Chapter 115

After a while, every month, she made up her mind. If it was really as she thought, the consequences would be unimaginable. Maybe, maybe she couldn't sit idly by.

Quickly get out of bed and put on your clothes. The people outside were already waiting. At this time, they came in to wait for her to wash. After dressing her up, they left with Han Ling.

After turning a corner, led by Han Ling, she went to the flower colored room and gently knocked at the door. The people inside were sitting cross legged on the bed to meditate. Their pale cheeks were covered with fine beads of sweat, and finally couldn't help a mouthful of blood.

He looked outside the door, took his handkerchief, wiped off his blood, and changed his coat. Then he came down and opened the door.

"What's the matter with the palace leader? Why did he come in person?" Hua colored said, with a gentle face and no mistakes.

Every month, with a slight side face, told Han Ling, "stay outside and watch. Remember not to let anyone near."

Han Ling bowed his hands and took orders. Every month, he walked into the room, took off his veil and sat down at the table, motioning Hua colored to sit down. The two faced each other. Every month looked at his calm eyes and asked, "are you sure what you heard that day is really the hell gate? Or are you sure you saw the man at the hell gate?"

For the question of every month, Hua nonferrous was obviously stunned and pondered for a while. Finally, he said, "no accident, it should be the person at the hell gate." he pursed his lips, which was really true, because he ventured close to the person who overheard the dialogue at the hell gate that day. But he can't get too close, because he has an old disease. It's not easy to do it these days, otherwise he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

Every month, he stopped making a sound and knocked rhythmically with his hand on the table. He was not in a hurry. Anyway, he was telling the truth. After all, he wouldn't gamble his life.

"I got the news, and people from Beiting also sneaked in. What do you think of this?" Feng Yue said, unable to see what she was thinking, but her deep eyes still fascinated people

"The people of Beiting and our Dongting are in the same situation. Most of the purpose of mixing in should be to start from the Jianghu. How can the imperial court be at ease when the Jianghu is chaotic? Not to mention that there are Sanwang here at this Wulin conference. I think if they are really them, they will not miss this opportunity."

Every month nodded, "so who do you think killed the daughter of the leader of Lin Meng? Who wrote the things these days?"

"I don't know, but Baifang garden won't be calm."

Hua nonferrous then stopped talking. They suddenly fell into a silence, but it was not embarrassing. One was thinking and one was accompanying. If someone saw it, they would find that it was so harmonious.

There are five days left for the Wulin conference. I don't know what will happen these days, but she always feels some ominous omens. It seems that something is going to happen

Every month, when she looked at the colored flowers, she found that his face seemed a little white, but maybe he had made it on purpose, so she didn't care too much. "Don't go out if you have nothing to do these days. It's safer to stay in the garden than outside." then she got up and left. Colored flowers nodded. After the door was closed for a while, she suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and covered her chest, Bursts of cold sweat kept dripping.

After a while, when the heart gouging pain and impatience subsided, he was unable to limp down. He slowly went to the bedside and took out a medicine bottle under his pillow. Although this medicine is a little useful for his old disease, it is not good to eat too much. His old disease has been caused by this double cultivation technique for several years, but it has not been eradicated, This time, he was embarrassed because of the recurrence of the old disease.

He poured out a brown pill, swallowed it, crossed his legs and slowly adjusted his breath. After a long time, he opened his eyes and vomited a turbid breath. When he looked again, there was killing and hatred in his eyes.

"Holy old man..."

Hua youse did not hide the hatred and killing in that tone, because it was his sworn enemy who owed him the blood of 313 people. Sooner or later, he would get it back from him.

Close your eyes, a pair of red eyes are covered, but still can't cover up his Xiaosha breath. In your mind, there is a river of blood, broken bodies everywhere, all his familiar relatives, even his little sister who was just born before the full moon

Every month took Han Ling back to the room and sat in front of the case for a long time. She considered everything possible and impossible, but she found that she seemed unable to change anything except herself, because someone came to report just now. The two sects had a war because of discord, but it didn't matter if Lin Pengfei stopped them.

She thought quietly, and the green veins on her forehead showed her irritability.

Call——

She leaned back in the soft chair, vomited her depression, turned her mind away and didn't think about it anymore, otherwise she thought she might be bored to death. In order to make her little head less tired, a lazy person like her would never think again.

However, while she was wandering, she thought of flowers and colors. There seemed to be something wrong. She remembered that when she entered the room, there seemed to be a faint smell. She was very familiar with her killer career for many years. Yes, it was bloody, very light, but she smelled it keenly.

In retrospect, the colored flowers at that time seemed calm, but it seemed a little abnormal! Of course, that was her feeling, but she saw the sweat seeping from his forehead. It was just that she was focused on that matter and didn't care much. Now she remembered it, of course she would pay attention.

According to his appearance, he should have been hurt! If she was ill, it was impossible. Thinking so, she also got up and went to her wardrobe, took out a large box of medicine, turned it over, and finally took out a delicate small bottle.

"Cold spirit -"

Han Ling, who was looking at the martial arts secret collection, raised his eyes and looked over, "palace master?"

"Take this to the flower. He should use it."

Then he threw it away every month. Han Ling easily caught it and looked down, "condensed incense pill? Palace master, this medicine is very precious! Do you want to give it to him?"

Every month when she returned to the case, she glanced at her, "of course, what else can I give you? Go, go -" she waved her hand impatiently and motioned Han Ling to go out.

I can't. who calls someone the palace master! Han Ling also had to put down his secret collection, pouted and went out. He came all the way to huacolored's door and knocked. In a moment, colored dragged his tired body to open the door.

She was stunned. She just wanted to ask why she came to this matter, but Han Ling said, "promise, I gave it to you by my palace master." then she threw the bottle over and finally added: "this thing is precious, don't live up to my palace master's intentions!" then she walked away without looking back, leaving Hua colored and then the bottle of pills.

Looking down, it was Ningxiang pill