The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The man's face was almost the same as what Ling Qingxuan had seen before, but this time, anger was clearly on his face.

"I'll put up with you a little bit, but you're going too far."

The man stood in front of them, but seemed to see no one else, only Aya Qingxuan in his eyes.

His eyes were dim and longing, and he said something that the people present didn't understand, "Sure enough, it's very beautiful."

Zhuyou's eyebrows narrowed slightly, her whole body tense.

No matter how confident he was, he couldn't kill Zhu Ce under such circumstances.

Just as he was thinking, the little girl next to him moved, and instantly flashed to Zhu Ce's side.

The lightning was too fast to cover his ears, and a bloodstain appeared on Zhu Ce's neck.

The silk threads around him were twisted, resisting the deeper sword intent of the spirit sword.

"Interesting, interesting."

Zhu Ce even laughed a few times, but he was not afraid at all.

Unlike his words, Aya Qingxuan chopped down again.

This time, Zhu Ce was serious. In just a few moments, there were a lot of blood marks on his neck, and the other party was obviously going to kill him.

With anger, the man's fingers moved slightly, and the silk thread appeared precisely around Ling Qingxuan's body.

In the moment of tightening, the little girl's figure flexibly avoided.

Takeshi was startled and stepped back.

The spirit sword let go and inserted it into Zhu Ce's shoulder.

Ling Qingxuan's face was cold, not far from him, "If you want to die, you don't need to say more."

She won't give this man a chance.

Thinking that he will use tricks to blacken the little guy in the future, Ling Qingxuan will not suffer the same loss as last time.

Bamboo Ce did not expect that his proud silk thread would have no effect on Ling Qingxuan.

This time, he didn't even touch the corner of Ling Qingxuan's clothes.

Since he couldn't hurt her, Zhu Ce threw out the Gu worm.

A large number of Gu worms were scattered on the ground, and the darkness rushed towards Ling Qingxuan.

Without this sword, he would have to see what the little emperor would do.

Unexpectedly, the silly princess next to her jumped into Ling Qingxuan's arms, "Your Majesty, Qiuqiu is afraid, there are so many bugs."

Ling Qingxuan hugged him with his backhand, jumped a few times to reach the other side, stretched out his hand, and the spirit sword automatically returned to her hand.

The little guy is quite clever, and Ling Qingxuan also found out that with him around, those Gu worms won't get close.

One move killed all the Gu worms, but when Ling Qingxuan looked at Zhu Ce again, he found that he had run away.

Ling Qingxuan wanted to chase, but was pulled by Zhuyou.

The little guy shook his head in her arms and said softly, "The worm is poisoned, and everyone present is poisoned."

Their lives should be the priority.

Ling Qingxuan held the sword and threw it back.

The sensible Lingjian took the opportunity to run out.

"You were also poisoned?" Ling Qingxuan lifted him up.

No matter how many times she did this action, Zhuyou felt ashamed.

"I'm hit, let me down." A large group of people were watching behind him.

Ling Qingxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, as expected, he should have chopped off Zhu Ce's head just now.

Because the people were poisoned, Ling Qingxuan had to take them out first.

Lingjian chased him all the way and found the trace of Zhu Ce.

It looked at the traps laid out, and cut all the threads with its sword, and felt that it was not enough, and it poured some soil to bury them.

After finding the Gu worm's nest raised by Zhu Ce, it ruined the nest again.

After doing this, it will go back satisfied.

That Zhu Ce returned to the place he had prepared, but it was astonishing to see that all the silk threads and Gu insect nests he had designed were gone.

"Damn, who did this!"

Only Xiao Xiao Lengfeng answered him.

...

Except for Ling Qingxuan, all the people who watched with pure heart in the cellar were poisoned by gu.

With the protection of the sword qi of the spirit sword, those Gu poisons could not get close.

Su Xing was consigned all the way here. He didn't even remove the bandages on his body, and just froze and checked the situation for others.

The imperial doctors on the side looked terrified, and said with concern: "How about... let's come?"

Su Xing's bandages were half on, and his face was serious, "No, you are old and your hands are shaking."

Imperial Physicians: No matter how old you are, your bandaged hands are less likely to tremble.

The patients lay in rows, and Su Xing gave them neat needles.

He glanced at Zhuyou, and found that the little emperor was holding a silver needle, and according to the position he pierced others, he also pierced Zhuyou again.

She actually remembered the precise acupuncture points once.

This emperor has two brushes.

Seeing that she was going to continue the needle, Su Xing was a little panicked.

"Your Majesty, just pierce these a few points."

This is a point for detoxification. If it is pierced in other places, it may have the opposite effect.

He was about to explain, but saw that Aya Qingxuan was sticking his finger.

Fresh blood came out, and she dripped the blood into Zhuyou's mouth.

Su Xing was slightly startled.

It stands to reason that the emperor should not know about this, how could he...

"Qiuqiu will take care of you, and you should watch the others."

When he checked his pulse, the blood flow speeded up, and hot sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Your Majesty!" Ling Qingxuan picked him up, but Su Xing couldn't stop him.

Isn't this a steal?

The heat hit his heart, and Zhuyou rolled on the bed restlessly.

Ling Qingxuan held him down and bleed him.

With a cold palm on her forehead, Zhuyou groaned and held her hand.

The enthusiasm continued to deepen, and when Zhuyou opened his eyes again, he found that he had changed back to the appearance of an adult.

Startled, he hurriedly looked around.

This is the fasting room of Qingxinguan, and there is no one else in this room except him.

The tense heart did not relax, Zhuyou lifted the quilt and saw the little skirt that was torn by herself.

Bamboo You:  …

He looks like this, and he can't be seen for the time being.

Thinking of going to Su Xing, Zhuyou took the monk clothes prepared for the donors in the house and put them on.

The clothes were a little small for him, but they were enough to cover the body.

There are traces of silver needles on his body. Looking at the technique, it seems that Su Xing came out. He should have been called here.

Leaving from the window, Zhu You just followed the source of the sound inside the view, and was about to pass, when his back collar was pulled.

"Who are you?"

The androgynous, familiar voice appeared from behind, and Zhuyou's ear suddenly rang.

"Um?"

The man released his hand, turned to him, looked at him and asked again.

Ling Qingxuan thought it was interesting, how would he react if he pretended not to know him?

The man's breath was stable, and he pretended to say, "I do errands."

"You don't look like a chorus man." Ling Qingxuan reached out and grabbed him as soon as he finished speaking.

Zhuyou did not resist. They were very close to crowded places, so they were not suitable for conflict.

"assassin?"

Ling Qingxuan put her fingers on his neck.

The man lowered his eyes and said, "No."

He was thinking about how to get out, when Aya Qingxuan lifted his chin.

"You and Qiuqiu's eyebrows are very similar, is that her brother?"

Ling Qingxuan raised the topic, and Zhuyou instantly thought of the reason.

"Yes, I'm Qiuqiu's cousin. I came here to visit because I was worried about her."

"Really, Qiuqiu is in the fast room not far away, let's go together?"

Bamboo You:  …