Chapter 22

"You..." Feng Ling said that she was worried and angry.

Murong Yunshu then said to the procuress with a smile: "I advise you not to make a slip of the tongue in the future. You should know that misfortune comes from the mouth." The tone of voice is as usual.

The procuress laughs, "do you really think that Chu Changge will fight against Liang Wang for you?" It's obvious that it's sarcasm, but Murong Yunshu hears the expectation from her tone. It seems that Chu Changge and Liang Wangbang are exactly what she wants.

Looking up at her carefully, Murong Yunshu said: "he won't fight against the king of Liang for me, but let alone the little king of Liang, even if he is the prince of the dynasty, he still pinches round and flat." The tone was light and casual.

"I hope he really looks like you said, and will go to King Liang's house to save you!" The procuress gnashes her teeth, but her eyes sparkle with excitement.

This makes Murong Yunshu can't help but look at her one more time, and his eyes don't want to swing to her head. Then he is stunned, his eyes flash, and the corner of his mouth is slightly curved, and he says: "do you believe you can take me with you?"

The procuress laughs arrogantly and says, "can't I take away a poisoned waste man?"

"Don't be arrogant! I have Fengling in Ah... " Feng Ling suddenly covers chest, wrinkly face way: "what poison did you give me?"

"Aren't you saihuatuo's sister? Why, this little poison is helpless? " The procuress laughed and mocked.

"Who stipulates that Sai Huatuo's younger sister must know medical skills?"?! Do you have a pair of jade arm pillows for thousands of people Feng Ling's Willow eyebrows stand up and choke back.

The procuress was so angry that she raised her hand like slapping her in the face, but she was intercepted in mid air and fell to the ground in confusion.

"Lord Nie looks like a man at last." Murong Yunshu teased with a smile.

What do you mean like a man? He is! Nie Qing hummed coldly, killed the procuress condescensively with her eyes, stretched out her hand and said, "the antidote."

"No!" The procuress leaps up and points Nie Qing's acupoints. "It's just carelessness that will make you succeed. It's up to you to ask me for an antidote."

Nie Qing still straight waist board stares at her, the color that peeps out exasperation on the face.

Murong Yunshu curved his lips with a smile, extended his slender index finger, pointed to the top of her forehead, and said slowly, "do you think he is qualified?"

The procuress turned around and looked up. It was too late to be surprised. She hit her head at the bottom of the pot and fainted on the ground.

"Master, you are good at it." Murong Yunshu clapped his hands.

"The pot is good." The old man, who is more than half a century old, jumps down from the beam of the house, his face is not red, and he is out of breath.

As soon as Feng Ling saw the visitor's appearance, she suddenly widened her eyes. She couldn't believe it. She pointed to the old man and exclaimed, "you, you are evil

Murong Yunshu laughs when he hears the name. Who is so ungrateful and gives people such ungrateful names

"It's good. I can still recognize me when I'm young. My little girl has a bright future." I'm very glad to hear that. I didn't expect that he had been enslaved to the demon sect for so many years, and that his younger generation could recognize him.

Fengling was flattered and embarrassed to spit out his tongue, and said: "I often hear my father mention the elder generation. Thirty years ago, you went to the river and lake with a pot, which is a disaster that no one knows, no one knows, and is full of evil. Your ability to harm the River and lake is higher than brother Chu!"

"You know that too!" Guo bade was overjoyed. I thought how powerful he was then! Little girl has a future. It's so promising. "Who is your father?" He asked.

"Fengyan."

"What?! Feng Yan, that old immortal, could have given birth to such a lovely girl as you After the exclamation, guobade ignored the crowd, beating his chest and feet and feeling sad, lamenting the injustice of heaven and not letting Fengyan lose his son and grandson.

Seeing this, Murong Yunshu's face is full of black lines. If the real person is as bad as his name, it seems that the person who named him didn't wronged him. Maybe he had such expectations for him at the beginning, just like the parents who named their son "Dingtian", they would touch his son's head and say eagerly, "son, you must be a man when you grow up." He said with his pot, "the pot is immoral. When you grow up, you must take this pot to do all the immoral things in the world.".

Feng Ling pulls Nie Qing's sleeve and says with pride, "look, some people say I'm cute."

Nie Qing gives her a big white eye, less tendon!

Feng Ling shriveled mouth, squatting to find the antidote.

"I don't think you happened to be passing by." Murong Yunshu opened his mouth lightly and pulled back the pot's immorality from the indignation of cursing poor words.

"The leader asked me to come!" At the mention of the Godmaster who was more immoral than him, the pot was back to normal. "And, madam, don't let the Godmaster hear it, he will not be happy. Just call me a cook. That's what the Godmaster calls me. "

"Good, pot cook." Murong Yunshu follows the good. Fortunately, I didn't let her be called "immoral cook". Although she has done a lot of things to scold others, she seldom scolds others directly. It really detracts her self-cultivation to ask her to be a "immoral cook". "Have you been stalking me?" She asked."It starts when you step into the capital."

"So you're the second man in black?"

"Yes. I wanted to play a joke with my wife, disguised as an assassin to try my wife's courage, but I didn't expect to run into a real assassin. " The pot cook poked the back of his head with the bottom of the pot with embarrassment, smiling and disrespectful.

"And the assassin?"

"I solved it."

"Where's my maid?"

Guo bade pointed to the next room with a smile and said, "I sleep soundly next door."

"Thank you very much."

"Hey, you're welcome, you're welcome. It's our honor to protect madam for the leader."

Murong Yunshu raised his left eyebrow and said, "we?"

"Yes, from the day you left, those of us who happened to be living along the way or in the capital received the" black wind order "from the religious leader. We must protect our wife." The cook shrunk his neck and added in a low voice: "madam, you must not tell the master about the assassin. If he knows that I accidentally let the assassin's sword stand on your neck, my old and short neck will definitely be cut off and drunk for him. "