AWB Chapter 342 Cold Night, Poisoned Wine, Severing Ties.
Chapter 342 Cold Night, Poisoned Wine, Severing Ties.
To Yun Mengwu's surprise, Zhang Xiaoyu returned in the evening.
Looking at the familiar courtyard, Zhang Xiaoyu thought of the hot meals and people waiting for her when she returned home.
Thinking of those passionate nights, my feelings are a bit complicated.
Although Yun Mengwu didn't know if Zhang Xiaoyu would come back, she still prepared a table full of food for him.
When Yun Mengwu saw Zhang Xiaoyu return, she couldn't hide her smile.
"I thought the Holy Son wouldn't come back."
Zhang Xiaoyu smiled and pulled Yun Mengwu into her arms. "This is my home. How could I not come back?"
"You haven't been eating properly these past few days, have some food to fill your stomach first."
The cannibalistic old demon in Zhang Xiaoyu's mind communicated with her mentally, saying, "This food is poisonous. It's a muscle-weakening powder from the Hehuan Sect. After eating it, you'll feel weak all over and won't be able to mobilize your internal energy."
"how do you know?"
"The information that the five senses can acquire can also be explored by the mind."
These are all signature poisons of the Hehuan Sect, and the Hehuan Sect's young women always carry them with them.
"Hey, there's an antidote in the wine. Eat a bite of food and a sip of wine, and you won't get poisoned."
What exactly is this woman trying to do?
Zhang Xiaoyu poured herself a bowl of wine without making a sound.
He ate some food and drank some wine.
"You told me not to participate in the Blood Demon Trial, but I still went."
A man's ambition lies in all corners of the world; I cannot remain a lowly disciple of the Blood Demon Sect forever.
Yun Mengwu kissed Zhang Xiaoyu on the cheek.
"Knowing you're ambitious and that you're back alive is enough; nothing else matters."
Yun Mengwu snuggled in Zhang Xiaoyu's arms and said sweetly, "Honey, I've missed you so much since we haven't seen each other for so many days. I want you."
Zhang Xiaoyu picked up Yun Mengwu and walked towards the bedroom.
He didn't forget to tell the cannibalistic old demon, "Master, please excuse me for a moment."
"This is a poisonous snake. Young man, you'd better be careful."
Creak, creak, the bedroom was filled with the sounds of passion, and even the floor seemed to be struggling to keep up.
Half an hour later, Zhang Xiaoyu, with her clothes open, carried Yun Mengwu back to the living room.
Yun Mengwu broke free from his embrace. "It's a bit cold tonight, and the wine and food are cold. I'll go heat them up for you."
After a while, hot food and drinks were served on the table.
The cannibalistic old demon in Zhang Xiaoyu's mind said, "This time, the wine and food have been poisoned. If she was hesitant when you first came back, she is now determined to kill you."
"Hey kid, are you impotent in that area? Didn't satisfy her and got a grudge? Haha."
Zhang Xiaoyu ignored the cannibalistic old demon and poured herself a glass of wine.
He picked up the wine bowl, then seemed to remember something and put it down again.
He said to Yun Mengwu, "Mengwu, go to the kitchen and get me a cucumber."
"Knowing you love to eat fresh, crisp cucumbers, I prepared them for you a long time ago."
After Yun Mengwu left, Zhang Xiaoyu took the opportunity to pour the wine out the window.
When Yun Mengwu entered, Zhang Xiaoyu took the wine glass from her lips and placed it on the table.
"The wine is good, very sweet."
When Yun Mengwu saw Zhang Xiaoyu drink the poisoned wine, her hand trembled almost imperceptibly.
Yun Mengwu handed the cucumber to Zhang Xiaoyu.
With a crunch, Zhang Xiaoyu took a bite of cucumber and chewed slowly.
"The cucumber is also good, it's very moist."
"As long as you like it."
Zhang Xiaoyu ate for a while, then her arm went limp and she put down her chopsticks.
"Mengwu, what's wrong? I have no strength left."
"Giggle, giggle," Yun Mengwu reached out and hooked Zhang Xiaoyu's chin with her finger, letting out a burst of coquettish laughter, "Weren't you very strong just now?"
"Why do I have no strength now?"
"You poisoned me?"
“Our Holy Son, why did it take you so long to realize? You shouldn’t have come back.”
"What do you mean?"
"I brought you back from the Sword Sect so that I could use you as a furnace for my cultivation. Only by killing you can I achieve perfect cultivation."
"Mengwu, are you kidding me?"
Slap! Slap! Yun Mengwu slapped Zhang Xiaoyu twice, causing blood to trickle from the corner of Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth.
Do you think I'm joking with you?
"I thought that once you became the Blood Demon Saint, I would never have another chance to kill you. I never expected you to be so stupid as to deliver yourself to my doorstep."
Yun Mengwu sat in Zhang Xiaoyu's lap and asked with a smile, "Silly boy, do you like me a lot? Are you particularly infatuated with my body?"
Zhang Xiaoyu didn't say anything.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes."
Yun Mengwu pulled out a dagger and brandished it back and forth on Zhang Xiaoyu's chest.
"I really can't bear to kill you."
I really regret choosing you as my furnace.
If we're just pretending to be husband and wife, I definitely won't kill you. The Blood Demon Saint Son has a noble status, and I can use your power to obtain more cultivation resources.
Unfortunately, you are my vessel, and I must kill you.
"If you kill me, aren't you afraid of the Blood Demon Sect's revenge?"
Yun Mengwu took the cold dagger and patted Zhang Xiaoyu's face. "What are you thinking about?"
He was killed by his own woman on his very first day as the Blood Demon's Holy Son. Who would care about such a Holy Son?
There might be spies from the Blood Demon around the courtyard.
"We've been husband and wife for so long, how could you bear to kill me?"
"Haha," Yun Mengwu laughed, her laughter tinged with sarcasm, and she pinched Zhang Xiaoyu's cheek.
"You're so naive. I've met plenty of men. Who do you think you are?"
But don't worry, you are my vessel, and in my heart you will always be the most important one.
After Yun Mengwu finished speaking, she raised her dagger and was about to stab Zhang Xiaoyu in the heart.
Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly asked, "Am I your last man?"
"What do you think?" Yun Mengwu retorted, then plunged the sword into Zhang Xiaoyu's chest.
puff.
Zhang Xiaoyu said coldly, "I think I am."
It turned out that Zhang Xiaoyu snatched Yun Mengwu's dagger in an instant and stabbed it into Yun Mengwu's chest.
Zhang Xiaoyu said, "Is there any unfulfilled wish? Considering you saved me, I will definitely help you fulfill it if I can."
Yun Mengwu said in a weak voice, "As expected of the Blood Demon Saint Son, as expected of the man I have chosen."
"After I die, you must help me kill my sister, Yun Mengyao. I don't want her to see me make a fool of myself."
"I promise you."
With a soft thud, Zhang Xiaoyu hugged Yun Mengwu tightly and pushed the dagger in her hand forward again.
Blood trickled from the corner of Yun Mengwu's mouth, and her eyes became unfocused.
She asked vaguely, "Did you...did you ever love me?"
Before Zhang Xiaoyu could answer, Yun Mengwu had already stopped breathing.
Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled self-deprecatingly; he didn't even know if he had ever loved Yun Mengwu.
He carried Yun Mengwu back to the bedroom, gently placed her on the bed, and then wiped her eyelids to make her close her eyes.
After doing all this, Zhang Xiaoyu set fire to the entire courtyard, burning it down along with Yun Mengwu.
Zhang Xiaoyu took a sip of wine, threw the wine jug into the sea of fire, and walked towards the Blood Demon Sect without looking back.
From then on, there was nothing left in the entire demonic path that he could care about.
The Blood Demon Ancestor in his mind said, "Young man, you are destined for great things!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyu thought of his brother Lin Feng. In terms of success, his brother was better than him. At least he wasn't controlled by others. He guessed that Lin Feng was probably already a general in the county town.