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Yun Zhao remembered what happened to Fang Cai, and was still a little scared, which face was too vivid, he ran after them for a long time, he was almost exhausted, and that face disappeared, he was going to find Yun Wan to take revenge, this scared, then dare to go again!

And this thing is too weird, what else could it be if it wasn't for the manifestation of the eldest aunt?

remembered what Zitao said today, she watched Yun Juan drink poisonous porridge with her own eyes, but she was fine, if it wasn't for the eldest aunt who knew about it underground and came up to help her, how could the dead girl escape this catastrophe?

Thinking of this, he asked in surprise: "Father, mother, you said that the girl drank the bowl of porridge today but was not poisoned, is it that the eldest aunt is helping her?" ”

Yun Hai and Second Lady Yun were both stunned, if they didn't believe in ghosts and gods, it would be impossible.

The Great Wilderness of the Four Regions has always had legends of celestial beings, and there are also national teachers with spiritual power in the divine palaces of various countries, and those people are all skilled in magic.

The two couples who did something bad were actually very scared, and Mrs. Yun couldn't help but chill.

Yun Hai also said with concern: "Zhao'er, have you seen clearly?" Isn't it dazzling? "Hit the ghost or something, don't want it.

Yun Zhao just wanted to open his mouth to refute, but he heard a cold voice sounding beside them: "The disciple of the ghost doctor is naturally proficient in all kinds of poison techniques, and if you use poison in front of her, you are humiliating yourself." ”

The voice was sharp and cold, as if from hell, the piercing coldness wafted around them, and the three of them were stunned for a moment, and turned back to look for the person who spoke, but there was no one else in the room except the three of them.

There was a sudden silence all around, and even the cry of the maid who was executing could not be heard, as if suddenly everyone had disappeared.

I only heard his voice and didn't see him, this big night, no matter how bold Rao is Yunzhao usually is, he was a little unable to stand up after being scared twice in a row, and fell off the chair with a pop.

Second Lady Yun had come back to her senses after being frightened, and shouted into the house: "Who dares to break into the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion at night? ”

A shadow slowly appeared in the room, and the shadow began to clear, turning into a man in a black cloak, his face was hidden in the cloak, and the candle flame in the room was swaying by the wind from nowhere, and the clouds shone on them and could not see the man's face clearly.

This person who appeared out of thin air, exuding a cold air all over his body, and a smell of decay on his body, as if he did not look like a living person...

The three of them were frightened, Yun Zhao lay on the ground trembling and shaking his lips, unable to say a word, Yun Hai Chicken Thief moved his steps and hid by the window, planning to escape through the window whenever something was wrong.

Second Lady Yun has mysterious powers, grew up in the capital, and since she was a child, she has heard that the people in the Divine Palace can do magic, and she has also sneaked to the edge of the Divine Palace to peek at those Dharma protectors practicing, so she doesn't think that this person is a ghost, but thinks that this should be a hidden phantom master.

She clenched her fists and boldly asked, "I don't know who the honorable driver is?" What to do? ”

The man's face, hidden under the cloak, raised a cold smile: "I'll help you let Miss Yun die silently, and I want the Danshu Iron Coupon in the Yunfu Ding Pavilion." ”

His words drifted through the room, and his voice was cold and sharp, like the sound of a sword cutting through the strings, which made people listen to a kind of horror that stood on end.

Although the man said a transaction, there was a tone in his tone that could not be refuted