"This is the idea of the Song family master?" She raised an eyebrow and asked, staring at the monk who was pressed to the ground by the Swallowing Cloud and couldn't even breathe.

The monk trembled and couldn't get up, and he didn't say anything, just looked at the red-clothed boy in front of him in horror.

"Don't say? It's okay, I can take you back to the Song family to ask for an understanding, don't think about dying, if you die, I will use you to feed my little beast. ”

Her voice said unhurriedly, glancing at the person on the ground, and she was not afraid that he would kill himself, because she had already seen that this person was greedy for life and afraid of death, otherwise he would have committed suicide as early as the moment he was caught, and he would not have waited until now.

"Look at them." Feng Jiu instructed Tunyun to guard the two of them, while he walked outside, first came to Duan Ye's room, and checked on his situation.

"This idiot." She couldn't help but curse, she really got hit.

At that moment, she took out a silver needle and pierced the acupuncture point of the night, so that he could wake up first. Who knew that as soon as he woke up, his fist contained a sharp dark energy and swung it towards her face, she hurriedly blocked it, and said angrily: "It's me." ”

Coming to his senses, hearing Feng Jiu's voice, Duan Ye was surprised: "Why are you here?" Saying that, he quickly sat up, feeling that there was nothing wrong with his body, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I thought I was hit!" ”

"Are you alright?" Feng Jiu glanced at him with a strange expression, stood up, and flicked his robe: "Do you think it's okay?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Duan Ye's heart sank slightly, and he had a bad premonition, and said: "I seemed to faint when I smelled something, and now I wake up and my body is really fine, isn't it?" ”

"Let's go next door and see Ning Lang first." As she spoke, she turned around and walked out, and Duan Ye behind her hurriedly followed, and when she came to the next door together, she saw that Ning Lang on the bed was also asleep.

He watched Feng Jiu step forward, and after taking his pulse, he pricked his acupoint with a silver needle to wake him up.

"Huh?"

Ning Lang slowly opened his eyes, and was stunned when he saw Feng Jiu sitting on the edge of the bed: "Feng Jiu? Why did you get into my room? He sat up and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Duan Ye was there: "It's all here!" Well, let me tell you, I heard movement when I was asleep, did you hear it? I guess it's someone sent by the Song family. ”

"Since you all know, you still let yourself be tricked and put yourself in danger? You're dying too long, aren't you? Why don't you know how to respond in the first place? She looked at the two of them, her voice cold and harsh.

The two were silent for a while, then looked at each other and looked at Feng Jiu waiting for him. When he woke up, he saw anger on his face, and it was obvious that something was not quite right.

"Poisoned, chronically poisoned, killed in three days, this person is quite ruthless, but he fought during the day, and he actually sent someone to take your life at night." She leaned against the bed with her hands folded on her chest, her handsome expression was cold, and a cold chill crossed her eyes.

For this kind of person who is so easy to kill people, she suddenly felt that her hands were itching again.

Hearing his words, Duan Ye's face darkened, exuding bloodthirsty killing intent, while Ning Lang's eyes widened in astonishment and shock, with an unbelievable expression.

"Isn't it? Send someone over and poison us? Or is it such a negative means? Is this to make us die quietly in three days, so that people can't find out who poisoned us? Who did such a vicious thing? ”

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