Chapter 950: The little sweetheart of the regent (10)
Chapter 950 The Prince Regent’s Sweetheart (10)
Xunfeng's eyes have killing intent: "The subordinate will go and capture her, let her come to detoxify you."
Night Jinghua shook his head slightly: "If it's just a cup, it might be possible.
But when I was in a hurry that day, I took the highly poisonous in order to kill the worms in my body. Now the poison in my body has already mutated, and it is not so simple to solve it. "
"What should I do? Can't you just keep dragging like this? Maybe she has a way to catch that woman."
"Master, let your subordinates try it."
If he can't solve it, he will kill the **** queen.
In the past three years, how much has the master suffered because of the poison of this body? How many sins did you suffer?
"Wait a little longer."
Handing his life to someone who harmed him, he was not relieved.
The guy Qingfeng didn't know where he went.
said to find a way, but it has been six months, and there is no news at all.
"Master, then this girl...?"
Xunfeng thought of the little girl in the main hall who was sleeping deeply, and said inwardly, this girl was also unlucky, and unexpectedly encountered such a thing.
Ye Jinghua pondered for a moment: "Send her back."
Looking for the wind to lead her life, she found a female guard and sent the sleeping Su Qiao back to her small yard.
At the same time, she also sent three roast chickens.
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At the end of the banquet, it was the beginning of the Hua Deng.
Inheriting Qiangong, Ye Beiyao retired the **** and court lady.
"Come here."
The dark guard in black flashed instantly, kneeling respectfully: "The emperor."
"Go and check the history of the queen."
"Remember, you can't let anyone know."
Although Ye Beiyao knew that he should trust the people he liked, he still couldn't help but want to investigate one or two.
*
When Su Qiao woke up, it was dark all around.
If it weren't for the smell of roast chicken on the tip of her nose, she almost thought she had crossed again.
Fumbled and got up, dialed at 444, lit the oil lamp, and took advantage of the dim light to look inside the house.
【This is a bit too crude, right? 】
Looking at the old tables and chairs, the thin quilt **** on the bed, even 444 couldn't help complaining.
"It's not bad if you can live."
Su Qiao walked to the table, trying to pour himself a glass of water, but...
I turned the teapot upside down, but there was no drop of water.
Glancing at the three roast chickens wrapped in yellow oil paper on the table, she sighed and turned back to the bed.
"Help me look outside, I practice."
It is probably the sequelae of the previous worms being driven. Although the brain doesn’t hurt anymore, it’s still a bit uncomfortable.
Just practice.
Good luck this time.
Able to practice.
And the speed of cultivation is also fast.
Two hours later, the moon hung on the branches and everything was silent. It was early morning.
Su Qiao received his work.
Seeing her open her eyes, Xiao Si quickly reminded: [You have to get things out of your mind as soon as possible, and you can suppress the things of cultivation. 】
Su Qiao sat cross-legged without moving, propped his chin, and sighed:
"I just recalled the half of the book of Demon Cult, but I found the solution, but I had to get a lot of medicinal materials, and I had to get the king to come out."
And these are completely impossible for her to do at present.
The medicinal materials in the palace, she can't get it.
She can't use force now, and people can't get out of the palace.
In addition, there are few poisons in the palace, and it is impossible to get the king to come out.
I still have to speed up my cultivation. With martial arts, many things can be done.
444 was also silent.
Its host is now isolated and helpless.
Although Ye Jinghua is the devil, but...
According to its investigation, that human nature was uncertain and moody. He talked and laughed with you in the first second, but in the next second he didn't know why he was cut by him.
Approaching him is equally dangerous to the host.
(End of this chapter)
