Jiang Su was still sane, she squatted down with bated breath and curled up. The wetness of her palms was the familiar smell of blood and pain.

"Blood, my blood......"

Without saying a word, the girl took out the thicker needles and beryllium needles among the nine needles, and stabbed them into her ear canal one by one. Insert the twist needle with both hands at the same time and let it rotate in the ear to draw a circle.

The five fingers bent half a fist, and continuously knocked the side of the face next to the ear, and the cheekbones were red. The next second, her eardrum was pierced, and yellow serous fluid mixed with red blood slowly flowed down her ear canal.

A white chess piece was taken out of the storage bag and hit the ground, silently melting into the dirt.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, her face returned to normal, and her cherry mouth was still slightly hooked, satisfied: "It's finally quiet."

When I opened my eyes again, it was still the same narrow alley.

It's just that this time there is nothing in the narrow alley, and the red flame of the candle dragon lamp on the ground reflects the shadow of the ancient rusty wood knife, and the two are accompanied by hot and cold. Jiang Su's ink shoes are as clean as ever, not stained with half of the dust.

Jiang Su was accustomed to this, and calmly took out a pill and put it into his abdomen, and this time his tongue slowly wriggled and grew out like a short worm, and the size was not too big or small, just right.

The girl looked at the darkness in the distance, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she said subtly and shyly: "I am ...... You're a man. ”

The next second laughed arrogantly: "Hahahahahaha

She took out the bloody rod from the storage bag and walked forward with a blank face until she walked out of the alley.

"The outer city of the central capital is out of the demon cultivation, and the inner city is in the demon domain, where is this under the feet of the Son of Heaven, it is the devil's cave. This cultivation realm must have been rotten a long time ago."

Jiang Su stopped at the entrance of the alley, with endless darkness behind him, and a street full of cars in front of him.

She looked up at the sky, only to think that she had discovered the truth. If there is no one, say to yourself, "So...... Is it a dark immortal cultivator? Otherwise, how to explain the sea literacy, the compound eyes and strange hands, the slaughtering crazy knife, and the sick me. ”

"Or maybe I'm just sick......"

Thinking of this, Jiang Su hurriedly hammered his side head a few times with his fist: "What do you have to do with me, what do you have to do with me!" She gasped heavily, trying to suppress her mania, and after a while, her gaze fell on the majestic and faintly glittering golden mansion in the distance, and she tightened her grip on the guise.

Jiang Su walked towards King Ning's Mansion with a slight ease.

On the plaque hanging high, there are three big characters of Ning Wangfu, and the handwriting is heroic and atmospheric, which is commensurate with this majestic gate. There were dozens of guards guarding the door.

"This word is a little familiar...... "Jiang Su said to himself.

She stepped forward, and before she could reach the door, the guard's eyes lit up, and he ran to her side, looking her up and down.

The monk in Tsing Yi held up a disguise. The front of the guise is to help the world save people, ten at a time, and the back is to build the foundation of medical repair, and the spirit stone is easy to seek.

The guard said in his heart: "This dress is really exactly the same as in the order handed down, it is the immortal who came to see the prince."

Jiang Su was wearing a power gly, and others couldn't see her appearance clearly, so they naturally couldn't guess what this person thought. Before she could say her intentions, a descendant with a lot of temperament in dark yellow brocade clothes walked up to her, bowed, and said, "Miss Jiang, please come with me, the prince is already waiting for you in the hall."

"Huh?" Jiang Su chuckled.

Hearing this, the person stopped, leaned over and waited respectfully: "Miss Jiang, why is this doubt?"

"Wait for me? But I've only been in the inner city for only an hour, so you shouldn't have someone to monitor my movements, right? I didn't notice it, so I should be a monk with a high level of cultivation. ”

Jiang Su looked at this subordinate coldly, only to see that his face stiffened when he heard this, and the smiling muscles on his face twitched for a few seconds. In a blink of an eye, he replied respectfully: "Miss Jiang misunderstood", and took a step forward to attach to Jiang Su's ear and said, "I'm not afraid to tell the immortals that the prince of our family has always known everything about the affairs of the whole city."

"Oh." Jiang Supi didn't smile, hooked his lips, and crossed the threshold made of gold, and then the person hurriedly ran forward to lead the way.

She unintentionally turned her head and glanced at the still lively street market behind her, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

A prince knows everything about the feet of the Son of Heaven.

It's none of my business.

She thought in her heart that mortals should not need alchemy to take medicine, so she would not have to take out the six-converter to be embarrassed.

Ning Wangfu is majestic and magnificent, and she walked with this person to have a pillar of incense before arriving at the destination of this trip, waiting in the living room. This living room is facing the white jade pillars and the gold threshold, just like the rich house in the painting book......

Jiang Su controlled his heart that was gradually corroded by money, took a deep breath, and slowly entered.

I saw a middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the hall with carved beams and pillars. The middle-aged man had a pale face and pale lips. Dressed in a brocade robe and belt, with a gold crown on his head and his hair, even his shoes can be seen to be inlaid with thin gold threads.

Virtual, rich. Jiang Su guessed at a glance.

The prince saw that Jiang Su was here. Hurriedly got up from his seat and came to the door to greet him. Although he looked eager and enthusiastic, he didn't look like ordinary people who saw the monk's bow and bow their waists and lose their identity. The posture between the sleeves is chic, and it carries a bit of grace and luxury.

"The virtuous niece is here, I asked people to prepare wine and food early, and wait for some to be delivered, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and we have to reminisce about the old days today." Ning Wangye's face was kind, and when he walked, his feet were vague, and his body swayed slightly.

Jiang Su's face was as usual, and there was confusion in his cold eyes: "I have met the prince?"

This man secretly sent someone to follow him, what kind of fuel-efficient old lamp could it be.

After hearing Jiang Su's question, Lord Ning twisted his beard with a smile, stood beside her and replied, "Naturally, I have seen it, the year you were born, I also went to your Shifang Gate to drink the full moon wine." When your father hugged you, the smile on his face seemed to bloom. ”

Ning Wangye put his hands behind his waist at will, and his expression made people slightly incomprehensible, "I was young in the past, and I liked to see the famous mountains and rivers the most, and enjoy the bright moon into the rivers and tides.

I met your father on the way, and the two of us poured out as before, and talked happily. Once known as brothers, now since your full moon banquet, it has been more than ten years. ”

He had a lot of horizontal lines on his forehead, a long black goatee on his chin, and amorous peach blossom eyes, which also crawled wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

The words are mostly reminiscing about the vicissitudes and melancholy of the past.

"Old acquaintances......"

No wonder Fang Cai looked at the handwriting on the plaque of the Naning Wangfu when he entered the door.

will be the inscription of the plaque of someone else's mansion...... My father actually has a mortal friend who has this kind of friendship, and his status is only high. It's really unimaginable.

It's a pity.

One person was young in the past, one was not old at the age of 100, and now he is young, his temples are full of snow, his beard is frosty, and his life is like grass and trees, just waiting for autumn death.

Elder......

"A person who cultivates immortals should be a person who is indifferent. Whoever sees the big chun will pity the mayfly. ”

"Where do you meet in Pingshui, I just need to become an immortal." The girl's eyes flashed with cruelty, her fists clenched, and her nails buckled into the flesh.