The carriage walked another stick of incense, and finally stopped at a slightly deserted inn.

Nanwu looked through the gap in the car window, and saw a three-story Huizi building in front of him, the Zhu door was wide open, and the sunlight fell from the patio, reflecting the warmth of the inn. Looking up at the top of the small building, there is not even a plaque, only an old yellowed linen cloth is hung, and the word Yongle is written on it, and the handwriting has no rules, and it looks chic and wanton.

As soon as she retracted her gaze, the brocade curtain in front of her was lifted, and a hand with a white jade wrench reached out to her: "Get out of the car." ”

Nan Wu glanced at him and hooked the corners of his lips: "The prince is really indifferent to the slave family. ”

Lu gradually left no answer, and didn't even give her a look. Nan Wu pursed his lips, and the jade white fingers fell on his palm.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Nan Wu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this person was talking about the wound on her palm.

She shook her head and said lightly: "Doesn't the prince know that the slave family is invulnerable?!" I don't feel anything about this wound. ”

"Heh......" Lu Yanli seemed to have heard something funny, sneered, and raised his eyes to look at her fixedly: "Do you think that if you deceive everyone, you can take it seriously?!" ”

Seeing her face turn pale, Lu gradually seemed to regret it, looked away, stopped looking at her, and didn't speak again.

Nan Wu shook off his hand, his face tightened, jumped off the carriage, and entered the inn without looking back.

Lu Yanli looked at her back and let out a almost inaudible sigh.

In fact, at first, he thought that she really didn't hurt. How can a demon girl who is invulnerable and invincible to poison know what pain is?!

Until the day she drew the soul for the singer Thirteen Niang, he saw with his own eyes that Bahuang sent a bowl of hemp boiling to her. Only then did he realize that what he thought was the truth was just a false appearance.

What kind of unbearable pain does it have to make people want to numb themselves......

Eight Wilderness was her first servant, and he knew more of her secrets than all the newcomers around her.

He was so angry that day that he glared and asked him, "Who said that my aunt doesn't know the pain?!" ”

It was unbelievable, as if I had heard some ridiculous nonsense.

Under his questioning, although Bahuang was reluctant, he finally told him this secret that was not a secret.

"The nine-tailed fox bone is the only thing in this world that hurts her, and if her aunt is cut by that thing, it will be like a mortal being deboned. The wound healed very slowly, burning like fire day by day, and the fire ants ate and bitten. Others looked fine, but she had to endure the pain for 7749 days until the wound was gone. ”

He still doesn't know how abrasive the pain in the mouth of the Eight Desolations is. That's probably ......, he thought. It's even more unbearable than the torture in the Futu Pagoda in his house.

Xiao Er bowed his head and greeted him: "Are the two distinguished guests playing the tip or staying in the hotel?" ”

Seeing that he was silent, Xiao Er raised his voice: "Guest officer! Sir?! ”

Xiao Er's voice seemed to be vaguely transmitted into his ears from a long distance, Lu gradually frowned, handed him the reins in his hand, threw a piece of broken silver casually, left two words "live in the store", and followed her into the store with great strides.

"Okay! Two distinguished guests, please! Xiao Ermei shouted with a smile in his voice, and led the carriage into the backyard.