Zhou Ji suddenly shouted: "You cheat, don't use light skills if you have the ability, let's compare and compare." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Shen Qing sneered coldly: "Could it be that if you encounter an enemy in the future, you also have to discuss it with others, and you can't use your moves?" Don't forget, your cousin and I are not best at light work. ”

Zhou Jijun's face turned red when he heard this, and he said forcefully: "You are unprepared, and you can't win." ”

Shen Qing smiled brightly, walked over and patted his red and white cheeks lightly: "Boy, this kind of thing is a gentleman on the beam, let's wait until you have practiced kung fu well, otherwise be careful of your life." ”

"Whose beam is my cousin going to climb?"

Shen Qing tightened the belt around his waist, grabbed a handful of bottles and cans and put them on his waist: "It's not anyone's beam, go to the prison for a walk." ”

Zhou Ji was shocked when he heard this: "Heavenly prison? What are you going to do in the prison, if you are discovered, then you will have to do it? ”

Shen Qing patted his head angrily: "You are really a vegetarian when you are your cousin?" Rest assured, I'm prepared. ”

She shook the porcelain vase in her hand, her face full of certainty.

Zhou Ji said: "Okay, it seems that you poisoned me last time. ”

Shen Qing couldn't help but feel angry, feeling that in this kid's heart, he seemed to be very powerful. She glared at him fiercely, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and turned and disappeared into the night.

It seems that not only those who make drugs are addicted, but also those who detoxify are addicted.

When the master was still there, one was busy making poison and the other was busy detoxifying, and they were very happy, but now they haven't been exposed to new poisons for a long time, but their hands are very itchy.

The scar on Bai Ling's face can fade so quickly, it is definitely not a holy antidote, can there be such a miraculous effect in the world, is it really what she thinks?

Now if you want to know the answer, you can only risk taking the blood from her body for a test.

Shen Qing cautiously groped his way along the wall to the door of the prison.

The scene was shocking, there was not a single guard who was supposed to patrol the door, and several guards fell unconscious at the door.

Shen Qing hurriedly stepped forward to check, it was just a low-level drug, she pondered for a moment, kicked away a man blocking the door, and walked in lightly.

Along the way, except for the oil lamps on the walls, there was no one in the corridor, bright or dark, from time to time there was a roar in the distance, the air had the smell of perennial damp and moldy, and the crackling sound of the flickering oil lamps made the whole prison look particularly weird.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the prisoners in the cells along the road strangely did not call for help to her, but just stared at her with terrified eyes.

She had been walking for about a quarter of an hour, and the front of the hallway was pitch black, and the small door in front of her was ajar, and an endless aura of darkness came through. She lifted her nerve and stepped into the door.

After walking for nearly a quarter of an hour, there was a faint glimmer of light and a strange sound in front of him.

She held the silver needle in one hand and clasped it around her waist with the other, and quietly approached, "Ah... Hmm..."The closer I got, the more real the wonderful sound became.

When it came clearly, she couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, there was actually someone in the prison who staged the Spring Palace.

In normal times, she might guess which jailer was raping those beautiful female prisoners, but in the strange scenes along the road, she really couldn't think of who ******** inside.

She held her breath and came closer, the scene in her eyes became clear, and she guessed that this was a separate cell, completely different from ordinary prisons, without the filth of ordinary cells.

Except for the air, there are gaps between the wooden planks, and the internal structure is similar to that of the inn's rooms, with beds and bedding and even carpets.

It seems that the place where the royal family is imprisoned is different.

His gaze moved to the only bed in the cell, and two figures entangled in death came into his eyes, and the woman's snow-white jade arm snake hooked the man's neck like a snake, and her charming face was full of red tide.

The man's wheat-colored chest was covered with beads of sweat, dripping down the wheat-colored skin, and then falling between the woman's two plump plumps, the atmosphere was particularly attractive.

The sound of rough breathing mixed with the woman's delicate panting made the atmosphere extraordinarily affectionate, the man's sturdy arms lifted the woman's body, and the waist shook wildly, grabbing the woman's plump as a jade rabbit with one hand, causing the woman under her to beg for mercy again and again.

Shen Qing's gaze moved up, and the moment he saw the man's face, his pupils shrank sharply, and then he looked at it fixedly, the cold eyebrows and eyes, and the appearance of the immortal, it was not who Lian Mo was.

Shen Qing was momentarily confused, could it be that what Bai Ling said in the palace before was true?

And Lian Mo is not as unloving as he shows for her, so who is he and why is he so capricious.

Which side is his real side?

Looked at the men and women entangled on the bed again, for some reason, she always felt that something was wrong, if Lian Mo really intended to be a Bailing, how could he bear to hurt her so much, if it was unintentional, with her observation, he was really not a drunkard.

Bailing's posture is definitely not to the extent that it can make people dream.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and visually measured the distance from the bed, if it was three feet closer, she would be sure to put the two of them down, so that not only would she not return empty-handed, but she could also see what was going on with this Lian Mo.

She slowed her breathing to the extreme, her steps moved lightly, her body moved forward in small steps, her hands clenched tightly, ready to go.

Seeing that she was only one step away from the established distance, a strong attack came, and she only felt a tightness around her waist, and instantly fell into a cold embrace.

Shen Qing was shocked in his heart, and before he could think about it, the silver needle in his hand stabbed obliquely towards the neck of the person behind him.

At the moment when she was about to pierce the neck of the person behind her, a familiar scent of clear bamboo rushed into the tip of her nose, and her mind froze, and the silver needle she was holding tightly was close to the skin between the man's neck.

The person behind him shook slightly in his chest, seemed to chuckle, and rushed out of the cell with her in his arms.

In the darkness, Shen Qing pressed the silver needle resting on his neck forward, and said coldly, "Stop." ”

The man stopped, and the two of them were in the dark corridor, and they could only hear the sound of the cell.

"Who are you?"

The man leaned into her ear: "Don't you already recognize me?" ”

Shen Qing tilted his head slightly, avoiding the warm breath in his ears.

The man had faith in her, and let her silver needle pierce her, in case she didn't recognize him, and in that case, he suddenly held her hostage, and his instinctive reaction was to attack.

If she hadn't smelled him, the consequences would have been ......

"What just happened? The man's face...."

"Tell me first, how did you come here?" Lian Mo didn't answer the rhetorical question.

I have to say that he was very worried about letting her see the scene just now, although the man was not him, but it was as uncomfortable as eating a fly for her to see a man with the same face as him and other women.

"Just look at it, I don't know, when did the prince have such a doppelganger technique? Like, the technology is not bad. (To be continued.) )