My uncle's smile was even kinder.

"Uncle is for your good, you just need to transfer your divine power to Tang Wanqiu, don't you hate that child, just let her bear all this!"

Early Summer of the Tang Dynasty: ......

I feel that there may be some problems with this uncle's IQ.

To Tang Wanqiu?

Waiting for her to kill herself?

"Of course, if you don't want to, the old man can too!"

He was even a little embarrassed.

Tang Chuxia finally couldn't maintain his expression and cracked!

"Uncle, can you tell me how to transfer?"

Curious, her uncle stood up, walked to the center of the room, and pulled off the cover to reveal two white jade beds.

"What is this? Could it be the legendary thousand-year-old ice? ”

She was happy when she finished talking to herself, and she felt very funny.

Uncle rubbed his hands: "Exactly! ”

Early Summer of the Tang Dynasty: ...... I'm kidding!

But if you talk nonsense in a serious way, it's a bit unkind.

My uncle walked around the bed twice, looking obsessed, "I spent decades trying to find this thing, and I finally found it!" ”

His old fingers rubbed on the jade, like rubbing a lover, making Tang Chuxia next to him feel goosebumps popping up, if she hadn't confirmed that she hadn't penetrated into any strange world of immortal cultivation, she would have suspected that something was wrong with her nerves.

"Xia Xia, you are really a good boy, I tried my best to finally let you live, you are really good!"

He muttered to himself, but Tang Chuxia grasped the key word.

Survived?

He?

Didn't Tang Mu say that he was an old Taoist?

If it is the person in front of him, it is impossible to say that he is his uncle.

Who is this man?

She was very curious, but she also knew that this was not the time to ask, and when her uncle asked her to come in and prepare for action, Tang Chuxia saw Tang Wanqiu who came in together, and couldn't help but wonder.

Isn't Tang Wanqiu their person? How can you still be tied up?

She rubbed her eyes suspiciously, what was all going on?

Tang Wanqiu glared at her with hatred, feeling a little cut off from before.

Tang Chuxia had a big head, and he always felt that he should be dreaming at this time, and even pinched his thigh.

It hurts –

It hurts—

What are you doing if you have nothing to pinch yourself?

Tears welled up.

But my uncle thought that Tang Chuxia was afraid.

"Don't be afraid, kid, I'll be very gentle!"

His eyes were blurred, and he was in a state of hyperactivity.

Tang Chuxia sighed and obediently agreed.

Uncle was even more satisfied, he didn't seem to be worried about Tang Chuxia escaping or sabotage at all, only Tang Wanqiu switched back and forth between resentment and confusion, how weird it looked.

Soon my uncle took out a needle and was about to prick Tang Chuxia.

Seeing that cold and shining needle, Tang Chuxia was very unhappy, because she had been pricked by this thing before.

Sure enough, Tang Wanqiu's gaze at her was more of schadenfreude, a look like she was about to start suffering terrible torture at any time.

And Tang Chuxia smiled dryly: "Uncle, you don't need this, right?" ”

Uncle's originally misty eyes instantly hardened.

"How can you not use it, this is a must!"

Tang Chuxia saw that there were only three of them in the room, and the others had already gone out, so she moved her neck and wrist again: "Uncle, can the medicine Tang Wanqiu inject me with make me lose my strength?" ”

Uncle laughed, his yellow teeth were disgusting, and he finally revealed his beastly greed.

"Naturally, otherwise I wouldn't be able to rest assured that you're here!"

Tang Chuxia nodded, that's fine.

She was also curious, and there were still some things that needed to be asked.

She walked up to Tang Wanqiu, stretched out her hand and put her shoulder on her shoulder, and smiled brightly: "My dear sister, you are so amazing!" ”

Tang Wanqiu didn't know what to do, frowning and staring at her.

Before she could ask, Tang Chuxia slashed at Tang Wanqiu's neck with a hand knife, pinched the old man's neck at lightning speed before he shouted, and pierced the needle in his hand directly into the old man's body.

The liquid medicine was pushed into the old man's body.

The old man panicked.

He opened his mouth to shout, but found that he couldn't make a sound, Tang Chuxia put the old man on the thousand-year-old cold jade bed, and put Tang Wanqiu on it.

There is a groove on it, which happens to be a grinding tool parked by two hands, and a diversion groove in the middle that finally comes together.

She looked at the structure of the bed, and said to the old man in a good mood: "Why do you say that you are so careless as an old man?" They all say that I have divine powers, and they still want to use medicine to control me, so it has to be enough, right? ”

A blade was pulled out of the old man's body and slashed at the old man's wrist, and dark red blood flowed down his wrist into the water trough.

She didn't let Tang Wanqiu go, mainly because the old man was a madman, and Tang Wanqiu was not a good thing, but she still wanted to see how Tang Wanqiu would react after seeing everything.

The two streams of blood flowed into the aqueduct and eventually converged in the middle depression, and the two strands of blood met, and there was no magical chemical reaction, and there was no physical reaction.

Wrong!

It's also a bit of a physical reaction.

It's more!

Tang Chuxia was a little dissatisfied.

Why didn't there be any magical reaction?

Is this thousand-year-old cold jade a waste of fame?

Or is it not played that way?

Tang Chuxia rubbed his chin, studied it, and woke up Tang Wanqiu: "Do you know what this is for?" ”

Tang Wanqiu looked at her wrist in horror, instinctively struggling, but felt a blade against the major artery in her neck.

"My dear sister, may I warn you not to move easily? After all, the blade is somewhat sharp! ”

Tang Wanqiu gritted her teeth and roared: "Why are you okay?" ”

Tang Chuxia shrugged: "How do I know?" Maybe you're using fake medicine for me! ”

Tang Wanqiu wanted to scold her mother, a hellish fake medicine.

She's sick!

Tang Chuxia seems to have the ability to be angry and not pay for his life: "It's not your conscience that you finally know that you respect your sister, I'm still a little moved, my sister knows that she is filial to me!" ”

Tang Wanqiu: ......

She almost didn't catch her breath.

Forgot!

She was already lying on her back on the bed, and she couldn't lean back anymore.

But the old man of my uncle couldn't move, and looked at Tang Chuxia in horror, wanting to speak, but unfortunately Tang Chuxia didn't want to listen.

"Tang Wanqiu, are you really stupid? Every time I feel like you're finally a bit of a big heroine, you start to be stupid again! Do you say you're worthy of all the emotions I've been wasted by you? ”

Tang Chuxia circled around Tang Late Autumn twice.

I don't know if I thought she was the crazy old man, where was the little pity who was caught?

Tang Wanqiu gritted his teeth, "Tang Chuxia, who are you?" ”

She had to admit that Tang Chuxia had become smarter!

"Oh, you just remember to ask now? I thought you'd ask when I started pumping you! ”

Tang Wanqiu vomited blood!

"Who the hell are you?"

Tang Chuxia laughed, "Of course it's your half-sister!! ”

Tang Wanqiu: You crazy critic, you are not my sister!

(End of chapter)