"Girl, turn around, if I go back and heal your princess, you must pack me some pastries to take away, hahaha. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Liu Ke grabbed another piece of mint cake and threw it into his mouth, and his voice was still disrespectful.

But for a moment, there was a deathly silence in the entire antechamber.

Beiming's originally standing body looked around and stopped, standing still in place.

Zi Koo's sitting body also turned abruptly in Liu Ke's direction, and the obvious sharpness in his eyes almost pierced people's hearts.

And Liu Ke also realized something instantly, and the smile on his face froze for a moment, and then slowly dispersed.

Zi Ko's expression became more and more violent, and the hand under his sleeve was slowly clenched into a fist, and when he saw Liu Ke's gaze avoiding his gaze, his body moved violently, and he made a heavy move, and in an instant, he had already choked Liu Ke's neck.

"Say, what are you?" Zi Koo's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he heavily suppressed Liu Ke's movements.

From beginning to end, Zi Ko never mentioned that they were treating young lady, how could they mention the word princess in their words? In just one sentence, Zikou has already discovered the clue.

The movements of his subordinates became more and more forceful, and they clasped Liu Ke's neck tightly: "Who sent you!" ”

The neck was choked, Liu Ke couldn't speak, he could only keep struggling to grab Zikou's hand, but because he didn't know martial arts, he couldn't break free. Then the hand that had been patting Zikou released and kept moving in the direction of the North Hell.

"Save ...... Save...... I...... Less ......"

The words were poured out intermittently, and Zikou's hand became more and more forceful.

The next moment, the white figure had fallen on Zikou's side in an instant, and a powerful hand grabbed Zikou's wrist.

The still hoarse voice sounded: "Let go." ”

Zi Ko only felt that his wrist was choked by an external force, but it was not the pain of being pinched, but a piercing pain, and he suddenly turned to the side with ruthless eyes to look at Beiming, and his voice was also raised high: "You guys are a group?!" ”

Bei Ming didn't say anything more, but increased the force in his hand.

Zi Ko only felt the increasingly aggravating tingling sensation in his wrist surge, and then looked back at Liu Ke's flushed face that was almost out of breath, and finally his palm churned, and he let go, and reflexively crashed into Beiming.

Beiming's reaction was very fast, and his body turned sideways, and he was already in a state of vacancy again, leaving Zikou's attack range.

I only felt that my neck was loosened, and there was no external force to restrain it, Liu Ke coughed several times in an instant, and then staggered behind Bei Ming, and his wrinkled face was no longer as disdainful as before, but full of horror, looking at the direction of Zi Ko.

The movement in the front hall, although short, was extremely loud, and in a moment, several small servants had already run into the front hall.

"Purple Girl!" A few of the little guys were very respectful, and they all stood in front of Zikou, facing the direction of Bei Ming and Liu Ke with a defensive attitude.

"What is the purpose of you?" Zikou's expression was heavy, and there was a light in his eyes, and he looked at the two of them.

"I said, I want to see your pavilion master." After a long pause, Beiming's hoarse voice sounded again, and it was still impossible to distinguish the tones of male and female.

With a sudden movement in his heart, Zikou realized that this person from the Northern Underworld did not know that the pavilion master was the princess.

The words sank, and he opened his mouth calmly: "Pavilion master, how can you see it if you want to!" ”

"You don't have any choice now! Only our young master can heal your princess! Although Liu Ke's expression was frightened, he still spoke loudly.

"Young Master Lang, long time no see." The next moment, a calm voice sounded from outside the house, and then the footsteps moved, and the inky figure had steadily entered the front hall.

He Xiao was dressed in an all-ink-colored robe, without any decoration, his eyes were cold, and he looked in the direction of the man in white.

Behind him, there was Shen Mu who came with him.

"Leave the king, don't come unharmed." The man in white stretched out his hand and gently lifted the white veil on his hat.

Suddenly, a face with a scar was revealed in front of everyone.

The scar was particularly hideous, extending from the left side of his neck to the right eyebrow bone, adding a very different style to his delicate face.

The little guys had already exited the front hall, Zikou also let go, and He Xiao's steps did not stop until he walked in front of Bei Minglang.

looked at each other, and couldn't see the look in the eyes of the two of them.

He Xiao's brows moved slightly, and finally opened his mouth: "Save people." ”

…………

On the stairs, Du Weiwei was still lying calmly on the bed, his long black eyelashes did not tremble at all, and his pale lips had a slightly upturned arc, quiet and beautiful like a picture scroll.

The door was pushed open, and two figures, one black and one white, had already walked in.

Bei Minglang's hat had already been removed, and surprisingly, it was a short-haired man.

With a pair of silk gloves on his hands, Bei Minglang walked to the side of the low bed, his eyes were fixed, and he looked at Du Weiwei, who was sleeping peacefully, his eyes moved slightly, his eyes looked at Du Weiwei's pale face, and opened his mouth softly, but because of his hoarse voice, it sounded extraordinarily charming.

"She's special."

He Xiao stood behind him, heard the sound, and did not respond, but his gaze kept falling on Du Weiwei's body.

The next moment, Bei Minglang's movements made He Xiao's heart feel a little shocked, because he actually knelt down beside the low bed.

The hand with silk gloves was already on Du Weiwei's wrist.

As soon as his hand caught Du Weiwei's pulse, Bei Minglang's eyebrows were already slightly wrinkled, and behind him, He Xiao also spoke: "There is no pulse." ”

Indeed, Bei Minglang did not feel the pulse, which means that it is impossible to diagnose what the cause of Du Weiwei's illness is.

"Lost and scattered." In the second sentence, He Xiao only had three words, but it made Bei Minglang stand up suddenly.

"Lost?!"

Nodding, He Xiao always remembered that Yi Concubine's crazy appearance, and the three most critical words she said were to lose her breath.

"That's true." Bei Minglang's head hung down slightly, and the long scar looked particularly hideous, and when he raised his head again, the expression on his face was extremely calm, "It's really a coincidence, the forbidden medicine of the Northern Underworld Clan actually appeared here." ”

"It's indeed a coincidence, Young Master Lang actually appeared at this time." When the words sounded, He Xiao had already raised his eyes and met Bei Minglang's eyes.

"Don't you think that the king of Lizun did it by the people of the Northern Underworld?" His eyes were smooth, and Bei Minglang's expression remained unchanged. (To be continued.) )