Shi Mian only felt that her eyes were getting darker and darker, and the sound of tinnitus was getting louder and louder, and the water lily called her, and she couldn't react for a long time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Go back to your dad or back to Shichun Dao?" The water lily is not in good condition, and her tone is so weak that she almost can't hear it.

“…… Go back to Shichun Road. She couldn't hold it anymore, all she could do was the sound of her own short breathing, and cold sweat kept flowing down the fabric, and her face was like gold paper.

She can't go back to Shi Moshu now, if it is not expected, Shi Chundao will come to check on her situation in a while, if she escapes, won't she confess to herself, and the angry Hansong Zhenren may not care about that much, and directly come to the door and kill their father and daughter. The only way to do this is to temporarily mortgage yourself here.

The water lily sent her back to the wing, and as soon as she touched the bed, Shi Mian's uncontrollable eyes went dark and she fainted.

The little boy who was napping outside was awakened by this movement, knocked on the door blindfolded and asked, "Miss Twelve, what's wrong with you?" ”

"......" did not answer for a long time.

The little boy twisted his nose impatiently, adjusted his posture, and was about to squint for a while.

A voice suddenly exploded in the sky on the other side of the banquet: "Who dares to go wild in my family?!" ”

Then a terrifying coercion spread, although it was only for a moment, the little boy was also excited, and in an instant cold sweat spread all over his body, and he was not sleepy at all, and immediately trembled and got up.

This is...... The voice of the head of the house? Who provoked the head of the house so angry?

The little boy fidgeted, not daring to be lazy at all, and guarded the door in fear, only praying that the anger of the head of the house would not affect too many people this time.

No one noticed that all the aura in this courtyard was slowly gathering in the form of a whirlpool towards a certain wing. The unconscious Shi Mian and the water lily didn't notice it at all, and the potatoes in Shi Mian's dantian were swallowing the aura on their own, releasing some pure aura from time to time, gently repairing her torn body.

This side of the feast.

Shi Chundao stood aside with an ugly face, and Han Song Zhenren stood suspended in the air, his eyes sharp and full of rage.

The monks were under his coercion and did not dare to move.

In the silence, he suddenly sneered, and all the monks were numb.

"Friends, just now, there are thieves who steal my treasury, I wonder if you have seen any movement?" Han Song Zhenren is an old fox in the end, no matter how angry and hateful he is, after all, he still cares about the identity of the monk present, and he is stunned and does not really do anything.

"......" However, no one spoke.

He smiled again, his eyes seemed to be quenched with poison, and he circled around each monk: "The purpose of this thief is to drive a wedge between my family and you. Is there any friend who would like to wish my family a helping hand and provide information about the thief? ”

After a silence.

"So." Han Song Zhenren jumped down to the ground and paced: "I don't know, do you little friends have something to say?" ”

"The little friend who got the parts, if you are willing to return it, my family will be grateful!"

Han Song Zhenren kept adding weights, and at the same time, his eyes were also cutting at them like knives.

All the monks were dripping in cold sweat, and their eyes exchanged glances with the people around them, but none of them said anything to answer.

No one is stupid, no matter how clever you say, a spiritual weapon is a spiritual weapon, who will return it to you if you grab it? What's more, the scene was chaotic just now, and no one really paid attention to who those two things were in their hands.

Han Song Zhenren suppressed his fury and quietly pressured these monks, and his expression became more and more gloomy when he saw them behave like this. These juniors, so fearless, don't they just recognize that he doesn't dare to offend so many forces in the south and the north at once? It's ridiculous, he has been in charge all his life, just for the sake of yin and yang, the whole family is not as important as this spiritual weapon in his opinion, he is a real person, even if he really offends them, as long as there is no family drag, he can get out of the way.

"What, you picked up the things of the Shi family on the territory of my Shi family, and you don't plan to return them to the master?" Han Songzhen's expression was gloomy, and when he saw that these people were still pretending to be dead, he pulled his lips and sneered.

Shi Chundao saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him, but he waved his sleeves away, retreated more than a dozen steps, and fell heavily on the desk.

Shi Chundao didn't dare to wipe the blood from his mouth, so he hurriedly endured the pain and knelt down respectfully towards Hansong Zhenren. He knew that this person was the most ruthless, and now he didn't keep his body and neck, not to mention such a small punishment, it was his mercy to spare his life.

Although he thought so, he still secretly clenched his fists, and his head hung low, making it difficult to see his expression.

"The head of the house—the head of the house—" Suddenly, a maid who was a little cultivated ran over tremblingly, knelt down almost in a state of death, and reported: "Lord of the house! Miss Thirteen woke up, the situation is very bad, go and take a look! ”

The maid's teeth trembled and made a "gurgling" sound, it was really the momentum of the head of the family at this time was too terrifying, making her feel that she would die in the next moment, but she couldn't help but report it immediately, otherwise let the head of the family, who has always loved Miss Thirteen as her life, know, her fate would only be worse.

Who knew that Han Song Zhenren, who was still gloomy and exuding a terrifying aura a moment ago, as soon as he heard the news of Shi Jiu, his face visibly eased.

"What's going on? Didn't Luhe Zhenjun seal Ah Chu's poison? What's the bad way to do it? There was some concern in his brow, and he kept asking the maid.

The maid stumbled and said, "This ...... The slave didn't know that the young lady was fine during the day, but she suddenly woke up, and the poison seemed to be even more fierce! Ask the master of the house to forgive your sins! ”

Han Song Zhenren didn't pay attention to her at all, but just glanced at the monks present, as if he had all of them firmly in mind, and then said: "Little friends, you might as well stay in my house for a little longer, what happened today still needs to be determined." ”

With that, he flew away and hurried to the courtyard where he was.

Everyone suddenly relaxed, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, how could this Hansong real person be so evil, if he didn't see what the identity of these people was, he dared to do it, fortunately, some thirteen young ladies dragged him away, otherwise they would only be cannon fodder today. Then again, what is the origin of this thirteenth lady? Is it more important than a spiritual weapon?

Shi Chundao, who was supposed to step forward to appease the monks and deal with the aftermath, stood up staggering at this time, looking at the direction where Hansong Zhenren was going, with a gloomy expression and didn't know what he was thinking. He ignored the monks present, paused for a moment, and then walked towards his courtyard with a blank expression.

All the monks looked at each other, all a little dissatisfied, muttering that they went back to their rooms, and the timid monks were busy sending notes to the sect and the family, so they dared to continue to stay in the Shi family.

Only the drunken bearded monk scratched his head blankly.