Chapter 87: The Mansion of the Void and the Snake (2)

Yan Wang's words were not yet complete, and he felt that the wrist that he grabbed someone's throat hurt, and he suddenly looked at it, and a green silk was wrapped around his wrist, and the woman who made the green silk stared at him.

The green silk life-killing hook is powerful, it's not that he hasn't heard of it. As long as Mu Qingyi is motivated, King Yan's will be missing a hand.

The one who knows the times is Junjie, and King Yan let go.

But Su Quan's situation was not much better, they were surrounded without leakage, but his flute sound was peculiar, which caused the evil dizziness among the soldiers. Su Quan made up his mind, waved his hand, and the jade flute in his hand flew towards the Yan King and them at a speed like a flying swallow.

King Yan had seen the power of the flute, and he only pounced on the flute, and when he turned around with the flute, Su Quan had already pulled Mu Qingyi and escaped.

Everyone came back to their senses and immediately went to chase Mu Qingyi and Su Quan, but they were swept down by Gu Huaiwuyi's white feather fan that appeared, and there was no trace of anyone who couldn't catch up.

Angry, King Yan stomped his feet: "You bunch of waste! But when he thought about it, it wasn't completely useless, the person ran away, and the "magical" jade flute was not bad.

They fled to safety, Su Quan saw Gu Huaiwu rescue him at the last moment, he was very grateful, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, old man Bai, I haven't seen you for a while, why did you appear in Yanwang's Mansion?" How do you know that I have come to save people and come to help? ”

Mu Qingyi first looked at Su Quan's waist, where was the shadow of the marrow flute, and his face turned pale with anger, "You actually left the marrow flute in the hands of Yan Wangfu!" ”

Su Quan was proud, slowly took out the pike flute from his sleeve, and shook it in front of everyone, "Transferring flowers and grafts, it's really in my hands, and what King Yan has in his hand is just an ordinary flute." I confused his gaze, at this time, I guess he still has to hold the flute! ”

Mu Qingyi smiled with relief, only to find that her eyes had regained their light, and there was unexpected joy on her face.

Su Quan was so happy that he wished to kneel in the sky, but Gu Huaiwu gradually smiled and reminded, "As soon as it is exposed in King Yan's Mansion today, King Yan is not a fool, the secret of the marrow flute will always be excavated by him, you must act carefully in the future, and never fall into the hands of King Yan again." ”

"Even if he has a piping flute, he doesn't know how to use it, just now I tested him with a flute, and he didn't know that it was the Divine Stone, which means that the other three Divine Stones must not be in his hands."

Mu Qingyi nodded, agreeing with Su Quan's words.

Gu Huaiwu continued, "King Yan is the prince of the imperial court, and our Sun Moon Palace cannot have a head-on conflict with the people of the imperial court, and now this beam cannot be untied. ”

"What, our Sun Moon Palace?" Su Quan looked puzzled and then suddenly realized, and pointed at Gu Huaiwu in disbelief and asked, "You, aren't you also from the Sun Moon Palace?" ”

Gu Huaiwu pursed his lips and was silent, indicating that he acquiesced, and his smile was always wise and indifferent.

"Someone!" Mu Qingyi noticed that a pair of eyes were staring at the three of them, and he stretched out the green silk with his hand and attacked the tree, but unfortunately the person moved quickly, and when Su Quan and them looked, Qingyi struck in the air.

Although the man moved quickly, Mu Qingyi's eyes caught up with the man's figure, she took back the green silk and replied leisurely, "I saw it, that person is a hundred miles without fragrance." ”

"There is no fragrance in a hundred miles, but he is not a good person." Su Quan's words concealed a resentment.

Gu Huaiwu shook his white fan and didn't say a word. He thought, hmph, people who are not good people have more people in the world. Suddenly, Mu Qingyi's eyes regained their sight strangely, and he turned around and wondered, "Lord Palace, dare to ask why your eyes can be regained without warning?" ”

Mu Qingyi carefully recalled the first sight he saw in Yanwang's Mansion, and he also felt incredible, "The first sight I saw was Su Quan's marrow flute, which is probably stimulated by the light of the outside world, and I don't know the medical theory." ”

Su Quan looked at Gu Huaiwu's expression, and then looked at Mu Qingyi's expression, both of them were puzzled.

"You just right, don't think about it, this is the sky has eyes." He smiled and condoled.

Su Quan seems to be light, but in this matter, in fact, his mind is heavier than anyone else. If it is some kind of stimulating light as Tsing Yi said, could it be the credit of the Divine Stone? No wonder Qin Yuyun insisted on resurrecting Xiao Niang with the Divine Stone at the beginning, is the power of the legendary Divine Stone really true?

It's really strange, Su Quan thought to himself, the more outrageous he felt.

"Now that the two of you are on the cusp, you have to be careful." Gu Huaiwu reminded them.

Mu Qingyi nodded with Su Quan.

Besides, the peeping person is really a hundred miles without fragrance, the purple-black figure shuttles through the slaughtering flower forest, Zhou Shumei is practicing poisonous flower claws, and the safflower in the forest is poisoned, only Zhou Shumei and Baili without fragrance and poison are not invaded.

Baili Wuxiang was angry, "Zhou Shumei, do you know that Mu Qingyi not only did not die, but also escaped if he fell into the hands of King Yan, and one of the Shentian stones was actually hidden in Su Quan's flute. ”

Zhou Shumei didn't know if it was because she was practicing absent-mindedly, or for other reasons, she spit out a mouthful of black blood when she collected poison, which suddenly made her unhappy. Baili Wuxiang saw this scene, and pretended not to see it.

"I feel unwell, let's discuss it another day." Zhou Shumei's face was like white paper, and the weak willow wanted to fall.

Baili Wuxiang scolded her, her two eyes glared together, and scolded together, "What discomfort!" This is a normal phenomenon, when I was practicing poison skills at your age, I had never been so unbearable! ”

"Yes, you're right, I'll work harder." Zhou Shumei was weak and spit out a word of compromise.

Baili Wuxiang carefully considered, and still had some chances of winning, "I don't know what you did, Tui Mu Qingyi fell off the cliff and let her slip away." But it's okay, it turns out that the Shentian Stone is in their hands, and I won't suffer this loss, the good show is still to come! ”

Zhou Shumei asked her, "What are you going to do?" ”

Baili Wuxiang patted Zhou Shumei's back and said with a smile: "It's not how I do it, but how you do it."

After the incident of empathy incense, Zhou Shumei burned all her thoughts, didn't want to mix it anymore, and had the idea of letting go, but when she heard that Mu Qingyi was not dead, Su Quan had a divine stone in her hand, and hatred and jealousy quietly ignited and burned into a fire, which made her face red.

"And what do you want me to do?"

Baili Wuxiang snorted, intentionally or unintentionally instigated, "With our own strength, we can't destroy the Sun Moon Palace, but there is someone who can." ”

"Who?"

"King Yan?"

King Yan? Zhou Shumei knew that her father had a close relationship with King Yan, and she wanted to have her father's face, and it was not difficult for him to ask for help.

Baili Wuxiang also likes Zhou Shumei's advantage, otherwise, there will be no advantage to use in this person.

"The identity of Marquis Zhou's daughter, it's up to you. The date of Mu Qingyi's death is also up to you,"

Zhou Shumei was silent, as soon as she heard Mu Qingyi's name, she felt like a thorn in her heart, and she couldn't pull it clean, which made her feel painful. She wiped the black blood from the corner of her mouth, which was originally a bitter face, but now she had a trace of spirit because of hatred.

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