A hint of foreboding came to my heart, could it be that this pastry was adulterated with poison?

Although his heart was uneasy, his face did not change in the slightest. 『 Ω 『 Literature 『 Mystery .*

"Could it be that this pastry is poisonous?" Wang Yan asked with a smile.

"The slave family is so vicious in Young Master Wang's heart?" Onihime covered her mouth and smiled.

Not poison? Could it be that there is a problem with the filling, and there is feces in the filling? Wang Yan thought viciously in his heart.

"Did you put in the stuffing?" As soon as Wang Yan's words came out, he was immediately shocked.

The ghost looked like how could you have such an idea, his eyes were full of disdain, and even the ghost Ji was stunned, guessing that he was thinking of the filling, but he didn't expect him to think so much about breaking through the lower limit!

After looking around, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, it's not.

Ghost Ji stopped laughing, looked at Wang Yan and whispered.

"These three kinds of pastries are collectively called beauty cakes, Young Master Wang, do you know where the name comes from?"

"I am only sparse and shallow, so don't sell it here." Wang Yanshuang said.

Eat Dong eats, even if she says that there is in it, she will eat it in her stomach! It's too late to regret it, so you shouldn't pretend to be calm and greedy.

"The crust of this white jade cake is boiled with human skin." Ghost Ji lightly opened her lips and said.

Wang Yan's hand that picked up the wine glass instantly froze in mid-air, and the blood on his face slowly faded.

The material had crossed its own boundary, and it began to buzz in its ears.

Wang Yan couldn't really hear the words behind the ghost concubine, anger flowed in his chest, and his head was full of the helpless cries for help of the prostitute.

Bang, the wine glass squatted on the table, and the wine splashed out.

At the same time, the ghost drew his sword and guarded the side of the ghost queen.

Wang Yan's face gradually became gloomy, and his resentment continued to grow and grow.

"I changed my mind, I think I should let you also taste the taste of being humiliated, the previous promise is invalid, from now on, I will try my best to put you on Liu Tang's bed, and I will do it."

Ghost Ji dragged her chin and looked at Wang Yan, with a hint of intoxication in her eyes.

"Young Master Wang, your angry appearance is really ridiculous." Ghost Ji said, waved her hand, motioned for the ghost to stand down, and said with interest.

"Hypocrisy, I didn't see anything unusual about you when I ate it just now, why did you finish eating, and you knew that it was mixed with human flesh, so you started to feel uncomfortable?"

Wang Yan didn't answer, he was restraining the anger in his heart, he was afraid that he couldn't help but tear the ghost woman in front of him apart.

"The beauty cake of Nuanchun Pavilion does use human flesh, but what you just ate is not the beauty cake of Nuanchun Pavilion."

Hearing this, Wang Yan slowly raised his right, his eyes were cold, and he was surging with murder.

"What you just ate is the pastry I brought from the Heavenly Desire Capital, I made it myself, Young Master Wang, how does it taste?" Onihime sneered.

Ghost Ji's words, Wang Yan couldn't tell the truth from the false, but when she said it, she felt a little better, and her guilt and mania slowly calmed down.

This is a ruthless woman, a cruel woman.

Seeing that Wang Yan didn't reply, Ghost Ji didn't continue to ask, and looked at Wang Yan quietly and with interest.

The main reason for inviting him here this time is to see his state and see if he cares, even if Wang Yan doesn't make a move, he doesn't plan to let Liu Tang get involved with him, but if this matter is done by Wufeng Pavilion himself, if he leaves a handle and reveals a flaw, things will not be good in the future.

It's better to find someone to do this instead of Wufeng Pavilion, and in the future, Ghost Ji has countless ways to escape.

As the minutes passed, the two looked at each other with a stick of incense, and the charcoal fire was lit in the house, but the ghosts and spirits were fighting cold from time to time.

Ghost Ji took the pot and poured wine into her cup, raised her head, and asked with a cold gaze.

"I wonder when Young Master Wang plans to do it?"

"Don't ask." Wang Yan replied coldly.

"It seems that Young Master Wang is really on fire, even so, let's talk about it today, Young Master Wang can go out to enjoy the beauty, don't take the fire in this belly out of the pavilion, let people see it and I can't satisfy the man in the warm spring pavilion."

Wang Yan glared at the ghost Ji, and noticed a trace of abnormality, and the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed, even if he wanted to do something else, the anger still went up.

Wang Yan is not stupid, pastries, wine, anger, this may be what Ghost Ji prepared for herself tonight.

"Pavilion master is a good means." Wang Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was dry.

"Young Master Wang, don't bear it, Hong'er is outside, she is yours tonight, you can play tricks on you."

Wang Yan felt that there was a balloon in his stomach that was still inflating, and the balloon was about to explode.

His heart was beating faster, and the blood was hitting his little brother wave after wave, but unfortunately no matter how the impact was, it didn't loosen in the slightest.

I couldn't vent it, and my mind was about to be overwhelmed by anger.

Ghost Ji has been watching Wang Yan, beauty cake and beauty drunk, in anger as the introduction, the effect is several times more powerful than Hehuan San, ** incense, Wang Yan's weakness is the person he cherishes, if that person is a woman, the effect will be better, Ghost Ji saw through this, so she designed this scene, turning Ning Hong'er into his woman, his weakness, and his handle in his own hands.

It's been so long, why hasn't he gone out yet, could it be that there is less medicine? I've already increased the dosage of medicine.

Suddenly there was a hint of alarm in my mind! Onihime slammed into her feet and shouted outside.

"Hong'er! Come on in! ”

After the ghost queen finished speaking, she gathered the ghost monster to her side, opened the secret door of the secret room, and walked in quickly.

The moment the secret passage door closed, the door to the secret room in Ning Hong'er's bedroom opened.

Ning Hong'er, who was already nervous, walked in wrapped in a thin veil and saw Wang Yan sitting on the chair at a glance, and the anger emitted from Wang Yan's body made Ning Hong'er want to escape, but the secret door behind her suddenly closed.

Ning Hong'er retreated to the corner with a pale face, her body trembling involuntarily.

Onihime retreated into the dark passage, listening carefully to the movement outside.

The silence didn't last long, and after half a pillar of incense, screams came from outside.

Except for the ghost queen, the faces of the ghosts and ghosts all changed, Ning Hong'er's cries were frightened, helpless, desolate, and desperate, they couldn't imagine what Ning Hong'er was experiencing at the moment across the door?

Ning Hong'er's screams not only resounded through the secret room, but the entire Warm Spring Pavilion heard the sound, and some of those who were hollowed out by the wine were even more frightened and disarmed directly.

When the prostitutes heard the sound, their sympathy flashed away, and they continued to wait on the man on their bodies.

In a room on the second floor, a man is entangled with a prostitute.

Ning Hong'er's scream came in, and the man's body suddenly froze, and the kung fu of the tea was more violently conquered, and a trace of low roar came out between his teeth.

Ning Hong'er's voice rang for half a night, and she didn't know when it disappeared.

Before dawn, the door of the dark compartment slowly opened, and the ghost walked out.

Broken yarn can be seen everywhere, and a jade arm hangs weakly from the edge of the table, and the jade arm is stained with mottled blood stains, which are extremely conspicuous under the white skin.

The enchanted monster that came out was dumbfounded.

Ghost Ji walked to the table and probed her fingers in front of Ning Hong'er's nose.

"She's not dead yet, take her away." Ghost Ji's voice was cold and ruthless, the tragic scene in front of her did not touch her, and her eyes did not look at Ning Hong'er from beginning to end.

The Charm of the Devil stepped forward, and the Charm of the Charm of the Charm of the Forehead of Wang Yan who was pressing on Ning Hong'er lifted up, and the Charm took the opportunity to pull Ning Hong'er out.

The two glanced at Ning Hong'er and took a long breath of cold air!

Ning Hong'er's appearance is so miserable.

Ghost Ji only turned her gaze back at this moment, forgetting to glance at Ning Hong'er's lower body, and her brows furrowed.

walked in front of Ning Hong'er, looked carefully, and turned to Wang Yan to investigate, with a wave of hatred in his eyes, and grabbed Wang Yan's trouser pocket.

There were a few hissing sounds, Wang Yan's pants were torn to pieces by the ghost queen, and the ghost queen walked up to Ning Hong'er with a cold face, reached out and wiped the blood stains from her body and smeared them on Wang Yan's lower body.

"Bring Ning Hong'er back to Wufeng Pavilion, and change Zhong Ling to be in charge here."

He nodded and said.

"Pavilion Master, what should he do?"

Ghost Ji turned her head and glanced at Wang Yan coldly.

"Leave him alone, just throw it here." When the words fell, he walked back to the dark grid first.

Wei Mei put Wang Yan back on the table, and also left from the dark grid, with the sound of the machine, the secret room changed back to the previous secret room, but the secret door behind Wang Yan slowly opened...

The snow stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the moon came out of the clouds, shedding a silver glow.

Wang Yan felt that his body was very heavy, and it was difficult to move even one finger when it was heavy.

A little light appeared in the darkness, and soon it dispelled all darkness.

Wang Yan opened his eyes tiredly, and his body seemed to fall apart.

What about Ning Hong'er? Wang Yan thought of the poor woman, and the moment before he lost his mind, Wang Yan saw tears welling up from the corners of Ning Hong'er's eyes.

After looking around, his face became more and more ugly, the broken gauze clothes, the desktop was full of scratches, and scattered blood stains were all over the desktop, what did he do after he finished it?

Suddenly, his crotch was cold, and Wang Yan looked down and was stunned.

How can it be? I didn't react when I was not conscious, how could I be when I was lost?

This kind of thing is the most difficult to determine, Ning Hong'er has disappeared, and Wang Yan can't confirm whether he did anything like a beast last night, if he really did.

Wang Yan rubbed his brows, and a sinister face flashed in his mind.

Onihime, you make a good means!

Wang Yan slapped his palm on the table, and the table exploded.

When I got out of the secret room, I saw a suit of clothes on the table.

Wang Yan's body was stained with blood, so he had to change into new clothes.

As soon as she got downstairs, the bustard greeted her, and it seemed that she had been waiting here for a long time.

"Young Master Wang, was it nice last night?" The old bustard asked with a smile.

Wang Yan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he snorted coldly.

"Where's the Onihime! Tell her to come out and see me! ”

"Young Master Wang, the pavilion master left early in the morning, and specially ordered the slave family to wait for the young master here." The old bustard ignored Wang Yan's face and still laughed.

"What about Ning Hong'er?"

"Hong'er was taken away by the pavilion master, and when she left, she specially asked the slave family to pass a message to the young master."

"What words!" Wang Yan gritted his teeth and asked.

The old bustard covered his mouth and smiled.

"The pavilion master said, the young master was extremely brave last night, and there was only half a life left for Hong'er, and the pavilion master took it back for healing, if the young master wants to see Hong'er again, he will complete the things entrusted by the pavilion master, the pavilion master said, Hong'er is already the young master's woman, so naturally she can't stay here and wait for others, so that the young master can rest assured."

After listening to the old bustard, although Wang Yan didn't move, his heart was already angry!

It's a trap! Ghost Ji calculated from the beginning that she wanted Ning Hong'er! and then use Ning Hong'er as a hostage to blackmail himself!

a ball! How did I fall for her way!