Chapter 93

She knew that she could not be invincible just like her grandfather and uncle.

To be respected, to stand on the highest peak and look up to the masses, she must be a goddess like her mother mother, Mari.

Therefore, according to the books left by her mother, she has been practicing, sometimes even staying up all night.

Ziyou, even biting her teeth, must surpass the goddess Molly, the grand mother. At that time, she could not only call the wind and call the rain, but also save her mother atier. At that time, the reunion of mother and daughter would not be an empty talk.

Vishali, the cobra, also practices with her. Only when she practices in Ziyou, she mostly acts as a Dharma protector. Because at this time, the cultivators are highly concentrated and can't be disturbed at all. Otherwise, it's easy to travel, that is, backfire.

Wesley is very excited these days, because his master is more and more refined in refining pills, which helps him to become a human.

At the same time, in the room of the reddest brothel and the reddest geisha and Green Peony in the capital of China, a handsome young man without a couple is covering his face, putting on a black suit, opening the window and preparing to jump out.

Green Peony at this time, but catch up with him, worried admonish: "little martial uncle to be careful!"! The master said that there are high people around him. You must be careful. "

The boy coolly didn't speak, then jumped down the window and disappeared into the night.

After the four sounds of the Jiao drum, Ziyou was about to finish his work when he heard the warning sound of "hissing" from vishali.

"Is anyone here? Vishali, stop him first. If he dares to break in, you can bite him. You're welcome. " Ziyou sends out instructions with spiritual power.

"Hiss." At his command, Wesley soon swam into the grass and disappeared.

Ziyou gets up, light as a swallow, and flies into the study of BaiCaoYuan. She puts on a black strong suit and covers her face.

As soon as he changed his clothes, there came the anxious voice of vishali, "master, he is so powerful that I can't stop him."

"Here I am." Ziyou answers and jumps out.

Quickly came to the front courtyard of the herbal garden, only to see the same person as her, wearing black strong clothes, hooded face, has infiltrated from the front courtyard step by step, and is about to the far away front courtyard and the middle courtyard.

Ziyou didn't ask, he didn't know how to ask him, so he put out a three bone nail.

It's not a last resort. She's afraid to use it. She's afraid that Zhao Hongxiang's son of a bitch's knee will find what she put in. That's to say nothing.

It's obvious that the visitor's martial arts are not weak. When he saw the concealed weapons coming, he wanted to dodge here and let wessaly attack there. So for a while, he was too busy to deal with them. His movements were very awkward. However, he also dodged them.

Ziyou is not polite. She pulls out the colored silk and wraps it around Wesley's body. Then, the colored silk looks like a Poison Sword and attacks people.

I'm surprised to see you! This wench is young and so vicious! Use vipers as weapons to attack people. If the king cobra bites you, it's enough!

The colorful silk is filled with genuine Qi and no longer soft. Every time it is waved, it looks like a sword with a blade. In addition, there are weishali in front of the colorful silk. He keeps opening his fangs, biting you twice and spraying several venoms from time to time. It's really hard to Parry.

People are very angry. A unique three corpse insect sprinkles on Ziyou...

"Be careful!" Ziyou smelled a stink. As soon as he was about to dodge, a man rushed to her. His right hand took her to one side, and the soft sword of his left hand stabbed the previous one.

The man who saved Ziyou was left-handed. A soft sword as thin as a thumb. It was blue and quiet, shining with a dark light under the moonlight. The sword stabbed at the key point of the man.

The man was afraid to fight. The ghost hurriedly spilled three dead insects. Then he withdrew and disappeared in the night...

Ziyou watched him stay away, but he didn't chase him. The three dead insects stink. She knows what they are. A kind of poison made from the corpses of zombies can only be made by the Wizards of Miao and Yi ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang.

And the man behind is obviously not hostile to himself, but why does he want to peep at himself?

Fortunately, there is no hostility. Otherwise, his martial arts are so high that he killed himself. I don't know.

Who are these two people? How dare you run to the general's mansion to peep? Ziyou tightens her brow, just about to ask, she listens to the man who saves her, and says sarcastically: "idiot! Your psychic power is just for acting? Why didn't you just use it? "

Finish saying, haven't waited for Ziyou to answer, look at the three corpses crawling on the ground, they have turned into yellow pus, once again mocking out: "I don't care if you know you're not afraid of poison. A fool will die, and every time he wants someone else to help you. "

"Who wants you to save?" Ziyou is so angry that he scolds him stupid and kicks him. "My aunt didn't convict you of trespassing in the general's mansion. It's cheap for you. How dare you be arrogant? It's a shameless rat that covers his face. Today, my aunt wants you to show the prototype. ""So fierce? Be careful not to get married in the future. Stupid don't say, still ferocious, grow ugliness, don't bother to see you again, go Finish saying, very quickly disappear in the night, leave a fresh fragrance of bamboo leaves.

Where does this smell like? Where did you smell it? Ziyou is sprinkled with disinfectant powder and meditates.

The tone of voice and martial arts... Superior officer is in charge! Ziyou suddenly thought of it. That day, in Yongnan Houfu, he took himself to jump out of the window. What he smelled was this smell.

There is also talk, that day in the market, in the anguogongfu, are such a tone.

It seems that he is not such a dandy as he looks. He has excellent martial arts. Why should he pretend to be a fight that can't be supported? And why would he help himself?

There is also the man from the front, who is at most 1.678 meters tall. He is not tall. His martial arts routines and poisons are just like the people in southern Xinjiang. Is it my grandfather who sent for it? Or who was sent by the prince?

It's not supposed to be from my grandfather. In how to say, they are all their own relatives. It is impossible for them to come up and poison themselves.

So who is it? What's the purpose of exploring the general's mansion at night?

To the general's mansion, to my herbal garden, can you check grandpa's study?

At the thought of this, Ziyou was in a cold sweat. It seems that from now on, I have to be more vigilant. Is it the use of psychic power in the government of Anguo that has attracted the attention of all parties? Or is the emperor worried about Grandpa?

She was not particularly worried about the discovery of Lingli, because she would face the day sooner or later. However, she didn't want to be known about being able to communicate with animals and flowers. Even her closest grandfather didn't tell her. After all, the ancient Indian magic is not acceptable to the people of Dayan.

If the emperor or other people want to start with Grandpa, they should be more careful. The military officials who are highly meritorious have always been taboo by the emperor.

It seems that my garden, my grandfather's and uncle's study, will be set up.

Ziyou couldn't sleep. She picked up the books left by her mother and began to study various ancient array techniques.

Once again, she felt the weakness of her own strength. If she had the same skills as her mother or even Grandma, could she do anything without putting anyone in her eyes and doing what she wanted?

No, Mu Ziyou. You have to be strong. You have to work hard. You can't relax for a moment.

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August 22 is the day of the British public banquet. Wang Yiping can't go back with mu Yingrui because she is injured. She almost breaks her silver teeth angrily and curses all the people in her heart.

The thought of Mu Yingrui and Wang Yiping's liver area made her unbearable. Ten days ago, he and his sworn dead man left her behind in a flash, and he felt sorry for you and me. Good honey.

When I visited him several times, I met the water. When I saluted, I asked her to stand a little longer. Mu Yingrui was so distressed that he had to blame himself.

It's less than a year since I married him. My previous love for her has left her and never existed again.

As expected, I saw the new man smile, the old man cry, and the ungrateful man. Wait for me, and see how I can wear the green hat for you.

You're not the only one who likes me. I don't need to hang on a crooked neck tree. Wait. You're in front of me. Don't blame me.

Wang Yiping looked in the mirror, a little haggard yellow skin, picked up the powder on the table, and said to her face.

Therefore, when Ziyou saw her clean up image, she was almost scared and fell down.

Ghost! I saw a white person, wearing red, like drinking human blood, wearing a red dress, standing in front of myself, cold eyes, even if the weather has not turned cold now, it makes people feel cold.

Liu Shi and Ziyou looked at each other, then Ziyou forced the ridicule in his heart, came to pull up her arm, laughing and boasting: "mother is so beautiful today! Second aunt, do you think so? "

Liu had to nod his head. "Yes, my sister-in-law is going back to her mother's home today. She must be able to amaze four people. She is really beautiful."

Wang Yiping saw that the two didn't seem to mock her, so she smiled smugly. "There, the second younger sister is still beautiful. I'm afraid that when I reach the age of the second younger sister, I'm not as good as the second younger sister now."

Turning the corner, she scolded Liu for being old. Ziyou heard it, and immediately she smiled and countered, "yes, let alone the difference between her mother and her second aunt is more than ten years, that is, the difference between aunt Shui and her mother is two years, and her father also sent her a poem."

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For collection, for maintenance, not collection, be careful that vishali bites you!