At this time, Xiao Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth seemed to be upturned, and he didn't know whether to laugh or be helpless.

Suddenly, Xiao Jin's ears moved, and he heard a "rustle" sound not far from the door, which should be the sound of shoes rubbing against the ground and the fabric of clothes. It seems that this person is not a person who practices martial arts, so there is such a movement.

Xiao Jin's heart was a little calm, and he secretly raised his eyes to look at Cheng Lang, but saw that he was still that drunk and defenseless in love.

"That man doesn't know where he's going, and if he comes, he must not find out I'm awake! It seems that he can only knock out Cheng Lang first. Xiao Jin said in a low voice.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, Xiao Jin used his internal strength, turned over and quickly struck out with two fingers before Cheng Lang could react, and hit Cheng Lang's sleeping hole.

Cheng Lang hadn't figured out the situation yet, but he saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, and he was already unconscious.

Xiao Jin hurriedly supported Cheng Lang, put him down gently, and lay down carefully. At the moment when Xiao Jin closed his eyes, his footsteps arrived in front of the door. Xiao Jin closed his eyes and listened attentively, only to hear the man's footsteps stop, but then turned around and walked through the corridor in front of the door, heading in another direction.

This should be a passing palace maid, Xiao Jin exhaled lightly, relaxed, and then opened his eyes and looked at Cheng Lang who was lying on the side. Xiao Jin wanted to stun him with a knife, but he thought that Cheng Lang would definitely be able to detect the pain and suspect himself after waking up, so he gave up.

So he only clicked on his sleeping acupoint, and he didn't dare to use great force, but just used a little internal force to stimulate, so that Cheng Lang immediately fell into a coma, because the acupoint force was too small, and Cheng Lang would soon wake up.

"Hopefully the alcohol you've drunk will succeed in messing up your mind." Xiao Jin muttered something in his heart, then closed his eyes again and pretended to be unconscious.

But after a while, Cheng Lang sat up with a bang. Xiao Jin pricked up his ears to raise his vigilance when he heard this, paying attention to Cheng Lang's every move.

"What's going on? How did I lie on the ground. Cheng Lang stood up groggily and tapped his skull with his hand, "I remember who I seem to be talking to......"

Cheng Lang took a closer look, only to realize that this should be Xiao Jin's residence, and then turned his head to find Xiao Jin lying on the bed motionless.

"Am I talking to you?" Cheng Lang frowned, his eyes were like electricity, as if he wanted to see through all the disguises, he stared at Xiao Jin tightly, and at the same time, he was carefully thinking about how he fell asleep here, but he found nothing. Xiao Jin, who felt Cheng Lang's gaze, tightened his heart and suppressed his heartbeat to force himself to calm down.

"Poof!" After a while, the sound of the dagger unsheathed sounded. Cheng Lang grabbed the dagger in his hand and approached Xiao Jin step by step. With the sound of footsteps, Xiao Jin quietly adjusted his heartbeat and relaxed his whole body, as if he had really fallen into a coma.

The thin blade touched the skin, and with a sharp chill, penetrated the skin and seeped into the blood of the major arteries. "You just talked to me, didn't you?" Cheng Lang sneered twice, and the blade was approaching, faintly cutting through Xiao Jin's skin.

Xiao Jin's heart tightened, although his body did not move, his brain was running at great speed, calculating how he should act at the moment when the blade cut through the skin, and at the same time, the internal power was quietly transported, gathered in the palm of his hand, ready to hit Cheng Lang at any time, in case of accidents.

Cheng Lang was afraid that Princess Ling would blame, so he didn't dare to hurt Xiao Jin, but he just tried it with a dagger, wanting Xiao Jin to show his feet, but Cheng Lang observed for a long time, only to see Xiao Jin motionless, nothing unusual, and there was nothing wrong.

"Could it be that I'm drinking too much and hallucinating?" Thinking like this, Cheng Lang hooked the corners of his lips and laughed at himself, "If this wine can make me have a good dream, it's worth it, but it's a pity that it's ......" said that the dagger in his hand also left Xiao Jin's neck.

The moment the dagger left, the string that Xiao Jin's heart was tightened suddenly loosened, and his internal strength was withdrawn, and his palm, which had been in a tense state, trembled slightly uncontrollably due to this sudden relaxation.

However, it was this unremarkable trembling, but it was looked at by Cheng Lang, who was about to fall into loss.

Cheng Lang was shocked, it stands to reason that Xiao Jin was hit by the Gu, and his words and deeds were only controlled by Princess Ling, and it was impossible for him to act independently, but now, his hand moved by itself! This may be because he is dazzled, but it may also be that Xiao Jin has gotten rid of the control of Gu poison, and everything is just pretending to be shown to others!

At the same time, Cheng Lang's mind was dizzy, and the moment of darkness in front of him reminded him of the black shadow before he passed out.

This made him even more suspicious, wasn't he drunk, but knocked unconscious by Xiao Jin? But I didn't feel any discomfort on my body, and it didn't look like someone had touched my hands and feet.

Cheng Lang clenched the dagger in his hand again, staring at Xiao Jin without blinking.

"Xiao Jin, you knocked me out, right?"

"It's sluggish enough." Xiao Jin laughed in his heart, but he also put his mind at ease. Cheng Lang said this, it seems that he is just doubting himself, as long as he does not move, he has no way to do anything about himself. Thinking like this, Xiao Jin also calmed down even more, and sure enough, he was motionless and flawless.

"Xiao Jin, I know you're just pretending to be unconscious. You obviously talked to me before, and you knocked me unconscious after that. ”

Looking at Xiao Jin, who was as quiet as a dead man, Cheng Lang smiled fiercely, "Do you think it's funny to pretend like this?" It's better to be open and honest, you and I can have a good talk, or we can cooperate to eradicate Princess Ling. ”

Seeing that Xiao Jin was still silent, Cheng Lang's hand holding the dagger gradually approached Xiao Jin's neck, "Hmph! Xiao Jin, do you think that I won't dare to kill you if Princess Ling is in front of you? Oh, I really can't wait for you to die, you obviously have the same face as me, but you can sit on the country and marry Princess Ling as a concubine! ”

The sharp blade of the dagger was in close contact with Xiao Jin's neck again, but this time the dagger was not just tentative like last time, but murderous. This murderous aura was accompanied by unwillingness and hatred, which made Xiao Jin's whole person tense again.

"Is this man really trying to kill me? How did I forget that people who drink alcohol tend to go crazy! Xiao Jin was annoyed in his heart, he didn't dare to move, but he couldn't be unguarded, he scolded in his heart, and quickly transported his internal strength, but he was afraid of being discovered, so he could only do it quietly and slowly, so the internal strength could not be gathered for a long time.

Xiao Jin was anxious, if he didn't have to pretend to be unconscious, he could only suppress his nervousness, and now he was afraid that he was already sweating profusely!

At this time, the hatred in Cheng Lang's heart was approaching the highest point, and he saw that his eyebrows were full of anger and said: "Xiao Jin! Why are you! At the same time, the dagger raised high in his hand fell towards Xiao Jin's neck at an extremely fast speed!