Chapter 681: Nine Thousand Years Old (29)

“……”

Ning Jiu's eyebrows jumped faintly.

Although they have known each other for a short time, they only saw this Princess Yong in the palace from afar in the past, and they have never had a deep friendship, and today's in-depth understanding is only limited to the body.

However, in this palace that eats people and does not spit out bones, the nine thousand years old who has risen all the way is such a smart and excellent character?

A woman who dares to do something that forces him will be willing to be obedient...... To die?

- Impossible.

Ning Jiuque looked at Fenghua, patiently waiting for her next.

Fenghua picked her lips and smiled a little charmingly: "Anyway, I'm dead, and I have a thousand years old to accompany the funeral, and the peony flower is also a ghost to die, why not?" ”

"What do you mean?" Ning Jiuque's tone was suddenly cold, and his eyes were cold and gloomy, as if he could break her neck anytime and anywhere.

"What does Chitose think?" Fenghua curled her red lips, but her smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, and she said clearly and distinctly: "My blood is not so delicious." ”

As she spoke, she raised her slender hand, and swept her long black hair with a lazy expression, and her little fingers, which were as white as jade, bent their sideburns like ink and green silk, and hooked them behind her ears.

Revealing delicate jade ears as thin as cicada wings.

On it, there is also a small tooth mark, which is ambiguous with bright red.

The action is not deliberate, but it is seductive enough.

A trace of anger swept between Ning Jiu's eyebrows, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was like the calm before the storm, "Hand over the antidote." ”

He thought it was poison.

Feng Hua forcibly endured the discomfort between his legs, his clothes fluttered, and he walked towards the silver-purple robe and gorgeous man standing there.

At the distance of one side, I stand still.

She pointed to herself and said:

"The antidote is me."

Her Majesty the Empress began to talk serious nonsense...... No, make up stories.

"The name of this medicine is: Full Moon Love."

This means that on the night of the full moon, the Chinese herbalist must have a ...... Sexual intercourse. ”

"Otherwise, you will explode and die."

"Chitose Lord and I have both been hit by the medicine 'Full Moon Love', and we have both solved each other's medicinal properties, so on the next full moon night, the only person who can solve the full moon in Chitose Ye's body is me."

Looking at Ning Jiuque's almost expressionless face, Fenghua picked his lips and smiled playfully, his tone rose faintly, and his red lips bit the word and asked: "Why, now that the Chitose Lord still wants to stick to his original intention, kill this princess, and make this underground palace a resting place for this princess?" ”

There was a pause.

She smiled casually: "This princess is happy to be with a great beauty like Chitose Ye...... Let's go to Huangquan. ”

“……”

Ning Jiuque looked at her coldly.

However, only by looking closely, you will find that in fact, there is not much killing intent in the depths of those beautiful phoenix eyes.

Full moon love.

Rao is Ning Jiu is well-informed, and he has never heard of the existence of such a medicine - of course, because Her Majesty the Empress made it up and talked nonsense casually.

However, at such a life-and-death moment, he didn't think Yan Qiyu would lie.

The silver-purple robe, the man in gorgeous clothes, the dark aura around his body suddenly dissipated in an instant.

The feeling of extremely low air pressure suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Ning Jiuque raised his hand and pinched the woman's beautiful chin, his lips approached her, and his beautiful voice was indistinguishable, secretly hiding his anger, and warned her in a low voice word by word, saying:

"Yan Qiyu, this seat will spare you this time, but if you dare to deceive this seat......"