After Bu Jingyan left, Bu Jingxue's expression was like a different person, and her deep voice contained bloodthirsty pleasure: "Don't listen to me, you will look good in the future"

In the middle room of the attic, the two stand opposite each other.

"Hand over the antidote!" the voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

"You ......" Liu Qianse felt a little scared inexplicably in her heart, she had always thought that he was the same person as her,...... However, why did her heart tremble after seeing him, it was not excitement, but fear.

Si Yan slowly withdrew the hand on her neck, a pair of indifferent eyes revealed an impatient look, if Liu Qianse didn't hand over the antidote, he would crush his soul and fall into hell.

"I have limited patience, you! don't push my limits. "Just listening to the sound is very oppressive.

Liu Qianse didn't know where the antidote was or how to tell him.

"I don't know"

Seeing this, Si Fu didn't want to continue to wait, his sleeve waved, and then a cold light came out of his sleeve, and he hadn't heard any sound yet, and when he reacted, what was Si Fu going to do, Liu Qianse had already fallen to the ground and died.

Si Yan approached, called out to the dark, and a man who looked similar to Xuanyi came out, his eyes looked at Liu Qianse as if he was looking at an object, and respectfully accepted the task given to him by Si Yan, approached Liu Qianse, and searched her.

I didn't find anything useful for a while.

The purple-clothed man knelt directly in front of Si Fu and said in a deep voice, "Lord, she doesn't have anything on her." ”

Si Fu's eyes suddenly became very irritable, and as soon as the purple-clothed man raised his head, he glanced at the look in Si Fu's eyes, and suddenly his heart was stagnant, what happened to the lord? No matter what happened before, he would not show other looks, but ......

The purple-clothed man didn't dare to imagine it, so he could only look down at the ground, hoping that the Venerable Lord hadn't noticed him.

Si Yan's whole body and mind were lying on the cloud, and when he told him that there was no antidote, he was naturally very depressed: "You go and search for the deity, search all this place for the deity, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find the antidote." ”

The man in purple froze, although he was very unsure that he could find the antidote, but he didn't show it on his face, and replied: "Yes, my subordinates have orders." ”

......

Jun Wuchen has a big stack of documents on the table, pick it up and look at it, but his heart is absent-minded, his eyes flickered, and he saw a person who looked like an elder coming in, he first stood at Jun Wuchen's hand, and then gave Jun Wuchen a respectful salute, and said: "Dean, the old man looks at you and looks at you, I don't know that you are there, so I didn't report it, and the old man..."

"Okay, then you can step down"

"Since you're here, by the way, it's the forest election in half a month. ”

Jun Wuchen raised his eyebrows, looked at the elder in white clothes in front of him, and looked at the somewhat old face, then withdrew his eyes, and snorted in his mouth

This hall belongs to the old dean's study, but now it is Jun Wuchen's, Jun Wuchen has no expression on his face, he is cold and indifferent from beginning to end, even if something earth-shattering happens, it will not be launched because of this.

The main hall used to be solemn and prosperous, however, just because Jun Wuchen came, the dress here changed all of a sudden, and the whole process has become a cold color, which is completely in line with Jun Wuchen's personality type, I really don't know how the old dean accepted an apprentice who didn't match his personality at all, but ...... After thinking about it, the old dean's strange personality is really uncertain.

It's just that since then, the atmosphere here has become intimidating, and even the eldest of the elders doesn't dare to approach here easily, because the aura here makes people always a little out of breath, and there is a feeling of depression.

The elder shook his head, told himself not to think about it anymore, and raised his eyes and arched his hand: "Dean, if there is nothing left, the old man will go down first." ”

"Well......" is still faint.

“......”

The elder didn't expect Jun Wuchen to say anything else, and when he left, his eyes took one last glance at the gilded characters on the hall, but he had a little regret in his heart, and then he withdrew directly.

After the elder left, Jun Wuchen slowly put down the book, although there seemed to be no fluctuation in the bottom of his eyes, but the depths of his eyes suddenly became a little deeper, Jun Wuchen casually put the book aside, wrote a "quasi" word on it with a brush, and slowly put the brush back.

The person also stood up at this time, and the ring on his index finger was taken down by him and pinched it fiercely, and finally the corner of his mouth hooked.

"Luo'er, are you okay?" and then took out a mask from under the table, which was Shen Wu's mask.

Jun Wuchen smiled, blooming on his face like a flash in the pan, and after putting on the mask, he couldn't see anything beautiful.

After taking a few steps, the figure flashed, and disappeared directly into the main hall.

Yunluo's room is very quiet, if a needle falls on the ground, someone will hear it, Jun Wuchen held his breath as soon as he arrived, and found that there were three people inside, his fingers lightly picked, took out a bamboo pipe from his sleeve, and aimed his mouth at the bamboo tube, and a puff of white smoke was already floating inside.

The three people inside were staring at each other, they were not in the state at all, who knew that it was so easy to be handled, and finally fell down one after another.

Jun Wuchen watched the three of them fall through the window, and the tightness at the corners of his mouth slowly relaxed.

Open the window, cross the windowsill, and cross the few fainted people, came to Yunluo's bedside, Yunluo lay quietly on the bed, her face was very pale, under the color of the futon, she was more fragile, it seemed to be a fragile porcelain doll, people couldn't help but want to cherish, people were not easy to touch, afraid that it would break if it was touched, and it would disappear when touched.

Jun Wuchen suppressed the pain in his heart, his fingers trembled a little and touched the eyebrows of Yunluo, and traced carefully, as if the person in front of him was a perfect picture, from the eyes, nose, lips, collarbone......

Jun Wuchen's eyes flashed with remembrance, and finally his lips squirmed slightly, lowered his head, and touched Yunluo's lips, the pale pure color, was contained by Jun Wuchen's thin lips, and after a while, it turned into a delicate rose.

Jun Wuchen was reluctant to leave her mouth, and waved the bloom of spiritual power in his hand, flowing on Yunluo's body one by one, until it fused......

When Si Fu rushed back, he saw such a situation, and the other three people in Yunluo's room were all unconscious on the ground.

Si Yan was in a hurry, and hurriedly ran to Yunluo, his slender and white fingers rested on Yunluo's pulse, Si Yan's brows were a little tightened and there were doubts, but fortunately, the pulse was stable, everything was repairing quickly, Si Yan frowned again, thinking about what happened in such a short time that he left?