As soon as he said three words, he was interrupted by Xuanyuan Qingmu's low voice, "Yun Ming has obtained evidence that the Queen Mother poisoned Emperor Zhaoyang. ”

Su Xiaoxiao paused to collect the medicinal juice, and then warmth appeared in his eyes, and he looked at Xuanyuan Qingmu with crooked eyebrows, "What are you going to do?" ”

Xuanyuan Qingmu sat up a little with her body propped up, her warm eyes swept through the cold, "The Queen Mother is still suitable to continue to worship the Buddha in the palace." ”

Su Xiaoxiao picked up the medicinal juice and shook it, poured it into the bath bucket behind the screen, watched the medicinal liquid melt into the water, walked to the bed and helped Xuanyuan Qingmu to get up, "Xuanyuan Shiqi really has evidence in his hand that Jiang Xin killed the first queen?" ”

Xuanyuan Qingmu got up and closed her eyes slowly, and slowly walked behind the screen, her voice two points lower, "Well, I just don't know how she got it." ”

"You soak in the medicinal bath for half an hour first, and then I'll give you needles later." Su Xiaoxiao let go of him and suddenly raised her eyebrows, "You are alone, can you do it?" ”

Xuanyuan Qingmu's forehead jumped, holding the screen and slowly walking to the bathtub, pinching his eyebrows, "You go outside and wait for me first." ”

Su Xiaoxiao smiled lightly, and gently closed the door and went to the side room.

In the partial room, Xi Ziting was studying the blood in Su Nan's body.

Su Xiaoxiao knocked lightly on the door.

Xi Ziting's brows furrowed tightly, and he said without raising his head: "Come in." ”

Su Xiaoxiao looked at some of the herbs placed in front of Xi Ziting: "How?" ”

Xi Ziting pushed the medicinal herbs in front of him, leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and said tiredly: "Two of the poisonous weeds can't be determined, if you can find the poisonous scriptures, you should be able to be sure." ”

Su Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes, picked up a herb on the table and played with it, "Lin Wanru didn't leave the capital, Yanlou was destroyed, she should live in the Skindew Pavilion." ”

Xi Ziting opened his eyes to look at her, and the corners of his lips slowly hooked, "Go on a trip tonight?" ”

Su Xiaoxiao nodded: "Get the Poison Sutra and relieve the poison on Daddy's body, and then we will go to find Xuanyou Grass and Ruomenghua." ”

The variety of medicinal materials and instruments in her medical space has also increased with the rescue of people, but only these two herbs have not appeared.

However, the people she wants to keep with the Holy Hand Ghost Doctor, the sky will not want to take them away!

The capital at night is bustling and lively.

On the streets, people come and go, vendors shout, children frolick, and form a symphony.

Su Xiaoxiao was dressed in black, completely blended into the night, and fell silently on the roof of the skin-dew attic with Xi Ziting.

After closing her eyes and perceiving it carefully, Su Xiaoxiao said silently to Xi Ziting: "Lin Wanru is in the house, but Lou Lanming doesn't seem to be there." ”

She sensed that there were several masters in the Skindew Pavilion, and if it was before, she would have to deal with it with a lot of effort.

But now, with the wave of her hand, she could kill them.

Xi Ziting picked the tail of his eyes, glanced at the backyard, and with a wave of his sleeve, several silver needles sank into the darkness.

Immediately after, several muffled noises came.

"Who?" Lin Wanru and Bang Qing jumped out of the house together.

Su Xiaoxiao floated down, condensing Lin Wanru.

Lin Wanru's pupils shrank slightly: "Su Xiaoxiao, Xi Ziting." ”

Xi Ziting didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: "Lin Wanru, where is the poison scripture?" ”

Lin Wanru looked at him coldly: "Does Prince Xijian really want to be my enemy?" ”

Last night, the master told her that the evil boy beside Su Xiaoxiao was Xi Ziting, the prince of Xijian, but Loulan, which was a branch of Xijian.

Prince Xijian, who was on his side in his dream, is now on the opposite side of himself.

It seems that she and Su Xiaoxiao came to another world, causing a great butterfly effect.

Xi Ziting snorted coldly, and the peach blossom eyes were cold, "The poisonous incense you put in the body of the regent of Dongchen is what you learned from the Poison Sutra, right?" ”

Lin Wanru's eyes narrowed slightly, and killing intent began to spread under her eyes.

She pulled out the soft sword from her waist and flew towards Su Xiaoxiao.

Bang Qing also did not hesitate to face Xi Ziting.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the long sword that pierced his throat, his body floated and retreated, and after avoiding this sword, the dagger in his hand slipped down and fought with Lin Wanru.

At the same time, Xi Ziting smiled coldly, and flew directly to Bang Qing.

"Poof......" Bangqing's internal strength was not as deep as Xi Ziting's, and he was directly seriously injured by his palm.

Just as Bang Qing's body slammed to the ground, Su Xiaoxiao's dagger also slashed from Lin Wanru's back, from her shoulder to her waist, pulling out a deep hole that could be seen to the bone.

"Miss!" Seeing that Lin Wanru was injured, Bang Qing stumbled up and got up to support her.

Lin Wanru wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes were cold, "Su Xiaoxiao, kill me, Su Nan will never remember you!" ”

Xi Ziting flicked his sleeve robe and sneered: "Do you really think that with the Poison Sutra, you will be invincible?" It's just a poisonous incense, but it takes some time. ”

Su Xiaoxiaoxing's eyes narrowed, the dagger slanted downward, and a drop of blood slowly slipped from the dagger and sank to the ground.

Bang Qing protected Lin Wanru in front of her: "Miss, your subordinates stop them, you go first." ”

When the words fell, she frantically used the internal force of her whole body and rushed towards Su Xiaoxiao and Xi Ziting.

"Bang Qing!" Lin Wanru stretched out her hand with red eyes.

Xi Ziting said coldly: "Retreat, she wants to blow herself up." ”

"Bang-"

As soon as Su Xiaoxiao and Xi Ziting pushed away, a cloud of blood mist exploded in the air.

The rich smell of blood instantly filled the world.

Su Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and nose in disgust: "Damn, super biochemical weapons!" ”

Xi Ziting couldn't understand the words biochemical weapons, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Lin Wanru ran away." ”

I have to say that Lou Lanming was really good to Lin Wanru, not only teaching her the Poison Sutra, but also teaching her the light martial arts and body treading clouds that the Xijian royal family could only learn.

Su Xiaoxiaoxing's eyes were covered with a layer of frost: "Let's go, go and talk to Jiang Xin." ”

I was going to solve these people slowly, but now that Xuanyuan Qingmu can't wait, then solve it as soon as possible.

Palace.

Jiang Xin was just about to rest, and the door of the temple was suddenly opened.

She instantly woke up and stared at the door of the temple, "Who?" ”

As soon as her words fell, Su Xiaoxiao's chuckle sounded, "Concubine Niangniang, I haven't seen you for a long time, I came to chat with you." ”

As the last word fell, the figures of Su Xiaoxiao and Xi Ziting appeared in Jiang Xin's hall from far and near.

Jiang Xin's pupils suddenly constricted, staring at Su Xiaoxiao, "Do you know martial arts?" ”

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes crossed an imperceptible pain, the corners of her mouth slowly hooked, and her eyes were cold, "The concubine has been sleeping all these years, but there are old people coming to find her?" ”

Jiang Xin stared at Xi Ziting beside her, looking wary, "Who are you?" ”

Xi Ziting shook the folding fan, hooked his lips and smiled, the romance between his eyebrows and eyes revealed a trace of nobility, "The concubine doesn't have to know who I am, I came today to ask the concubine for something." ”

Jiang Xin's fingers slowly clenched: "How come this palace doesn't know that I owe you something?" ”

Xi Ziting closed the folding fan and slapped his palm lightly, "The concubine doesn't owe me anything." ”

Speaking of this, his voice suddenly changed, containing killing intent, "But Loulan, I owe Xijian." ”