"Yes...... The subordinates and the people of the Hundred Poison Palace who kidnapped the lady all the way, and they were all squinted by the poisonous smoke as soon as they arrived outside the valley, and the subordinates were the last to arrive, and they ...... They're all dead!"

Xiao Xiong and Xiao Xi were horrified, their secret guards could carry it for a while even if they were poisoned, how could they die so quickly when they encountered poisonous smoke!

Could it be that the poison of the Hundred Poison Palace is really as unparalleled in the world as rumored?

"Detoxify him!" Xiao Xiong hurriedly instructed Xiao Xi. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But the man lay on the ground and was out of breath.

"It seems that we have to invite the old master of Yan to come out of the mountain!" Xiao Xiong took a deep breath and whispered to Xiao Xi, "Send a proper talking person to Yan's Villa, don't frighten the old master Yan, and take the old master Yan over as quickly as possible, but pay attention to his old man's safety, and don't make any mistakes." ”

"Yes!"

Dou Ying was abducted by them to a small dark courtyard, the knife net faded, and as soon as she opened her mouth, a stinky rag cloth was stuffed into her mouth, her eyes were dark, and a thick musty smell shrouded her, and then she was trapped like a dumpling.

Your aunt wants to tell you that you don't have to do this, your aunt and grandmother will follow you obediently!

What the hell, it stinks!

Is this the way to treat the little fresh meat of the beauty?

When I won the favor of the palace master, I castrated you one by one! I was thrown into a carriage, listening to the sound of the wheel, and I was bumped all the way, and I almost vomited, but even if I vomited, I had to swallow it myself.

can be scolded and scolded, people don't bird you.

Dou Ying endured helplessly and patiently.

I don't know how long it took to swing, the person was carried down, and then dragged underground, only to feel that the underground was full of potholes, and she was so painful that she wanted to scold her mother.

This revenge is not a woman!

has been dragged to the point of falling apart, and she is almost suffocating to death, so she finally stopped dragging.

The rope was untied, and the stinky linen cover was removed.

Dou Ying found that it was already dark, and there were insects all around, could it be that she was out of the city?

How did they get out of town?

If he is caught, Qin Yu will definitely close the city as soon as possible, right?

"Throw it in the car. Someone said in a deep voice.

"Woo woo woo ......" Dou Ying hurriedly pointed at the stinky cloth in her mouth with her tied fingers, please, can you take this off first!

The man approached her, a cold voice staring at her.

She quickly threw a wink and told him that she was extremely willing.

"You don't call?"

She nodded vigorously, looking like a dog's leg.

"I warn you, I can take this cloth off, but if you scream, I'll cut your tongue first. With your beauty, you can be pampered without a tongue. ”

Dou Ying's eyes widened, full of tears, and she looked overly frightened.

The man was very satisfied with her expression, and ripped off the cloth in her mouth, Dou Ying quickly inhaled deeply, exhaled, and spewed out the stench.

"Drop them in the car. The man looked disgusted, and didn't bother to look at her again.

They?

Only then did Dou Ying realize that several people were curled up on the ground and tied together.

Thrown into a closed carriage, Dou Ying saw that there were five people in total.

They are all about the same age as her, fifteen or sixteen years old, and there is a chill in their hearts, this palace master of the Hundred Poisons Palace should be over half a hundred years old in his imagination, right?

I don't know if the palace master of the Hundred Poisons Palace is a man or a woman, wouldn't it be even more disgusting if it was a man?

Three of the four teenagers turned pale and frightened, and curled up together.

There is a very unique, slightly older, seemingly seventeen or eighteen years old, calmly sitting in a corner, squinting, closing his eyes to recuperate.