Chapter 74 Blood food.

8days ago Xuanhuan Novels 6
After confirming that there was no sign of life, the red pink bride raised her hand without hesitation and instantly summoned a faint green flame.

The flames fell to the corpse, and in a blink of an eye, the maid's body was burned to ashes.

Immediately afterwards, the red pink bride pointed out again, and a gust of wind came out flat, rolling up the ashes in front of her, whistling out, and in an instant, it scattered into the void, mixed with dust and ashes, without any trace.

Looking at the empty ground, the pink bride nodded with satisfaction.

You can't kill the other person at night, but you can do it during the day!

After dealing with the maid, she didn't even look at the food on the table. Now that she has the cultivation level, she no longer needs to rely on these mortal food to maintain her vitality.

Pull up the bead curtain and walk into the inner room.

The red pink bride took off her ragged skirt and was stained with blood stains and other dirt. Then she opened the cabinet and searched for it. She saw a red and gold-shaped skirt in the colorful clothes. She suddenly felt that it looked very similar to her original wedding dress, so she reached out to get it without hesitation.

At this moment, a strange memory came to my mind.

Spring is filled with the courtyard. I stood by the window and slowly opened a roll of bright blood-like and shiny clothes with my maid.

Aside from him, a vague-faced servant stood, chattering: ...This was brought back by the caravan from afar. I heard that it was a tribute. The owner of the royal workshop received the benefits and secretly took out such a little bit and bought them all for us. I asked the maid to say that our lady is the most suitable for the big red...

Making a double-breasted short robe and wide-sleeved shirt and a pleated skirt, just like this bright color and blood droplets. You don’t have to wear it on your body. Just gesture like this, you can reflect the person red. You have to embroider the phoenix and peony with gold and silver thread to suppress it...

...The words suddenly disappeared, and the red pink bride suddenly came to her senses, but she saw that she had already changed into a clean dress.

However, the dress I changed into was not the big red dress I chose, but the light purple narrow-sleeved short jacket, goose yellow fairy skirt, and the green brocade around my waist.

The red-pink bride frowned slightly, but then she felt that this dress seemed to be very good too?

She looked up at the bronze mirror not far away, with long loose hair, plain white face, and purple and yellow skirt that looked refreshing and neat. Compared with the big red skirt, it was a different style.

After hesitating for a moment, the pink bride shook her head slightly. She still has some serious things to do, but it is not the time to care about these things.

Let's find a suitable offering first...

Then there was Xiao Zheng, who helped the maid take action last night...

Let's meet him while the day!

As her mind moved, she quickly walked to the dressing table, opened the drawer, took out a long red gold treasure hairpin from it, tied up her long hair high, and inserted several pairs of hairpins. After she confirmed that it would not affect her movement, she turned around and walked out of the door.

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In a yard in Xiao’s house, the bamboo shadows are surging, and all the sounds are surging, reflecting on the window frame, as if dancing.

Inside the house.

On the round table of marble-carved landscape figures, two stacks of empty plates of rule-high height were piled up.

The room was filled with the smell of wine and food, and I sat by the table with a dull expression, eating the food in front of me voraciously.

Delicious food enters the stomach, and then a cup of warm wine, the fragrance of osmanthus is overflowing and it is extremely refreshing.

When the wind swayed the remaining clouds, I suddenly came to my senses.

His aura has reached the peak of the Qi training stage!

However, when he was eating just now, he saw several strange memories.

Once, he was squatting in the courtyard, a tall and burly man with a strong chest, holding a horse whip, standing on the side, talking coldly about the key points of horse stance; once, he stood in front of the window covered with bananas, copying the calligraphy with a pen, and outlining the wolf's hair with a stroke, and his strength penetrated the back of the paper; another time, he was holding a gold-patterned folding fan, wearing a brocade robe, and tied his hair with a jade ring. He was dressed in a graceful manner, holding a red fox fur, slowly walked through the snow-covered plum blossom forest, walked to a bunch of drooping branches, gently lifted a branch full of buds with a folding fan, turned his head with a smile, and said to the person behind him: 'Plum blossom snow, pear blossom moon, always missing you.Note ’I have been escorted to school by my father, and I have always been thinking about you, but I don’t know if you, the world-renowned leader, have also thought of me?

These unfamiliar memories have been longer and longer, as if they were experienced by him personally.

Yu put down his teeth and looked around. The palace lanterns in the room were still burning quietly, but the dim light only illuminated the small area.

Outside the window frame, the dim morning light shines gently.

The night has passed, but the sun is rising.

The maid who was originally serving the side was no longer visible at some point.

Yu rolled up his sleeves and was about to clean up the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, when he suddenly found that all the oil stains at the bottom of the bowl had turned into dirty blood.

Leftovers are human flesh, time-honey vegetables are human hair and skin, residual soup is human blood, and the dishes floating inside are fingers, eyeballs, etc.

And the bowl of tofu soup he had drunk halfway was stewed with human marrow.

Yu suddenly frowned. He was a ghost himself, and it was natural to swallow a living person.In his opinion, this human flesh feast was very ordinary, and there would be no disgust or disgust at all.

However, the current situation always makes him feel something is wrong.

Before he could think about these questions, someone knocked on his door.

Immediately afterwards, the maid's voice came: Young Master, the maid has brought breakfast.

Yu came to his senses and ordered: Come in.

Soon, a maid with a blue skirt walked in with a food box. She had a long face, thin eyebrows, long eyes, a small nose and a small mouth. She was not very beautiful, but she had a charming and charming girl with a beautiful and beautiful family.

Long black hair, simply braided into two braids, hanging down to the chest.

Just as he turned the screen and saw the mess on the table and the bloody and terrifying scene, the maid opened her eyes instantly and was immediately scared to take a few steps back. The food box in her hand almost fell off the spot.

Yu said lightly: Take out all the food.

When the maid heard this, she came to her senses and hurriedly said: Yes!

She calmed down and went up to take out the food and put it in the open space on the table.

Yu did not ask her to try the dishes this time, but picked up the dishes and started eating them in big mouthfuls.

Soon, he swept all the dishes away, but the power in his body did not increase at all, nor did those strange memories continue to appear.

Seeing this, Yu nodded slightly and immediately realized that only the food delivered to him could restore more strength.

but……

This is too simple!

That person's fortune cannot be so easy!

He always felt that something very dangerous had happened to him, and he had not yet noticed the problem.

There are too few clues!

Thinking of this, Yu immediately ordered: Go down first.

The maid bent her knees and said: Yes!

She quickly retreated.

Yu sat at the table, waited quietly for a while, then suddenly got up and walked out of the door.

Squeak.

When the door opened, he saw a guard standing outside. When he saw the young master coming out, he immediately bowed and said, "Young master..."

Before he finished speaking, the guard felt his throat tightening and could not make any sound. A hand that looked like steel casting grabbed his neck and dragged it into the room.

Bang!

The door of the room was closed immediately, and there was no movement around it. There was only the bamboo forest, thousands of leaves, like tides, deep and surging.

Note: Zhang Huiyan [Qing Dynasty] "Meeting with You: Falling in Flowers every year".