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I hurriedly walked over to him and closed the window.

Long Xuanling suddenly hugged me from behind when I leaned over to close the window, and the cold air on his body wrapped me in this instant.

"The child is fine." Long Xuanling suddenly whispered in my ear.

I was stunned, and immediately turned my face to look at Long Xuanling: "Have you seen Ning'er?" ”

Long Xuanling shook his head: "Benjun asked that fat ginseng essence to help Lingwu rescue everyone and send them to the mountain, so that the pangolin can protect them first." ”

"Then Yin Zhen found out, didn't he?" I'm worried that if Yin Zhen finds out, there will be trouble again.

"Lingwu let a few black birds transform into Ning'er and their appearance, and the people of the Demon Slayer Pavilion haven't found out yet, they have been stolen and replaced." As Long Xuanling spoke, he rested his chin on the top of my head and let me snuggle up in his arms.

"Madam, Benjun owes you and Ning'er too much, maybe you really can't pay it off in this life." Long Xuanling lowered his eyes and stared at me.

"Long Xuanling, if your plan can be successfully completed, the three of us will live in seclusion together and not ask about the world." I whispered in his arms.

Long Xuanling didn't respond, but just hugged me tighter.

In my mind, a picture of our family of three together.

But the mouth of the chest began to ache faintly again at this time, and this position happened to be the position of the dragon-shaped jade pendant.

Before, Kangning touched this jade pendant and cried, I don't know why.

So, he unbuttoned his shirt and wanted Long Xuanling to see if there was something wrong with this jade pendant.

As a result, he was mistaken, turned his head directly, and kissed my neck, and his cold lips made me feel numb.

"Long Xuanling!" I quickly broke free from his arms and glanced sideways at the door.

Long Xuanling turned sideways in front of me, cupped my cheek and said, "Madam." ”

His deep eyes stared at me.

And I clearly know that there are more important things than this love.

"Long Xuanling, these days, there is always a burning feeling in my chest." I lifted the collar of my shirt and showed it to Long Xuanling.

Long Xuanling's jade pendant was still quietly attached to my skin, Long Xuanling glanced at the jade pendant, and there was obviously a trace of worry in his eyes.

"Long Xuanling, this jade pendant is not ordinary, right?" I looked at Long Xuanling.

"This is a dowry gift from Benjun!" Long Xuanling looked at me with a serious face.

"Dowry? Isn't the dowry a camphor box? "Although it has been a long time, I still remember the picture of Brother Da Shui carrying the fiery camphor wood box and walking into the house.

The red of the box is not festive in my eyes, but the color of blood, and it smells bloody.

"Camphor wood box? Dowry? Long Xuanling frowned, but he was actually surprised, as if he didn't know anything about the dowry.

"Isn't that camphor wood box the Dragon King's dowry? Every three years, you ask to marry a girl? "I looked at Long Xuanling.

"Nonsense!" Long Xuanling's eyes sank, and he retorted: "Benjun was pressed under the Broken Dragon Abyss, how did he come out and give what dowry gift?" And how to choose a yin girl? ”

"This?" I lowered my eyes and half-opened my mouth for a long time before I said, "But in the end, don't you too?" ”

I remembered sitting in a sedan chair, and Long Xuanling was blurry when he rushed out from under the ice.

At that time, I was so frightened that I almost fainted, and I couldn't really see it.

"Isn't it the one you woke up? Originally, Benjun was sleeping in the Broken Dragon Abyss, it was you who summoned Benjun, and Benjun's dragon spirit came out of the Broken Dragon Abyss, and used your virgin blood to unlock the seal of the dragon spirit. Long Xuanling looked at me after speaking: "You do have a fate with Benjun, otherwise, do you think Benjun just wants a woman's innocence casually?" ”

He looked at me with a serious face, and I didn't say a word with my mouth half-open.

There was too much confusion and amazement in my heart, if it wasn't for him, then what was the Dragon King's dowry? Who did Ping'er marry?

Seeing that I looked suspicious, Long Xuanling asked, "You don't believe what Benjun said?" ”

"No, I just think it's strange, where did all the women who married the "Dragon King" go in those years? I thought to myself.

After Ping'er and the others got married, they never appeared in the village again.

Many people in the village said that those brides followed the dragon king to enjoy happiness, but now, Long Xuanling didn't know that there were those so-called "dragon king's wives", who did Ping'er marry? became a big mystery.

"Ahhh

I was thinking about it when a hysterical scream came from the next room.

As soon as I heard that scream, it was true, and I hurriedly said to Long Xuanling, "I'll go and take a look." ”

After saying that, he hurriedly rushed out of the door, and Gu Shaoting, who was originally standing at the door of the Yinzhen House, had already rushed in first.

When I entered the room, I saw Yin Zhen lying on the ground, curled up in pain, as if rubbing his arms against the ground.

And the disciples who were guarding him, looking at Yin Zhen's arms full of holes, didn't dare to take a half step forward at all.

"Give me the saber!" Yin Zhen was sweating profusely and shouted at the disciples of the Demon Slaying Pavilion.

These disciples looked at each other, not knowing what Yin Zhen wanted to do.

"It's useless to cut it, the Gu poison spreads quickly throughout the body with the blood, and now according to your situation, you must apply the medicine as soon as possible to feel better." Yun Niang had already appeared behind me.

What she held in her hand was the herb that had been pulped.

Yin Zhen looked at the dark green herbal paste, shook his head again and again, and couldn't stop saying, "It's useless, the Gu poison on my body hasn't spread like this?" ”

"As I said, healing takes time, and if you give up the dressing now, you will die in less than three days." Yun Niang's gaze glanced at Yin Zhen's arm lightly.

Yin Zhen's willow eyebrows frowned tightly, and then he raised his hand, originally wanting the few disciples in front of him to help him up.

As a result, the disciples looked at each other, and they were stunned that none of them dared to step forward and help Yin Zhen.

In the end, Gu Shaoting took a step forward and helped Yin Zhen up.

Yin Zhen pointed at his people and shouted angrily, "You! Get out of here! Get out! ”

Those disciples hurriedly hung their heads and retreated outside the house.

When Yin Zhen saw them gone, he laughed out loud, and his laughter was full of desolation.

Yun Niang lifted Yin Zhen's long sleeves, motioned for me to wring the clean cloth over, wiped Yin Zhen's wound briefly, and dripped three drops of blood from my fingers into the herbal paste.

This time, without Yun Niang saying anything, I pressed Yin Zhen's leg, Gu Shaoting pressed Yin Zhen's shoulder, and Yun Niang gave him medicine in an orderly manner.

The screams resounded throughout the inn, but those people in the Demon Slayer Pavilion seemed to be deaf, and no one came in to ask a word or take a look.