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Why did the saint suddenly feel uncomfortable, Wu Yufei didn't know what the reason was, she asked with concern: "Miss Wanjing, how are you feeling now?"

The housekeeper on the side said cautiously: "The girl seems to be sick, do you need to ask the doctor to come and have a look?"

The holy woman glanced at the butler and said in a low voice, "Get out!"

"Huh?" the butler didn't react, and looked at the saint blankly.

Wu Yufei turned his head and said, "You guys go first, I'll take care of you here." ”

"This ......"

"Let's go!" Wu Yufei's eyes widened, and a sharp light shot out of his eyes.

The housekeeper and the two little maids were startled, did not dare to stay, and walked out of the room one after another. When the three of them left, the Holy Maiden whispered to Wu Yufei, "Yufei, please help me find a few pieces of silver pill grass." ”

The silver dancao she said is also mint. The saint didn't take much aphrodisiac, and the heat in her body could be controlled, but the aphrodisiac had a psychedelic effect, and she felt that her mind was becoming less and less clear, and she needed to find mint leaves to wake up.

Silver dander is a very common plant, and as long as there is a garden, you can always find a few plants. Wu Yufei asked puzzledly, "Miss Wanjing really doesn't need to ask for a doctor?"

The holy woman smiled and said, "Just find a few leaves of silver pill grass." ”

"Got it, I'll look for it, but ......" Wu Yufei looked at her worriedly.

The saint understood what she meant, and said, "I can do it myself." ”

"Okay, Miss Wanjing, wait a minute, I'll go and go back!" Wu Yufei turned around and walked out.

Originally, Song Xuan also planned to let his subordinates lure Wu Yufei away, but from a distance, seeing her walking out of the courtyard quickly, the corners of Song Xuan's mouth were raised, and he shook his head at the two subordinates beside him, and said in a low voice: "Hold her back!

Seeing the two subordinates chasing in the direction where Wu Yufei disappeared, the sinister smile on Song Xuan's face became even stronger, and he ran into the courtyard with a smoke, and after coming in, he looked around with a thief's eyebrows to see which house was lit up.

The housekeeper and the maid had not left the courtyard yet, they were cleaning up the room, and when they heard the sound of footsteps in the courtyard, the housekeeper came out to take a look and found that it was Song Xuan.

Puzzled, he stepped forward and asked, "Gongzi Song, why are you here?" The Jade Pavilion Courtyard has already let His Royal Highness Guogong move in. ”

"In which room was that woman just now?"

"Where...... Which woman?"

"It's the woman next to Shangguan Xiu!" Song Xuan looked at the housekeeper coldly.

"Song Gongzi ......"

"Say!"

"In ...... There!" the butler pointed to the west wing.

"Oh!" Song Xuan smiled, shook his head and said, "Get out!"

"Song Gongzi, she ...... She's a member of His Royal Highness......"

"My son told you to get out!" Song Xuan's eyes widened and he shouted.

"Song Gongzi ......"

Song Xuan didn't say anything more, and returned his hand to hold the saber under his ribs.

Seeing this, the housekeeper trembled in fright, waved his hand to the two maids on the side, then lowered his head and walked quickly towards the outside of the courtyard. Watching the housekeeper walk away with the two maids, Song Xuan walked towards the west wing with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

The housekeeper knew the old feud between Shangguan Xiu and Song Xuan, and he also knew what kind of person Song Xuan was, so he must have not been happy when he secretly came to the Jade Pavilion Courtyard at this time. Where did the housekeeper dare to ignore it, his cat was at the door of the courtyard, and said to the two maids in a trembling voice: "Something big is going to happen, you guys are watching here, I'll go and inform the master!"

If Shangguan Xiu's woman had an accident in the county guard mansion, Song Xuan was covered by Song Sheng, and she might not be afraid of Shangguan Xiu, but who was in the county guard mansion?

Let's talk about Song Xuan, when he walked into the west wing, the hall was empty, and there was no one, so he walked towards the back room.

When I entered the inner room, I saw the Holy Maiden sitting on a stool. Song Xuan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he crept forward slowly. The Holy Maiden's ears were sensitive, and she turned her head back, her cold eyes unblinking at the uninvited guests who came in from outside.

"It's Miss Wanjing!" Song Xuan said with a lewd smile on his face: "I admire the girl very much, but unfortunately I can't see the girl's face, I wonder if the girl can take off the veil?"

The saint frowned, she instinctively didn't like Song Xuan. She said in a deep voice, "This is my room, you go out!"

"Why should Miss Wanjing refuse to be thousands of miles away?" Song Xuan approached the saint with a hippie smile and said, "Miss Wanjing doesn't have to be afraid, I just want to see the girl's appearance!" As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the veil of the saint.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the veil, with a crisp snap, Song Xuan's hand was opened. He felt a burning pain in his palm, and he didn't see clearly how the holy woman made her hand.

The smile on Song Xuan's face disappeared, replaced by a hideous and gloomy face, and he said in a condensed voice: "Stinky bitch, what are you pretending to be high?

He reached out his hands and grabbed the saint's shoulder.

But he only felt a flower in front of him, and the holy woman who was originally sitting on the stool flashed to the other side of the table in an incredible way.

He has never eaten pork and seen a pig run away, Song Xuan is a waste again, and he has also grown up under the protection of a spiritual cultivator since he was a child, and at this time he can already see that this woman is not only a spiritual cultivator, but also a spiritual cultivator who is not weak in cultivation.

He laughed twice and said, "It's quite slippery! My son likes a 'slippery' girl like you!"

When had the saint ever been so lightly treated, her face turned crimson, and she said in a deep voice: "Get out immediately!"

"As long as I let my son kiss Fang Ze, my son will naturally leave!" Song Xuan quickly walked around the table and pounced on the holy woman again. The saint's figure flickered, and once again flashed to the other side of the table, her brow furrowed into a pimple.

Song Xuan pounced three times in a row, he didn't even touch the corner of the saint's clothes, he was anxious, angry and angry, he couldn't deal with Shangguan Xiu, couldn't he even deal with a woman beside him?

With a sudden wave of his hand, he overturned the table between the two, and said with a sneer: "As long as Miss Wanjing is from this son, whatever you want, this son can give it to you!"

The other party is not a spiritual cultivator, but as long as he can tolerate it, the saint will not make a move on him, but Song Xuan is getting more and more excessive, and what he says is becoming more and more obscene, the saint girl can't help it anymore, lifts her leg and kicks it on Song Xuan's chest.

She didn't even use two percent of her strength, but this kick was not something Song Xuan could bear. He screamed, and his forward figure flew backwards, and with a pop, he fell from the inner chamber of the wing to the outer hall.

The saintess was also startled by Song Xuan's weakness, and she didn't know if her kick had hurt his life. She walked out of the inner room quickly, and when she went to the hall outside, she took a closer look, only to see Song Xuan lying on the ground, motionless.

Secretly said badly, the saint stepped forward, squatted down, pushed Song Xuan, who had passed out, and was just about to take his pulse, when Song Xuan, who was lying there, suddenly turned over, pressed his left hand on the black wood bracelet in his right hand, and with a soft click, a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair flew out of the bracelet.

Under normal circumstances, it is not difficult for the saintess to dodge such a hidden weapon, but now that she has been hit by Song Xuan's Hehuan Pill, her mind is not completely sober, and she thought that Song Xuan was knocked unconscious by herself, but she didn't expect that he was so cunning that he was pretending to be stunned, and he also had such a delicate hidden weapon on his body.

She was unprepared, couldn't dodge, and was shot in the neck by the silver needle. The saint reacted quickly, and immediately raised her hand and pulled out the silver needle nailed to her neck.

The silver needle was so thin that it shot on the skin, leaving only a small red dot, and not even a bead of blood seeped out, but after pulling out the silver needle, the saint felt that the world was spinning for a while.

With a look of surprise on her face, she hurriedly stood up and staggered back two steps. It's better not to get up, but as soon as you stand up, the blood flow in your body accelerates, and the dizziness becomes even stronger. Song Xuan got up from the ground triumphantly, rubbed his aching chest, and said with a smile: "Miss Wanjing, feel dizzy, don't struggle anymore, the anesthetic on the silver needle, even if it is a tiger or a lion, it can be numb, let alone a delicate girl like you? Come on, come on, this son will help you go back to the room to rest!"

Seeing Song Xuan walking towards him with a wicked smile on his face and ill intentions, his hairy hand went straight to his chest and grabbed it, and the holy woman retreated again, retreating from the hall to the inner room.

Seeing this, Song Xuan smiled even more, and said, "It turns out that Miss Wanjing is so active and so good, my son likes you like this." ”

With a lewd smile on his face, he followed the saint into the inner room, and as he approached step by step, the saint also retreated again and again, and finally retreated to the edge of the bed, and sat down on the bed.

She shook her head, which was getting more and more groggy, and saw that Song Xuan was ghosted, and she said word by word: "I warn you for the last time, get out immediately!"

"What if Ben Gongzi doesn't go out?"

The saint did not speak again, her head slowly drooped, and her body leaned limply against the bedpost. Song Xuan understood that the anesthetic had already worked, and he was itching, so he walked up to the holy woman, pinched the corner of the veil, and pulled it down with a stand.

He dragged the saint out of her jaw and told her to lift her head.

Seeing the appearance of the saint clearly, he was somewhat disappointed, in his mind, the woman who could let Shangguan Xiu take him around must be a more beautiful and glamorous woman than today's saint, but the appearance and beauty of the saint are completely incompatible.

The beauty of the saint is dignified and beautiful, noble and refined, giving people a feeling of pure spirit and empty beauty, which is completely different from Tang Ling's kind of beauty that is alluring to the country and the city, and is extremely aggressive.

At first glance, it won't make people feel amazing, but the more you look at it, the more durable it becomes, and the more you look at it, the more you can't take your eyes off it.

Just as Song Xuan was looking at the Holy Maiden in a daze, the Holy Maiden's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and a strange green light flashed in her eyes.

At the same time, on the bed, on the ground, and even on the walls and ceilings, grass vines were crawling, and the grass vines grew and spread rapidly, climbing up the table, climbing the stool, climbing up the bedpost, and covering everything in the room in an instant.

Song Xuan opened his mouth in disbelief, subconsciously took a step back, and the moment he stepped back, the grass vines on the ground climbed up his feet, wrapped around his legs and waist, and tightly wrapped his body layer after layer.

Monster! Where is she a human, she is simply a monster! The lewdness on Song Xuan's face disappeared, and his face was full of horror, opening his mouth wide, and letting out a scream like killing a pig. But soon he could not scream, and the grass and vines that crawled on him went down his mouth......