At this time, there are four or five quarters of time, and there is still more than an hour before the distance is left.

Now that the effect of the medicine has taken place, it is impossible to spit it out, of course Lu Qingshan will not stop her, but the kind and gentle face finally can't support it, it is completely shattered, looking at Ning Wuxin's back, and smiling coldly.

Ning Wuxin seemed to be unaware.

This decoction, the effect of the medicine can be compared to the previous drink, it is much more violent, and as soon as the effect of the medicine starts, it suddenly rises an irresistible sleepiness.

Even though Ning Wuxin's willpower was strong, her body took off her hind legs.

Everything began to sway.

Fortunately, the wind and rain have stopped, otherwise this blow would have caused me to fall asleep directly.

Of course, even if she survives, she has to pretend to be difficult, otherwise, isn't this decoction drunk in vain?

Lu Qingshan is afraid that he will not be relieved.

It wasn't until she returned to the East Wing that her sticky and cold gaze was blocked out of the door.

"It's tricky—"

Ning Wuxin squinted her eyes and took a deep breath, the tiredness of her body and the sluggishness of her spirit hit her like a tide, drowning her consciousness little by little.

She knew what this bowl of soup medicine meant to her, however, if she didn't take the initiative to make Lu Qingshan completely believe that she had a backer on her back, once he caught a flaw and found that the backer was just a game she did, then he would no longer have any scruples, and he would definitely do it directly, and then her plan during this period of time would be in vain.

At that time, she will only have the road of "taking refuge" in Fu Zhengnian, the owner of the town.

It wasn't what she wanted to see.

And once it fails, the transactions and agreements between them will no longer be counted, and she will also lose the qualification to sit on an equal footing with Fu Zhengnian, so she can only let her fish and flesh be used for her own use - when the time comes, Fu Zhengnian, this old guy, will definitely sit on the ground and ask for the price!

And if she wants to end this great cause and effect, she will pay an incalculable price.

Fortunately, she had the foresight to ask Old Man Fu to help her buy three days in advance.

Otherwise, against Shangning's wife, she may not have a chance of winning.

In the end, it is an old monster that has lived for thousands of years, and its mind can only be described as unfathomable.

Ning Wuxin has the courage to fight against it, relying on the advantage of these five hundred years of memory-

She knew too well the arrogance in Mrs. Ning's heart, and she would never put down her body to deal with her, and she would never have imagined that the person who had been raised under her nose for a few years suddenly had hundreds of years of memories.

All in all, she was arrogant.

Only Lu Qingshan remained, such a foundation-building monk with an unstable Dao heart, Ning Wuxin wanted to calculate, the possibility of miscalculation was too small.

After sneering, Ning Wuxin opened the wooden box, and then twisted the silver needles from the cotton cloth, and pierced them one after another into the acupoints that had been figured out a long time ago, and unlike before, only one inch was pierced, but the whole needle was pierced, leaving only the needle the size of a grain of rice.

The whole process is scalp-tingling.

Ning Wuxin removed the pale face for a while, but her brows did not even tremble at all, whether it hurts or not is another matter, the important thing is that it is effective, and when more than a dozen silver needles are all submerged, and after a while, her sleepy expression has really decreased a lot.

At this time, Ning Wuxin spit lightly, ignoring the fine cold sweat on his face, he put away the silver needles and other things with his backhand, and then put the small bag of medicinal powder that had already been prepared into his arms, and repeatedly confirmed that everything was ready, and then lay back on the bed.

Sniffing the smell of the contemplative incense mixed with the smell of medicine in the house, he closed his eyes.

......

The seemingly calm courtyard is surging.

A pair of cloudy and deep eyes were staring at this inconspicuous courtyard through a magic weapon.

Ning Laozi, Dao No., Red Face.

When it comes to her real name, she doesn't even remember it.

This name is placed in Nanyan, and I am afraid that not many people know about it in Tianxuan, but in the mysterious Heavenly Desolate Forbidden Zone, the Heavenly Desolate Battlefield, it was once famous, and even now, there are not a few people who remember her.

She has an excellent record on the battlefield.

Of course, because of that extremely outstanding record, she was once opposed by the enemy, and was finally calculated by the enemy and her peers, and was designed during a battle, and was poisoned by some kind of Gu poison, but the treatment was not timely, and the root of the incurable disease - the root bone was eroded, and she completely lost the qualification to continue to explore the path of immortality, but fortunately, her cultivation did not fall because of this, but even if she lost the strength to go further, her name still made many people admire.

Of course.

These achievements were more than a thousand years ago.

She had long been reluctant to mention it.

At this time, Mrs. Ning had already seen everything that happened in her small courtyard, and she also knew everything.

Ning Yu was still strange, so she couldn't notice it, and everyone who came into contact with her was like that.

However, when they were negotiating, Lu Qingshan was about a few people away, and she saw it in her eyes, the old man who had lived for thousands of years, how could she not see the twists and turns? Realizing that Lu Qingshan was calculated, the old woman frowned.

To be honest, she couldn't figure out what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd of her "little granddaughter" who grew up.

Enveloping an Aya who has just awakened her thin bloodline, what is her intention?

Her thoughts were spinning in a moment.

Soon, she put the guess down.

She knows.

Compared with the petty fights made by her little granddaughter and little apprentice grandson, the god transformation monk sent by the Mu family is the main thing.

The old woman retracted her thoughts slightly, and she didn't care about the sharp pain under the imprint of another "punishment rune", and her old eyes had already passed through the window and looked at the corner pavilion of the garden—

Just now, a figure suddenly appeared.

Mrs. Ning doesn't need to guess, she can know the identity of the sudden figure-

The Mu family sits here in an old famous place.

Also her "old friend".

......