Chapter Thirty-Seven: Poisonous Hair of Nightmare Dust

Zi Mo Qianying doesn't have any deep hatred for Zimo Shui Yue, it's just that Zi Mo Shui Yue has always been a strong designer of herself, and she knows what she does, and she doesn't want to get involved in the affairs of their master and servant.

"I'm not doing charity." Zi Mo Qianying was a little upset by her crying.

"Zi Mo Qianying, you come out for me."

When Zi Mo Qianying was about to throw Xiao Cui out, Zi Mo Shuiyue's voice sounded outside the door, and Xiao Cui stepped forward to protect Zi Mo Qianying when she heard the voice, refusing to let go.

Zimo Shuiyue heard Ying'er say that Xiaocui had come to Shuiluo Pavilion, so she knew that this girl was not pure-minded, so she hurriedly rushed over, afraid that she would say something that she shouldn't say.

Seeing that Zi Mo Qianying was delayed for a long time, Ying'er stepped forward and pushed them away, and saw Xiaocui hugging Zi Mo Qianying and crying.

"Zi Mo Qianying, you are really kind-hearted, you have taken the maidservants of this palace into your pocket and used them for your use." Zimo Shuiyue stepped forward and kicked Xiao Cui, "You little slut, eat inside and out." ”

"Bring your people back, and don't come to me again to disturb my peace." Zi Mo Qianying looked at Xiao Cui and Zi Mo Qianying in front of him and thought to herself, it wouldn't be another conspiracy.

"Second Miss, I didn't, I didn't betray you, you have to believe in the slave." Xiaocui's own mind was in vain, so they had to plead with Zimo Shuiyue.

Zimo Shuiyue was angry, and her little face turned red, "What do you mean by arranging Xiaocui to the palace, do you want to kill the palace so that you can replace it?" I'm telling you, you don't think about it. ”

Zi Mo Qianying looked at Zi Mo Shuiyue a little crazy, she was still busy looking for Xiao Mochen and Know-it-all, to find news about Miao Ze Continent, she didn't want to talk nonsense with her, she passed by Zimo Shuiyue and wanted to leave.

"What, I was told that the center is empty?" Zimo Shuiyue saw that Zi Mo Qianying wanted to leave, and reached out to grab her sleeve.

Zi Mo Qianying looked at Zi Mo Shui Yue with some unhappiness, and suddenly raised her hand and gave Zi Mo Shui Yue a slap.

"You dare to hit this palace."

"If you don't want everyone to know about it, you can continue to make trouble, I don't have the time to spend it with you here." Zi Mo Qianying didn't care about Zi Mo Shui Yue, and went out of the door.

Hearing this, Zimo Shui Yue came to her senses, that matter can't be known to King Yi, otherwise...

Zi Mo Shuiyue gritted her teeth, and could only look at the back of Zi Mo Qianying leaving.

"Deal with this slut, clean hands and feet." Zimo Shui Yue commanded.

"The side concubine spares her life, spares her life, the slave knows that she is wrong, the slave knows that she is wrong, ah ----"

Shui Luo Pavilion regained its calm.

After Zi Mo Qianying left, he went to the house he had placed for Wei Mochen.

"It's cold." Zi Mo Qianying opened the door, and a cold air came to his face, and he found that the room was covered with thin ice.

"Nightmare Inkdust." Zi Mo Qianying ran to the inner room and saw that there was a purple-haired man in the room, and Xiao Mochen was lying on the bed, his brows furrowed, exuding a cold air.

When Zi Xuan saw Zi Mo's shadow, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was full of surprise, and now he finally knew why Wang stayed in this place with poor spiritual energy, and was unwilling to return to the temple, even if he had a poisonous attack.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Zi Mo Qianying looked at Zi Xuan, took out a dagger and was ready to shoot at any time, although this person was very strong.

Zi Xuan didn't speak, just looked at Zi Mo Qianying, thinking to himself, as long as he killed this woman, the king would not be so persistent, even if the king would blame himself afterwards, Zi Xuan instantly came to Zi Mo Qianying and gave Zi Mo Qianying a palm.

Zi Mo Qianying was filmed out before he could react.

"Poof--" A mouthful of blood spurted out, Zi Mo Qianying lay on the ground, the huge pain made Zi Mo Qianying's face distort, Zi Xuan only made three successful efforts this time, but he broke three or four ribs on Zi Mo Qianying's chest, if it wasn't for the light feather hairpin blocking a certain amount of force, Zi Mo Qianying would definitely die.

Zi Mo Qianying stood up with severe pain and muttered, "Ink dust",

Zi Xuan was a little surprised to see that Zi Mo could still stand up, ordinary people were not killed or disabled by this blow, and sure enough, this woman was a scourge.

Zi Mo Qianying saw Zi Xuan approaching step by step, and scolded in his heart, saying that he would save his life in times of crisis, and drop the chain at a critical moment.

There has been no news since the ink dust came, and he can feel the breath of evil, but the breath is very weak, if there is none, I don't know what the situation is.

"Xiao Mochen, you really killed me, I wouldn't have saved you if I knew it, and I will die for you today." Zi Mo Qianying looked at Wei Mochen, but he was a little unwilling to think that he had just learned that he was going to die.

Zi Xuan walked in step by step, grabbed Zi Mo Qianying's neck, and lifted her into the air, Zi Mo Qianying wanted to break free, but there was no way at all, and he felt that he was gradually out of breath, and looked at Xiao Mochen with difficulty.

Suddenly, Zi Xuan was knocked out, and Zi Mo fell to the ground, having fainted due to lack of oxygen

Seeing Xiao Mochen get up from the bed weakly, Zi Xuan didn't pay attention to Zi Mo Qianying and ran to Wei Mochen's couch, "Wang." ”

Wei Mochen knew what was going on when he saw Zi Mo Qianying's injury, and slapped Zi Xuan on the face, Zi Xuan naturally didn't dare to resist, and his face was beaten sideways, leaving a bright red palm print, "What are you doing, you want to rebel and can't succeed." ”

"Wang, Zi Xuan has followed you for many years, you know that Zi Xuan will not have a heart for the backboard, this woman can't stay, she will be removed." Zi Xuan lowered his head, unable to bear to look at Xiao Mochen.

"Why do you need to meddle in the king's affairs, and take the punishment yourself." Xiao Mochen walked to Zi Mo Qianying's side and hugged her to the bed, forcing him to use his divine power to heal Zi Mo Qianying.

Zi Xuan stepped forward to stop it.

"If you don't want the temple to be ownerless, you're stepping forward." Ink Dust warns Zi Xuan.

An hour has passed.

Zi Mo Qianying's broken ribs were also connected, leaving only a shallow scar on his neck.

After settling Zi Mo Qianying, Xiao Mochen's face was a little pale.

"Poof--" Wei Mochen spurted out a mouthful of blood, Zi Xuan hurriedly stepped forward to support Xiao Mochen, and gave Wei Mochen the poison suppression pill to swallow.

"Wang, afterwards, the subordinates will go to receive the punishment, let the subordinates heal the king's injuries first" Zi Xuan helped Xiao Mochen up and took him away from Zimo Mansion.