As soon as he entered the bedroom, he was jealous like a rampaging rhinoceros, and his mind was obsessive-compulsive, always recalling what Meng Suhu said when he was leaving, his eyes, and his attitude......

Although he hasn't seen him for a few years, he still hasn't changed at all, compared with him who has worked hard and climbed up from the mud, he is always like the immortal who rides the dragon and the crane in the ruins of Kunlun City, his clothes are as pure as Huanmao, and his black hair is white.

What he hates most is this kind of blessed person, just like the good things in the whole world should belong to him Meng Suji, and he can only pick up the leftovers and things he doesn't want like the crazy rat in the gutter......

His green pupils were covered by broken hair, and the shadows revealed from the cracks were like a bottomless and deep whirlpool, rolling monstrous waves, he tore the veils like crazy, swept down the flower bonsai plants, grabbed a bronze lamp, and destroyed and smashed it everywhere, crackling for a while, and the room was like a strong wind transiting, a mess and dirty......

Seeing that the dead things in the room were almost destroyed, he was like a violent and gloomy snake with its poisonous fangs staring at Hua Qian who had been stripped of his limbs and spread softly on the ground.

"Wait, wait, if you want to vent, there are a lot of things in the palace of this Ying Imperial Kingdom for you to smash and destroy for you, don't ......"

Looking at Jealousy dressed in a messy and thin black feather and thin scale robe, he twisted his slender waist like a slippery step, like a snake spirit possessed by a disease, and leaned towards him with compassion, the chill that came to his face was like a giant python opening its bloody mouth and spewing out a stench breath.

Hua Quan's face was pale, and he lay there without moving, only feeling that strands of cold sweat were flowing down his spine, and he had been relieved of his limbs by jealousy because of his crooked thoughts, and at this time he felt like a poor piece of paper, and he was weakly preparing to accept the storm and ravage at will.

Father, he was wrong, he shouldn't have left the killer training camp without squeaking and ran to the Central Plains to assassinate Meng Suji, you are always right, he is indeed too ambitious, just like the proverb said by the Northern Kaqin people, he has not yet been killed from the tame flock, he wants to run out of the circle to hunt the antelope, and now he understands that now he is going to be tortured to death, and there will be no one to collect the body for him......

Just when he was laughing at himself and mourning, a black shadow stopped behind Jealousy in a flash, and with a wave of her wide robe, she dusted off Jealousy's back, and he rolled his eyes and fainted and softened.

Hua Qian was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xuan Ying in surprise.

She...... She's jealous of her opponent?!

Xuan Ying easily picked up the jealousy that had fainted, put it back on the bed, and then started to untie the clothes on his body, and saw that the wound that had been stitched up before really collapsed.

So, she lowered her eyebrows and continued to take out the tool and stitch it again.

But this time, he didn't use anesthetics, jealousy was like meat on a chopping board, slaughtered by others, he woke up in pain, and was stunned by Xuanying's hand knife, woke up in pain, and dizzed again...... And so on and so forth......

In the development of traditional Chinese medicine, surgery, which is both bloody and violent, is simply terrifying, watching Xuan Ying sew a piece of clothing on a person's skin, tearing open the wound, and then stitching it up stitch by stitch, which made Hua Quan's face pale, which could be seen clearly on the side, the skin on his face was contracted, and his whole body was cold and numb, he scolded in his heart: TMD! Who said that the people in their foreign land are inhumane, this talent in the Central Plains is more perverted than the other!

After staying in that kind of cruel and ruthless killer training camp for a long time, he originally thought that he was abnormal enough, but now as soon as he was born, he realized that he was a frog at the bottom of the well, compared with the two people in front of him, he was simply a small witch, and there was no comparison at all!

A few quarters of an hour later, Xuan Ying stitched up the wound for Jealousy, covered him with a quilt and fed another wound medicine, because of the exhaustion, Jealousy had already fallen asleep, she washed her hands with alcohol, and then casually picked up a torn cloth towel on the ground, and wiped the blood stained on her hands.

"I heard, you are a member of the Seven Sects of the Teng Snake?"

Hearing this, Hua Quan's nerves tensed again, and the brown eyeballs that drooped his eyelids quickly turned to think, and replied, "You just ...... Didn't you hear it from Meng Suji's mouth? ”

He is neither from the Central Plains, nor does he respect the prince of Yangmuyi, so he naturally calls him by his name.

Wiping his hands clean, Xuan Ying kicked away the fragments of the wreckage on the ground, walked up to him, half-squatted down, and looked directly at his waist: "Is that tattoo on your body a symbol of the Teng Snake clan?"

Hua Qian thought that since it was all exposed, it was useless to hide it, so he said generously: "Yes." "Born with it?" ”…… Be. Hua Qian didn't dare to look directly at the dark eyes that seemed to be able to read through other people's thoughts, he was frightened step by step, and gritted his teeth.

As soon as he finished answering, Xuan Ying hissed and tore the tattered dancer's clothes on his body, Hua Quan was stunned, he was not as wary of male and female etiquette as the conformist men in the Central Plains, even if he was bare-chested and bare-backed, he just felt that the strange girl with bandages in front of him was behaving more and more confusingly.

Hua Quan's figure is majestic, his limbs are slender and powerful, his muscles are distinct, there is no trace of fat, his ape arms and bee waist, and his complexion is bronzed......

But Xuan Ying ignored the others, and directly stretched out a cold snow crystal finger, carefully rubbing the tattoo on his waist, and a golden light flickered in his eyes: "...... It is needle-printed, and the color of the potion is still vivid, and the visual pattern is only three years old. You lied. “

Xuan Ying withdrew his hand, and a fluttering summary made Hua Quan's head feel like he had been beaten with a stick, and he was stunned for a while. "I-" "I will verify everything you say, don't lie to me, otherwise...... The consequences are definitely not something you can afford. “

Although Xuan Ying did not have a trace of murderous intent, and did not use any torture and abuse methods against him at all, and did not even see any change in the ups and downs of her tone, she saw with her own eyes that she had just turned over the clouds with her bare hands and forced back Meng Suji's terrifying methods, plus she dared to abuse even that snake spirit sick jealous palace.

With such a mysterious and cruel person, who knows what she will do to him?

But ...... "I don't want to die, but if your problem touches the bottom of the norm, even if it does, I won't say it." Hua Cheng looked at her fixedly, and said in a sonorous voice.

However, Xuan Ying's performance was still very bland: "Oh, then let me ask you, what is the Teng Snake Pattern of your royal family?" “

Xuan Ying has always wanted to confirm this matter, but she has never had a chance to confirm it. "I don't know what to do." Hua Quan's eyelids jumped, but he answered very steadily. "You know the truth...... I heard that Teng Snake Tianshu has taken refuge in the Lazy Emperor, even if you have abandoned the old master, why risk your lives to keep the secret for their clan? Xuan Ying observed every inch of his expression, and she could see that he had undergone a special kind of training to resist interrogation, whether it was the gentle rhythm of breathing, the usual expression, and even the order of pauses, all of which were the same as the truth.

But all this can't be hidden from Xuan Ying, because she wants to be sure of one thing, not only by her ears to "hear", not only by her eyes to "see", but more importantly, she needs a logic that can convince her to believe, that is, she will rely on the information she gets, filter it in her brain, and conduct detailed analysis and reasoning.

According to her analysis, the Teng Snake Seven Sect is actually a subsidiary of the Teng Snake Secret Clan, which is specially used to cultivate secret and strong external defense elites, if the Teng Snake Secret Clan is compared to a country, then the Teng Snake Seven Sect is equivalent to cultivating and transporting batches of secret guards and killers for the emperor who is about to ascend the throne of this country.

How would such a "secret guard killer" not know the identity of the master they were going to serve? It's a joke.

Of course, there are some loopholes in this judgment, for example, if the level of Hua Cheng, the killer, is too low, and he does not have the qualifications to know too much important information within the Dao clan, there is also this possibility.

But if this is the case, he must also understand that this matter is known to others, and no matter how he will think about it, he should not answer so affirmatively and veto it so quickly.

"......" was categorically dismantled, and Hua Quan was silent for a while.

She is right, since she has chosen betrayal, and the matter has come to this point, why should she put on an appearance of unyielding and loyal?

Even if there is a sense of irony that you want to be a bitch and set up a torii...... But what can be done, his heart is like a soaked garment twisted into a ball, this mouth is like a clam shell, still unwilling to say, he can't say what the specific reason is.

"What is your purpose in saving me like this?"

"Isn't the purpose obvious?" Xuan Ying pulled him up, clicked his hand to reconnect the removed joints for him one by one, and then said: "Three questions, you only need to answer me honestly Three questions, and I will let you go." ”

Hua Quan, who had been reassembled, only felt a spasmodic pain, like thunderbolt and lightning rushing through his limbs, his facial features were distorted, in order to divert his attention, he clenched the socket of his back teeth, the green tendons protruded, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Just, what was it just now, first, one, one?" ”

Xuan Ying stared at his pained face with admiration, and said, "That's right. ”

Removing the joint is a kind of tearing pain that separates the flesh and bones and wants to die immediately, and reorganizing the joint, that is, it is a kind of chronic pain that gradually worsens, such as the maggot attached to the bone and rots into the bone, and the toss is worse than death.

Which one is more comfortable, I have tried it, no one can say anyway.

For a long time, Hua Quan, whose sideburns were all drenched with sweat, trembled with a pair of miserable white lips, and his qi was as weak as a gossamer, and said, "You do."

、Why do you want to know about the things of the Lu Daoteng and Teng Snake Clan? Do you want to find the Teng and Teng Snake royal family, he~ I advise you that it is best to die this heart, Teng Snake royal family...... It's already gone, it's all gone, it's dead, it's gone! ”

Xuan Ying didn't feel disappointed at all when she heard this, but approached him with great interest: "Isn't this better, if there is no Teng Snake Royal Clan in this world, and even the people of the Teng Snake Clan are dead, then you don't need to have any burden about what you are about to reveal...... Unless, are you lying to me? ”

"I ......" Hua Qian choked.

For a while, Hua Cheng couldn't find any reason to refute, he secretly thought, anyway, he has always had a grudge against the Teng Snake clan, and he didn't have any sense of belonging at all, even if he said it, anyway, this time, he had to find a way to live, and then find a way to kill Meng Suji, who was a threat to the Lazy Emperor.

As long as he kills him, when he returns to the Tianhua clan, the elders of the clan will definitely give him the highest evaluation of the task of leaving the school, so that he will have the opportunity to follow the lazy emperor in the future and do the work of dogs and horses!

As a night killer, Hua Quan is undoubtedly the latest one of his peers, and the elders of the clan have said that Hua Quan is not so much a qualified killer, he is more like a general who throws his head and spills his blood on the battlefield, he is full of ambition in his heart, and has great ambitions.

Therefore, he hated the Teng Snake clan more than anyone else, and over the years, let them gradually be consumed by time, and let the years be lost in the darkness of invisible light.

The thought of this led to a resentment in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll tell you."

For this answer, Xuan Ying was not surprised.

Sure enough, the totem of the Teng Snake clan described in his mouth made Xuan Ying finally be convinced of the true identity of this body.

It turned out that going around and around, the Teng Snake royal family she was looking for was really Yuwen Ziying.

In this way, Yuwen Ziying is not Yuwenbi's child at all, so where are her real parents?

Back then, when the Teng Snake clan was exterminated, how did she escape and be outcast, and was picked up by an old beggar later......

Wait, when he was sent to Yuwen Mansion as a young lady, Yuwen Ziying has always been raised by a thin old beggar, and some memory fragments were extracted from Yuwen Ziying's memory, which was already very vague and difficult to distinguish, and even the appearance of the old beggar was marked with a mosaic.

However, she intuitively thought that the existence of this old beggar was very important, and Sang Kunyi was willing to accept her as an apprentice, wasn't it also because of the relationship with this old beggar?

So...... Yuwen Bi recognized Yuwen Ziying as his daughter, did he arrange this matter?

Finally, and most importantly, who is that old beggar?

"The second question, if there really are descendants of the Teng Snake Imperial Family in this world, what about your Teng Snake Seven Sects, Tianshu Hua's ......great rebellion and rebellion" Xuan Ying lowered his voice, and a pair of dark eyes were like a pair of hell Sen Luo: "What should I do?" ”