Xia Xifeng was a little bored in her heart, and then she lit the back of the hookah on the acupoint, and the hookah couldn't move, but she felt that she was not only lit on the acupoint this time, but only felt that her body was cold first, and then it was uncomfortable to be bitten by ten thousand insects.

The hookah endured the physical discomfort, but the expression on her face was painful and distorted, and dense sweat flowed from her forehead after a while.

"It's just a lesson for you, remember, don't listen to me so badly." Xia Xifeng looked at the hookah's painful expression, in fact, he was a little unbearable, he was just angry with her, weishenme was so stupid. Let her taste the bitterness, as long as she remembers the lesson and does not act rashly.

The hookah looked at Xia Xifeng uncomfortably, she now knew that the poison of greed would not attack for no reason, it turned out to be controlled by the person who poisoned her. In other words, as long as she leaves Xia Xifeng's side, he will not be able to control this poison.

But without Xia Xifeng, she would not have the opportunity to get close to Yao Muzixi, and there would be no hope of completing His Royal Highness the Prince's task. If that's the case, His Royal Highness the Prince won't have any good feelings for her, then all the efforts she has made over the years will be in vain, how willing she is, she won't be willing.

Xia Xifeng looked at the hookah and didn't say anything more, she was really a stubborn woman. After bringing the hookah back to the accompanying tent, Xia Xifeng did not leave the hookah's tent, nor did she suppress the toxin for her, but let her roll on the ground in pain somewhere, which is the price of her being so stubborn.

Yao Muzixi was wandering alone in the woods, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, Yao Muzixi shivered, and couldn't help but feel scared, because she heard a strange sound, as if it was coming not far in front of her.

"Whoa...... Whoop ......"

The voice was getting closer and closer to Yao Muzixi, and she saw that something seemed to be rushing towards her in the woods in front of her, getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer......

A group of hungry wolves with blood-red eyes slowly approached Yao Muzixi, this group of vicious wolves had seven or eight of them, huge in size, gray and black all over their bodies, and sharp fangs, they suddenly rushed to Yao Muzixi's front and surrounded her.

Yao Mu Zixi looked at this group of vicious wolves, his face turned blue with fright, you must know that this is a real wild jackal! She's a weak woman, and she's done. Could it be that her fate after being reborn is to die in the belly of a wolf?

Yao Muzixi looked at the wolves around him in a daze, and trembled: "Ouyang Haonan, save me!" Help me! Whining...... Help me. ”

Saying that it was too late, several vicious wolves pounced on her from all directions, and when Yao Muzixi thought that he was going to be the dinner of the wolves, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and immediately closed his eyes and cried.

Yao Muzixi just wanted this wolf to be able to bite himself to death in pain, and he didn't want to bear the pain of tearing. For a long time, Yao Muzixi only heard a few wolf wails, which filled her ears, and the sound of knives cutting meat sounded, as if someone had blocked the wolves for her, and she was stabbing at the wolves with the sword in her hand.

Yao Muzixi opened his eyes in response, only to see that the seven or eight wolves had all died, and the corpses were lying on the ground, and the blood stains of wolves were flowing on the ground. Yao Muzixi's eyes were straight, she just wanted to say, this person is so powerful.

Yao Muzixi looked at the person who saved her, it was not Ouyang Haonan, nor Xia Xifeng, the man was facing away from her at the moment, wiping the blood on the sword with a white silk cloth. The red clothes were unusually conspicuous, but they were all covered by a black cloak, and the head and body were pinned in the cloak.

Yao Muzixi approached him, wanting to see what the person who saved him looked like, but when she just wanted to pat him on the back, the man was in another place in an instant, still with his back to her.

Yao Muzixi secretly exclaimed, this person is really out of nowhere, is it a ghost? But what are ghosts afraid of? I've died once.

Just when Yao Muzixi thought that he had hit a ghost, the man turned around, gently put the sword into the scabbard, and glanced at Yao Muzixi.

Yao Muzixi looked at the man and saw that he was not only covered by a cloak, but also had a silver-white mask on his face.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Yao Mu Zixi looked at the man and felt a little different in his heart.

"Do you think I'm a human or a ghost?" The owner of the mask said lightly, and his voice was very nice and a little hoarse.

"Such a nice sound doesn't look like a ghost." Yao Muzixi looked at the man in black and said to himself.

"Princess, how have you been doing all these years?" The man in black came to Yao Muzixi in an instant, and whispered to her, as if they were very familiar.