Seeing this, Hu Xuan stepped forward and asked with pretended concern: "What's wrong with the lord? But you drank too much? The concubine helped you go over and lie down for a while." As she spoke, she beckoned, and the palace people next to her immediately stepped forward and helped Su Gu, who was so dizzy with medicine, to help him up and send him into the palace.

Outside the dormitory, the Taoist chief walked in in a Taoist robe, Hu Xuan greeted him with a smile, he looked at the dormitory, and asked in a deep voice, "How is it?"

Hu Xuan said with a smile: "The pot of wine has been drunk, and your bottle of medicine has been fed, everything is ready." ”

The Taoist replied softly and turned to leave.

Behind him, Hu Xuan called the palace people and explained in a low voice, and the palace people left immediately, went to the imperial study, and sent a message to Lieyun.

In the dormitory, under the poison of the finger twist, Su Gurou lay on the bed bonelessly, her eyes were pink, and she closed her eyes, only to feel that her whole body was very hot, as if there were thousands of insects gnawing on her body, and it was itching terribly.

Outside the palace, the Taoist chief left all the way, passed through the rockery and flowing water, and returned to his alchemy room, at the door were two palace people guarding the town, who immediately bowed their heads and saluted when they saw him, and when they entered the house, he turned around and closed the door.

There was no light in the gloomy room, and as he entered, a blood-colored streamer flew out of his body, fell to the ground, and condensed into a blood beast, the blood beast's scarlet eyes stared at him, and the evil voice asked strangely: "Why didn't you kill her? Has Your Highness forgotten the revenge of killing your father back then? If it weren't for her, why would Your Highness be so incognito and steal his life?"

In the bronze mirror, the Taoist chief walked over, looked at the unfamiliar skin in the mirror, stretched out his hand, grabbed his cheek with his rough palm, and ripped off a human skin from his face, revealing his true face.

Staring in the mirror, Yun Zheng's handsome face was full of condensed resentment, and said, "Kill her?" ”

The blood beast suddenly said excitedly, "That's why you want to humiliate her by Lieyun's hand, right?" Speaking of this, it remembered something, and said, "However, if Su Gu doesn't admit it after Lieyun succeeds, and still doesn't want to marry him, he can't help her." ”

Yun Zheng said sarcastically: "What's more, if Lie Yun really succeeds, how can Su Gu marry him, not only will she not marry, but she will be furious, even if she destroys the wolf clan, the heavenly realm will never dare to complain." ”

The blood beast said puzzledly: "However, in this way, we will lose the Blazing Cloud. ”

"Lost?" Yun Zheng said sarcastically, "It's just a chess piece, as long as it can achieve its goal, even if it destroys the entire demon world, why be afraid." ”

For him, even if he subverted the Three Realms, what did it matter, the Heavenly Clan owed him, Su Gu owed him, and Fan Yan owed him, even if he lost his life, it would be difficult to extinguish the resentment in his heart.

He is more and more unable to see this so-called peace and prosperity, he is like a lost dog from the noble palace of the East Court overnight, his misfortune is all due to them, he cannot be happy, why are they happy?

He thought like this, his body was rolled up with demonic energy, and the blood beast looked at the power rolled up on his body, and there was a fear in his heart, these three hundred years of hiding in exchange for not only the maturity and viciousness of his heart, but also his growing strength.

Today's Yun Zheng is no longer the Yun Zheng of the past.

At the same time, in the dormitory of the Spring Breeze Pool, I learned that Su Gu had been poisoned, Lieyun came in a hurry with the palace people, and came to the dormitory, but saw that on the soft tent incense couch, Su Gu's black robe was slightly spread out, and the beautiful cheeks were intoxicating crimson, and the thin lips were crimson and affectionate, lying on the bed like a lazy kitten, like a blooming flower, let you pick it.

(Markor Literature-)