Danqing and Ling'er glanced at each other, and tacitly kicked Ziwu's buttocks, they don't like Ziwu's fool, this fool relies on his own stupidity, and dares to rob them of his mother's favor, it's just looking for death!

Ziwu covered her ass and jumped away, screaming and screaming, why do you always bully people?

"Let's go home!"

Jian Ke smiled helplessly, and took the lead in walking forward, Ziwu followed beside him, and the group followed closely behind.

Although the poison in Jian Ke's body was suppressed, it would attack from time to time, and he felt dizzy for no reason, and his body was shaky.

Under the nervous looks of everyone, Ziwu quickly picked her up, and looked at Jian Ke who fell in his arms blankly.

Feiyan suddenly fell from the sky, and the ink-colored figure appeared in front of everyone.

His appearance is different from Feng Lian's bewitching, his figure is thin, as a man is more enchanting than the master, he stretched out his hand to signal Ziwu to hand over the person to him, but Ziwu refused to let go, and Danqing and several people had never seen this person, and they all looked at him with vigilant eyes.

In desperation, Feiyan had to take out the hibiscus token, Danqing took out the piece that the prince left for Niangniang to compare, the gap between the two tokens just coincided together, and after confirmation, he relieved Ziwu to let go and hand over the person to him.

Fei Yan hugged Jian Ke back to the palace, gently lifted the cloud-like black hair on her back, placed a silky touch in front of her, and then pressed his palm against her slender back, concentrating, concentrating on transmitting true qi in unison.

Jian Ke felt that the hand he was stroking behind his back was so hot, and the feeling of cold and heat made her body pain worse at the moment.

As if the internal organs were displaced in her body, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the Heavenly Spirit Gai began to gather cold qi, and the true qi seemed to fuel the cold and poisonous aura.

Feiyan couldn't help frowning, surprised that he had done something bad with good intentions, and the princess must not let the princess have an accident before leaving, but at the moment he seemed to be unable to do anything!

Jian Ke was in unbearable pain, opened his eyes slightly, the residual heat from behind him gradually cooled down, and a cold ice broke out of his body, the severe pain did not decrease at all, and he sighed softly: "Am I going to die?" ”

Fei Yan frowned, now that the prince and Sect Master Fu are not in the mansion, how can it be good?

Jian Ke laughed at himself: "You don't have to worry, it's not a matter of a day or two for me to break my body!" ”

"Please forgive my subordinates for their incompetence!"

Fei Yan stepped aside and knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said, "My subordinates will send someone to invite Sect Master Fu!" ”

Jian Ke gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, panting, and squeezed out from between his teeth: "I'm afraid it's too late!" ”

Not long after, Ziwu took the lead in rushing back to the palace at an astonishing speed.

Seeing Jian Ke's face in pain, Ziwu's instinctive reaction was to cut her wrist.

The moment the fishy blood entered the mouth, Jian Ke's eyes suddenly darkened, she became bloodthirsty and wanted to get more, grabbed Ziwu's wrist with both hands and sucked it fiercely.

Ziwu endured the pain and raised her hand to soothe Jian Ke's back, Danqing and Ling'er followed, but they were both stupid when they saw the scene in front of them!

Feiyan's hand holding the sword unconsciously exerted force, the identity of this fool has yet to be ascertained, but his blood is indeed useful for the poison in the princess's body.

Feiyan pointed at Ziwu with a sword: "Who are you?" ”

Ziwu was very scared, but he didn't give up and let Jian Ke suck blood, shaking his head: "Ziwu knows that her name is Ziwu!" ”

In this world, only the head of the mysterious Yanlin Villa has a system that is inviolable, could it be that this person has something to do with the Yanlin Villa?

Non-smoke stopped, no longer against Ziwu.

Yanlin Mountain is the master of the entire martial arts world, and the villa has been indisputable for a hundred years, and it can be said that it has long been silenced on the rivers and lakes.

Legend has it that Yanlin Villa has been destroyed, but if this person is really from the villa, how can he appear in the palace?

If he is also poisoned by the soul devouring scatter, he will inevitably be cured without medicine, but why is he so stupid?

Could it be that you are pretending?

Non-smoke can't detect Ziwu's internal force, and can't help but think: In addition to the master, is there really anyone in the world who can practice internal skills to the realm of being able to accommodate freely?

The sharp pain in Jian Ke's body was then reduced, and finally the pain disappeared, and then he was relieved.

Danqing looked at the blood-red Niangniang, tears couldn't control the tears, and stepped forward to wipe the corners of her lips, she felt uncomfortable, although Niangniang lived a bad life when she was in the General's Mansion, and the housemother often looked for trouble, but Congniang Niang had never been tortured like this.

The taste of blood in his mouth made the sober Jian Ke gag again and again, and took the water handed by Ling'er and rinsed his mouth desperately, but the disgusting taste always lingered in his throat.

Nausea, but good for her.

Jian Ke was convinced of this, and couldn't help but take a deep look at the innocent Ziwu, this idiot was right to stay by his side!

In the dead of night, in the dimly lit palace Houxian Pavilion.

Ziwu in the night, the handsome face is hard to see the stupidity of the past, and the eyebrows are full of confident handsomeness, where is this still a fool in the daytime?

"Young master, the lord has an order, and you can go back to the villa!"

In front of Ziwu, an old man with a face full of vicissitudes knelt on one knee.

Ziwu's slender fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, with an indifferent expression: "This son will never go back!" ”

He is just running away from marriage, and the old immortal dares to seal his muscles and veins, and he also uses family methods to use him!

When did my aunt and grandmother go to the mountains and rivers, but they disappeared during his escape from the Ethereal Peak, causing him to be tortured by the old immortal and almost killed his life!

He finally escaped, but the disaster was not alone, and he was not long-sighted under the Soul Eater and the Soul Eater, although he was immune to the Soul Eater, but the Charm and the medicine almost killed him in Huangquan, this revenge is not a gentleman!

The old man turned a deaf ear and continued: "The lord said that the young man likes Princess Lian, and he can take it back to the villa together!" ”

Ziwu glanced at her wrist wrapped in gauze, slapped the table fiercely, and said angrily: "Who does the old immortal think of this son?" ”

Obviously I like people, but I just pretend not to like it, aren't you tired?

The old man sighed in his heart, leaned over and said, "If the young master refuses to return to the villa, the lord will come to the Battle King's Mansion in person!" ”

When the time comes, catch you stinky boy back, and see how you drag it!

Hum!

actually threatened Ben Gongzi, thinking that no one in this world could cure him?

Ziwu sneered, who wouldn't threaten people?

"Okay, Uncle Qing will go back to the villa first! Ah, you go back and tell grandpa sù, my son has passed a book to my aunt and grandmother to accompany my son, and with my aunt and grandmother's protection, I won't bother my grandfather and his old man! ”

Yan Feng's girl is in Kyoto?

If you're going to die, let's get out quickly!

That devil is not easy to deal with!

Uncle Qing suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth and couldn't say anything, he was considered to have understood, what is a foot high and a demon is a foot high!

Hey, running around is exhausting his old bones!

Uncle Qing stopped talking, a wave of heat poured out, the wooden window in the room was opened, and Uncle Qing's phantom disappeared for a moment.

Ziwu raised her hand, and the window was naturally closed: "The window is not closed, why are you in such a hurry?" ”