Chapter 167: Puppet
Yin Luo snorted angrily, raised his hand to seal the big acupoints around his body, and then, endured the bone-eating pain in his body, and stood up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ Info picked up the tray with trembling hands and walked out of the room step by step.
Seeing her go out, Jiang Jingwan hurriedly came to Shen Qing and asked worriedly, "Is Miss Shen okay?" Are there any injuries? β
Shen Qing turned around and comforted: "I'm fine, although she is very fast, fortunately, I have poison with me, and she can't be faster than me." β
In fact, she was just a narrow victory, Yin Luo knew her ability, and she had already prepared in this regard, but she didn't expect that she was doing a good job, so she was hit well.
Jiang Jingwan saw that her expression was as usual, and then she breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
Shen Qing was packing up the silver needles and medicine box, and guessing when Lian Mo and Fan Qi would come back.
Before the two of them were seen, Shen Qing couldn't help but worry in his heart, would something happen to them?
She walked to the door, holding her hand to the half-open door, hesitating to go out and look for it.
Suddenly, two strong winds struck, and two figures, one black and one white, quickly appeared in sight.
One of the black ones went straight past her and into the house. The white one stopped in front of her, and the sword stood in place.
The white-robed master looked at her nervously, and after a moment, he hugged her into his arms, his arms around her waist.
Shen Qing felt the unsteady breathing of the man holding her, smelled the faint scent of clear bamboo on his body, and his messy beating heart.
She raised her arm and gently stroked his back: "Don't worry, I'm fine!" β
He didn't slack his strength, and said in a hoarse voice: "What happened just now?" Who has been? β
"It's the owner's wife, but she didn't take advantage of it, but was stained by my poison."
"Yin Luo? How dare she ......" Lian Mo's ruthless voice sounded in her ears.
"What did you poison her? If it's not fatalβ" he'll make up for it.
The woman who tried to hurt him, he would let her know what the consequences were!
Shen Qing rubbed his cheek against his chest: "Leave her alive for the time being, we are still in someone else's territory, and we will kill the wife of the owner of the island as soon as we come, what is the matter?" β
"Hmph, who dares to hurt you, even if he kills Penglai?"
The corners of Shen Qing's mouth curled slightly, and he seemed very useful to his words.
"Listen to me, don't hurt people's lives until it's over. Moreover, she has been poisoned by me, and she will definitely not have the energy to trouble me in the short term. β
"And ......" she raised her head from his arms: "Why are you and Brother Fan gone?" β
Speaking of this, Lian Mo was angry, and his white jade-like face suddenly became gloomy. "That man's back looks like yours, so I followed!"
His gaze was condensed, and he really calculated his weakness.
"What .......?"
"Naturally, it's dead!" Lian Mo's voice with hatred sounded, don't talk about it when he takes him away, can anyone pretend to be his Qingqing? "That man is just a puppet controlled by others, and he can't ask for anything of value."
As if he knew what Shen Qing was thinking, he consciously explained.
"Puppet?"
Shen Qing sighed lightly, knowing that this trip would not be peaceful.
Lian Mo looked around cautiously, the door was obviously not the place to speak. "Let's go inside, there's something I want to ask you."
"You said that the man was the same as the person who assassinated me in the Little North Garden and fell for witchcraft?" Shen Qing was shocked, could it be that there are people in Penglai who understand Nanyang witchcraft?
Lian Mo nodded his head, then remembered something, and said: "There are also differences." The man's eyes. It's purple. β
"Purple eyes?"
"Yes, purple, but dull and without brilliance."
Shen Qing was silent, what the hell is going on? Purple eyes? Who has anything to do with the Golden Nile?
"Qingqing, in this world, in addition to Senior Feng and you, there is also Nanyang Wizard, who would use this kind of magic? Is it the white-robed weirdo? β
"Purple eyes, no light. Are there any other features? Shen Qing didn't answer the rhetorical question.
Lian Mo thought for a while: "There is ......"
He seemed to suddenly remember something, "The man didn't seem to feel pain. When you fight me, it looks like you don't want to die, and you only have killing intent on your face. β
Shen Qing's eyes were silent, and it took a long time before he said quietly: "It seems that Penglai is not as simple as we imagined. In addition to the hoax of immortality, there is also this terrifying trick. That strange man didn't use simple Nanyang witchcraft, it should have borrowed more of Nile's power. β
"This spell could be broken?" Lian Mo asked.
Shen Qing shook his head, a rare confusion in his eyes. "All things are mutually reinforcing, and it stands to reason that there is always a way to crack any spell. Just ......"
"Just what?"
"It's just that I'm not sure what kind of spell he is, so I don't know how to solve it. Purple pupils, unheard of. If it has something to do with the Purple Nile, it's troublesome! β
"The Nile fruit is a sacred object, it should not exist in this world, and now some people use it to do evil things. I'm afraid, it's hard to understand. β
Lian Mo saw her eyebrows furrowed, and there was a slight pain in her heart, so she pulled her Rouyi and comforted: "Don't think too much, the situation may not be as bad as we imagined." β
Shen Qing shook her head, knowing that Lian Mo was just comforting her. With his skills, since that person can lure him away for such a long time, his skills are naturally not weak. But before this, except for Yin Luo's father and daughter and Lian Che, they didn't even find a person who knew martial arts.
"I'm worried about the four masters of the Jiang Alliance, they are people with strong martial arts, if they are controlled by evil arts, they don't know what our chances are."
"In that case, I'll go to the temple tomorrow night."
Shen Qing raised his eyes in surprise: "Go to the temple?" β
"Well, I went in a hurry that day, and I didn't look closely. This time, I will go alone, and it will be easier to get out, leaving Fan Qi to take care of you, and you will wait for me at the top of the mountain with Master Jingkong and them. β
Shen Qing was a little worried: "Will you be okay?" β
Lian Mo rarely saw her delicate appearance, and hugged her lovingly.
"Qingqing doesn't believe in the ability of a husband?"
He accentuated the tone of the word ability, which made Shen Qing think of the cave for no reason, when she questioned him about a certain ability, he said in this almost evil tone: "Is Qingqing doubting the ability of being a husband?" β
Her porcelain-white face was unexpectedly stained with a flush, and she glared hatefully at a smiling ill-intentioned man. I didn't realize how delicate my red-dyed cheeks were.
Lian Mo's dark eyes suddenly deepened a little, and he lowered his head, feeling her warm and fragrant breath. The voice was hoarse: "Qingqing...... I miss you ......."
Shen Qing couldn't stand his ambiguous teasing, and stretched out his hand to push his chest: "Don't make trouble!" β
"Huh.." Lian Mo smiled happily. looked at her even redder face with satisfaction.
He bent over and picked her up.
Shen Qing was startled and struggled slightly in his arms. "Lian Mo.. You, let me down...."
Lian Mo's cold eyes looked at her, and her crimson face was clearly reflected in her inky black pupils. "It's late at night, isn't Madame resting?"
"I... I'll go on my own! (To be continued.) )