Chapter 519 Three Flower Seal

At this moment, seeing the embarrassment of the Rakshasa mistress, Xiao Chen didn't know what she was thinking, so he stood up and said, "If it's inconvenient for you, I'll leave now."

"No, no."

The Rakshasa mistress smiled and said, "It's fine if you want to stay, Mr. Xiao, but there has been some unrest in Dingfeng City in recent days. But you don't have to worry about these, just stay here and heal the wounds of the Weiyang Palace Master."

"In that case, thank you for your help." Xiao Chen bowed to her.

The Rakshasa mistress smiled lightly, "Mr. Xiao is too polite. You and I have known each other for a long time, so there is no need to be so unfamiliar... Come, I will take you to a quiet place. ”

The so-called quiet place is actually a unique courtyard with pavilions, bridges, bamboo forests and flower gardens. It is far away from the hustle and bustle outside and has abundant spiritual energy. It is indeed very suitable for Shen Jing to treat Hua Weiyang.

"No one can disturb you here. Mr. Xiao can rest assured to treat the wounds of Weiyang Palace Master here."

The Rakshasa hostess smiled slightly, looked outside again, and said with a smile, "Then I won't disturb you. If you need anything, just tell me." After that, she turned and walked over a small bridge.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Xiao Chen finished everything. Shen Jing treated Weiyang here, so she didn't have to worry about being hunted down by Tianmen and other sects. Some exotic herbs and elixirs were also easy to find. This couldn't be better.

But for some reason, Xiao Chen always felt that there was something strange about the Rakshasa hostess this time. When he entered the city before, he also vaguely felt a faint strange breath in the city, but he didn't care about it because he was distracted at the time. ❆

He did not rest that night, and left a layer of spiritual consciousness outside the entire courtyard. It was not that he did not trust the Luosha Mistress, but it was always a good thing to be careful.

Three days later, in a cold palace, behind the light curtain, a muffled groan suddenly came out, and the Luosha Mistress's face was pale, and her whole body was sweating like rain, and she even wet the sheets on the couch.

"Failed again..."

The Luosha Mistress raised her palm and watched a wisp of purple air in her palm gradually disappear. Since she got the first part of the "Tianzong Volume" that year, her cultivation has been advancing by leaps and bounds, but now she is stagnant in the upper mysterious realm. She is only half a step away from becoming a god, but her cultivation is blocked.

Becoming a god is not a realm, nor is it the purpose of cultivation, but if you become a god, If the transformation into a god succeeds, then the whole person will have a qualitative leap, and then he can practice all kinds of magical skills that could not be practiced before, such as the incarnation outside the body, the law of heaven and earth, etc.

If the transformation into a god fails, then there is no hope of reaching the state of cave ruins in eternal life, and he can only linger in the state of refining the void and merging with the Tao forever. Once the life span is exhausted, he will enter the reincarnation again. However, once he enters the reincarnation, his luck will be consumed for a lifetime, and it is still unknown whether he can enter the path of cultivation in the next life.

At this moment, the female leader of Luosha was sweating profusely. She knew very well in her heart that if she could not succeed in the transformation into a god again, her luck would decline layer by layer. When the transformation into a god was hopeless, she would definitely live a life worse than death.

Just the crisis in front of her was already very difficult for her If Feng Man Lou had not had a powerful ancient ban, it would have been broken by Wuji Palace and Dulong Fort. If Yi Wuji and Zong Xiaotian succeeded in becoming gods first, she would have died.

But what worries her most now is that Yi Wuji and Zong Xiaotian have already accepted that power... But she doesn't want to see that Feng Man Lou, which she built layer by layer with her own hands over the years, has been able to call the wind and rain and do everything in Dingfeng City, but in the end it has become a puppet of that power.

Even that person forced her to marry their young master and become Lu Wuxin's dual cultivation furnace. How sad and ridiculous is the ending of the dignified Luosha female owner and the dignified Feng Man Lou master.

She would rather be killed by Yi Wuji and Zong Xiaotian. Xiaotian and the other two were killed, and died cleanly, all over. At least this body will not be defiled by anyone.

"Three months left..."

On the soft couch, the Rakshasa hostess suddenly smiled sadly, then slowly took off her clothes, revealing her snow-white skin. There was a light red mark under her left shoulder, which was three strange flowers connected together.

"Everyone is afraid of me and calls me Rakshasa, but you know that the word Rakshasa is not my real name..."

The Rakshasa hostess looked at the three flower marks in the mirror, and her face became even more sad. At the end of the words, she saw her eyes fierce, and suddenly raised her right hand, her five fingers became blades, and the true energy gathered at her fingertips. With a heart, she grabbed the three flower marks under her shoulder.

With a "swish", the flesh split, blood spilt, and the three flower marks under her shoulder were actually wiped off by her.

As if she was going to endure immense pain, the already pale face of the Rakshasa hostess turned even paler. Looking at the disappeared three-flower mark, tears slowly gathered in her eyes.

For hundreds of years, everyone has only known her for her decisive and ruthless actions, but who has ever seen her shed tears in front of the mirror like tonight?

If she had not been nearly desperate, if she had not been determined to burn her boats and fall into the devil's way, how could she have erased the three-flower mark on her body that was the only proof of her bloodline...

After an unknown amount of time, the cold wind from the window blew in through the gauze curtain, gently tapping on the blood-stained back. The blood had already solidified, but the wound in her heart had increased.

"Tap... tap... tap..."

Suddenly, there were footsteps approaching outside the hall. The Rakshasa hostess quickly put on her clothes, and her face instantly returned to normal. Through the gauze curtain, she looked at the figure outside the hall that was getting closer and closer.

"Yao Ji? Didn't I say that I have been practicing in the palace these days, and you are not allowed to enter without my instructions?"

"Please forgive me, owner..."

The graceful figure outside the hall is none other than Yao Ji, who has won the heart of the Rakshasa heroine the most. She is wearing a light red dress and slowly walks in. She seems to have a lot of thoughts tonight.

"That's all, tell me, why are you so sad?"

The Rakshasa heroine sat cross-legged on the couch and spoke slowly.

Yao Ji frowned slightly. Through the gauze curtain, she could feel her chaotic aura at this time. She must have failed to transform into a spirit just now. She said, "In three months, the Lu family will be here..."

"Of course I know."

From inside the gauze curtain, the lukewarm voice of the Rakshasa heroine came out.

Yao Ji squeezed her hands tightly, bit her lips lightly, and finally took a step forward, but she lowered her head and did not dare to look inside. She only whispered, "Otherwise, I will transform my subordinate into the host." , the poster...leave Dingfeng City."

The whole hall suddenly became quiet, and a layer of frost seemed to have suddenly condensed in the air. Then the cold voice of the Rakshasa heroine sounded, "Yao Ji, you are so brave. Could it be that you want to take my place now?" ?”