A hot feeling filled his throat, but Weng Chi said, "It's just a weapon, what are you talking about ...... so much" Leaving this sentence, he left the underground warehouse.

Mei Yan still lay on the ground and did not move, but the cold evil stain also blocked all the breath and shrank in the corner.

Sure enough, Weng Chi, who had been walking for a while, came back again, his eyes swept carefully, and after making sure that there were no problems, he left.

It wasn't until it was completely confirmed that this person had left that Leng Xieran breathed a sigh of relief, and it was so hard to hold his breath!

In order to block out all the breath, she didn't even breathe.

She's a small, transparent ...... that doesn't breathe

"How are you?" Leng Xieran walked to Mei Yan's side, squatted down and looked at the old man.

Hearing this, the old man turned over, his whole face was exposed in front of him, 'miserable' is needless to say, the old man's lips opened slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

His eyes were deep, and he took out the Yunling Pill he had refined before and motioned for the old man to take it, but the old man looked straight at the cold evil stain and didn't take it.

"Do you want to say that the poison in your body rejects the medicinal effect of this pill?" Seeing the old man nodding, Leng Xie was thoughtful, she didn't know how domineering the poisonous gas in the old man's body was, maybe she needed a higher level of pills to suppress it, but she couldn't do it because of her lack of strength at present.

If it is later, the old man will be cured.

After confirming that Weng Chi would come tomorrow, Leng Xiran left the warehouse and returned to his house a few times.

But it was no longer possible to sleep, but fortunately, he practiced cross-legged directly.

It was late at night, and in the underground warehouse, the old man was still lying on the ground, his eyes were closed and he seemed to have fallen asleep, but the totem on his face was looming in this dark space, which was particularly weird.

Following.

Leng Xie got up early in the morning, and indeed asked Jiu Xiaochen to go to the market to have a look, and the two sat in the teahouse, inquiring about the latest news of Jiuli Kingdom.

"Hey, you've all heard about it, there were dozens of corpses piled up outside the three princes' mansions yesterday, and they all died miserably!"

"This news has been all over the city, who doesn't know......" someone pouted disdainfully.

"That's it, I was there at the time, and the third prince's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, hahaha!" Someone laughed, as if it infected the others, as if they were poking at the point of laughter, and the others laughed too.

In the corner, the teahouse was full of laughter, and the encirclement was still deserted.

"I regret a little that I didn't see that Shangguan Molan's face......" Leng Xiran shook his head with a sigh, but he didn't expect that in just one day, this news had been infected to the point that everyone knew about it, and no one knew about it.

"It's a lesson for him." Jiu Xiaochen smiled lightly, so it seems that the effect is very good.

Presumably, Shangguan Molan would not be stupid enough to directly announce that these people were killed by the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion, first, it will confirm the fact that he assassinated Leng Xieye to another extent, and second, it will also ruin his reputation even more, although it is the same now.

"I'm afraid that the reputation of the three princes will be completely ruined, in the auction house some time ago, the three princes were targeted, maybe this matter was done by those people." Someone said that he was fortunate to go in and visit the auction, and he witnessed the whole auction.

"I've also heard what you said, it is said that those people don't look at the three princes at all, you say, could it be Zhongzhou?" One person guessed, and the others pondered for a while, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt that it made sense.