The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

Ji Wushuang will not admit that in addition to being young, insane, and unruly, he did not go to the door to find death. The other five people have come to this drunken court and died several times. The result is of course being cleaned up. It’s very bad.

He secretly vowed that he did not come in this ghost place, but he did not expect to be so quick.

"What are you doing with the old chicken? Are you afraid?" Yan Fei asked strangely.

"Who is afraid?" Ji Wushuang turned his eyes blank and pressed the shaking right leg.

Soon, the left leg trembled again...

Ji Mingxiu took Qiao Wei upstairs.

The upstairs is quiet, more silent than the lobby, a long walkway in front of the house, the right side of the house with closed doors and windows, the left side of the fence, from the railing can be seen in the lobby.

Ji Mingxiu walked through the long aisle with Qiao Wei. Soon, the bar was gone, and both sides were houses.

The light dimmed, and the cold air was lingering around.

I know that it is a drunken pavilion. I don’t know what I thought I went into.

"Who?" A 14-year-old **** suddenly appeared in front of Ji Mingxiu, blocking the path of Ji Mingxiu.

Ji Mingxiu said faintly: "I am looking for your family."

The little guard said with impoliteness: "The owner is not there, open the door at night, come back at night!"

With the proud master, the arrogance of the small guard is also arrogant.

Ji Mingxiu was not in the mood to talk nonsense with him, holding Qiao Wei’s hand and gently holding it, and a bead fell into his hand.

The little guards haven't responded yet. What is it, Ji Mingxiu's bead has already been shot.

"what--"

The little guard screamed!

Instead of being blown up by the bead, it was given to the middle of the head by a sole. The whole person fell to the ground and the chin was hurt.

It is because of this, I have escaped the bead.

The bead fell into the water tank and a muffled sound was blown up.

Inside the door, a cold and playful voice rang slowly: "You don't come back once in a hundred or eight years, will you tear down my drunken cabinet?"

The little guard touched the painful chin and a big bag on the back of the head that was pulled out by the sole. He asked depressedly: "Does the owner know him?"

The cold voice said: "Old acquaintance, you can't stop him, and let go."

"Yes!" The little guard took a look at Ji Mingxiu and retired unwillingly.

Ji Mingxiu took Qiao Wei into the house.

The inside of the house is more than a colder than the corridor. During the daytime, I can’t see my fingers, but I can’t see the other person’s appearance in the dark. I can see the red dress sitting on the ground, such as Huangquan. The other side of the shore of the flower, glamorous to the extreme.

He picked up the hot wine from the stove: "Come on, come sit down."

Ji Mingxiu gently placed Qiao Wei in the chair, folded a cushion on the corner of the blanket and put it behind her head. Then, she walked to the coffee table and sat down on the opposite side of the man.

The man did not see Qiao Wei, and poured a cup of plum wine to Ji Mingxiu: "Are you coming to buy something or to sell something?"

"No, I am coming to see you for treatment." Ji Ming Xiu Dao.

"That girl?" The man looked at Qiao Wei and saw that there was not much surprise in it. It seemed that there would be such a day. "I said I will not do anything for you."

Ji Mingxiu fixedly looked at him: "You can raise the conditions, I will satisfy you if you want."

The man tasted a plum drink: "You said this ten years ago, I probably should have it, but now, I figured it out, I have nothing to do. Even if you threaten me with death, it is just the same." ”

Ji Mingxiu has no waves: "I know that you are soft and not hard, I will not threaten you with death. You can say if you can save her?"

The man's gaze fell on Qiao Wei's face. After a moment, he casually said: "It was hurt by the **** bow. Although it is a little tricky, it is not a big deal in me."

Boom!

There was a muffled sound outside.

The man said: "Eavesdroppers are coming in."

Yan Fei cleared the clear scorpion and took advantage of Ji Wushuang to enter the house.

Only when he heard that Qiao Wei was injured by the **** bow, Yan Fei was shocked by the elbow and slammed on the window, which made the muffled sound.

He swears that he is not intentional. It is really too shocking.

How could Qiao Wei be injured by the **** bow? The **** moon bow is clearly in the Ji family. In the treasure chest of Xiaowangshu, is it... let people steal it?

Yan Fei had a doubt, and immediately went to Jijia, and found that the **** moon was still there. To test its true and false, he also pulled it by hand and decided that he had not been dropped.

This is strange, how is the bow in the Ji family, Qiao Wei was shot?

Someone stole the **** moon bow, and put it back after shooting?

Or... Is there really a second **** bow in the world?

Open the bow of the origin of the bow, ordinary people can not open it!

Not to mention the national teacher of the night Luo, his old man is still lying in the Changhuan Temple, and the bed can't come down.

"Mother's! What the **** is going on?!" Yan Fei absolutely punches.

Ji Wushuang said sensibly: "These can be slowly checked. The most urgent task is to wake people first. Maybe the young lady saw the murderer at the time."

Yan Fei nodded like a garlic: "Yes right! Save people first!"

Ji Mingxiu looked at the man.

The man said softly: "I promised to save her?"

Ji Mingxiu gave Yan Fei and Ji Wushuang a look. The two men retired and returned to the lobby on the first floor to ensure that they could not hear the conversation inside.

Ji Mingxiu solemnly said: "You cure her, I give you freedom."

The man smiled: "Have her life only worth a free body?"

“What do you want?” Ji Mingxiu asked faintly.

The man has a deep hook on his lips: "If I say that I want a sword, you can give it..."

After the words were not finished, Ji Mingxiu took out the priest sword from the thin blanket wrapped in Qiao Wei and placed it in front of him without hesitation: "What more?"

The man looked at Ji Mingxiu, and it seemed to be unbelievable. He was stunned and smiled faintly. He said cheerfully: "I still want to take the medicine."

"What medicine cited?" Ji Mingxiu asked.

"The priest's blood." The man put a dagger and an empty bowl of cup on the hand of Ji Mingxiu.

Ji Ming repair picked up his sleeves, picked up the dagger and cut it to his wrist.

"Heart blood." The man said.

Ji Ming repaired the movement of the wrist and paused, silently put down the sleeves, untied the placket, and slashed into his heart.

Yan Fei had waited for a long time in the downstairs and did not wait until Ji Mingxiu came out. He was anxious to get angry and ran up. When he entered the house, he saw Ji Mingxiu bowing his back. The left hand seemed to be holding his heart, right hand. Holding the coffee table, there is a knife with blood on hand.

There was a strong **** suffocation in the room.

He looked around Ji Mingxiu and looked silly!

The cold sweat of Ji Mingxiu came out. The forehead sweat was like a bean, and the big drops dripped on the ground. The face of jade had already lost its blood, and even the lips were white.

Yan Fei is absolutely raging: "You old grandson! What do you want to do less?!"

The man said: "Nothing, take a bowl of priests' blood."

"There is still a need for the priest's heart to cure a disease?" Yan Fei roared.

The man bluntly said: "Not she wants, I want it."

Yan Fei is not mad at all: "Would you like the blood of the Lord?"

The man sighed and sighed: "The hate of the heart that has been solved for so many years."

After all, in the face of Ji Mingxiu, the bowl of blood that almost killed Ji Ming’s half-life was poured into the flower pot unfortunately, pouring the enchanting azalea.

What is a gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late, this is it.

When Ji Mingxiu had harmed people at the beginning, it is now in the hands of others. It is also necessary to be brought back by the scourge. If you don’t know how to reincarnate, who is the sky?

Yan Fei was not so calm, and almost did not fight with him.

Ji Wushuang rushed upstairs in time to stop Yan Fei.

Yan Fei violently walked: "You let it go! I have to teach him a good meal today!"

The man is not salty and said: "She only has twelve o'clock, and after twelve o'clock, even if she is too old, she will return to the sky. It is three years since she was injured. You are sure to continue to waste time and time. I fight?"

Yan Fei took a deep breath and took the anger of Haotian back to the bottom of his heart.

I am sorry!

Wait for the girl to heal, see how Grandpa cleans you up!

The man took an umbrella and walked out slowly.

"Wait, I have a question." Ji Wushuang stopped him. "It was also hurt by the **** bow. Why is she different from the symptoms of the national teacher?"

Although Ji Wushuang did not see the injury of the national teacher, but the entire Taiyi Temple spread, the national teacher suffered a very serious internal injury, Qiao Wei is not, she seems to have nothing happened, even the skin trauma Not enough.

The man said: "The national teacher is hurting the body. She is hurting the soul. Of course it is different. Just faster, she is in a special situation, and it is really too late to come."