Behind him, Chu Qing, who was dressed in maid clothes, knelt down on the bluestone slab and said in a deep voice, "Subordinate...... Ignorance. ”

Chu Qing has always been cold and indifferent, even if she is facing Qi Niang soft grinding and hard bubbles all day long, half-fragrant and coquettish, she is indifferent to her, according to Qi Niang's words, "Chu Qing saw that everyone was like someone owed her five hundred taels of silver. ”

However, in the face of Murong Qin, her cold mask would always naturally disintegrate, and she would be in awe, admiration, allegiance, and indescribable concern......

For example, now, Murong Qin has not said a word, but Chu Qing is already extremely remorseful.

In order to keep the action hidden, after the slave and maid shot the first red feather silver needle, they immediately fled the scene according to the rules, so ...... So what happened after that, the slave really didn't know. ”

A short paragraph, the little girl said it intermittently, and there was timidity and remorse in her emotionless voice in the past.

Murong Qin closed his eyes in annoyance, the assassination operation that night had been planned for a long time, it was the poison carried by Chi Yu, he had thought it again, the toxicity was too low, and he could not play his true purpose of saving Old Emperor Mu, but the toxicity was too high but he was desperate, how could his crippled body withstand such a toss. Come to think of it, it's still the best purple fire fox! The toxin is domineering, develops rapidly, is easy to bleed, and is easy to pain, but it is really as Qi Niang said, no matter what, it will not kill people, and the most important thing is that as long as it is treated properly, it can be cured after two months!

But on the contrary, Old Emperor Mu actually fell into the ghost three lives!

"Three lives of ghosts, Buddha gimmick, Buddha and god are incomprehensible, and demons and ghosts cannot be robbed!" This is not groundless, this statement originally came from the fascicle of "The Witch God's Language" "East Fire", which is a poisoning technique that shocked the rivers and lakes!

Looking at today's rivers and lakes, in addition to the elusive Ghost Water Poison King, who else can even know the ghost and ghost three lives?

Southern Barbarian Bandits?

Descendants of the Wuluo clan?

Could it be that there is a second book of "The Witch God" in this world?

The more Murong Qin thought about it, the more uneasy he became, this operation was very important, the assassination of the secret guards who had been properly arranged, because of the arrival of the Flame Division, all of them were evacuated in a hurry, and they didn't dare to act rashly in recent days, forcing him to let Chu Qing make a move, cautious, hidden, and not missing the slightest flaw has always been this girl's strength, how can he blame?

"Well, you go down." Murong Qin said.

Minister Shao, who was standing beside him, gave a look, and Chu Qing immediately got up lightly and walked away with light steps.

"Childe, fortunately, Old Emperor Mu has a great life, and things are going as smoothly as we expected, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune." Shao Gong sighed.

What is more than luck?

It should be a desperate situation!!

If the emperor of the Great Yue Kingdom died here, if the queen mother's brother died in his room, if the eighth generation head of Jiangnan Mu Mansion died next to him, then how could he Murong Qin still have a way to live in this life?

The ghost Sansheng is a poison in the world on the same level as the Buddha gimmick Bingcheng, even if the demons, ghosts, Buddhas and gods are incomprehensible in the world, but they never expected that Qi Niang Su Muli would solve this poison by saying that it was explained!

Not only did Mu Qingyun not die, he woke up on the second day, he could get out of bed on the third day, and he could even play a game with him today!

Shao Gong was right, even if the assassination went wrong, the final result was very satisfactory. Mu Qingyun was poisoned but did not die, the matter did not reach the point of no return, but it was enough to attract the attention of the imperial capital, known as the "ghost hand of investigating the case" in the imperial capital, not only did he not toss out the murderer, but he did not even search for a clue, and more importantly, Mu Qingyun was grateful to him for being such a nephew!

Plotting in every possible way, risking his life, and going around in such a big circle, what he Murong Qin actually wanted was just Mu Qingyun's gratitude!

"This seventh lady of the Su family deserves to be a miracle doctor!" Shao Gong couldn't help but boast.

Murong Qin smiled rarely, he only felt that her name as a miracle doctor was just a void, except for making a wonderful acupuncture, everything else was still unsatisfactory, but after this scene, he Murong Qin was convinced and grateful!

"Qi Niang, very good!" He recalled Fang Cai's delicate and sullen little face, and his heart couldn't stop itching, as if the fluffy tail of the short-eared cute rabbit swept through the sensitive and soft little heart, itchy, with unknown excitement and comfort.

Shao Gong saw it in his eyes, and the unbearable in his heart became more and more difficult to hide, he thought about it, and finally groaned, "The little lady of the Su family is really the reincarnation of a miracle doctor, and even the ghost three lives are easily solved, to say, the ghost three lives are from "The Witch God's Language"! ”

With a crisp sound of "bell", the milky white green pine teacup hit the cup of the same style, but Murong Qin held the cup tightly and did not let go, and the warm tea inside shook slightly.

The three lives of ghosts and ghosts are recorded in "The Language of the Witch God", why did Su Muli detoxify this poison? Where did she learn it?

"The Witch God's Language" of "East Fire"?

It's impossible, not to mention that "East Fire" is in his hands now, even if Su Muli has to watch it, "East Fire" only has a secret recipe for poison, and there is never an antidote to it.

Nanban Wuluo secret arts?

Never! Over the years, the secret guards have followed closely, and at the same time, they are also monitored at any time, if Su Muli can have the slightest connection with the Southern Barbarian thief, he must have known it a long time ago.

However, looking back and thinking about it carefully, where did Su Muli's wonderful acupuncture and moxibustion skills come from? And she is not a miracle doctor who has lost her name, where did she study?

"Childe, the thief who assassinated Old Emperor Mu is really cunning, he actually used the same red feather silver needle as ours, and he came and went without a trace, disappeared out of thin air, and the secret guard really had no way to start." Shao Gong lowered his voice and pretended to complain.

Murong Gongzi is suspicious by nature, and he knows best.

Sure enough, when his voice fell, he saw Murong Qinfeng's eyes half-narrowed, and the fierceness in the corners of his eyes became more and more obvious.

The secret guard couldn't find the assassin, even the "ghost hand of the case investigation" Flame Si Zuodong Yushi Bingluo, who had been praised by the saint of the Great Yue Kingdom, couldn't find the slightest clue, but Qi Niang Su Muli easily solved the poison......

Why is this such a coincidence?

Could it be......

Then, there was a crisp sound of "bell", and the cup body hit the cup heavily, which was very harsh in this clean Cen Shan courtyard, and the tea in the cup was spilled.

"Childe, can it be hot?" Shao Gong quickly stepped forward and removed the teacup and carefully wiped it with the handkerchief he had prepared.

"It doesn't matter." Murong Qin's face was blue, "I want to come and my uncle and grandfather wake up, you can take the black water jade chess and go with me." ”

Shao Gong half-lowered his eyelids and said, "Yes."

Murong Qin struggled to get up, the wound on his left shoulder was pulling and aching violently, but there was frost between his eyebrows and eyes. He brushed his sleeves, broke free from Shao Gong's support, endured, gritted his teeth, and walked out step by step.

On the eve of the night, the sun had sunk in the west, and the mountain breeze in May was blowing, revealing the warmth and coolness, stirring the son's plain robe, fluttering, and making him more and more thin......

Shao Gong was in the wind, and his eyes were confused......