Buy to leave (eight)

The author has something to say: I looked back and saw that the chicken and rice blossoms were not well written yesterday, (n_n)o~

The window was half-closed, and the breeze blew.

The candles on the table are pounding from time to time.

Ji Qinglan was leaning against the chair and closing her eyes to rest. There was a bowl of tremella soup on the table, which was cold.

The window was suddenly shaken down, and a sneaky figure came in. He was wearing a night-mounted dress, with a black hood on his head, and only a pair of black eyes were exposed.

"How is the matter done?" Ji Qinglan asked with his eyes closed.

The man hurriedly said, "It's done."

Ji Qinglan opened his eyes only then.

The man's eyes flashed with respect and awe, "Young Master. Antidote..."

Ji Qinglan said: "Drink Tremella soup."

The man breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took off his hood, revealing a long face. He stretched out his hands to pick up the texel soup, and swallowed it all in one breath. After drinking, he licked his lips with unsatisfactory pleasure. "Miss Ah Huan's craftsmanship is improved again. It tastes good." He spoke with a strong southern accent, and the word "hand" sounded like "son".

Ji Qinglan said: "Has anyone ever discovered?"

The man shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'll go after you leave. Gutaka is a mute, and he doesn't know martial arts, so he will never find out." He was pronounced all of them, and Ji Qinglan could understand them, and he nodded.

The man rolled his eyes and said, "I just was on the mountain and seemed to see Duanmu rejuvenate."

Ji Qinglan said: "Are you afraid he will recognize you?"

The man sighed, "No matter how he said that he was good to me back then." Seeing Ji Qinglan's cold face, he hurriedly said, "It's just a thing in the past. When I colluded with the thief Aping to steal Baiyu Guanyin and robbed him to buy it from Zhu Pipi before. He must hate me to the core. Of course, I am afraid that he will recognize me."

Ji Qinglan said calmly: "Don't worry, you don't have to worry anymore in the future."

The man asked tentatively: "Young Master really plans..."

Ji Qinglan glanced at him.

The man took back half of the sentence, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help but say, "He is already the elder of the Demon Sect. What if the Demon Sect knows about this..."

Ji Qinglan said: "If you don't say it, I won't say it, who will say it?"

The man said, "But the Lord of Jueying Peak will definitely guess."

Ji Qinglan's mouth slightly raised, "When he arrived at the ^56 library, he was afraid that he would be unable to protect himself."

The man hurriedly laughed and showed his stingy black teeth.

Before the disciples of the sect opened the door tonight, Kangma always thought that it was extremely wise to set up the Jueying Peak Peak, especially when the Water Mirror Hall was overwhelmed by the Holy Moon Sect. Although the Lord of Jueying Peak was the number one master of the Western Qiang, he was not enthusiastic about martial arts affairs. He neither liked to point fingers at the major sects under his subordinates, nor did he like to let them do some strange things.

——But all this understanding is only before the disciples of the disciples opened the door tonight.

As soon as Ji Miaohua entered the door, she sent two Central Plains slaves who had emerged from somewhere, and then ordered him to send them back to the Central Plains in a very kind but uncontroversial tone.

Conma asked, "Why?"

Ji Miaohua replied in Xiqiang language: "Of course it is to please my sweetheart."

The sweetheart of the Lord of Jueying Peak?

Kang Ma was shocked. Could it be that the Lord of Jueying Peak, who has always been alone, will be in the same place in the future? I don’t know what the other party is. If he is a ruthless character, I’m afraid their lives will not be easy in the future.

"I wonder who the Master of Peak is?" He thought in his heart whether to give me some big gifts to make a friendship, so as not to be difficult to do in the future.

Ji Miaohua threw a charming look at him.

Kangma said in a daze: "Can it be his... sister?"

Ji Miaohua said: "There are no three words after that."

Kangma said, "He?!" His voice changed.

Ji Miaohua said: "Oh? Do you have any objections?"

Kangma immediately lowered his voice, "No, no, no. I wish Fengmaster all his wishes come true!"

Ji Miaohua smiled proudly.

Seeing that they were talking nonstop in Western Qiang language, Hu Dahu and Hu Wangliu became more and more uneasy, and their eyes kept looking at Duanmu Huichun. After all, he was the only person from Central Plains here except them.

Duanmu Huichun smiled at them comfortably. In fact, he couldn't understand what Ji Miaohua said, but in his opinion, sending two people back to the Central Plains was a small task for Ji Miaohua, and he really didn't need to lie about this.

Ji Miaohua and Kang Ma finally finished talking. Ji Miaohua said to Hu Dahu: "You stay here for one night, and tomorrow morning, he will send someone to send you back to the Central Plains."

Hu Dahu panicked: "No! We don't want him to send him away." As the saying goes, he was bitten by a snake and was afraid of a rope for three years. He was abducted and trafficked once, and he was wary of anyone.

Duanmu Huichun said in a gentle voice: "They are not bad people."

Hu Dahu said: "The person who recruited workers at that time didn't look like a bad person."

Kang Ma watched them communicate in Chinese in a daze. Ji Miaohua moved his body, which scared him and almost popped up.

Ji Miaohua glared at him dissatisfiedly and asked in Xiqiang language: "Do you know that there are traffickers nearby selling people from Central Plains?" He originally asked casually, but Kangma actually knew, "I have encountered it several times. But they have official documents in their hands, so I can't do anything to them."

Ji Miaohua raised her eyebrows and said, "Official documents?"

Kangma said, "There is real." He paused and lowered his voice, "There are rumors that this matter was supervised by the attendant of the Zuo Wang Yu."

Ji Miaohua muttered the attendant of Zuo Wang Yu and suddenly said, "Are you the husband?"

Kangma nodded.

Ji Miaohua touched her chin, not knowing what she was thinking, but the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to be ill-intentioned.

Hu Dahu and Hu Wangliu are still grinding Duanmu to rejuvenate, hoping that he will take them away.

Ji Miaohua directly pointed the acupoints of the two, kicked one by one, and kicked the disciples beside Kang Ma, and looked at Kang Ma with a smile and said, "Will you send it?"

Kangma immediately patted his chest and said that these two people could be delivered even with their eyes closed.

Ji Miaohua said, "Oh? You can deliver it with your eyes closed. What's the difference between giving it to someone who wants to die?"

Kang Ma's face changed and he hurriedly said, "I must find a few people with big eyes and no sleepiness to escort!"

Ji Miaohua left with satisfaction only then.

Duanmu Huichun took a few steps and couldn't help but look back at Hu Dahu and the others.

They lay motionless in the arms of the disciples of the sprinting church, looking at him pitifully, full of begging.

Duanmu Huichun sighed secretly when he thought of his experience. In fact, how could he be better than them? Although he has recovered his martial arts and now he meets human traffickers, he will never let them succeed easily. But on the other hand, he was poisoned and before he can untie it, he will seek death everywhere.

"What are you thinking about when you kiss?" Ji Miaohua came over.

Duanmu Huichun said, "I'm wondering when I can go back to the Central Plains like them."

Ji Miaohua said: "I heard that people from Central Plains get married and women are going back to the door. When we get married, I will take the kiss back to the door."

Duanmu Huichun raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

"Are you unhappy with kissing?" Ji Miaohua's hands were restlessly putting her waist.

Duanmu Huichun flashed and broke free, and said with a blank expression: "It's time to go back."

"Go back?" Ji Miaohua smiled, "Yes, it's time to go back."

It took only an hour to return to Jueying Peak from Sprint Hall. But after all the troubles, it was almost time to wait until they returned to Zhu.

Duanmu Huichun came back and entered the room.

There are too many things tonight, and he must carefully rectify his thoughts.

The box Ji Qinglan gave him was made of ebony, not big or thick, but a little heavy.

Duanmu Huichun opened the box, and there was a black pill lying inside. He leaned closer and smelled it, but there was no smell of medicine.

He frowned.

In fact, there was something he began to doubt a long time ago.

Since taking Zhenxin Pills, he took his pulse to check his body every day, but day after day, his pulse has been normal and there are no symptoms of poisoning. He originally thought that the medicine was dormant, but he did not think deeply, but as the days of poisoning became closer, his pulse was still as usual, but he could not tolerate him not thinking about it.

Even though Ji Qinglan can use the dosage of perfectly controlled medicine to influence the dormant period of toxins, but the physical constitutions of people are different, it is impossible for everyone to have exactly the same length of dormant period of toxins in their bodies. What he said was so decisive that it made people feel deceitful. Before, Ji Qinglan, as the successor of Ji Wuchang's robe, made him believe in him no matter how unusual medicine was. However, after Ji Qinglan personally sent the antidote, his deep belief became a little suspicious.

The dormant period is one, and Ji Miaohua's attitude is the second.

Buy to leave (eight)

The author has something to say: I looked back and saw that the chicken and rice blossoms were not well written yesterday, (n_n)o~

The window was half-closed, and the breeze blew.

The candles on the table are pounding from time to time.

Ji Qinglan was leaning against the chair and closing her eyes to rest. There was a bowl of tremella soup on the table, which was cold.

The window was suddenly shaken down, and a sneaky figure came in. He was wearing a night-mounted dress, with a black hood on his head, and only a pair of black eyes were exposed.

"How is the matter done?" Ji Qinglan asked with his eyes closed.

The man hurriedly said, "It's done."

Ji Qinglan opened his eyes only then.
To be continued...