"Shen Muzhou, Shen Muzhou."

Shen Muzhou heard Lin Yanxi calling him in a daze, and her soft and sweet voice came into her ears, with a hint of unnatural charm, which made people feel throbbing and itching in their hearts.

He lay on the table, moved his fingers, a glass cup was knocked over and made a "clanging" sound, the fruit wine wet the back of his hand, the touch was cool and made people sober.

"Hurry up. Here, something is wrong here." She was breathless, and her voice was out of breath.

In the end, she couldn't support her strength anymore, and fell to the ground, her little face flushed, and she gasped for breath in small sips, her fingertips resting on his palms, gently swiping.

Can't sleep, can't sleep......

Repeating this sentence in his heart, he cheered up, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Shen Muzhou's gaze fell on her neckline uncontrollably, her white and pink skin was filled with a sweet fragrance, and her lips were even redder.

She was very good-looking, this was the first time he saw her, but under the impetus of the drug, this good-looking became even more coquettish and seductive.

The palm of the hand that has been holding the weapon for many years is rough and hard, but there are two delicate and slender fingers scratching in his palm, a little itchy, his palm is closed, grabbing her fingertips, the warm and delicate touch of her skin makes him throb.

His rough fingers rubbed the tips of his two white fingers, and his breath stagnated, and he suddenly let go of her fingers, gritting his teeth and resisting the urge in his heart.

Stiffly staggered away from her entangled gaze, staggered to his feet, and pulled out the dagger at his waist.

"Uh......" he let out a muffled grunt, the knife stabbed into his arm, the sharp pain spreading throughout his body, and his mind cleared up instantly.

Hearing his muffled snort, Lin Yanxi tried his best to open his eyelids, and vaguely read his name in his mouth: "Shen Muzhou,,,,,,"

"The prince is really simple, but the prince doesn't know that *** only the person he likes will have a psychedelic effect."

Meng'er sat in the red tent, caressing the piano, and looked at them casually.

Shen Muzhou didn't take her words, but went to check on Lin Yanxi's situation, but fortunately it was fine, but he was drugged.

The fingers lightly hooked the strings, and the elegant sound of the piano floated out, and Meng'er seemed to think of something, and suddenly swept the strings with his hand, and then pressed on the piano with his palm, and the room returned to quiet.

"Say, what is the purpose of you coming to know Hailou?"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a "hiss", and a long sword pierced the red tent and pointed straight at her.

Fortunately, Meng'er's skills are not bad, she slapped her palm on the table, and the long qin rose into the air and reversed a few times, and then was split in half.

It's a pity that Shen Muzhou's swordsmanship is faster, and as soon as the blade of the sword turns, it pierces Meng'er's shoulder, Meng'er's slender hand grabs the sword, and blood drops fall to the ground.

I didn't expect him to be so sharp in swordsmanship after being hit by the drug.

She frowned in pain, and said with a wry smile, "The prince doesn't pity the jade."

Shen Muzhou didn't have time to listen to her nonsense, and he didn't want to guess who she was instructed by, he only knew that this woman had hurt Lin Yanxi.

The tails of his eyes were flushed with a thin layer of scarlet, and his cold eyes were filled with layers of murderous intent, "Give me the antidote."

Lin Yanxi's consciousness began to blur, and in a daze, she dreamed again that on the day she first saw Shen Muzhou, her lips accidentally touched his jaw, and the touch was cold but she could smell the delicious scent of ambergris on his body.

Meng'er seemed to have heard something very funny, and she laughed wildly, "Don't you know that you are the antidote? Uh......"

Soon she stopped laughing, because Shen Muzhou's sword spun around her shoulder, and went a little deeper.

The killing intent in his eyes was a little heavier, and there was also the worry hidden behind the layers of anger, "You don't dare to kill you?"

Meng'er's lips gradually turned pale, and her face was ugly with pain, "Lord Wang, I don't mean to offend, it's just that I know that there are people in Hailou who have to obey orders."

Shen Muzhou almost didn't think about it, and the strength of his subordinates was a little deeper, and he roared as if he lost his mind: "I don't care who you obey the order, if Lin Yanxi has three battles and two shorts, I want you to know the whole sea."

Lou to accompany the funeral!"

"Wang ...... Lord Wang." Meng'er clutched the blade tightly, and the blood stained the Western Regions gauze skirt red.

The blade couldn't go in further, otherwise it would hurt her muscles and bones, and her body's martial arts would be ruined, but she didn't guess that the person in front of her would be so crazy.

And he didn't care why she knew her identity, nor did he care about the purpose of drugging him, he only cared about the safety of the little girl, and kept forcing her to come up with the antidote.

"The antidote is not with me, but I know how the prince can get the antidote."

She watched in horror as his gloomy face gradually calmed down, and he said cruelly and indifferently, "I hate being coerced the most in my life."

"Don't ......," she shook her head in despair, tears streaming into her pretty face.

Just as Shen Muzhou was about to pull out his sword and cut off her slender neck, a faint and sweet voice called, "Shen Muzhou."

Lin Yanxi forcibly lifted half of his body and looked at the people in the red tent fixedly.

Shen Muzhou paused, pulled out his sword, and walked quickly to Lin Yanxi, he picked up the little girl in his arms, her little one was lying in his arms, and through the skirt veil, he could feel her skin abnormally hot in the palm of his hand.

It burned his heart.

Lin Yanxi said unconsciously: "Uncomfortable ......"

He hugged him tightly in distress, and at the same time carefully hid the blood-stained sword behind him, for fear of scaring her.

Her little hand grabbed his sleeve tightly, hid in his arms, and turned her head slightly to look at Meng'er, "Meng'er, you're not a bad person, are you?"

After experiencing so many lives and deaths in his previous life, Lin Yanxi is not a soft-hearted person, but there is no benefit in killing her at this time, it is better to gain her trust first and see who the person behind this Zhihailou is.

Meng'er was stunned at first, even if Lin Yanxi's eyes were a little confused and chaotic, she could see the simplicity and sincerity of her eyes, but she really had to think about this problem.

Is she a good person?

"I've done a lot of dirty things for Zhihailou, and I've killed people for the man I love, do you think I'm a good person?"

Lin Yanxi had a seizure due to the coquettish medicine, and his hand climbed on Shen Muzhou's waist and hugged him tightly like a silk flower, "As long as you want to be a good person, you can be a good person."

When she said this, her eyes looked at Shen Muzhou, as if she meant something else.

He stared at her hand around his waist with his eyes down, thinking of what Meng'er said just now, did Lin Yanxi like him a little bit in his heart, so he hugged him so tightly.

Thinking of this, he actually felt a little happier and showed a smile that was difficult for people to detect.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yanxi was forced to tears in his eyes, and said innocently and aggrievedly, "It's uncomfortable."

His heart tensed with her again, and he caressed her back with one hand, and threw the sword backwards with the other hand, and Meng'er barely had time to dodge, the blade grazed her ear, cutting a strand of her hair.

The black hair fluttered on the ground, and Meng'er was stunned, not knowing what she was thinking.

This medicine will induce people to dizzy, as empty as scratching their hearts and livers, and lose control of their bodies, unless they self-harm like Shen Muzhou and relieve the strength of the medicine with pain.

Seeing the little girl so uncomfortable, Meng'er finally relented, she grew up in a ghost city, and everyone taught her how to live, thinking that everyone was like her, in order to survive, for the love of her heart, unscrupulous means.

But there is another kind of person in this world, as innocent and beautiful as Lin Yanxi, she doesn't want to hurt someone who is willing to believe that she is a good person.

After a long time, she took out a bottle of medicine from her waist, "Antidote."

"This medicine can only temporarily relieve the flirtatious medicine on your body, if you want to get rid of it completely, you can do something for me."

He glanced at her, grabbed the medicine bottle in her palm, his eyes were deep and cold, and he didn't say a word.

The medicine bottle contained the juice of an herb, and it had a cool smell, which made people feel refreshed after smelling it, as if there was a burst of coolness from the tip of the nose to the top of the skull.

He didn't give Lin Yanxi medicine directly, but sniffed a few sips himself

, and then waited to see that it could indeed unravel the kitsch in the body, so he put it under the tip of Lin Yanxi's nose and shook it.

Meng'er looked at them sideways and said, "It seems that the prince cares about Miss Lin very much."

She has seen many men, some amorous, some pretending to be serious on the outside, but he doesn't seem to be the same, even if he is drugged and would rather self-harm to gain a moment of sobriety, he is not willing to move half a finger of her and ruin her reputation.

even tried the medicine himself first, and then used it for her.

Meng'er seemed to think of something again, revealing a wry smile.

Lin Yanxi was stimulated by the cool smell and coughed twice, slowly opened his eyes, and became a little more conscious.

Her voice was still delicate, and she didn't have the seductive charm she had just now, "Your injury?"

Shen Muzhou looked at his arm, only to find that the blood was dripping on the ground along his arm, which was very shocking.

"I'm fine, are you feeling better?"

She looked at Meng'er with a wary look on her face and asked, "What do you want us to do for you?"

Meng'er smiled, still the peerless face that captivated the country and the city, but at this time there was a trace of bitterness.

"Don't worry, I'm only responsible for delaying your incense."

After saying that, the incense on the table burned to the lowest end, and the incense ash fell in the small octagonal furnace, just a stick of incense.

"Your friends are already waiting for you."

Friend...... It's Shen Yu and them.

Shen Muzhou said, "What happened to them, where are they?"

Lin Yanxi used to feel that Shen Muzhou always couldn't see through it, but now she seemed to be able to feel the nervousness under his cold and indifferent expression.

And people who care, good.

Meng'er said, "Don't worry, your friend is in another box."

Shen Muzhou asked in a cold voice, "How did you know our identity?"

Meng'er ripped off a red tent, wrapped it around the wound on his shoulder, and said, "In the ghost town, there are people who live at the bottom and struggle to survive, doing unsightly things.

"I heard that there is a prince in the capital, who will be wrapped in a big coat no matter how hot or cold it is."

As she spoke, her gaze fell on Shen Muzhou's big man, and he reluctantly believed her reason, and continued to ask, "What you just said about Zhihailou to obey orders? Who is this man?"

Zhihailou has always been an existence that is not subject to any control in the ghost market, infiltrating the entire Yueyou, but it is independent of the Yueyou to know the affairs of the world, I didn't expect that such a Zhihailou would have people who need to listen to orders.

Meng'er said, "In addition to selling news, Zhihailou will also do some other things to earn silver taels, in short, as long as the price is right, he will do anything. Someone revealed the news to us a day in advance, and the prince will bring someone to come, and they will pay 10,000 taels of gold to buy the prince a pillar of incense."

Lin Yanxi asked inexplicably, "So you knew that we would come, and the target was quickly determined, so who is the person who bought our time?"

Meng'er stared at their faces and slowly spat out their names, "Jiang Cong."