She hates herself so much that she didn't die ten years ago.

If she had died ten years ago, she would not know the fact that Lu Zicong fell in love with someone else today.

Her beautiful and charming face was full of ferocious twists: "Lu Zicong, I hate you! I hate you!!! Even if I die, I will hate you!!!"

As she spoke, she used her hands to perform kung fu, and inserted her fingers into the Jedi grass with both hands. Her pair of delicate palms penetrated the Jedi grass, and pinched this extremely poisonous and fragile miracle medicine in her hands.

, slowly destroyed...

Then she threw her head back and laughed like crazy:

"Hahaha, you stayed here for so long because of the Jedi Grass. The Jedi Grass is important to you, right? I destroyed it! I destroyed it!! Make you hate me as much as I hate you... Lu Zicong, haha

, Come on, hahahaha, come and kill me!!!"

A shimmering blue color quickly spread from her hands and along her arms to her whole body. Within a few moments, her laughter stopped suddenly and she fell straight down.

.

“Hexi!!!”

"Hexi..."

There were only two people present who were frightened by her.

One is Mu Haolong who loves her.

One is Yi Haomiao who dotes on her.

Lu Zicong stood there with a complicated expression, looking at Yi Hexi who was holding him in Mu Haolong's arms and breathing weakly.

She obviously has so much, but she doesn't know how to cherish it. Now it's her own fault, and she may even lose her life in it.

Why bother?

If people are too greedy, they will have nothing.

He sighed and turned back, but left. As the Poison King, Yi Haomiao had superb medical skills. He would definitely try his best to save his sister.

When he turned around, he saw Sikong Qingying.

At this moment, Sikong Qingying's attention was not on him and Yi Hexi's hand, but on the young-faced and crane-haired old man next to him... Mu Qingyang, the master of the Tianzong Sect.

Mu Qingyang excitedly held his arm and called out: "Uncle Third..."

After Mu Qingyang stared blankly at Sikong Qingying for a while, he realized something was wrong.

This is a young man.

He looks younger than his son.

How could it be his third uncle?

Moreover, if you take a closer look, the boy in front of you is actually a woman disguised as a man.

Suddenly, Mu Qingyang became even more excited.

He unblocked the acupuncture points on Sikong Qingying's body, with eager shock and excitement on his face.

Sikong Qingying was startled by his strange expression, took a few steps back and rubbed her arm: "Who are you?"

The old man in front of me has a childish face and white hair, and sharp eyes. He doesn't seem to be mentally ill at all. Why would he call her uncle?

She looks so young? Can she be the third uncle of such an old man?

Sikong Qingying shook his head.

Mu Qingyang immediately straightened his back and said in a hoarse voice: "I am the head of the Tianzong Sect. Young Master, why don't we take a step to talk?"

At this time, Lu Zicong had already stepped forward and looked Sikong Qingying up and down. He was relieved when he saw that there were no scars on Sikong Qingying's body.

When he saw Sikong Qingying being taken away by Yi Haomiao, he was really worried.

He was very afraid that the lunatic Yi Haomiao would transfer his resentment to Sikong Qingying, and Sikong Qingying was powerless... Lu Zicong couldn't restrain himself when he thought of Sikong Qingying getting hurt.

My heart twitched.

"Divine Doctor Lu... Mu originally planned to give you the Jedi Grass, but he didn't expect... such an accident would happen. You see..."

Lu Zicong shook his head: "It seems that I am not blessed to have this Jedi grass. None of this is what Master Mu wants to happen. Let's put aside our previous grudges."

He was talking about Mu Haolong sending people to hunt him down.

He knew that it must have been Yi Hexi's instigation. Now, Yi Hexi was poisoned by Jedi grass and his life and death were unknown, so why should he care so much.

In the end, neither he nor Sikong Qingying was injured.

Mu Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief: "Doctor Lu, how about this? Our Tianzongmen will also try our best to find the Jedi Fragrance Grass, and once we find it, we will send it to you immediately."

Lu Zicong thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

Then Lu Zicong looked at Sikong Qingying: "Why are you here too?"

He previously wanted Yi Hexi to give up. He once lied and said that he chose Sikong Qingying, and even told him about the 'same interest rate'. I don't know if Sikong Qingying heard it or how much he heard.

Sikong Qingying naturally heard everything.

She was very happy in her heart, and concluded that Lu Zicong liked her, but it was just because Lu Zicong was awkward or did not dare to open his heart that he did not accept her.

There is nothing more satisfying than knowing that the person you like also likes you.

As soon as she understood Lu Zicong's intentions, her feelings for Lu Zicong became even more firm. She secretly made up her mind to let Lu Zicong admit her feelings in person, instead of being forced to do so in a situation like today.

From the conversation between Yi Hexi and Lu Zicong, it is not difficult for her to hear the complexity of their past, but it doesn't matter, she will use her sincerity to impress Lu Zicong and make Lu Zicong forget all the unpleasantness.

"It was the Poison King who brought me here." Sikong Qingying glanced at Yi Haomiao, who had long forgotten about him and was working hard to treat Yi Hexi, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Do you know Divine Doctor Lu and the young master?" Mu Qingyang's eyes lit up: "I wonder what I call the young master?"

Mu Qingyang's almost attentive attitude made Lu Zicong frown suspiciously, and he said calmly: "She is my medicine boy, her name is Sikong Qingying."

"Medicine boy???"

Mu Qingyang's expression changed, and then he shook his head: "No, it's impossible..."

"Master Mu, what's wrong with you?"

"I...can we take a moment to talk?" He stared closely at Sikong Qingying's fair little face, with complicated emotions flashing in his eyes.

Lu Zicong felt inexplicably resistant in his heart.

He didn't want Sikong Qingying to come into contact with the Tianzong Sect's leader, but Sikong Qingying had already answered: "Okay."

Because this was Mu Qingyang's second request, she could tell that Mu Qingyang's attitude towards her was unusual. Lu Zicong said that she was picked up and he didn't know her life experience, but maybe this Mu sect leader

Just know it.

"Okay." A smile appeared on Mu Qingyang's face: "Please."

After the three of them found a quiet place to sit down, Mu Qingyang solemnly asked Sikong Qingying: "Aunt Sikong... Master, I wonder who else is in your family?"

Sikong Qingying was startled for a moment: "Well... I broke my head while collecting medicine in Qianlu, and I can't even remember what happened before."

After speaking, she looked at Lu Zicong.

Lu Zicong was thoughtful and said: "I picked up Xiaoying on the street. She is an orphan."

When he said this, Lu Zicong felt a little bitter in his heart.

It was really one wrong step, one wrong step after another.

Once you tell a lie, you need to cover it up with countless lies.

I wonder how much Sikong Qingying will hate him when he thinks of the past one day in the future?

Just thinking about it made his heart hurt like being pricked by a needle.

"Orphan?" Mu Qingyang murmured to himself, his eyes a little far away, as if he was thinking about something in the past, and finally he looked back: "Mr. Sikong, please forgive Mu for making such a bold request, are you willing to go to Shoiyi Dynasty with Mu?

What?"

Go to Shoui Dynasty?

Sikong Qingying shook her head without thinking: "No, I am Doctor Lu's medicine boy. I will go wherever Doctor Lu goes."

Mu Qingyang moved his questioning eyes to Lu Zicong: "Miracle Doctor Lu?"

Lu Zicong shook his head: "Lu has something important to do recently, and so does Xiaoying, so, sorry, we can't go with you."

Mu Qingyang frowned and gritted his teeth: "To be honest, Mr. Sikong and his third uncle Mu look almost exactly the same. Mu just wants to take Mr. Sikong back to Mu's house to confirm whether he is of the blood of his third uncle.

…”

"Master Mu, do I really look like your third uncle?"

Mu Qingyang paused: "Actually, Mu only met his third uncle when he was a child and can no longer remember his appearance. However, the Mu family has a portrait of his third uncle. Mr. Sikong seems to have stepped out of the portrait.

Just like the third uncle."

Lu Zicong's heart tightened.

If Sikong Qingying is really related to the Tianzong Sect and recognizes each other, his plan may be stopped by the Tianzong Sect.

His glazed peach blossom eyes were sparkling: "Having said that, we do have important matters... Why not, Master Mu report this matter to the Mu family first, and we will make other plans after the Mu family knows
To be continued...