Suddenly, an old man with gray hair fell to the floor with a thud. His face was pale and bleeding. The noodles in his mouth quickly changed color, and in an instant, small red dots appeared on his skin.

'Oh no!' Thousand flavors' noodles are poisoning! The little miracle doctor is really a demon, and he brought the plague to our Daqi. Someone shouted. Suddenly, there was chaos in the hall, and the diners ran to the door screaming.

The unexpected event caught Uncle Huo off guard. The hand holding the abacus beads stood on time, staring blankly at the diners who were screaming frantically and flocking to the gate.

"Daddy! Why did you bury your life when you kept eating noodles? This side is poisonous and plague-infected! It is said that the little miracle doctor is a demon, and the son of Qichu does not believe it. But now, daddy...... "The middle-aged uncle in the green shirt cried so much that he almost fainted.

"Smash the root of this evil." There was a yell. A group of diners who had not squeezed out of the door turned back to their chairs and stools, and 'crackled' and smashed them against the tables, chairs and benches. For a while, there was chaos in the hall, the bowls were broken, the tables were broken, and it was a mess.

In the corner, a middle-aged man in his forties stood lonely. The face is rectangular, the skin is white, he wears a black Confucian scarf, and a green silk robe, which is embroidered with a few emerald green bamboos swaying in the wind. His eyes were blue and flashing, and his face showed no emotion, giving people a kind of bearing that Mount Tai collapsed and did not change his color.

Just watched this group of people smash the 'Qianwei' noodle shop without changing their faces. It gives people a terrible feeling of being in the city. He is the first Mu of the Alcohol Palace, after the retirement of the old man, Kwai Yuan.

"You damn scourge, it was your noodles that poisoned my father. Today, Lao Tzu wants to kill you to avenge my father. The big man who cried dad pounced on Uncle Huo violently, pulled out his collar and fell with a big fist.

"My lord, the diners who were poisoned by the noodles are still in the 'Thousand Flavors' noodle shop. But hurry, I heard it's a plague! The man finished speaking, and a flash of smoke flashed. Looking at him like that, as if he was really afraid of being infected by the plague, he ran as fast as a thief.

"What? Plague patients appear in the noodle shop. Is this worth it? "The commander who took the lead, the commander of the five battalions of the Nine Gate Infantry Army, Wang Gaoyuan. It is clear about the industry of the little divine doctor in Shangdu. Now, there is a murder in the 'Qianwei' noodle shop. What should he do?

"Lao Tzu killed you scourge." A man's scolding voice came from the noodle shop. Outside the door, the diners who ran out in a daze followed the people who had a heart turned back and blocked the door of the 'Qianwei' noodle shop.

"Hey! Old fish, I remember that the poisoned man ate the same kind of noodles as the two of us. And it's a little second brother who brought it, we'll be fine, right? "What a thin old man is about to cry! He remembered that Xiao Er brought four bowls of three fresh noodles at the same time, himself and the old fish, as well as the poisoned old man and a middle-aged man in a green robe.

"Don't worry, if it's poisonous, we'll be doomed!" The sixty-year-old fat old man named Lao Yu stroked his beard on his chest and looked at the smashed men in the noodle shop incomprehensibly.

"It's not poisonous! Which they .......... Oh! I see. The thin old man suddenly realized.

Luan Xiao, who was cooking noodles in the back kitchen, heard the commotion in the front hall, picked up a noodle pin and ran forward. In my ears, Uncle Huo's shout of 'ouch, ouch, ouch' was heard.

"This uncle, my young lady is really not a demon. The guest was clearly blackmailed by someone who was fed poison first! It has nothing to do with my young lady. Uncle Huo's face was bruised, and the corners of his mouth were bloody. But I was a little scared in my heart, this time it was really dead!

"You profiteer with a bad heart, will Lao Tzu still murder his own father? Today, Lao Tzu wants to kill you to pay for my father's life. Dou Da's iron fist waved Uncle Huo again.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and a noodle pin more than a foot long flew out diagonally, and with a miserable scream, the noodle pin directly did not break his wrist. The terrifying force flew the strong man's strong body and slammed it into the wall to the side. 'Poof' The strong man spurted a mouthful of blood, tilted his head and rolled his eyes, and fainted directly.

In a hurry, Luan Xiao, who threw out his noodle pin, flew into the hall and glanced at the smashed tables and chairs. Immediately furious, he flew up and kicked at the tall thin man who was smashing the cash register.

This big man's kung fu is not weak, and he moved his body to avoid Luan Xiao's fatal kick. His eyes swept over the strong man who didn't know whether he was dead or alive in the corner of the wall, his heart was full of grief and indignation, and his eyes were full of blood. I saw him slowly raise his left palm, and the qigong urged him to slash with one palm. Suddenly, a sharp breath broke through the air and slashed towards Luan Xiao.

"Master" Luan Xiao was secretly frightened. With a twist of his nimble body, he was able to dodge this heavy palm. Her arms burst out, and she crossed a large circle, turning from left and right oblique circles. As a result, a burst of invisible and shadowless flexible strength seemed to suddenly boil in the air, like a white horse fluttering and flying towards the tall and thin man.

Uncle Huo, who was hiding in the corner of the wall with a bloody face, was anxious. From the mouth of the villain, I vaguely knew that this was unusual, plague, demon, plague. Oh no, he seems to understand! Someone is going to put Miss to death!

There was a rush and noisy sound of footsteps outside the door, and Luan Xiao and the big man were evenly matched. At this time, other big men who smashed things also swarmed up and attacked Luan Xiao one after another!

Uncle Huo endured the great pain and hugged the big man's feet and shouted in his mouth.

"Luan Xiao, go, go, look for Miss." The big man controlled his feet and slashed at Uncle Huo's back with one palm. 'Poof' a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Luan Xiao gritted his teeth and screamed in tears.

"Uncle Huo~~" The voice was poignant, as if the cuckoo was crying blood. With a backhand, he slashed at the tall and thin man, trying to rescue Uncle Huo. She knew that Uncle Huo's family was Miss Yu, and that was her dearest!

"Hurry up~go~" Uncle Huo was slapped firmly, his internal organs were broken, and his life was short!

"Let's go~~" Uncle Huo didn't let go even if he died, and the blood in his mouth kept gushing out. A pair of blood-colored eyes looked straight at Luan Xiao, the matter is serious, and the young lady must be told in advance.

Seeing the patrol figure rushing into the hall. Luan Xiao held back tears and slashed his palm, and his figure flashed out of the back door. Behind him, there was a patrol roar.

The sound of "take it all".

Luan Xiao, who flew across the roof, wiped a handful of tears from her face. I hope these patrols will get acquainted and save Uncle Huo. Thinking that the owner of the flower building had a communication artifact, he rushed straight to the photo studio.

Rushing into the hall with a group of brothers from the fifth battalion, Wang Gaoyuan gasped. Nothing was done in the hall, and the original fresh and elegant decoration was in ruins. The dozen or so smashed big men were stunned, they didn't expect the Nine Gate Infantry Army to patrol and arrest so quickly. All of them were taken down.

The tall and thin man who was hugged by Uncle Huo wanted to leave, and it was too late! Wang Gaoyuan swung a knife and put it on his neck. Roar.

"Murderous felons, punishment is served." The catcher with the iron lock on his waist handcuffed the man's hands fiercely, and adjusted them to the smallest size. Hum! Let you hurt the long palm of the noodle shop. The brothers in their five battalions have not been less benefited by the shopkeeper, and they have much more noodles than others. And not to mention anything else!

"Boss, I'm afraid the shopkeeper won't be able to!" A catcher quickly touched Uncle Huo's neck artery, his face full of worry.

"Don't move, go and get a doctor. The others were all brought back to the Nine Gates Admiral's Mansion and handed over to the adults. ”

At this time, the middle-aged man in the green robe hidden behind the curtain strode out. Xiang Wang Gaoyuan hugged his fist and saluted.

"Caomin Kwai Yuan has seen Lord Wang."

"Aoi Moto, why are you .......?" Wang Gaoyuan was shocked. Isn't this the mouth of Mu Yuankui of the Alcohol Palace? How did he ......

"My lord, the grass people and the poisoned dead eat the same pot of three fresh noodles. The grass people volunteered to go to the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion to prove that they were framing the 'Qianwei' noodle shop and intended to blackmail. "Kwai Yuan is clear and clear, and he clarifies the ins and outs of things in just a few sentences.

At this time, Wang Gaoyuan still didn't understand something, the alcohol king's mansion was intentional, in order to make the little god doctor owe the alcohol king's favor! High, this trick is really high.

Although the 'Thousand Flavors' noodle shop was smashed! But no one made trouble. Although the people taboo that the little miracle doctor is a demon, it has brought the plague. But once the government intervened, they didn't dare to make a mistake, and obediently scattered around. And the pastry shop where Jin Hazel is located is not so lucky!

Mung bean cake poisoned a child, and angry people, bewildered by those who had a heart, rushed into the store and smashed everything tangible. All the clerks were handcuffed and chained by the first battalion of the Admiral's Nine Gate Infantry and taken to the prison. It can be described as miserable.

Xiangling, the palace maid who purchased pastries for the Queen Mother, was so frightened that she hurriedly turned back into the air and reported to the Queen Mother! Behind her, a group of unreasonable people shouted loudly to burn the little divine doctor. Only when the demon dies can the plague be destroyed.

Xiangling, who rushed all the way back to the palace, ran directly to the queen mother's bedroom, only to see Mama Jiayun watering the flowers in front of the hall. Hearing the sound of panicked footsteps, he looked up and saw Xiangling, who was sweating profusely and panting, and hurriedly asked.

"Xiangling, did you buy the Queen Mother's rose cake?" I thought that this maid was getting more and more reliable! The Queen Mother is not in a hurry to eat, just look! Tired yourself like a dog.

"Can't buy it. Mama, something has happened to the little divine doctor! Xiangling shook her head and waved her hand while panting, her face was shocked.

"Oh! What's going on? Jiayun's heart tightened, and she put down the watering can in her hand. A few steps in front of Xiangling, asked loudly.

"The slave maid heard that a child had eaten mung bean cake and died on the spot. Those, those people who say that the little miracle doctor is a demon and are looking for her everywhere? Oh, Mama, this matter is important, tell the Queen Mother about her old man. I want to investigate this matter thoroughly, and I will also be innocent. ”

"Alright, go down! When the Queen Mother woke up, she would naturally know. "Mama Jiayun impatiently left Xiangling! took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, and went out quietly.

The summer sun shines through the tall yew trees, casting tiny dots of light. The small courtyard is still in a hurry to clean up the bloodstains, which is particularly eye-catching.

After disposing of the broken corpses and the man in black, Prince Yi and his party were about to leave this courtyard. Suddenly, I heard the frightened shouts from the house on the other side of the creek.

"Daddy, come on! Our son is dying. Oh, my God! How can you be flushed? A woman's scream was heard far and wide. There was infinite fear and anger in his voice, as well as unwillingness.

"It's all the demon of the Feng family. Yesterday, it was spread all over the streets and alleys, saying that she was a demon and would bring disaster to Daqi, I still don't believe it! But now........." a rough male voice sounded hatefully. Then there was the sound of panicked footsteps, and the cries of several children.

Le Zheng Haoyue's eyes immediately flashed with a strong essence, and he looked coldly at the small courtyard opposite. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he reached out and grabbed the silver spear to kill it, picking the family out.

"What are you going to do, Xiaoman?" Prince Yi's eyes were quick to grab Le Zheng Haoyue, who had a murderous aura in his eyes.

"Father, let me go. These Diao people are so annoying that they plant blame on Feng Laosan for everything. The second son was so angry that he couldn't wait to pick these bastards who didn't distinguish between right and wrong.