The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

These colleagues are enemies, and Xie Qiao also understands.

Especially with regard to this approach, if opinions are not uniform, it is also prone to major problems.

It's just that if the prince is really allowed to choose, I'm afraid, she should be the one who was kicked out.

Xie Qiao was not in a hurry, he didn't rush, and smiled: "In that case, seniors come first. If seniors cure the people, it will naturally be overjoyed. If there is any accident... I will come and see."

With that, Xie Qiao left.

But before leaving, Xie Qiao called the steward who was looking for her and took out a talisman: "These two people may not be able to do it. You should pay more attention to the situation of the little boy as much as possible. If you feel that it is not right, take this talisman out. Stick it on him."

The manager was a little confused, "You just left?"

"This method of opening the altar is not a matter of a half-and-a-half. Is it possible that I have to sit here and wait? I go to rest in an inn outside and just ask me if I have something to do." Xie Qiao smiled faintly. He said, holding her big **** and walked away.

Open the altar, burn incense and worship the gods.

The things in this little young man's house are very powerful. Although the Taoist priests can't see them, they can still feel one or two.

Coupled with the troublesome preparations before and after, her stay here will only be exhausting.

Moreover, King Ning Bei really didn't pay much attention to her. What if she is tired and dizzy while waiting?

It's better to go to the inn near this courtyard, order some good meals and fill your stomach, so that you can have the energy to work.

The manager heard that she was going to a nearby inn, and he was relieved: "Then you must not go far?"

He doesn't believe in the other two masters.

And Master Mo's luck charm is amazing!

Because of the deposit, Xie Qiao just went to the inn and waited.

At this moment, after the two masters were ready, they began to do it.

The monk was holding a wooden fish, sitting cross-legged, muttering and muttering the scriptures, while next to him was a Taoist priest holding a mahogany sword in his hand, as if there was a fire at his feet, and began to dance and play the sword.

It's in this little boy's yard.

All the windows were opened, and at the beginning of the practice, everyone felt that the surroundings seemed to be swishy.

The originally calm weather seemed to be surging right now, and the wind was blowing. The wind was blowing the fallen leaves and blowing the incense and candles on the shore, which looked a bit permeable.

But the stranger the atmosphere, the greater the hope in the hearts of King Ningbei Wang and his wife.

Just looking at the Taoist spitting fire, the flame was driven by the peach wood sword, which looked very strange.

The Taoist priest kept chanting spells, and King Ning Bei couldn't understand it either. He only vaguely heard several "go" sounds, but every time a strange wind blew, the flame was blown out.

The speed of the old Taoist priest is getting faster and faster, and his voice is getting deeper and deeper. The bells in his hands jingle like a charm, making people nervous.

With a "bang", a strong wind blew, and the desk with things on it was overturned!

The old Taoist priest was also directly hit on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood!

"It's okay, it's okay! The little boy, the little boy can't breathe anymore!" The girl guarding inside hurriedly shouted.

As soon as he said this, King Ning Bei's face turned pale and he rushed over with a big stride, and the steward who had been secretly observing also sneaked into the house in a mess.

The couple saw that their son was groaning and groaning on the bed in pain, turning over and over again, with sweat on his innocent face, and dry and chapped lips panting heavily, every bite was very difficult!

how so! ?