Thinking of something, she slapped Lao Hei's head weakly with her hand, "What about you?" ”

Secretly poisoned, she and Lao Hei are habitual offenders, and when the two of them walk the rivers and lakes, it is impossible not to touch the hard stubble, so they can only cooperate with each other to save themselves with poisonous yin people.

Although she knew that this trick might be useless against Steward Huo again, she also needed to give it a try.

Lao Hei pointed to his mouth, Zhao Fu was swaying, and prepared an antidote in his hand, and sprinkled the antidote when Lao Hei opened his mouth.

After detoxification, Lao Hei lay on the aircraft and scolded his mother: "That grandson!" ”

He was pinched by Steward Huo just now, how could he still have a chance to use poison? It's good if you didn't poison yourself!

That old guy really pinched it with a dead hand, and he didn't pinch it and scatter it.

Zhao Fushuang pondered, Steward Huo was simply meticulous, and he had already figured out all her routines!

So, could the person who framed her be Steward Huo?

Probably not.

Judging by the cowardice he looked like when he saw Yi Huang, it was unlikely that he was him!

Although Yi Huang didn't look back, he also guessed what this person and a cat were doing.

The Yunding faction prohibits the use of poison.

Zhao Fushuang seems to be what the Yunding faction is not allowed to do, and she has to do it again!

He couldn't help but ask himself again.

Knowing that she has a problem, but still being bewitched by her and taking her into the mountain, is it right or wrong?!

Zhao Fushuang and Lao Hei were lying together weakly, and there was a ridiculous tone in his voice: "Tie Xin, what you did today, when you meet someone who is self-inflicted, I am afraid you will have to make a personal promise." ”

Yi Huang said in a cool voice, "What kind of doing?" ”

"When you catch someone and release your mercy, do you feel that the whole world needs your salvation? After exhausting your cultivation many times to save your junior sister, your junior sister Rongyin may have already given birth to the idea of making a promise to each other, right? I don't know if she knows that I have already won the position of your wife, but I don't mind giving you a few more concubines, or a flat wife or something. ”

The more Yi Huang listened, the more ugly his face became, "If I remember correctly, you begged me to save me." ”

Zhao Fushuang was heartless, "You are yang and yin, but if you stay in the air for one more breath and watch me die in the sea of fire, you will be regarded as a bad fate and a good thing in this life." ”

Yi Huang took charge of the aircraft with all his might, and ignored Zhao Fushuang's troubles.

"Also, you showed up three hours early, how fast did you have to do it along the way? You're not going to have a crush on me, are you? So worried about me? ”

Lao Hei really couldn't listen to it anymore: "If you don't say thank you well, you will die." ”

Zhao Fushuang suddenly remembered that his bamboo bed was still on top of the magma, "Go back, I haven't taken my bed yet." ”

Going out with a bed?

Yi Huang: "...... Go back and get a new one. ”

"It's like you're changing it for me, no, I need my bed."

This is extremely grinding before returning to the mountain!

Yi Huang couldn't stand her half-dead tossing and turned back.

But seeing that the bamboo bed was attacked by Steward Huo, it was still able to float on the magma intact.

Looking at the bamboo bed carefully, Yi Huang's eyes moved slightly.

When he returned, Yi Huang saw the stone house that Zhao Fushuang said, and when he saw that there was nothing inside, his expression froze.

What about the alchemy furnace she was talking about?

After all, he didn't do it, and took people to Mayfly Mountain again.

On the way back, Yi Huang didn't hear Zhao Fushuang speak, and looked at it with cool eyes, and both one person and one cat were unconscious.

......

Zhao Fushuang felt that he had slept for a long time.

When I woke up, I was in a terrible pain, and I was in a trance for a long time, only to find that I was on a stone bed covered with a heavy blanket.

The scent of bamboo is everywhere.

She softened and struggled to open her eyes.

Something is a little glaring.

It turned out that the neat and smooth stone wall above her head was inlaid with a night pearl the size of a human head, dazzling her eyes.

Zhao Fushuang stared at this night pearl, and felt that this thing was like a night pearl and not like it, like a sun, illuminating the cave extremely brightly.

Zhao Fushuang looked at it again and again, and finally scolded her mother in a low voice.

Where is this night pearl, why is this so like a huge bead formed by the fusion of sunstone and moonstone?

Who is so proud to use the sun and moon stone for lighting?

More losers than her!

Zhao Fushuang turned her neck and found that she was in a cave at the moment, and she looked like she was three hundred square meters.

In addition to the stone gate at the entrance of the cave, the walls on all four sides are artificially carved out of the bookshelves with tops on all sides, and the bookshelves are all exactly the same black books.

She was lying on the stone bed at the moment, and the head of the stone bed was facing east and connected to the third of the east wall, which was close to the inside of the cave.

However, even the wall next to the head of the stone bed was full of books.

The whole room was full of darkness, and it looked dark and oppressive.

Zhao Fu looked sideways, and saw that there were two desks side by side at a distance of seven or eight meters from the stone bed, facing the direction of the cave gate.

A few books were piled up on a desk, and a crystal clear teapot and water cup were placed on the other.

One of them sat with his back to her on the futon in front of the desk where the books were placed.

Spotless white underwear, black hair tied with a smooth green bamboo, straight back, holding a book in one hand, idle on the knee with the other, slender fingers so quietly falling on the knee, except for the occasional action of turning the book, the rest of the time is quiet like a stone statue.

It's not hard to guess what this place is.

The cave of Yi Huang!

In the huge room, except for two desks and a stone bed, there are only dark and dull books left, and this person has lived in this dark cave for more than 5,000 years?

Zhao Fushuang looked at the back for a long time before he came back to his senses, and when he wanted to get up, he groaned in pain, "It hurts." ”

Yi Huang, who was reading a book on several sides of the case, was shocked and looked back.

Seeing Zhao Fushuang exaggeratedly fell back into bed.

When I was seriously injured, I didn't scream, but I knew that I was crying pain.

He put down the book and casually asked, "Where does it hurt?" ”

"No, what kind of bed is this, I slept so hard that my body hurt."

Ignoring her deliberate squeamishness, Yi Huang got up and walked to the bedside, leaning low and placing his fingertips on her wrists.

"What?" The finger touches on her wrist were warm and cool, like a beautiful jade.

Zhao Fushuang subconsciously withdrew his hand into the quilt and didn't let him touch it.

Yi Huang glanced at her, "Just check your injuries." ”

Zhao Fushuang, "Men and women are not clear. ”

"I didn't touch you."

"And what did you just do?"

Before people woke up, they began to mess around.

Yi Huang said in a cool voice: "What do I do, you don't know?"

It's all about messing around!

Zhao Fushuang sat up and waved his hand to hit him with a palm, Yi Huang was stunned, and Zhao Fushuang was also stunned.

How to hit in the chest?

The clothes Yi Huang wore were redundant, and the regular clothes were as simple and light as the regular clothes, and Zhao Fu's palms were warm and stiff.

Zhao Fushuang was stunned again, his palm subconsciously moved, and Yi Huang's face darkened.

So, evil was born to the guts, and Zhao Fushuang's hands were threaded into the first layer of clothes on Yi Huang's chest along the overlapping white collar.

Just as he was about to go deeper, his wrist was held violently.

Yi Huang's dark eyes were surging with light: "Isn't it that men and women can't accept it?" ”

Zhao Fushuang snorted, "When didn't I say one thing and do another?" ”

As he spoke, his hand blatantly reached into his clothes.

It's really not speculation for more than half a sentence!

Yi Huang grabbed her wrist with his backhand and put it back on the bed, and a fixation technique fell on her.

Zhao Fushuang was fixed on the bed, his mouth just opened, Yi Huang's fingertips rubbed, and a forbidden technique fell, leaving only a pair of fox eyes that were dark and round.

Her eyes could speak, but she didn't know how much she could hear in a few sentences.