gu Xinglang, Mo Wen still smiled, and his smile was still compassionate. Life is only a few years, so eternal life has never been a gift, but a deed against heaven.
National Master Chengguan attacked Mo Wen's chest, which was already stained with blood, with his palm.
Mo Wen stood there motionless, and Cheng Guan looked like a dead man in his eyes.
Master Chengguan's palm failed to hit Mo Wen, and he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. The master lowered his head and saw a hole in his lower abdomen.
Mo Wen raised his hand and touched Gu Xinglang's face. It was still clean and fresh, without a single drop of blood splashed on it. "When you grow up a little bit," Mo Wen whispered to Gu Xinglang who was standing still in front of him, "I will come and take you away."
Gu Xinglang opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at Mo Wen blankly.
Mo Wen's hand stroked Gu Xinglang's eyes, then he withdrew his hand, turned around and walked in front of Master Fenglin.
"Master, Master?" Young Master Fenglin's voice was filled with tears.
"Don't be afraid." Mo Wen led Master Fenglin to the courtyard wall and whispered, "Master will take you back to the temple."
The sound of the copper bell gradually disappeared, and the blood color in Gu Xinglang's eyes slowly faded away. He collapsed in front of Master Chengguan as if all the bones in his body had been pulled out.
Master Chengguan reached out and grabbed Gu Xinglang's throat. He couldn't let this young man live in this world anymore.
When Gu Xingnuo rushed into the Buddhist temple courtyard, the first thing he saw was this scene, "No!" Gu Xingnuo shouted, rushed to his brother, and pushed Master Chengguan away.
Five dark purple fingerprints were left on Gu Xinglang's throat like branded images.
"Xinglang?" Gu Xingnuo shook his brother's body.
Master Chengguan fell to the ground, holding his wound with one hand, and said to Gu Xingnuo in a cold voice: "Everyone here was killed by your brother!"
Gu Xingnuo had just breathed a sigh of relief after trying Gu Xinglang's breath, but when he heard what Master Chengguan said, his heart was in his throat again. Looking at the corpses around him, Gu Xingnuo shook his head. His brother never killed innocent people, so these people could not have been killed by his brother.
"He is Mo Wen's medicine man!" Master Chengguan shouted at Gu Xingnuo. After saying this, Master Chengguan himself felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He said to Gu Xingnuo, "No one can save him. If you don't want him to help Mo Wen do evil in the future, Yan Ruo, kill him now!"
A note to readers
Here is the fourth update. I wonder if there will be a fifth update soon. Mei Guo doesn’t know about it yet. I feel so sad.
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