Luoying Luoshuang immediately understood what Zhiruo meant, and each took an antidote pill and put it away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Luo Ying said softly: "Just be prepared, master, you are tired of shopping today, have a good rest, don't worry, Shuang'er and I will take turns to be on duty at night." ”

Even if there is no thief who follows them in the afternoon and the Tianyao Gate comes out, the two sisters take turns to sleep, how can they sit back and relax when they go out, the uncle and the second master want them to follow the master out of the house, but they don't follow to play.

Of course, we need to be more vigilant tonight. Luo Ying was extremely wary of the so-called saint who really looked like a fairy, perhaps because she had heard too many bad deeds about the Miao people in General Wu's mansion in those years, or maybe because what she was most afraid of and hated the most when she was a child was the goddesses and fairy girls who danced the great gods in Shili and Eight Villages, and her best friend Xiao Cui was framed by a fairy girl for evil and poured a dog's blood, and then died of a high fever that night, when Xiao Cui was less than seven years old.

If you know Luoying's thoughts, you will definitely laugh until you smoke, the saint, the core and iconic existence of a sect, in the eyes of her family Luoying, is so low that it is on a par with the goddess who pretends to be a ghost in the countryside.

It's a pity that Luo Ying doesn't want Zhiruo to worry about it and affect her sleep, so naturally she won't discuss with her whether the saint is as bad and hateful as the goddess and the fairy girl.

Zhiruo nodded, and the frost waited to take off the crown of her hair and spread her hair before lying down, she has always attached great importance to sleep. As for the fact that the Luoying sisters take turns to be on duty at night, she did not intervene, first, this is in ancient times, there are ancient social rules, and it is not a good thing to break them easily, what the Luoying sisters do is their duty as personal guards. Second, even if she said it, it was useless, and Luo Ying and the others were very stubborn in this regard.

With the Luoying sisters there, Zhiruo really didn't have anything to worry about, and soon fell asleep until he was woken up by a loud noise. Lifting the dark bed net, she faced the guilty frost: "Master, have you been woken up?" she was anxious to extinguish the poisonous spider, and accidentally bumped into the porcelain vase on the countertop.

Without the cover of the bed net, Zhiruo realized that the room was brightly lit, and was about to speak, only to see Luo Ying raise his eyebrows, throw a toothpick in his right hand, and nail a poisonous scorpion with a bright green light on his back that was crawling towards the bed.

Knowing this, the drowsiness suddenly disappeared: "Really did it?" Tianyaomen is really so cautious? Is it the black-clothed man's unauthorized revenge? Or is it the saint's assertion?

"Well," Luo Ying nodded, a fierce look in her eyes: "It must be them." "The people who are best at playing with these poisons are the Miao people, they have just arrived, except for not giving up this set of upper rooms to the Holy Maiden of Tianyaomen, they have not come into contact with other Miao people, let alone offended.

"Master, rest assured, it's still early," Luo Ying glanced at the room again, especially around the bed, and persuaded, "There should be no poison, the medicine line is very powerful, and even poison can be removed." She noticed that when she lit the candle, there were several poisons under the window and under the door struggling in pain, apparently touching the poison thread and contaminating the potion on the thread.

Luoshuang also said: "Yes, master, you quickly put down the tent and continue to sleep, you have never been used to staying up late, unlike us." "Just in case, the candle flame can't be extinguished tonight, but fortunately, the tent is dark, and when you put it down, you can block most of the light.

"Well, you guys be careful," Zhiruo knew that they could handle it by looking at the looks of Luo Ying, and she didn't sleep but made them worry.

No, just when Zhiruo let go of his hand and put down the bed tent, Luo Ying's face suddenly changed, grabbed a rag on the table and pulled the thread next to the window, and the entire line array under the previous cloth was scattered into a ball and wrapped in the rag. She stood on one side of the curtain and lifted a corner to look out carefully, and sure enough, she saw that there were shadows under the courtyard wall, and the smell of tea seed oil she suddenly felt just now was stronger. Immediately afterward, she saw a fire on the corner of the building's front.

"Someone set the fire, master get up quickly," Luo Ying urged eagerly, "Luo Shuang took the baggage, we jumped down from the window and went around to the backyard," their carriage stopped in the backyard.

Knowing that a spirit jumped up, he quickly put on the clothes that had been prepared at the end of the bed, tied his hair back into a high ponytail, and fixed it with a jade crown. Therefore, it is convenient for men's clothing to go out.

In the short time that Zhiruo was quickly dressed, Luoshuang also quickly tied two large packages to his body, Zhiruo frowned and asked, "Don't you shout?" This building is full of people, and at this time, it is the third watch in the middle of the night, and the consequences are unimaginable. But Luo Ying didn't shout, there must be a reason.

Sure enough, Luo Ying replied: "There are many people below who have surrounded this inn, there should be bows and arrows, we should be careful when we jump, try not to move, fortunately, they don't seem to be paying attention to our direction." She had a feeling that those people were coming for the lord in the suite to the west?

Knowing that the martial arts of the three of them are all extraordinary, lifting a corner of the curtain like three fallen leaves falling silently one after another, plus there are very few people in the west of the people surrounding the inn, and after the fire in front is lit, all the attention is focused on the front, and no one notices the movement of the west suite on the second floor at all.

Luohuang followed Zhiruo under a big tree, basically under the courtyard wall, and there was a lush canopy blocking it, and it was difficult for the people in ambush on the courtyard wall to notice, especially there were not many people in ambush on the west side.

Luo Ying patrolled around the root of the wall, and saw that the ambush people were mainly concentrated in front, and there were also ambushes at the two side gates, and they were all holding bows and arrows, and snorted secretly: Really ruthless, the first step of the fire attack, and the arrow array waiting, except for the Tianyao Gate, who else in this inn needs such a big formation to wait? They are really unlucky today, and they can be implicated if they live in an inn.

By this time the fire was already burning and she heard screams.

Suddenly, Luo Ying was excited, took out a silk scarf from his sleeve pocket to cover his face and tie it, covering his mouth and nose. These people actually added a delicacy to the oil oil, but fortunately, she was far away, and she didn't need to take the antidote pill for the time being.

Quickly returning to the place where the two of them were hiding, Luo Ying saw that they were also covered with silk scarves, and then he was relieved: "Master, let's go to the backyard and hide in the carriage first, it is estimated that there will be a chaotic battle in a while." At this time, the building was already crying wolves and shouting "water is gone", "fire fighting", "help".

Zhiruo touched the rainstorm pear blossom needle bracelet on his hand, nodded and said, "Be careful." "The sect fight is not something that the three of them can intervene casually, and it is not worth it for the sake of the saint and the man in black in the afternoon, they have just dealt with a bunch of poisons. It's just that he took pity on the innocent guests in the inn, and there was a trace of struggle in Zhiruo's eyes. (To be continued.) )