Chapter 140

Through the slits of paper falling, you can see Ning Fuyan's face twisted by anger, and Wei IRI feels hearty at once.

Ning Fuyan's white, jade like face showed a pan flower like smile. He gently stroked the scraps of paper on his body, and the thin lips like petals opened: "what do you mean, princess?"

Wei IRI smiled as brightly as the sun. She caressed the sideburns lazily. Her voice was soothing and light, like a jade plate falling from a pearl: "everything that Ning Gongzi wants is in my mind. As long as the Gongzi wants it, I can offer it at any time. The Gongzi is a smart person, and naturally knows what I mean."

She wanted his sincerity. The business was not for nothing.

"Ha ha. The princess is extremely affectionate and intelligent. She is willing to bow down to the wind. My son now orders to give the elixir to your little girl. I'm afraid the poison on the princess will take time. But the princess doesn't need to worry. As long as she recovers, I will give the antidote. "

For this strange drawing, Ning Fuyan still has doubts in his heart, but he wants to see what kind of moth Wei iris can turn out. Since she wants her sincerity, he gives freely that the influence of Yinsheng's little girl's life and death on the overall situation is irrelevant, so he should be kind enough to save a little dog and cat.

But only this time, a real poison maker can make the most insidious poison in the world only if he is ruthless. If he has a little kindness, Yanyu villa may be cut off.

"Well, I'll go with you." She is not at ease with Ning Fuyan. He is not as gentle and harmless as he seems.

"Well, I'll go to the end."

Ning Fuyan leaned forward, and Wei iris couldn't help but step back. His slender fingers brushed the paper pieces scattered on her black hair, and he looked at her with a wary look and a smile: "the princess is so afraid of Fuyan?"

Does a person who can treat a python as a pet want people to be close to him? She is better to stay away from this beautiful snake, so as not to be bitten by the cold-blooded snake accidentally. Maybe when she is killed, the beautiful snake will enjoy her death with a warm smile.

In the dark night, the two figures are connected like ghosts. Wei iris did not expect that Ning Fuyan's weak body could easily lead her to jump between the roof and the roof. If she fell into the eyes of outsiders, she would really think that it was a couple of fairy lovers.

Everyone's heart is eager to fly, and iris Wei is no exception. If she didn't know the coldness and coldness of the person around her, she would scream at will.

In the night, only four or five people were walking out of the room of Yinsheng with a sack. All of them were wearing black clothes and cold swords on their waist. They disappeared in the post station as fast as they could and their steps were light.

Wei iris's heart gave birth to some ominous premonitions. She beckoned Ning zheyan to catch up with her. Ning zheyan was just idly combing some messy sideburns: "zheyan only promised to save your servant girl, but didn't promise to mind your business."

Wei iris gnashed a gnashing look at Ning Fuyan, then closed her eyes and tried to jump down. A pair of thin arms encircled her in her arms: "Wei iris, you are cruel enough." She even threatened him with her own life.

Those black shadows left the sacks in the disordered cemetery on the outskirts of the city like ghosts.

In fact, there are several ruins in the disordered cemetery. There are many weeds in the middle, and most of them are unclaimed or dead bodies. A stench spreads in the wind. The crows are startled by the visitors' footsteps, and their wings flash and make a penetrating voice. In the weeds, there are even several pairs of green eyes slowly approaching the sacks that were just discarded Fat wolf.

With the bright moonlight, the wolves pulled the sacks apart, but saw a dark blue silk exposed, and the Magnolia and Zhu hairpin on the bun flashed the cool moonlight.

"Silver Sheng!" Weiiri murmured that the Magnolia Zhu Chai was awarded to Yinsheng by herself. She still remembered Yinsheng's excited appearance when she got the Zhu Chai. She even went to Xuanli in front of her in a luoqun.

Yinsheng shouldn't be cured at the post station. Why is it abandoned in the disordered cemetery? Is it the malice of the princess of West Asia or Xuanli who has abandoned her? Or Yinsheng can't think of going down. She grabs Ning Fuyan's sleeve in a panic: "young master Ning, go to save Yinsheng, go to save her, or she will be divided by wolves." Her silver Sheng is so kind and lovely that she doesn't want her dead.

Ning Fuyan's face is full of Magnolia like smile, but her eyes are covered with light as cool and smooth as the dark lines of cloud sleeves: "since she is dead, what's the meaning of saving and not saving? What's more, my son's hand can only be used to make poison that blooms the flowers of hell, not to kill these animals. "

He raised his hand in the moonlight to appreciate the jade like orchid, slender fingers, and his face showed ecstatic smile.

Wei irises takes a look at him and runs towards the wolves with her skirt. She grabs the stones on the ground and throws them at the wolves. The wolves step back warily.

Wei iris jumps up and picks up the silver Sheng from the sack, holding the silver Sheng in her arms with tears. "Silver Sheng, silver Sheng" her voice is broken with some fear, just like jade falling on the ground, which makes people feel sad.

It's just the howling of the wolf in her ear that makes Wei iris too sad. She stares at the wolves with her eyes red. She holds the stone in her hand and is ready to fight with each other at any time.

She even touched the python. Would she be afraid of a few wolf pups?

The wolf exposed his tusks, surrounded them, arched his front paws, and roared to make an offensive gesture.

Wei iris is biting her teeth like a wolf. She will never allow these animals to hurt Yinsheng. If they bite her, she doesn't mind biting back. Even if there are no fangs or sharp teeth, she will spare no effort to protect Yinsheng.

Ning zheyan looks at the sharp woman in front of her calmly. At this time, she is a bit fierce, some of her face is detestable, and even some of her face is embarrassed without hesitation, but she is a little cute. Somehow, Ning zheyan's mind even jumps out of such a word.

As soon as he raised his sleeves, the sharp edge in his hand was thrown out, turning into a cold light and inserting it into the soil in front of weiiris's knee.

Wei iris held the blade and waved it in the air, but the wolves timidly backed away.

Perhaps they had never seen such a fierce human before. After a moment of stalemate, the leading wolf suddenly rushed to Wei iris. Wei iris tried to bite the wolf with all his strength. Her arm, cheek and even the mouth with tusks were only two fingers away from her with sharp claws.