Feng Miao followed the voice and looked over, a young man dressed in black, sitting obliquely on an old locust tree, leaning on a thick trunk, one leg hanging down, the other leg stepping on the branch under him, swinging and waving the full moon hanging on the dark and gloomy sky behind him, outlining a well-proportioned figure, but the face and clothes were not very clear.

There was a buzzing echo in the voice, exactly like the young man's voice that he heard in the secret passage of the secret room that day. The boy must have bitten something in his mouth, hiding his original timbre.

Sure enough, it was him, Feng Miao's sleeve was still covering his mouth and nose, and the other hand had already pointed to him, thinking that he was asking for someone now, and his tone was polite, "I'm looking for you, I can't remember, I was poured a poison by you that day, the light was dim, and I was pinched by you again." For the sake of me not remembering anything, please cure my poison. ”

"Yes." The boy raised his hand and threw a white porcelain vial in front of her.

Feng Miao didn't expect him to be so refreshed, and half-believingly twisted the lid open, and poured out a round pill from it. The slightly sour smell was very familiar, and Feng Miaohu said to herself suspiciously, "Can the taste of the antidote be exactly the same as the poison?" ”

The young man laughed, and said in a long voice, "No, so, I lied to you!" The word "deception" picked an upward hook arc in mid-air.

Feng Miao raised her eyes angrily, but the young man was still idly pressing the branches, looking like "I just teased you, what can you do". Feng Miao held the white porcelain bottle in the palm of her hand, "If you don't give an antidote, it's always okay for me to ask you a question, right?" That...... Did you pick anything up? ”

"Didn't you just say that you don't remember anything, how can you remember it again?" The young man spoke unhurriedly, his feet pressing the branch loosened, and his body jumped up with the force of the branch, and fell silently in front of Feng Miao. His black clothes clinged to his figure, and he wore a blue-faced fanged mask on his face.

He saw the light veil covering Feng Miao's face, and smiled softly, it seemed that the two had the same thoughts, and they didn't want each other to see their faces.

The young man took back the white porcelain vial, "You have to tell me what you lost, and I will go back and look for it carefully, so that I can answer you whether I have found it or not." ”

Feng Miao was annoyed but helpless, the person in front of him looked like everything was easy to discuss, but the words he said were not leaky. She didn't dare to say that she had lost Feiluan's title and shook it, that thing was too famous, and it was easier for him to pinch and coerce him by one more handle.

"If you don't say it, I'll leave, anyway, this poison will attack slowly, and it won't kill you for a while, when you think about it, let's talk again." The boy said, and actually turned to leave.

For this trip, he was already scared enough, how could he be allowed to go back and talk again? Feng Miao was in a hurry, and he raised his hand and wanted to pull his sleeve, but the young man's clothes were tight, and even the sleeves were tightly wrapped around his arms, Feng Miao leaned forward, but his hand was empty.

As soon as she moved, the boy stopped, moved faster than her, took her wrist and brought her forward, and held her in front of him, and with his other hand quickly ripped the veil off her face.

When he saw her face clearly, the young man's movements were obvious, and the little face was smeared with a thick layer of mud made of mung beans, which almost completely covered his facial features, revealing only a pair of eyes. The owner of the small face, still sticking out his tongue, made a triumphant grimace.

What a little girl, as if she knew in advance that he would tear off the veil, she kept a hand.

The young man laughed angrily, and was about to speak, when a sharp horn suddenly sounded in the silent palace. It was the horn of the Yulin guard's order, and the sound was short and continuous, and it was the most urgent of the orders. Hearing this kind of command most likely means that an assassin has broken into the palace.

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