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Ye Ming and Ye Huang followed Ye Feng out of the pavilion and went to the flower hall to eat.

Walking on the road, Yehuang asked Yeming again: "Does the second uncle really want to reconcile with me?" ”

Ye Ming was stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied: "When, of course!" ”

"That's good!" Yehuang didn't say anything more, he originally wanted to give Yeming a chance, but he didn't seem to appreciate it, since that's the case, then don't blame her.

The three of them entered the flower hall and sat down.

Yeming diligently poured wine for the two of them and began to drink. Handing over the glass, changing the lamp, a pot of wine was quickly drunk, but Ye Feng was a little unpleasant, and happily let people move out their treasured wine.

Ye Feng personally brought the wine over, and Ye Ming stood up and poured the wine into the flask he brought again.

"Come, the old man will pour you some wine too." Ye Feng drank a little high, grabbed the wine glass, poured wine for Ye Ming first, and then prepared to pour it for Ye Huang.

But at this moment, for some reason, Ye Feng's body suddenly shook and almost threw the wine jug out of his hand.

Fortunately, Yeming on the side helped him and helped grab the wine jug.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and Yeming's movements were fast and secretive, but they still fell into the eyes of Yehuang.

Seeing this scene, Yehuang slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, and silently raised a trace of arc.

Is it coming?

Ye Feng took the flask again and poured wine into Ye Huang's cup.

As he poured the wine, he muttered, "Grandpa is so old that he can't even hold a wine jug steadily." ”

Watching the wine slowly pour and smell the strange fragrance coming from the wine, Ye Huang's eyes became cold.

What a trick to borrow a knife to kill!

If Ye Feng knew that Ye Ming actually designed him to kill her with his own hands, wouldn't he know what he would think?

"Come, drink!"

Ye Feng picked up the wine glass, greeted, and dried the wine first.

Ye Ming also drank the wine completely, and then looked at Ye Huang holding the wine but didn't eat for a long time, he was a little nervous in his heart, and said, "Huang'er, why don't you drink it?" ”

After hearing Ye Ming's words, Ye Feng looked towards Ye Huang. When he saw that Yehuang really didn't drink, he couldn't help but glare at her and said, "What's the matter, you can't drink the wine that grandpa poured?" ”

"It's not!" Yehuang shook his head, glanced at Yeming, and said, "How can granddaughter not drink the wine that grandpa poured himself?" ”

"It's good to know, drink it!" Ye Feng urged.

Ye Huang sighed helplessly, glanced at Ye Feng deeply, tilted his head slightly, and poured the poisonous wine into his stomach.

Seeing that Yehuang drank the poisonous wine, Yeming's face showed a smile, and he looked at her excitedly, waiting for the poisonous hair.

"Second uncle, what makes you so happy?" Yehuang glanced at Yeming and asked with a smile, his eyes were deep, like an ancient well, without waves or waves.

Fortunately, she took the antidote beforehand, otherwise this wine would really kill her. Wearing intestinal poison, I don't know where this night light got such a domineering poison.

"No, no!" Ye Ming's heart jumped, and he restrained the smile on his face and shook his head.

"Really?" Yehuang said something meaningfully, a painful expression appeared on his face, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Yeming, opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

With a bang, Night Phoenix's head slammed on the table, and blood flowed out of the seven orifices at the same time, looking oozing.

Ye Feng was drinking wine when he was startled when he saw Ye Huang suddenly fall. When the blood flowed out of the seven orifices of the night phoenix, he was stunned.

The Night Phoenix is poisoned!

How so?

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