The hall was silent.

The candlelight flickered, and the festive red lanterns and red bedding reflected the hazy surroundings.

The saliva incense still rises faintly with Xuan'er, which makes people smell hot and their faces flush.

Xin Zhuo looked at Su Miaojin, she didn't know what she was thinking, she didn't try to find an exit, she didn't even do anything, she just stood quietly aside.

He simply extinguished the three sticks of saliva with a flick of his fingers, but there was still smoke all around, and when he looked up, he saw that there were many small wind tunnels on the walls around him, and this smoke was also rising from the holes.

This will continue to fold and blow indestructible!

Xin Zhuo simply gave up and shouted twice: "Mom! Don't make a fuss! ”

Without any response, Ji Jiuwei seemed to have eaten them.

As a normal man, Xin Zhuo actually thought about which girl he would spend time with, and he did think about Su Miaojin in his heart, but it was definitely not so hasty, so sudden and inexplicable.

There is even a feeling that the two of them are conspiring and taking advantage of people's danger.

It's too ugly to eat.

The mist is getting thicker and thicker, Xin Zhuo tried to use the mental method to resist, no, this incense seems to have nothing to do with the realm and the mental method, the true qi, it just dissipates and erodes people's will, which is very strange.

"It was one hundred and sixty years ago, the immortal incense of the sect leader of the Holy Heaven Sect, that sect leader was only a line of immortals, and countless families and sect women were poisoned, and they were later beheaded by the Taiping Palace Sword Jiuqing! I've seen it in books! I'm afraid that this kind of thing was obtained by Jian Jiuqing, your mother is said to be a disciple of Jian Jiuqing! ”

Su Miaojin's voice was still calm, but at this time, her eyes were already a little dazed, her cheeks were ruddy, and her demeanor was a little intoxicating.

"Now that you know, is there a way to crack it?"

Xin Zhuo's heart beat faster at this time, and his body felt very strange, ten times stronger than the last time he absorbed the true qi of the ancient world, so he simply didn't look at Su Miaojin.

In fact, if the silver needle was on his body, he was sure to use the "xxxx" medical technique to solve the effect of this smoke, but when he went out to pick up people, the silver needle was not with him.

"Nope!"

Su Miaojin shook his head, his breath was a little short, his eyes were even more confused, and he was already a little unsteady on his feet, holding on to the table next to him.

Xin Zhuo was also almost at the limit, only to feel that the blue tendons on his forehead were bursting up, and an evil thought was born in his heart, and he gritted his teeth and retreated.

"Xin Zhuo, what are you doing about this...... Did You Know? ”

Su Miaojin's face was already red to her neck, and she struggled to look at Xin Zhuo, with a hint of complexity in her confused eyes.

Xin Zhuo grabbed the copper pillar on the side: "I really don't know, how do I know ......"

shook his dazed head, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid I can't hold on, Su Miaojin, put on the wedding dress."

Wear red makeup and marry other people's wives......

Su Miaojin suddenly looked at him stupidly, as if he had seen through everything that had happened to the two of them since they met: "Xin Zhuo...... You tell me the truth, have you ever had me in your heart? Or have you been thinking about the eldest princess of Shengping! ”

"You ......"

Xin Zhuo couldn't go on, picked up the bridal robe on the Tongtai on the side, handed it to Su Miaojin, and put on the groom's robe indiscriminately.

There is still a sense of ritual, at least this is the least respect for this girl who saved her life.

A trace of struggle flashed in Su Miaojin's eyes, and she hesitated to put on her wedding robe.

Xin Zhuo used the last of his strength, poured two glasses of wine, and handed Su Miaojin a glass.

The two of them staggered and drank, only to feel that the feeling was even stronger, which was a ...... Wine?

Mother, mother, you really do everything.

Then, a strong confusion came, like a mountain and a sea......

Next, Xin Zhuo felt his head roar, and he didn't remember anything at all.

Vaguely, the warm fragrance is full of ......

Once!

Second!

Three degrees!

……

I don't know how long it took, Xin Zhuo woke up slowly, only to feel sour, as if his whole body strength had been emptied, dizzy, I don't know what year and month it was.

After a long pause, he turned his head to look aside, the beauty was no longer there, and there was still a lingering fragrance in the quilt.

He immediately sat up, only to find that his body was covered with strange bite marks.

In front of the bronze mirror on the side, his clothes and two sets of wedding dresses were neatly folded.

A white cloth was pressed on it, and on the white cloth was a bright red and dazzling blood stain.

Remember that this white cloth was also prepared on the side.

He thought about last night carefully, and he didn't experience it at all, and his memory was blurred.

What's all this about?

Got up, put on his clothes, thought for a moment, stuffed the white cloth into his bosom, and walked out of the main hall.

The morning sun has just risen, the surrounding fog is hazy, the air is extremely fresh, and the layers of buildings in the capital in the distance cannot be seen at a glance.

It can't help but be refreshed.

It's just that the waist is a little sore!

Lightly hammered twice, I feel that I first have to find the old lady to reason, your plan is done, and then find Su Miaojin to apologize, or say something?

Mention the light work, rushed to the "Douyun Palace", not far away, a moment away, just approached, there was a bad premonition, the palace came from the old lady's painful voice.

Lao Niang's kind of woman, although she has only known each other for a month, Xin Zhuo knows that she will never be like this easily.

What's going on?

He immediately swept into the courtyard, only to see Shui Qingliu and Zhuge Jun kneeling in front of the hall, their eyes red. Bao'er choked up even more.

The old lady's screams were even greater.

He didn't care about asking Su Miaojin about it, and immediately grabbed Zhuge Jun: "What's wrong with my mother?"

On the side, Bao'er hurriedly said: "The master has been injured for more than ten years, and he was not so powerful in the past, he has been healing in Fengtian Tower, and I don't know how it will be so powerful today!"

Xin Zhuo immediately kicked open the door of the hall and rushed in, only to see Ji Jiuwei's face as white as paper, lying on the bookcase, sweat had soaked the desk, and under the skin of his whole body were green tendons like snakes, which bulged and disappeared from time to time, which was shocking.

"Mom!" Xindra immediately lifted her up and grabbed her pulse.

Ji Jiuwei seemed to know that he was coming, and looked at him with difficulty, his lips were chapped, his face was pale and terrifying, and he endured the pain that hurt his soul, and reluctantly smiled:

"Yuqing! Is it done? Borrow...... potential, borrowing Su Wuji's potential, their husband and wife owe it to their mothers, he helps you, you can live! ”

She raised her other hand with difficulty, and stroked Xin Zhuo's face with nostalgia, "Mother shouldn't let you come back, mother in this life...... The person who is most sorry is you. ”

"Don't make a fuss! This kind of parting between life and death is too bloody, right? ”

Xin Zhuo also smiled reluctantly, and carefully probed her meridians and internal organs, this investigation, almost all thoughts were lost, there were thousands of insects hidden all over her body, the meridians had already corroded, and the internal organs had already rotted and decayed, and she was basically hopeless.

This "disease" is too terrible to be cured by medical skills!

"How so? It was fine a few days ago, wait for me! ”

He immediately rushed out of the main hall, returned to his room, took out the set of silver needles, flew back again, and when he reached the hall, he couldn't help stopping, and the silver needles in his hand fell to the ground.

Ji Jiuwei was lying on the bookcase, already silent, still holding a handful of sesame maltose in his hand.

Here we go again! Here we go again!

Twice! It's been two lifetimes!

Who the hell am I messing with?

Xin Zhuo raised his hand to his mouth, then clenched his fist and slammed his thigh, losing even the courage to get closer.

"Master!"

In the courtyard, the water was clear and the six people bowed to the ground and wept loudly.

At this moment, a strange figure flashed into the hall, and shouted in a lost voice: "Senior sister?"

It was Yuan Chengfeng, who picked up Ji Jiuwei and looked at Xin Zhuo: "Your mother still has a breath, I will send it to your ancestor, Jiang Yuqing, there has been a great change in your family, go back quickly!"

(End of chapter)