Chapter 409

"Miss Ming, didn't she say that she can..."

"Impossible!" she would rather die to find these drugs than allow others to touch her ah Lin! Absolutely not allowed!

"But what if the time comes and the young lady hasn't found it back? It's hard to find this medicine, young lady." I heard it very clearly in July. How can I collect these medicines in half a year? Isn't there a ready-made antidote right now? But miss doesn't want to.

Song Ningyu was cold with a face. Her eyebrows tightened and said, "since you can't save it, you'll die together!"

July looked at Song Ningyu nervously and murmured, "what if my uncle didn't hold it back? The dark sky Ni Changtian stayed by my uncle's side and had such an antidote shaking around. It's not impossible if she was really afraid." she suddenly sympathized with my uncle and spread it on her young lady, which was enough to toss hundreds of times.

Song Ningyu stood up slowly, looked at the board millet among the mottled leaves under the tree, and said softly, "No." he wouldn't.

Some words, when said, I don't know whether it is to comfort myself or really so sure, so I can say them accurately.

The room was quiet, leaving only the sound of the wind blowing the fallen leaves. The moon reached the middle of the sky, and the moonlight folded into the room. The palace lanterns and candles flickered. A gust of wind came. The man in the room stood in front of song Ningyu in a Phnom Penh black robe. Song Ningyu saw the ink Kirin with the ink canopy removed for the first time.

On the angular outline was an expressionless face. Her eyes looked at her coldly. Her clothes flew with the wind, mixed with the cold breath in the late autumn.

"I'm looking for you. There's something I want to negotiate with you." song Ningyu sat at the jade table, picked up the tea and sipped it gently.

Mo Qilin pulled up his robe and sat down. In July, he brought a plain flower and retreated behind song Ningyu. Mo Qilin, once the lowest ranking middle man in Huangdao, is now full of fierce and cold momentum, which makes people dare not look directly at him.

Over the past ten years, how much has Mo Qilin finally grown before she can go from being a lower level person to today?

"I have come to convey the will of the king. As long as the princess returns to the island, she will immediately attack Hongmeng."

Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows and couldn't laugh or cry in July. What attack on Hongmeng? This is a completely wrong object. I didn't expect Wang Zun to be so wrong!

It seems that from the beginning, their intervention was officially launched after song Ningyu arrived in Hongmeng. This matter was never said. Although Mo Qilin knew it, he didn't mean to say it. Then song Ningyu's husband naturally became Ouyang fire in the minds of those who thought he was smart.

"Really? Then please tell Wang Zun that as long as Hongmeng is one day, the palace will not go back to the island!" do you want her to go back to the island? Now she really did what she wanted!

"Huangdao sends 30000 troops, and millions of Hongmeng troops will be destroyed in less than half a month. Don't be impulsive." Mo Qilin looks at her coldly, as if he is looking at a wayward child, full of contempt and disdain.

Song Ningyu doesn't care. Even if she destroys Hongmeng tomorrow, she has no opinion!

"Impulsive? Mo Qilin, if you have the ability to kill Hongmeng, I'll go back to the island with you?" she will go back to the island with Mo Qilin only when Huangdao kills Hongmeng. Of course, Gong Zilin may kill Hongmeng. Song Ningyu didn't say the following sentence.

"Do you underestimate Huangdao or look up at Hongmeng?" Mo Qilin's cold eyes crossed July, and the tea lamp he picked up was slowly put down.

Song Ningyu was noncommittal, because both Hongmeng and Huangdao were stronger than Tang, so he wanted to trigger a struggle between the two tigers, and Tang took advantage of it.

"Why do you think you're still planning something?" holding the tea cup in your hand, Mo Qilin's eyes were cold, and his eyes fell on song Ningyu like a knife, without a trace of pause and goodwill.

With the wind in his palm, he attacked song Ningyu's neck. Song Ningyu put his palm on his head and implemented the whole glazed hall with the powerful power of the misty fazong!

Bang bang!

Those precious antique jades broke one after another. Under the palm of his hand, Mo Qilin stepped back two steps behind him. The beam column of the Dragon carving style embraced by the two was cut by Sheng Sheng under the fierce palm wind of song Ningyu! The hole of naiti is cut very smoothly, and the roof beam has not been destroyed yet.

"Misty fazong, it's from the misty clan. The high priest gave it to you?" Mo Qilin's perennial cold face finally had a look. Song Ningyu raised his eyebrows, and his silence seemed to be acquiescence to Mo Qilin.

Even song Ningyu didn't expect that the power under her palm would be so great, but it was the fourth floor of the ethereal Dharma sect! Maybe you can compete with Chunsu!

Thinking like this, my heart faintly turned an excited color, and my fingers trembled slightly.

"My internal power... How could it be so strong?" song Ningyu stared at the ugly Mo Qilin.

Mo Qilin shook his sleeves, frowned and scolded the bastard, turned and disappeared at the top of the millet tree. The top of the tree shook slightly and finally returned to peace.

Song Ningyu looked down at his hands. The shadow guard outside the door knocked on the door and said urgently, "madam, but what happened?"

"Niang Niang?" seeing that there was no response inside, the people outside were also anxious. Just now, the burst sound rushed over with a powerful force. Although it was restrained, their poor martial arts still affected the pond fish!

In July, when I opened the door of the bedroom hall, I saw a mess in the house. Shuanghe, who ran from a distance, led a group of palace maids and eunuchs into the house to clean up.

"What's the matter, madam? Seven girls, this..."

July shrugged his shoulders, pulled Shuanghe aside and whispered, "don't annoy miss. She's angry at this time. If she really gets angry and beats you as a target at that time, the gain is not worth the loss."

Shuanghe was frightened by a meal in July. Looking at Song Ningyu's eyes, they were all cautious and trembling.

Another batch of treasures in the house were defeated by the loser empress Jun. seeing that Shuanghe had a face of flesh pain and wanted to cry without tears, he could only bear it by himself in the end. This was not the LORD he could offend.

"Thank you for your advice, Miss July. Our family will order someone to replace it immediately."

"Alas? Where's the king?" July hurriedly dragged the man back. How can he go without asking clearly?

"You mustn't tell empress Jun." Shuanghe cautiously glanced at Song Ningyu with a cup of tea in his eyes, and then whispered softly in July.

"Lord Yingwei led 20000 people to exterminate the pirates in the North Sea. As a result, the pirates were not destroyed. Instead, they were beaten back by a force under the banner of Huangdao. The king is busy in the imperial study and has to hold a grand wedding on the seventh day. Seven girls, you'd better persuade the empress of the king to be considerate of the king when you're free."