Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Chapter 30
Zheng Jianing took a mouthful of Mihun San, and became dizzy in a blink of an eye, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

Even if he came back to his senses, his limbs were still sore and his dantian was imprisoned, so he couldn't use mana.

He said drowsily: "What did you use for this son?"

Zhao Fushuang said calmly: "It's just some lost souls."

"Did Mihun San imprison the mana of this son's dantian?"

Zhao Fushuang smiled: "Maybe it's because of your special physique, and this Mihun powder made you lose all your cultivation?"

Zheng Jianing: "Stop talking nonsense, I have a normal physique."

"Oh." Zhao Fu stretched out her double tone, "Then I don't know."

A strong man beside Zheng Jianing said: "Smelling the smell, it's really just fascination."

The other strong man shook his head, "It's a lost soul, but it doesn't look like it. This woman is rumored to be very good at poison, and she is the only one who is insidious and cunning. You can't believe everything she says. Please think twice."

Zheng Jianing killed Zhao Fushuang shaking her sleeves and raising her hands, wanting to pinch Zhao Fushuang to death, but remembering that Zhao Fushuang was good at poison, she shrank back.

Angrily, he pointed at the strong man he had brought: "I'm going to die today, and I want to take revenge. Just beat her for me, just keep her breath."

It was said that the strong man who pinched Zhao Fushuang like a chicken threw Zhao Fushuang to the ground, and was about to release his mana.

The strong man's hand was extremely strong, and as soon as he landed, Zhao Fushuang was thrown to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

She vomited blood with great difficulty, curled up and did not beg for mercy.

Anyway, he was the one who provoked people first, so just hit him, it's not like he hasn't been beaten before, as long as he doesn't die.

Zhao Fushuang vomited blood and stunned the five of them. A strong man who was about to strike forcefully withdrew the mana in his palm, "Mortal?"

Another strong man came over to watch the blood she spit out, and nodded, "Looking at the concentration of aura in the blood, he is indeed a mortal."

Zheng Jianing couldn't believe it: "Didn't you pretend to hide from me?"

Zhao Fushuang lay on the ground and scolded, "Pretend to be your grandma."

Don't you match yourself? !
"You are clearly a saint, why did you lose all your cultivation?"

"If you want to lose it, you will lose it. Do you still need to explain to you?"

Zheng Jianing also opened his eyes, "No, you are already like this, why are you arguing with me?"

Logically, shouldn't she be kneeling down and begging for mercy at this moment?

Zhao Fushuang lazily said, "If you want to fight, you can fight, what's the point?"

Zheng Jianing couldn't breathe, and pointed at Zhao Fushuang's nose: "You have lost your cultivation and you don't speak. Do you know that if we find out later, you will die?"

Zhao Fu gave him a double look, "I have a magic weapon for self-defense, you idiot!"

It's all like this, dare to speak wild words? !
Zheng Jianing waved his hands with a cold face, "Don't use your strength, beat me to death."

The four sages looked confused and practiced for many years, and now they are told to fight a woman with fists and feet?
This is too embarrassing.

However, they still had to obey Shizi's order.

When fists as dense as raindrops fell on her body, Zhao Fushuang just covered her face tightly.

Pain is pain, but it is not fatal after all.

Zhao Fushuang cursed angrily in the sound of "bang bang": "I'm covering my face, why are you still greeting my face?"

A strong man replied: "I'm sorry, I missed it."

After a while, Zhao Fushuang scolded again: "Fuck, you still slap me in the face? It's really poisonous to slap me in the face again!"

"Sorry, it's been a long time since I hit someone with my fist, so it's hard to know how to measure it!"

Zheng Jianing's face turned green: "."

What the hell is he talking to, the one who was beaten didn't look like he was beaten, and the one who beat him also dealt with him!
Zheng Jianing rubbed the space between her brows fiercely, "Okay."

Everyone stopped, and then it seemed that they played a revolutionary friendship.

"Can you get up?" Some strong men even wanted to help Zhao Fushuang.

Zhao Fu waved her hands: "No, I'll lie down for a while."

Zheng Jianing was furious, "I told you to hit someone, so you are going to perfunctory the young master together?"

Everyone looked at each other, "How dare we perfunctory you, it's just that our Marquis Manor has rules, we can't kill ordinary people, we can't break the rules."

Besides, this woman is notoriously difficult to hold a grudge, she is full of strange poisons, ghosts will be worried when they see her.

Today, she is considered honest, obediently letting the son express this anger, there is no need for the Hou family to provoke this crazy woman.

"Fuck off, it's not me who came to attack the prince after my father died. You are perfunctory to this son now, and you will have good fruit to eat in the future."

Everyone is innocent: "." Isn't your father dead yet?

Zheng Jianing turned to Zhao Fushuang, who was lying on the ground: "I'll just ask you, why did you get along with me? I didn't know you in the past, so you beat me up for no reason!"

"That's fine, why the hell did you strip me naked and throw me into the Goulan courtyard? Our Marquis Mansion has a rule that you can't enter or leave the place of fireworks. Do you know that I was almost beaten to death by my father?"

Zhao Fushuang wiped away the blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth, and said, "I know."

Otherwise, why would I strip you of the place where you threw the fireworks.

Zheng Jianing couldn't get up in one breath: "Call me again."

A few strong people, you look at me, I look at you, no one will do anything.

This means more air intake and less air output, and if you hit it again, you will die.

Zhao Fu lay on her back with her corpse upright: "Yun Xuchuan sent me to beat you."

Zheng Jianing: ".Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Yun Xuchuan and I have some mortal enemies. If you make friends with him, if I don't beat you, who will you beat?"

Nima!

"Having a grudge against the third prince, you come to beat me up? Are you out of your mind?"

"Who knows, maybe I really had nothing to do that day." Zhao Fushuang added, "With your half-baked cultivation base, I still think it's a waste of time if you beg me to fight now."

Fuck!
I'm still begging you to hit me?

Why don't you go to heaven? !
Zheng Jianing thought about it, "Could it be that you admire Xu Chuan? Thinking about it, how could Xu Chuan fall in love with you, a tigress."

Zheng Jianing's eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally came to a conclusion: "You can't love but hate, so you started to hate the people around him."

Zhao Fu turned her head to the other side.

Don't argue with idiots.

The momentum of this fight is enough, but it is not as vigorous as imagined. Zheng Jianing said boringly: "I am unlucky to meet you. Give me the antidote. I don't want to see you again in the future."

Zhao Fushuang wiped the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth again, "There is no antidote."

Zheng Jianing: "I don't kill you because you didn't do evil in the past. Don't think that this son is really easy to mess with."

Zhao Fushuang, "That's not what you think. I regret that I didn't kill you and throw you into the toilet."

Zheng Jianing was furious: "Damn woman, if my father didn't allow me to kill mortals, you would have died [-] times!"

"You'd better suppress your aunt for the rest of your life." But once she catches her breath, it's not clear who killed whom.

"It's a bad luck for eight lifetimes to meet your young master." Zheng Jianing didn't want to wait for a moment, "Where is my antidote?"

(End of this chapter)