Su Ruotang narrowed his eyes, and asked instead of answering: "When Pei Ming took out the flowers on the other side, did you smell blood?" ”

Lu Xiao shook his head: "No." ”

Su Ruotang's voice was cold and warm: "Pei Ming's yellow spring water uses stork blood. ”

"Stork blood? Did he want to cover up the color or taste of the yellow spring water? Lu Xiao furrowed his brows deeply.

"If my guess is right, it's both, but I don't know what he's trying to hide."

Mo Yingyan pinched the little jade cat with his fingertips, and suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Lu Xiao fixedly, "We plan to go to the Hot Spring Mountain Resort again tomorrow." ”

When Lu Xiao heard this, after thinking about it for a while, he understood what Mo Yingyan meant, "What does the third prince mean, let me accompany you to attract Pei Ming?" ”

If Pei Ming had really been to Nancheng, his face would have been burned.

You will be shocked to see him.

Mo Yingyan nodded: "We found a deserted yard in the backyard, and we plan to explore there." ”

Lu Xiao agreed without hesitation: "No problem." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Su Ruotang with some words, "Third princess, can I see the flowers on the other side?" ”

"Yes, I'll come to the house tomorrow and let you have a closer look."

Lu Xiao suddenly smiled: "I have always felt that the flower on the other side is very weird, but I can't tell where it is weird." ”

As he spoke, he frowned in confusion: "I always feel the color of its petals, like blood." ”

Mo Yingyan's slender fingertips tapped on the tabletop, and the dull but regular percussion sound echoed in the private room.

His voice was slow, soaked with cold, "Those girls who were sold also lost their traces in the Hot Spring Villa. ”

When Lu Xiao heard this, he raised his eyebrows and pondered for a moment.

The next moment, as if thinking of something, he suddenly stood up.

In a panic, the sleeve turned over the tea cup.

He didn't care about the tea he had spilled, and said in shock, "Could it be that Pei Ming is a ghost?" ”

Mo Yingyan: "......" should let you see the hell next time.

Su Ruotang: "...... Big brother, have you ever seen a ghost dare to appear under the blue sky and the white sun? ”

Lu Xiao scratched the back of his head and grinned, "I've always loved to watch ghosts, didn't I just watch "Painted Skin", so I ......"

Paint the skin!

Su Ruotang's long eyelashes trembled violently.

In the movie of the previous life, the ghosts painted the skin, and it was the young girl's face that was peeled.

Until he returned to Songxue Courtyard, Su Ruotang was still thinking about painting skin.

She sat by the window, her white fingertips dotting the petals on the other side.

The bright red petals lined her fingers as white as snow, and they deceived the frost and snow even more.

The extreme red and the extreme white interweave a brilliant visual impact.

Mo Yingyan held a glass of milk and massaged her shoulder, "Still thinking about the hot spring villa?" ”

Su Ruotang relaxed and leaned on his arms.

The crisp scent of cedarwood spreads through the breath.

She slowly closed her eyes and enjoyed the man's massage.

Mo Yingyan looked at the tiredness of her eyebrows, and her magnetic and hoarse tone was full of distress, "Tang'er, you don't have to force yourself like this,"

"I will find out about the missing girl and Pei Ming."

Su Ruotang sighed lightly: "Su Muyao came from a strange Gu technique out of nowhere. ”

"Although I can solve the chaotic heart Gu on my father's body, but in case she uses other more vicious Gu ...... next time"

"I'm afraid that one time, I won't be able to save you."

Mo Yingyan picked her up and walked towards the bed, "Silly girl, when the sky falls, there is a husband on top of it." ”

"It's time for you to sleep beautifully, otherwise don't cry for your husband tomorrow with the dark circles you said."

Su Ruotang snorted lightly: "I won't cry." ”

On the willow tops of the moon, fireflies will sprinkle a little frost on the world.

Noticing that Su Ruotang's breathing became shallow and steady, Mo Yingyan slowly opened his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and drew the small and delicate face in the air.

After a while, he sighed, "Little Begonia, if it weren't for me, you would be happy, right?" ”

The three-flavor medicine of cold poison on his body has not found any clues until now.

There is a high probability that there is no solution.

According to his estimates, he has a maximum of one year to live.

Within this year, he must get rid of the person behind Su Muyao.

We need to hurry.

He didn't have much time left.

The quiet and beautiful valley, accompanied by the cry of crickets, ushered in a clear figure.

Sheng Han sat at the bamboo table in the courtyard and was not surprised at all when he saw Mo Yingyan.

He poured two cups of bamboo leaf tea, picked up one of them and took a sip, "Let's drink two cups." ”

Mo Yingyan sat down across from him, and spit out two syllables in a faint voice, "Poison Venerable." ”

Sheng Han lowered his eyes and turned the teacup between his fingers, "After a hundred years, you are the first person to call out the name of the deity calmly. ”

Mo Yingyan hooked the corners of his lips, and his voice was cold, "This hall didn't expect that the poison venerable, who is said to have been dead for a hundred years, would be so young. ”

The corners of Sheng Han's lips overflowed with a low smile: "No matter how good this skin is, she doesn't like it." ”

He raised his eyes to look at Mo Yingyan: "The three-flavor medicine is most likely in the forest that stretches for thousands of miles outside the city. ”

At the bottom of Mo Yingyan's eyes, a dark color crossed it, "Do you want to resurrect Tan Qingdye?" ”

Sheng Han's eyelashes trembled: "It's not resurrection, Dye'er is not dead." ”

As he spoke, he let out a long sigh and leaned back in his chair to look up at the starry sky, "When she died of illness, I dug out her body. ”

"Exhausted all the rare medicinal materials in the Poison Valley, and kept her heart a little warm."

"I looked through all the ancient books and found a method."

Mo Yingyan took his words lightly: "With my heart's blood, I can save her." ”

Sheng Han closed his eyes and looked at Mo Yingyan fixedly, "Are you really willing to give her up?" ”