Song Anguo didn't notice that in his body, he had already been tricked by the man dressed in black opposite.

Still happy to eat the wontons in his bowl, there are more and more people next to him, and now is not the time, Song Anguo pushed the bowl on the table after eating, and lay back, it was really comfortable.

If he dies now, there is no big regret, the only deficiency is that he did not see his sister, and he has not been happy to marry in front of him, he has already died once, and he is not afraid of death.

When he looked up, he saw the brilliant stars in the sky, Song Anguo's eyes shook, and he quietly waited for the man opposite, after eating the rice in his bowl unhurriedly, he paid the money and turned around and left without looking at Song Anguo.

Song Anguo raised his eyebrows, Evil Heaven didn't enter the crowd like this, and the black figure seemed to have never appeared.

The uncle glanced at Sun Wenguo and said with a smile

"Childe, it's time to eat."

Song Anguo nodded and said okay, then strode away and walked towards the post station, the uncle quickly tilted his body and saw Sun Anguo approaching the post station.

The hand holding the soup scoop in his hand trembled slightly, hey, this is a big man, it seems that something big will happen around here in the future.

A few days ago, he lost His Royal Highness the Hou Wang, the uncle shook his head, and at this time there were new customers on the stall, so he cheered up again.

Song Anguo returned to the corridor and the two guards were still standing in place without squinting, and when they saw him coming back, they shouted again, and Song Anguo nodded.

At this time, the door of Song Jiayao's room creaked, and Song Jiayao, who was dressed in pale pink, walked out of the room, and Song Anguo looked at him.

He smiled and asked, "What's the matter, I haven't slept so late." Song Jiayao shook her head and looked at him.

said to him: "Brother, it's so late, I just went to your room and found that no one is afraid that something will happen to you, let's go, let's go in and talk." ”

Song Anguo nodded, and the two of them walked into the room and closed the door.

Because it was night, the clothes of the two people were relatively thin, Song Anguo sneezed lightly, and Song Jiayao hurriedly took off a thick coat from the hanger next to him, draped it on his body, and frowned slightly.

Looking at Song Anguo, a trace of anxiety and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He looked at Song Anguo and said to him, "Brother, I met someone just now." ”

Song Anguo nodded, Song Jiayao was really like this, she sat next to Song Anguo in a hurry.

said to him: "Brother, didn't you meet the man who has been pestering you." Song Anguo nodded helplessly.

"It's too dangerous, how did he know we were here." Song Jiayao's eyes were shocked with murderous intent, and there was a touch of red in her eyes, which startled Song Anguo.

He shook his head, looked at his sister and said to him, "Don't think too much, he didn't kill me this time, it seems that we will meet again in the future, just be careful then." ”

"But it's so lightweight, I'm still not at ease."

Song Jiayao's mind was spinning quickly and thinking about how to get rid of that person, the person my brother provoked this time was not an ordinary person.

This person is good at using Gu and is famous for killing people in the rivers and lakes without blinking, and there are rumors that he has a strange temperament, but not killing children leaves a bottom line, even so, Song Jiayao still has a vague feeling of worry in her heart.

She held back her pounding heart, thinking that when her brother almost fell into the tiger's mouth, the blood began to boil all over her body.

Nangong Jin is not by his side, and she must protect her brother.

Thinking like this, he held his hand tightly, didn't care about Song Anguo's puzzled face, ran back to his room, and took out a candle from the lantern next to him.

Song Jiayao knelt at the bottom of the bed, not too dirty, stretched her head inside and looked inside, and when she saw the familiar lacquered wood carved box, the corners of her mouth showed a slight smile.

Then leaned out and pulled it out with his hand, this box was also put in by Song Jiayao just now, and now this is also the time to use it.

She hurriedly took the box to the table next to her, and then opened it with the key she carried with her, and there were several white porcelain vases quietly placed in the box, on which were painted with various patterns, some of which were outlined in bright gold, and some were deep purple.

Song Jiayao picked out a small bottle in the innermost, held it tightly in her hand, closed the box again, lay on the ground again, pushed the box to the bed, and ran to Song Anguo's room at the bottom.

"What is this?" Song Anguo looked at the small porcelain vase that Song Jiayao spread out on the table, and Song Jiayao evoked a confident smile.

"This thing is tasteless, if my brother encounters any danger, remember to take out the powder sheep in this bottle, this thing stains other people's skin or inhales it, and within three seconds it will pass out on the ground and sleep for a few hours."

So far, no one has been able to crack this drug.

Song Anguo's eyes widened in surprise, although he knew that Song Jiayao had learned medical skills, but he didn't expect him to mess with such a novel thing, isn't this an enhanced version of the sweat medicine?

Then again, he hadn't seen such a novelty in ancient times.

Song Anguo stretched out his hand and wrapped it with a pair of slender fingers, the white small porcelain bottle, gently opened the cork on it, and lay quietly inside, there was about half a bottle of red powder sent to Anguo, he didn't dare to look more, so he hurriedly re-stuffed the small mouth of the bottle with a wooden stopper.

Song Anguo pondered slightly, then pushed the small bottle in his hand in front of Song Jiayao, looked at him and said to her.

"Brother is a man who can protect himself, you gave it to me, what can you use to get it back, I'm fine."

A trace of emotion flashed in Song Jiayao's eyes, she shook her head with a smile, stuffed it into Song Anguo's hand, and looked at him and said.

"My brother is a very important person to me, if something happens to my brother, I will not forgive myself, my brother can rest assured that I still have it there."

In fact, this powder is very rare, because the medicinal materials used to make the drug are very scarce, and five small bottles have been made so far.

She only brought one bottle with her when she came out this time, and she had used two bottles before, so the rest was even more precious, and Song Jiayao felt sorry for Song Anguo, so naturally she wouldn't say anything.

After saying this, as if to prove something, he took out a small bottle from his waist, and Song Anguozai carefully looked at the small bottle in his sister's hand, which was indeed exactly the same as the bottle in his hand.

Only then did he say yes suspiciously, and Song Jiayao saw that he had put the bottle away, so she looked at him with a smile.

said to him: "It's so late, I still have something to do tomorrow, brother, hurry up and go to bed." ”

Song Anguo nodded and looked at Song Jiayao and said to her, "You also hurry up and sleep." Song Jiayao nodded playfully and returned to her room.

Song Jiayao took out the small bottle that was exactly the same as Song Anguo hidden in her waist, opened the cork, caught the small pill poured out of it with her white hand, and stuffed it into her mouth.

In fact, because Song Jiayao has not slept well since Nangong Jin left her, she often wakes up suddenly at night, or sometimes has nightmares, dreaming that he is no longer alive.

Song Jiayao had a tired look between her eyebrows, and when she thought that she would have to go to Nangong Jin tomorrow, a determined look instantly crossed her eyes.

After she swallowed the pill, she hurriedly went to bed, and the soft quilt finally raised a trace of warmth, and after blowing out the candle next to her, Song Jiayao closed her eyes with peace of mind.

Song Anguo, who was next to him, reluctantly put the small medicine bottle in his hand at the head of his bed.

The things given by his sister should also be carefully put away, and the affairs of the evil sky were also left behind by him.

This so-called soldier will block the water and cover the earth, he is already a person who has died once, why be afraid of anything, being happy in time is one of the great joys of life, this is actually the reason why Song Anguo's eyes are so bright, probably because he understands life.

In a restaurant not far from the inn, a window opened impressively, and on top of the window sat a man with a strong body, dressed in black, who called him mysterious and powerful in the night.

That's right, he is the evil heaven who has just separated from Song Anguo, and the wind outside the window seems to favor him very much, and he will always rest for a moment on his cheeks.

With a few strands of hair, this person is more and more enchanting and handsome.

Evil Heaven looked in the direction of the post station and showed a confused smile, looking closely at the traces of pleasant emotions hidden in it.

He raised his hand, and a red insect in the cuff that was as thick as an adult's thumb slowly moved in the center of his palm, and the evil heavenly dao was not disgusting.

If it were an ordinary lady, or ordinary people would be a little disgusted when they saw such a big bug, but the red bug wriggled in the hand the day before yesterday, as if it knew that it was a baby, and shook its body to its heart's content.

Evil Sky looked at the insect in his hand and smiled very satisfied, and then he took out a knife with his other hand and gently cut a cut in his wrist.

The worm seemed to smell the smell of blood, and with the smell of red wafting out, it slammed into his wrist, squirming vigorously, and finally plunged into it happily when it came into contact with the not shallow scar.

Shaking his body desperately, bright red blood entered his body, and the original red bugs seemed to be soaked in blood, turning from red to crimson.

It looks like a ripe rose, and the red is thrilling.

Evil Heaven didn't seem to feel the pain of blood loss, but looked at the post station not far away with an interested face.

In this way, under the moonlight, a handsome man in a black robe, in the moonlight, a stout and disgusting insect writhed his fat body to his heart's content.

The night slowly deepened, Song Jiayao fell asleep with the assistance of medicine, Song Anguo was already asleep, and a bag suddenly bulged in his arm, and something wrapped in that bag slowly moved towards Song Anguo's shoulder with Song Anguo's arm.