Ye Mushen reflected for a moment, thinking that he was not really afraid of these insects and snakes.

As an unswerving Yan dog, Ye Mushen is more disgusted than afraid of these ugly creatures in essence.

However, Ling Shang's bloody, cruel, evil and weird alchemy technique made Ye Mushen a little fascinated.

What a hell of a thing.

If you want to blame, blame Ling Shang for being so good-looking.

It's good to see that he almost overlooked a terrible detail - Ling Shang's blood was even more vicious than the vicious insect snake.

"Night Hall Master, are you afraid of these poisonous insects......" Ling Shang put his hands into a rough stone altar, "Or are you afraid of me?" ”

After a while, Ling Shang took his hand out of the stone altar.

Insects, ants, and spiders crawled all over his hands.

Ling Shang's hand was bitten by insects and ants, and there were countless looming blood holes on his white hand.

But there was no pain on his face.

Ye Mu ginseng saw that his little heart was tightly pinched.

This guy has no heart, no consciousness?

"Both...... Don't be afraid...... Ye Mushen stammered, "Ling Shang...... Aren't you in pain? ”

Ling Shang glanced at Ye Mushen unexpectedly and said coldly, "Get used to it." ”

Ye Mushen suddenly felt a little sad.

His mouth opened and closed, and he didn't say anything more.

After about a stick of incense, all the insects and ants in Ling Shang's hands finally died.

Ling Shang methodically shook off the remains of the poisonous insects in his hands.

Those hands that were originally flawless and slender were now stained with filth...... But it was still so good-looking that Ye Mushen wanted to reach out and hold it tightly.

Ling Shang ignored Ye Mushen's gaze and picked up a handkerchief mottled with pus and blood disapprovingly to wipe the marks on his hands.

"This medicine is too disgusting...... Ye Mushen involuntarily sighed, "If it were me, I would rather die than drink it!" ”

"The Night Hall Master has something to say," Ling Shang sighed lightly, "Why do you want to wait here to suffer?" ”

"Ahem, I'm just here to see my friends, what do you think I'm going to be?" Ye Mushen pouted dissatisfiedly, "Ling Shang, I'm not as snobbish as you think. ”

"Really?" Ling Shang raised his chin slightly contemptuously, and had a clear and distant demeanor, "You owe the prince a favor, and you want me to pay it back for you, isn't this called snobbery?" ”

"I ......" Ye Mushen was stunned, "Ling Shang, you check me?" ”

The hall master of Xiaoao Hall naturally did not forget that Ling Shang's Qingfeng Zhai secretly searched for the privacy of the guests.

Each family has its own way of making a living, and Ye Mu Ginseng doesn't want to comment on it.

But at this moment, he finally realized that the information that Ling Shang had might be more comprehensive and thorough than all of Luo Jing's know-it-all combined.

At least...... In addition to Ye Mujing and the emperor, there is also Ye Mushen himself, and no one in the world knows that he owes Ye Mujing his affection.

I don't want to Ling Shang, but I know it well.

The master of the Tsundere Hall has only two knots in his life.

One of them is the deceased who was intentionally and unintentionally slandered and framed many years ago, and then searched for five years but has never been heard from.

The second is that he owes Ye Mujing's love.

That old man, Yu Ye Mushen has already blurred his impression, and now he only has a lingering guilt and apology.

Moreover, he has spent five years...... It would be futile to look for it like this.

It's better to wait for him to become a household servant, and then use his power for personal gain.

And Ye Mujing's kindness to Ye Mushen is much heavier.

Ye Mu ginseng is worth his own life, and he can't pay it back.

"Didn't you check on me too?" Ling Shang's face did not change, "His Royal Highness the Prince's love for the Night Hall Master...... It's really reckless. ”

Ye Mushen was dumbfounded.

He suspected that he was hallucinating, and he actually felt that Ling Shang's words were a little sour.

The Tsundere Hall Master's Buddha Mind Method was not practiced in vain, and he quickly adjusted his mentality.

"Now that you know, I won't beat around the bush," Ye Mushen smiled, "Ling Shang, let's make a deal." ”