Chapter 137: Drunken Trouble

This expression was also too irrelevant, and Qiu Na felt a little bored.

"Didn't the prince keep saying that after arresting Cheng Gongzi, he would go to Yun Shu to apologize? I don't want you to die, so I let him go. Qiu Na said.

"So, you made up your little words?" the Falcon King laughed.

"You don't believe me?"

The Falcon King smiled and shook his head, "If you want to say that you are his illegitimate son, maybe I will still believe it." ”

"But I do know some things that the prince doesn't know," Qiu Na kept rolling on the ground, finding the most comfortable position, "Cheng Gongzi has been released, and now he doesn't know where to go, for these things, the prince will let me go, right?"

"No, it won't. ”

Qiu Na lay down on the ground in frustration: "So direct...... It's good, it's better than lying to me. ”

"Someone has been able to fool you?" said the Falcon King, amused.

Qiu Na didn't want to mention that he had credulously believed Jun Feng, so he sat up again: "I don't want the prince to die yet." ”

"Why?"

Qiu Na stopped talking.

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Orchid Garden.

Jun He has been absent-minded and listless since he came back from Fengnan Courtyard, Hong Zhiyan saw it in his eyes, and only thought that she was sad for Jun Wu, so she went too.

He walked around Junhe's room by himself, and finally sat down in front of the mirror, patiently waiting for Junhe's mood to improve.

What kind of people are really sympathetic, blood is this thing...... Hmph! A trace of disdain flashed in Hong Zhiyan's warm eyes, and then he felt a little helpless.

"This wooden hairpin, I remember Junfeng also has one. Hong Zhiyan picked up the small-leaf rosewood hairpin on the case, "You two asked for it from Jun Wu." ”

"I don't wear it anymore. Jun He replied to him, "The pigeon's blood red cherry blossoms, Prince Hua and Bai Youzi wear their own merits, I am the same as Jun Feng, it is simply my Dong Shi Xiaofeng." ”

"Really?" Hong Zhiyan was funny, he didn't think that Jun He was much worse than Jun Feng, but one of the two was Zhu Ying, gorgeous and moving. One is the hollow valley Youlan, who never gets tired of looking at it, and doesn't understand why she always feels that she is inferior to others.

Jun He turned his head to look at him again, and pulled out his original hosta. Replaced with this wooden hairpin.

"Only you can fight with him, don't embarrass me. She instructed.

Hong Zhiyan was amused, but he still nodded cooperatively, while playing with the things on Junhe's dresser a little boringly, and finally picked up a very simple box made of folded paper. Take a pill out of it.

Putting it under his nose and sniffing, Hong Zhiyan raised his head: "This is the Huagong Scatter in Jun Wu?"

Jun He nodded.

Hong Zhiyan sniffed carefully again and stopped talking.

Jun He knew that he was thinking about things again, he had been a little tired recently, he lost to the Eagle Falcon King in the matter of Mingjie, and the death of Bai Youzi lost to Hong Zhiyan, she felt that she needed to give herself a balance earlier.

"Any questions?" she asked.

"This Huagong powder has been processed, and it seems to be from my uncle's handwriting. Hong Zhiyan said.

Jun He didn't answer, the uncle in Hong Zhiyan's mouth was naturally Mr. Hong Ruoting.

"Please move my uncle. The status should not be low. Hong Zhiyan said.

"Last time Jun Feng was poisoned, you can also ask Mr. Hong. Jun He deliberately turned his mind to other places.

"Xuanyou is not an ordinary poison, and almost no one can solve it except him, so of course he has to accept it. ”

"It's not all over the streets. ”

Hong Zhiyan squinted his eyes and smiled.

"This Huagong San has been re-refined on the original basis, and a few flavors of medicine have been added. Ordinary Huagong San can completely dissolve people's internal strength, but this is to dissolve people's internal strength, which seems to have been melted away, but in fact, it is still there, and there is an antidote to make the internal power come back. Hong Zhiyan said to look at Jun He, a little helpless. "So happy, because Junwu still has a chance to go out and do nonsense?"

Jun He was stunned for a moment, knowing that Hong Zhiyan had misunderstood what she meant, but he couldn't defend it. She was just happy, and the Eagle Falcon King really hadn't lost his heart enough to completely control Jun Wu.

He said he didn't want Junwu to go to war. Then if the world is peaceful later, by the way, let Jun Wu grind his mind, he will hand over the antidote.

"You know who ordered it, right?" asked Hong Zhiyan.

Jun He did not answer.

It seems that everyone has been smarter than themselves lately.

"If you can please move my uncle, so that Jun Wu's internal strength is not really completely gone, and this transformation of the gong has also minimized the danger to the body. You should be able to guess who it is, you say you don't know, but maybe you already knew. ”

"It's someone else's business, and we can't take care of it. Jun He said.

Hong Zhiyan frowned slightly, and hesitated: "This is also your family's business." ”

Jun He didn't know how to answer, turned his head to stare at himself in the mirror, and he didn't look like the Eagle Falcon King at all.

She suddenly felt that she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

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Lan Xueqian was called out of the mighty general's mansion by the monkey.

Monkey's nickname on the outside is Monkey, just because he is very thin, and he happens to be surnamed Hou, and he is not a small person in the Qing Gang, so he went to the Mighty General's Mansion and was not driven out as a subordinate at all.

"What's wrong?" Lan Xueqian wondered in her heart, she was quite familiar with the monkey, but the monkey had never come to her.

"Actually......" The monkey was a little hesitant, the so-called authorities were obsessed with bystanders, he had long seen Lan Xueqian's feelings for his grandfather, he felt that he was also helping Lan Xueqian have more opportunities, but he was afraid that she would be sad, "Miss Su Qing of the Splendid Pavilion dumped our master, and the master bought drunk in the Drunken Immortal Building, I am afraid that he will drink something again, Miss Lan, go and take a look." ”

As long as it is about Junwu, Lan Xueqian is very concerned, and when she hears about it, she immediately agrees to it.

At the same time, I still feel a little sad in my heart.

The man she liked, for another woman, was still a woman in a green house, and he was drunk.

The monkey sighed softly on the side, and Miss Lan was really sad.

When the two of them rushed to the Drunken Immortal Tower, the monkey's worst fear happened.

It's not terrible to get drunk from alcohol, at most it's unsteady pace, vomiting some stomach contents, and having a headache for a few days.

But if you provoke others with drunkenness, it will be very troublesome.

The monkey has been with Jun Wu for a long time, and he knows that Jun Wu is drunk and does not cover his mouth, and he provokes trouble everywhere, at that time he was the hall master of the Qing Gang, Wu Ye, naturally it is not a problem, but now he is alone, and he has no martial arts, if he starts with others, he will definitely suffer.

There are three floors in the Drunken Immortal Building, and when Lan Xueqian and the monkey arrived, all the guests on the third floor had run out, leaving only Jun Wu to confront the remaining twenty people.

"It's the Wolves. The monkey whispered in Lan Xueqian's ear, "It's just a gang that has been established by a group of gangsters for less than three years, and they still want to be on an equal footing with the Qinghong gang, our lord and the wolf gang have fought many times, last time at the door of the ancestral hall, Hong helped Long Wenjie recognize his master as a friend, they didn't dare to retaliate, this time they obviously found an excuse." ”

"It's too much of a deception. Lan Xueqian scolded softly and clenched the sword in her hand.

Because she likes Junwu, her best weapon is also a spear, but because it is too eye-catching, she has recently changed to a more popular sword. (To be continued.) )