Puppet Sword Chapter (27)

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they can take root.

That's not just handsome, that's beautiful, very beautiful, beautiful, very beautiful. It was indescribably moving.

The way men look at men and men look at women is certainly not the same conclusion. Ahem, there's no way Melson knows anyway.

It turns out that there is such a title as my Royal Highness, how can it sound a little more embarrassing than calling his name.

Peng Xiu's ears were slightly red, and he coughed lightly to find his thoughts and voice, and said.

"Why is Xiaoying here, are you hungry? Then let's eat first?" Peng Xiu asked in a gentle tone in the eyes of everyone who was looking forward to finally speaking and presiding over the overall situation.

When is His Royal Highness, shouldn't he yell at Mingyang, and directly flip the plot to take it, no matter how bad it is, it is necessary to further stabilize the scene. I only care about what kind of god operation my subordinates eat or not. At that time, His Highness, who was not angry and arrogant, and was imposing, where did he go at this time.

Dirty people, dirty thoughts, always at this time, when most people just think a little strange, will give rise to some more ideas. This was the case with Frey.

His eyes scanned back and forth between Sunshadow and Peng Xiu's body. At that time, he felt that these two people were not subordinates in an ordinary relationship, but more like they had some ulterior relationship, but both of them were as humble and polite as they looked, and they were upright, and although Peng Xiu was high and powerful, he was born noble and young and informal, but it was easier to make some friends with similar grades to him calmly, and he really thought that they were close friends as Peng Xiu introduced.

But now that he examines it again, he feels that he has also seen it wrong. The eyes of Peng Xiu just looking at the sun shadow, where is the look of a friend, that is clearly a heart-warming look, and it is the eyes of an ordinary man looking at a woman.

But......

Frey glanced at Sunshadow again, and Sunshadow slowly stepped back, letting Mingyang's tense nerves breathe a sigh of relief.

But this is clearly a man. Although he is full of heroism, his face is also delicate and handsome, and he has a taste that does not distinguish between male and female. But no matter how you look at it, it's still a man.

Could it be that Peng Xiu also has this bias? But Peng Xiu is clearly the same as him, and he is not interested in mourning for the night. And this mournful night is still suspected of seduction, but it didn't attract Peng Xiu's attention.

And this mourning night is the real beauty of men and women, so beautiful that even the concept of male and female gender has been blurred. Even he Frey couldn't help but be moved, but he really didn't have that preference, so he didn't have any evil thoughts. After all, not everyone is so weird and perverted.

But Peng Xiu is interested in this sun shadow. It's kind of weird.

Frey looked at the Sunshadow, and saw the eyebrows he knew so well.

If this young man was really a woman, what a benefit it would be for him, maybe he could directly overshadow Bishop's might, and he could really gain the affirmation of the supreme person, and directly obtain the combat power of the Holy Knights. So, how good it would be if he was really a woman, and his heroic appearance really looked a little bit like a woman.

Frey thought to himself, looking at the Shadow seriously, not knowing whether he was expecting too much, or if he was looking too seriously and giving birth to a little illusion, as if the Shadow in front of him was really a woman. He looked at it quizzically. Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they can take root.

"Your Excellency, please say a few words for Mingyang. ”

The strength that is strong will collapse in an instant in the face of real power.

Under the strength shown by Peng Xiu and others, Ming Yang felt a little unbearable, even if he wanted to forcibly resist, he also needed to weigh whether he had this strength, and whether those who followed him were willing to exonerate him for the real power. He set his sights on Frey, who was at odds with Peng Xiu but also had authority, and called for help.

"Ahem. Although he didn't want to care about this, Frey, who couldn't lose his authority, still had to come out to maintain stability, he let go of his illusions and coughed. "I think I'll disperse today. Let's take a long-term view of this matter. Anyway, isn't Su Lange still dead? Besides, this kid is back, and the Sword Raising Pavilion is considered to be a successor, and the others don't matter. Frey said, ignoring Mingyang's darkening face, pointing at Thor.

And ask Thor.

"Boy, can you really open the Sword Cultivation Pavilion?"

At this time, Thor also knew about the two god-level characters standing on the stage, and he couldn't refute it, so he just nodded. After thinking about it, he said. "Apart from me, in addition to that old man, there is actually another person here who can also open the Sword Cultivation Pavilion. ”

"Who is it?" asked Frey.

"It's the person who wrote to me. That's why I'm back. Thor took the letter from his bosom and held it up.

"This can't be!" Akeyo was shocked, apparently knowing who had sent the letter to Thor.

"Who is he? do you know?" asked Thor.

Seeing this, Ming Yang didn't speak again, but arched his hand, bowed to the two people on the stage again, and left with a group of people.

Thor wanted to follow, but he stopped after taking half a step, and instead followed Sunshadow to the stage.

Holding Lanka in one hand and an apple in the other, the Shadow walked up to the stage and threw the man onto the stage while nibbling on the apple.

The other people present, seeing Mingyang leaving, Frey spoke, and the people who could watch the play gathered on the stage, they didn't dare to really come forward to listen, and they also saluted to the stage and retired.

Peng Xiu and Frey waved at a few people, nodded and let the others disperse, only a few of them remained, and the originally lively golden banquet hall was really quiet at this time.

"I'm not in the mood to watch it, I'm going to leave first, Your Highness, you can deal with it directly. Frey also felt bored and walked out.

"Brother Ying, do you want to eat something else and look at the corpse, I'm afraid you will vomit. Melson spat as Sunshadow nibbled on an apple as he circled around the corpse.

Sunshadow shook his head, and continued to look without raising his head, and suddenly noticed that there was an unreasonable forehead fold on the chest of Erry's elaborate clothes, which did not look like the usual indentation, but a feeling of disobedience after being disassembled.

Sunshadow drops the apple core in her hand and leans over to pick up Raeery's clothes.

"What are you doing here?" Compared to Peng Xiu and the others, Thor was still a little surprised to see Sun Shadow do this for the first time, especially when it was his brother's corpse that was picked up, he couldn't help but ask. But then he understood.

The position of Erry's chest, the inner village of the clothes under the pressure, there is a trace of an extremely subtle bulge, a slight bulge that is difficult to find without careful inspection.

The sun shadow carefully squeezed through the clothes, only to find that it was a silver needle that was half shorter than the ordinary embroidery needle, hidden in the gap of the clothes. Sunshadow carefully picked it out, there were muddy blood stains on it, and sniffed it carefully through the fabric, and smelled what seemed to be quite familiar, as if it had been smelling in this spring town, but where was it?

Beiyu walked over, took the needle, and continued to check. also directly pulled off Errie's underwear, this time it really showed his flesh.

Sunshadow didn't say anything, only felt that the position of this chest seemed to have just been caressed by a pair of delicate and slender hands, and this person was already a corpse at this moment. He didn't look any further. Instead, he walked up to Lanka, who was still sitting on the ground, and asked, "You only changed the wine?"

Lanka looked at a pair of black riding boots in front of him, listened to the cold voice, and looked up to see which delicate young man who suddenly appeared and saved him somehow, and replied with a little stumbling. "I only changed the wine, I really didn't want to kill him, and I didn't expect him to drink so quickly. I wanted to question him, but he turned around and finished drinking, and he was about to pass out, and I was afraid that others would find out, so I stuffed him there. ”

"Didn't someone remind you of the medicine you saw he ordered?" asked Sunshadow as she continued.

"Someone reminded me, adding to that the guy I was already in the embankment. ”

Lanka listened to the cold questioning, but it was not like an interrogation, but a calm inquiry, which also calmed his panic, and he opened the conversation box and began to repeat what had happened before.

"Originally, I didn't have a good relationship with the sixth guy, but I suddenly received an invitation from the sixth child, saying that I wanted to discuss the future of the family. The sixth one is all with Errie. They're just looking at my shit, what kind of attitude I have. What attitude can I have, just eat and drink. But when I went, I found that the sixth was dead, and I thought it was Eri who was trying to frame me. I called it again today, and I must be brushing some tricks. So I hid quietly as soon as I arrived, to see what Eri was going to do. Who knew that I saw him drugged in a glass of wine, and when I appeared, he deliberately quarreled with me for a few words, and was about to hand me the poisoned wine. I had to pretend to take it, but instead of drinking, I changed it. But the cup was in the midst of a few interruptions, and the god sent the ghost to fall into Erry's hand. When I was about to confront him again, he was already in a stomach. I really didn't want to kill him. But he wants to kill me!"

"Wait, how many drinks did you say he ordered?" Melson interrupted.

Lanka also realized the seriousness, thought about it, and nodded emphatically. "It's a couple of glasses, not a cup. ”

"He's poisoning you with one cup, what do you want to do with so many cups?" and he was toasting all night, not only to me, but to the boss, and to that bastard bishop. Wouldn't we all drink it?" said Melson's statement.

Nikkage hurriedly looked back at Melson and Peng Xiu, his eyes undisguised with concern. He walked over to Peng Xiu. Mott also gathered around and walked over to Melson. Beiyu also hurriedly stood up from the corpse, ready to check on Peng Xiu's condition.

Peng Xiu had actually thought of this possibility when he heard the glass of wine, which they might have already drunk. He had already closed his eyes and was already checking the inner breath to be sure.

In a world where magic is not prevalent, but martial artists are prevalent, martial artists have unique methods and wisdom for cultivating their bodies. The more powerful the martial artist, the more superb the control of the body, and can mobilize almost every moment of the body's muscles and control every breath of the body.

Although Peng Xiu is not at the peak, he is also a leader in it, and he can do internal inspection without worry. Sensing the worry and arrival of the Sun Shadow, he opened his eyes, and a pair of starry eyes shone brightly.

He was very happy and touched Sunshadow's head.

"Don't worry, there are no other problems except for a little bit of slow breathing, not to mention the loss of life. And if it really were the same thing, Mei and I would have been exactly like him. ”

It's also about care. These two people are extremely heavy people in the hearts of everyone, not to mention that there is another one who is the center of everyone's hearts. His appeasement at this time calmed everyone's hearts at once.

Sunshadow nodded reassuringly. But there are still some doubts, so that the glass of wine is not the real cause of death, but why did Eri give it to so many people?

Just as a few people knew that alcohol was no longer a real poison, and the cause of Errie's death needed to be focused again, a rush of footsteps rushed in.