Chapter 155: The Storm in the Palace (23)

Thinking of this person's previous ridiculous and casual words and deeds, and then to his current irritable appearance, Lin Wanwan suddenly felt in a good mood, if there was a cannon battle here, she would probably light a few to celebrate.

Lin Wanwan forced a smile, blinked innocently, and said, "'You took my things, and I naturally want to take them back.'" This is said by the son himself, I'm just giving back to him in the way of the other. ”

She paced back and forth in place with her hands in her hands for two steps, then looked at him sideways, snorted softly, and said: "The son is so angry, isn't it only the state officials who are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps?" ”

"You!" The man was dumbfounded by Lin Wanwan's words, and he didn't know how to refute for a while, so he could only stare at her angrily, and the anger in his eyes suddenly churned, suddenly fell, and the cycle went on and on, as if his mood was constantly fluctuating and changing.

Lin Wanwan thought that after he was plotted by himself, he would definitely take action against him, but he didn't expect this person to be so calm, only angry, but did not make any further moves.

Just when Lin Wanwan was suspicious, she saw him suddenly lowering his eyes. Originally, his whole face was hidden under the mask, and some changes in his expression could only be peeked through his eyes, but now his eyes were drooping, which was difficult to notice, and he only vaguely felt that the breath on his body seemed to be gradually cold.

"I advise the girl below, it's best to stop in moderation. I can not blame me for this, but if the girl really provokes me, even if I am injured, it will be easy to kill you. ”

The man's tone was not heavy, but it was not as loose as before, revealing his original timbre, which was like the condensed ice on a lake, thin and cold, and if you didn't pay attention, you would fall into an ice cave.

There was a warning and threat in and out of his words, but there was no fear on Lin Wanwan's face, and she looked leisurely and calm from beginning to end.

"Childe's martial arts cultivation is indeed unfathomable, in fact, the secret weapon just now, even if it pierces Childe's heart, I'm afraid it may not really hurt Childe."

Lin Wanwan raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at him meaningfully, and said: "However, even if Childe's martial arts are high and his internal strength is deep, it is just a void at this time, and Childe should worry about himself first instead of worrying about me." ”

The man was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly felt bad, he immediately raised his eyes to look at her, with a touch of vigilance in his eyes, and couldn't help asking, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Lin Wanwan seemed to remember something, pretended to pat her forehead suddenly, and said slightly apologetically: "Ah, I was negligent and forgot to remind my son." ”

As she spoke, her eyes slowly fell on his hand covering the wound, blinked her eyes, and reminded "kindly": "Childe had better not let his hands get stained with this blood, because-" She dragged out her last note, there seemed to be a very shallow smile in her throat, and there was a bit of bewitching taste in her deliberately lowered tone: "This secret weapon is poisonous." ”

"Poisonous?!" The man was startled, and quickly withdrew his hand and looked at it under his eyes, and after seeing the blood stains on his palms showing black and brown, his eyes began to glow faintly, like rolling flames burning in his pupils.

He raised his head sharply and yelled at Lin Wanwan in disbelief: "You, you are still poisoned?!" ”

In just a moment, the cold momentum that had just accumulated on the man's body was gone. This emotional change, one cold and one hot, adds a sense of joy of "sitting up in shock".

Lin Wanwan glanced at him coldly, took out a flying blade from his sleeve pocket, held it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Give me something, I will give you the antidote, otherwise, Gongzi is afraid that he will not be able to get out of here safe and sound tonight." Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you force your internal forces, it will be worse than going mad. ”

After hearing this, the man immediately restrained the internal force that was secretly condensing, and stared at Lin Wanwan, the expression at the bottom of his eyes was constantly changing. The smile of the woman in front of her was bright and beautiful, but under this smile, there was an awe-inspiring killing intent, like a manju sawa blooming in the dark night, full of endless temptation, but also containing deadly danger.

The man was silent for a long time, and the anger in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Xu Shi realized that if he didn't hand over the silk at this time, it would be unfavorable to himself, and under the trade-off, he would finally be defeated, and muttered: "Isn't it just a rag, why did the girl do this?" If the girl wants it, give it to you! ”

After that, as if resigned to his fate, he sighed heavily, and reluctantly threw the silk silk in his hand.

Lin Wanwan raised his hand to take it, and then took a closer look at the cracks and marks on the silk, and after confirming that it had not been replaced, he thanked the man: "Thank you, son." ”

Then, she took out a small porcelain bottle from her waist pouch and threw it to the other party, "After taking this antidote, meditate and breathe for an hour, and your strength can be restored." ”

The man checked the porcelain vase in his palm, his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness, and he snorted coldly: "It is said that it is difficult to paint the skin and bones of a tiger, and you don't know your heart when you know people." Good-looking women really look like poisonous scorpions, no wonder the ancients had a cloud of 'the most poisonous woman's heart', it seems that the ancients were honest and did not deceive me. I believed the wrong girl in the next place, but I didn't expect the girl to be so insidious and cunning! ”

"Childe praised. But-" The smile on Lin Wanwan's lips gradually turned cold, and the cold and sharp gaze passed over him, and then, the tone of his voice changed suddenly, and the clear timbre fell like frost and snow: "Even if I am insidious and cunning, you are not a good person." I forgot to tell you that the 'gentleman' I was referring to earlier was not a real gentleman, but you, the gentleman on the beam. ”

"You!" The man subconsciously wanted to refute her words, but it seemed that something was blocking his throat, and he didn't spit out a word for a long time.

Lin Wanwan folded the silk silk and put it into her arms, and she didn't want to linger any longer, so she walked straight to the exit, and didn't forget to wave her hand at him, saying, "There will be no time in the future." ”

The man looked at Lin Wanwan's figure who disappeared into the crack in the door, his eyes narrowed slightly, the resentment and unwillingness in his eyes faded in an instant like a tide, and a treacherous smile gradually appeared in his beautiful fox eyes.

He slowly turned his eyes and looked at the corpse of Grandpa Lu condescendingly, a faint light appeared in his pupils, as sharp as an eagle falcon, and as strange as a night ghost, revealing an evil aura, and his gloomy and cold voice cut through the silence of the secret room like a sharp blade.

"You said that you just fed you a Ten Thousand Ant Heart Devouring Pill, why are you so tormented? In order not to reveal the whereabouts of the score to me, you are willing to stab yourself, but it has fulfilled your loyalty to Emperor Lin'an. It's a pity, didn't the score you gave up your life to protect still fall into the hands of that little liar? ”

He sighed and chuckled, "But ......" The narrow fox eyes gradually became bloodthirsty, revealing the true colors of a hunter, "It's really getting more and more interesting." ”

Before the aftermath was gone, he saw that as soon as his knuckles were slightly closed, the porcelain vase in his hand was instantly shattered, and gradually turned into white powder in his palm, slowly flowing down from his fingers like a stream of water.