Cheng Luoxun's eyes appeared sarcastic, "If you have anything to say, just say it, I'm just a little person, a woman who is raised in the deep boudoir and does not hide in the world." ”

The man hooked his lips, he calmly picked up the purple clay pot on the table, and poured a cup of tea for Cheng Luoxun, "If the little person is used well, it can also be a good chess piece." ”

Cheng Luoxun looked at him directly, "There are so many little people, why is it me?"

"You're a lot like someone I know. The man pulled away from the topic, looking at her with a look in his eyes mixed with complex emotions that she couldn't understand.

Cheng Luoxun picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and did not pick up the stubble.

"Aren't you afraid that it's poisonous?" the man said suddenly.

"Since you bandaged my wound and let me sit here intact, then there is no need to go through such trouble. Cheng Luoxun smiled playfully and shook the tea in his hand.

The teacup in "Bang" hand fell on the table, splashing a few drops of tea, Cheng Luoxun's stomach began to hurt, cold sweat instantly spread all over her forehead, she fell to the ground, covered her stomach, and looked at the man with some confusion.

"But you can't even match her hair. The man spoke lightly, his eyes full of coldness.

After that, Cheng Luoxun fainted and didn't know anything.

There was a knock on the door, and Poppy pushed it open and knelt in front of the man, "Master." ”

"Take her out, so that she can be born, she is still useful. The man continued to play chess without glancing at the woman kneeling on the ground.

From the darkness, several men appeared, carrying Cheng Luoxun away, Poppy was the last to go out, paused when closing the door, but still didn't ask anything, and closed the door.

Cheng Luoxun still returned to the original courtyard, as soon as the door was closed, her closed eyes opened quickly, and she woke up when she was lifted.

She opened the window lightly, rolled out, and accidentally tore open the wound on her shoulder, so painful that she almost screamed, but she hurriedly covered her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound.

She remembered following the poppy all the way, passing through three courtyards, two guarded by three guards, and the other with two guards, but guarded by three teams of guards.

There must be something in there, and she's sure there's someone in the shadows.

She had to find out where Haoyue was, and she could only find out where she could go.

She peeked a few times as she was carried in, and the place was guarded by a number of guards.

How can she get out? She doesn't know martial arts, and besides, she has to not alarm anyone to go out.

She leaned against the wall and listened to the sounds outside.

"Rustle...... rustle...... "strange sounds.

Next door was another courtyard, and she stepped on the wall and barely climbed over it.

It was as if I had stepped on something, it was hard and slippery, and it made a creaking sound.

Cheng Luoxun looked down and let out a cold sweat, and there was a group of colorful scorpions of different sizes on the ground.

Without paying attention, a cut was made in her arm by a small stone on the wall.

The blood flowed down and dripped on the ground, and the surrounding scorpions were supposed to get close to her, but the moment the blood dripped down, they instantly got out of the way.

"Rustle......" A scorpion about the size of two adult men's fists crawled out, and the surrounding small scorpions got out of the way. The big scorpion raised the poisonous needle on its tail, as if it couldn't think about it.

Cheng Luoxun lowered her head and looked at her wounds, it seemed that her blood could resist these scorpions, she picked up a sharp stone from the ground, and made a sharp one on the original wound, and the sticky blood fell to the ground drop by drop along the white arm.

The big scorpion stepped back and looked at Cheng Luoxun from a distance unwillingly.