"Let's go out, leave the bedroom to Ah Luan, let her have a good rest. It is a good reference for us for the Emperor of the Biguo Kingdom to come in, and we may be able to leave some surprises for Zhao Qiansun. After leaning back and laughing a little, the corners of his lips were hooked, and it seemed to be particularly sinister and cunning.

Listening to the crane, he also understood what the so-called surprise meant, don't look at the backward leaning now because of the corpse oil, it is difficult to use the aura, but this does not mean that the leaning back is a master who can be slaughtered by others, if he is ruthless, everyone has to give him three points.

"I need you to do me a little favor, though. Restricting my movements with corpse oil, I should always repay the favor. A grim smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he smiled, beckoned to Tinghe, and ordered Tinghe like this.

After listening to the crane, he nodded, and after saying goodbye to me, he flashed and left.

He didn't get special treatment from Zhao Qiansun, probably because Zhao Qiansun thought that this person couldn't make any waves, so he just gave Tinghe a pill that could temporarily prevent his aura from being used. People have not followed Mr. Kunwu for so many years, and such a sloppy pill cannot cause substantial consequences to Tinghe at all, Zhao Qiansun fed Tinghe with the front foot, and sent out all the medicinal power to Tinghe with the back foot.

It is precisely because of this that this work can only be handed over to Tinghe at this time.

Hearing the crane was not polite, and after turning around and disappearing, he left the emperor and the two of them alone.

Leaning back, he sat on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, drinking tea, looking at the lonely moon outside the sky, but he didn't feel how difficult the time was, and even when he heard the crane come back, he didn't feel how much time had passed.

If it weren't for the fact that the moon outside was already setting in the west, it would have been tilted back and would not have known what it was like now.

"How? Got it? Leaning back and seeing that Tinghe had returned, he asked slowly.

Tinghe nodded, and then frowned: "This smell is really bad." ”

As he spoke, he handed out a small jar of slightly yellowish bottles, the contents of which were like oil, but which smelled an indescribable stench.

Leaning back and smiling slightly, he took a deep breath, and then showed a somewhat uncomfortable expression: "This oil is good, it's a good thing." ”

"The thing is given to you, it's up to you how you want to use it." Listening to the crane, he shoved the oil into his backward arms. Leaning back, he flipped the bottle and asked with a smile, "Listen to the crane, do you know what this is for?" ”

"Sir said that corpse oil can calm the mind, but the source is too ...... As a result, most patients prefer heart palpitations to be treated with corpse oil. Although Tinghe was full of disgust, he leaned back and asked, and he answered very well.

Leaning back, he smiled slightly, and then said: "It's not bad, but everything is too much, if the corpse oil is used from my hand, it will be fun." ”

"What do you mean?" Listen to the crane I don't know why.

"I'm already dead, that is to say, I was originally a corpse, because of this, Zhao Qiansun can use corpse oil to temporarily suppress my aura, but this aura suppression is not absolute, I can actually use a little aura, and corpse oil in my hand, it is a sharp weapon, didn't I tell you, I want to give Zhao Qiansun and them a surprise? That's the surprise. Leaning back and shaking the corpse oil in his hand, he smiled very sinisterly and cunningly.

"I don't quite understand." How did Tinghe know what strange uses the corpse oil was, in his eyes, the corpse oil was just an indescribable medicinal herb.

After dumping didn't say anything specifically, I saw him walk to another corner with the corpse oil and sit cross-legged.

He poured all the corpse oil on the ground, and then recited words that Tinghe had never heard before, although he did not use the aura to catalyze the corpse oil, but Tinghe obviously smelled an unusual smell.

It smelled a little like corpse oil, but more like a peculiar spice, and it smelled in the nose and it was an indescribable feeling.

Listening to the crane sniffing and smelling, I only felt dizzy, and I fell to the ground at once, leaning back and still muttering something in my mouth, and when I finished leaning back, I heard that the crane was already afraid.

Leaned back and stood up, helped Tinghe who fell to the ground up, and then pointed his fingers on the two acupuncture points on Tinghe's body, Tinghe was shocked, and opened his eyes in confusion: "It's terrible, dream...... Nightmare. ”

"What did you dream about? You're sweating with scare. Leaning back, he rolled up his sleeves to help Tinghe wipe the sweat off his face, and smiled very lightly.

Tinghe grabbed it and leaned back, his lips were still purple: "I...... I dreamed ...... I dreamed that Mr. Kungo was killed by Luo Yu. ”

"Kungo was killed by Luo Yu?" Leaned back and raised his eyebrows, then helped Tinghe to his seat, and after settling him down, he took the initiative to pour a glass of water for Tinghe: "Tell me carefully?" ”

Hearing the crane, he shook his head again and again, his face full of horror: "No...... Not ......"

"It's just a dream, you see, we're still here, and we're still trapped by Zhao Qiansun. It's just a dream, and I just want to hear what you're dreaming about. After all, you think about it day and dream at night, and your dreams may imply something. Leaning back for a long time, he sat down opposite Tinghe, quietly looking at Tinghe, but put a lot of pressure on Tinghe between words.

Listening to the crane shook again, then glanced back a little timidly, and then said in a trembling voice: "I ......"

"What are you afraid of? If you can't even overcome your dreams, if one day Kun Wu really wants you to save your life, will you just sit on the ground and cry? "It's rare to lean back to say such heavy words, but it's really for the good of listening to the crane.

After all, Tinghe has a good life, even when he is with Kunwu and Dixi, there are occasional dangers, but most of them don't need him to support, and the Crane Wings have a special recovery ability, which makes him habitually use the Crane Wings to protect everyone every time he encounters danger, in addition, Tinghe is really not very bold.

It's just a dream, if it is a different person, you may be scared, you may be worried, but it will never be like listening to the crane, not only frightened, but even a little crying.

Listening to the crane clenched his hands into fists, as if he had made psychological achievements for a while, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, trembled and held the porcelain cup and said, "I dreamed of it...... I dreamed that Luo Gongzi took ...... Holding the Medicine King Ding...... Throw Mr. Kungo in. ”

In fact, this sentence is really very short, but it takes a great surge for Tinghe to say it himself.

Following Kunwu for hundreds of years, Tinghe's feelings for Kunwu are like father and brother, if Kunwu has three longs and two shorts, Tinghe will not be able to recognize and admit it no matter what.