Only stood quietly in place, never taking the initiative to make a move, she knew that Shang Hanlian had a poisonous skill, and her aura was the nemesis of her poisonous skill, but in other words, her poisonous skill was not the nemesis of her aura. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She is not sure of winning, but this battle can't be avoided tonight, and she doesn't want to hide, she has never wanted to hide.

"You have harmed so many people's lives in order to find me, won't you have a trace of uneasiness in your heart, have you ever dreamed of their figures in the middle of the night, they are so painful and desperate to beg you, do you turn a blind eye, you also have relatives, the pain of the death of relatives, don't you understand, don't do to others what you don't want, such a simple truth, don't you understand."

Wei An stood opposite Shang Hanlian, complaining in a cold and nice voice, although she knew that Shang Hanlian was crazy to the extreme, and she would definitely not listen to what she said in her heart, but she just couldn't get angry.

Shang Hanlian was scolded, and a blank appeared in her mind, whether the person in front of her was brain-dead.

What she does is her business, what is her business to live or die, her son is dead, how can their son live well, her life is so miserable, why can their life be so happy and happy.

Didn't the Buddha say that God is fair, and now she is the Buddha's substitute in the mortal world, and she wants to make their lives as miserable as hers, so that it is fair.

"Have you ever been kicked in the head by a donkey?" If she hadn't been kicked, how could she have come to teach her, who she thought she was, the savior was still like a Buddha.

In the face of Shang Hanlian's ridicule, Wei An completely cooled down.

She was indeed kicked, and she still thought that she would have a little conscience, but wasn't she kicked by a donkey.

A dazzling blue light shot towards Shang Hanlian's heart at an extremely fast speed, followed by three blue lights, sealing Shang Hanlian's retreat.

Crazy, what a madman, Shang Hanlian cursed in her heart, and a black gas appeared in her palm, and she couldn't hide. I can only resist hard.

The blue light touched the black gas, like sulfuric acid, and made a small snorting sound.

Wei'an's internal force is dissipating Shang Hanlian's poisonous gas, and the poisonous gas is also canceling Wei'an's aura.

The two are fighting internal forces. Whoever has deep internal strength and persists until the end will win.

Wei An knew Shang Hanlian's poisonous skills, and she was already prepared, Shang Hanlian was the first time to see Wei An's ability, and she had high confidence in her poisonous skills. I didn't expect someone to have such a peculiar ability, and internal force was actually the nemesis of her poisonous skills.

She saw that the internal power in the human body could cure diseases and save people, and the poisonous gas in her body were two extreme existences, and they resisted each other.

Shangguan Ming left the City Lord's Mansion and went straight to the Rong Mansion, crossed the high courtyard wall, recalled the few memories of the Rong Mansion, and walked towards the courtyard where Rong Ling lived.

He didn't find any masters along the way, and the night patrol was all ordinary family members. is as ordinary as the Rong Mansion, the only thing that is not ordinary is the furnishings in the house, each of which is so precious and gorgeous.

The carved ornaments made of thousand-year-old sandalwood are rare even in the imperial palace, but here you can see them being placed on the shelves at will, and the priceless items are only used for decoration here.

Covering his conspicuous white hair under the cyan moire cloak, Shangguan Ming stood a hundred meters away from Rong Ling's room and shot a leaf towards Rong Ling's room with his internal force.

The leaves passed through Pu Pu's window paper, and the leaves were intact and completely submerged into the pillars of the house. There was no sound, like the moonlight shining on the bottom of a lake, which could be seen but not heard.

Rong Ling, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes the moment the leaves entered the house, so bold.

A cruel and bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Regardless of the open neckline, he casually pulled a cloak and put it on, opened the door and appeared behind Shangguan Ming in a flash.

Seeing that it was Shangguan Ming, a trace of shock flashed on Rong Ling's face, and then he quickly came back to his senses.

Damn, how did he come out like this.

But. Should he tear the neckline a little more, is this cloak too long, should he lift it up a little, to show his white instep.

The hairstyle must be messy, I don't know if he likes this messy style or not.

When he turned around, Shangguan Ming saw Rong Ling, whose face was slightly red, saw his messy hair, and his half-worn neckline, and he didn't have shoes on his feet, but he actually came out like this, which was really casual.

Seeing Rong Ling's feet and the somewhat shy look on his face, Shangguan Ming's eyes shrank suddenly, and he withdrew his gaze with an embarrassed expression, and looked into the distance without taking his eyes off it.

"I'll be waiting for you at the pavilion."

After speaking, without waiting for Rong Ling's answer, he couldn't wait to leave first.

Shangguan Ming's figure disappeared, and Rong Ling slowly returned to his room.

took out all the clothes in the closet, and was worried that Shangguan Ming was in a hurry, and finally wore a dark blue dress, the color was similar to Shangguan Ming's cloak, a bit of a couple's outfit.

The cold wind was blowing in the pavilion, and the cold air was blowing in the night, and Shangguan Ming didn't feel a trace of coldness.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Shangguan Ming tried to calm down the emotions in his heart, his brows furrowed, and he wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start.

He didn't have much friendship with Rong Ling, why did he question him, and in what capacity did he ask him.

Seeing that Shangguan was about to speak and stopped, Rong Ling sat down in the corridor of the pavilion in a hurry, looking leisurely, as if he was traveling with his companions.

He never let anyone come to this place, he came to clean it every day, and he knew that he loved it.

Shangguan Ming didn't speak, and Rong Ling didn't speak, and the two sat quietly for a while, and then Yahuan lowered her head and brought hot tea, and the fragrance of tea permeated the pavilion.

The rich fragrance of tea soaked into his heart, and Rong Ling took a deep breath with a greedy expression.

"It smells so good."

Hearing this, Shangguan Ming raised his head slightly, frowned, and always felt that this sentence was a little strange.

Are you talking about the fragrance of tea?

Suppressing the doubts that emerged in his heart, Shangguan Ming nodded and sighed lightly. "It's really fragrant, it's a good cloud tea." It is also his favorite tea.

Rong Ling pursed his lips and smiled without saying a word, what he said was not the fragrance of tea.

"What is the matter with you coming to me?" Rong Ling took a sip of tea, he was not used to drinking this kind of tea, the taste was too light, although it was fragrant but not irritating, but Shangguan Ming liked it, and he could like it too.

Looking at Shangguan's embarrassed expression, Rong Ling once again showed a gentle smile.

"Did you want to ask me what was going on in the city?" Only these few major events have happened these days, and he is a person of the god of flowers on his face, so he doesn't have to think about it to know why Shangguan Ming came to find him.

There was a faint sadness in my heart, why didn't I come to him because I just wanted him.

With a wry smile, he was really whimsical.

Rong Ling's complicated feelings in his heart Shangguan Ming didn't know, and he didn't want to know, he wanted to know one thing now.

"Did you give the poison to Chunyang City?" If so, he would never say to Wen Xin again in the future that he would get better, he was different from Hao'er.

Shaking his head, Rong Ling looked at Shangguan Ming with a frank gaze, without a trace of dodging. "Not me." He is a dignified flower god, how could he take action himself. (To be continued.) )