Through the hazy moonlight, Cang Zhenxi saw that there was a large bed in the inner room, the bed curtain was low, and there was a person sleeping faintly inside, and there was no doubt that she was a petite girl.

He quietly hid himself and opened the bed tent, he had the ability to see night vision, and finally saw the sleeping person inside.

It was a girl, who was not yet an adult, with dark skin, her eyes slightly closed, and she was obviously asleep.

That's her! is exactly the same as Luo Yunchao described to him, she should be Luo Yunxia!

The corner of Cangzhen's west lips raised a cruel angle, Luo Yunxia, if you want to blame you, you will be blamed for being born in the Luo Wangfu!

He slowly lifted it with one palm, and the palm that was originally like jade slowly turned red—

This is the housekeeping skill that he has relied on to become famous - red blood palm. The five elements belong to fire, and although the person who was hit by his palm couldn't see anything on the surface, all the internal organs would be burned, and the Daluo Immortal couldn't save it!

While he was lucky, he secretly sighed that he used a dragon slaying knife to kill chickens......

He hadn't finished a thought, and the little girl in the bed didn't know what kind of good dream Lu Dao had, so she giggled, and the laughter was crisp, like a silver bell, which was extremely pleasant and terrifying in the quiet night.

The sudden laughter startled him, and the palm of his hand paused slightly, just as he was so distracted, "Whew!" Suddenly a white mist filled his eyes, enveloping him entirely!

He never expected this sudden change, only to feel a sudden pain in his eyes, which made him unable to open his eyes.

Fortunately, he was clever, and he didn't care about hurting □□ little girl anymore.

"Ka!" There was a slight sound under his feet, as if he had stepped on a thin thread......

He had become a frightened bird by this time, and he thought that he had stepped on some mechanism again, and he could not open his eyes and could not observe.

Before he could think about it, he got up again and rushed straight towards the direction of the window in his memory. I want to run out of the road first.

Suddenly, there was a numbness on his waist, as if he had been bitten by a big locust, and a chuckle came from his ears: "The task has not been completed, how can I go?" ”

The laughter is soft and delicate, like the tips of tender bamboo shoots in March.

It's - that child's voice!

Cang Zhenxi was shocked, suddenly felt his body sink, his mind was dizzy, and he fell to the ground with a pop and fainted.

Luo Qingyu shook the pistol-like thing in his hand, then looked at the black-clothed assassin lying on the ground, and nodded with satisfaction.

Her pistol was not a bullet, but a kind of self-made drug, equivalent to modern anesthetic, which can make people unconscious in an instant.

It seems that the effect of the drug quenched from this ancient material is even higher than that of modern times.

And the drug resistance of people in this era is obviously not as good as that of modern people.

The small physique of modern people has long been fried by Sudanese red duck eggs, toilet paper buns, and gutter oil...... and a series of other poisonous foods have been edified.

In ancient times, it was invulnerable!

The vendors of this era are obviously not as 'high-tech' and cheeky as modern vendors, and all the food is non-toxic even if it is not good-looking.

Therefore, although the ability of people in this era is not small, the anti-toxicity is not high.

Luo Qingyu only injected him with such a small point, and the eight-foot-tall man immediately fainted, which really made her feel a sense of accomplishment.

She squatted down, tore off the green cloth on Cang Zhenxi's face, and wiped the white lime off his face with a clean, damp cloth......