C26

Chapter 26 - To Kunlun (1)

Mu Wanjun was deeply puzzled by these bottles.

Jin Yulie took a sip of tea and lightly explained: "You went to the Academy for these Spirit Stone. The others are poison, the red one is poison, and the white one is antidote. Don't mix it up, or you might lose your life. "

The antidote was fine, but this poison? "Do you need to bring poison with you to school?"

Jin Yulie rarely spoke so much.

However, these words did not feel good to Mu Wanjun!

Five Poison Boy? Did he mean something? What did he know? Was he warning himself?

She felt cold sweat appearing on her back again and again!

Since they were participants sent to the State Duke of Jin's Mansion, they naturally had their own Carriage as well. The black Qilin totem on top of the Carriage demonstrated the prominent position of the State Duke of Jin.

The one sitting inside the Carriage was Mu Wanjun, but her current face was slightly pale, and she was tightly holding a bundle in her hands.

This was the antidote the Five Poison Child had given him, and it was just nice to use it to remove the poison from Rong Chu's body.

She lifted the curtain and glanced out.

It was a whole convoy!

This wasn't like sending people to participate in the selection, it was more like a wedding procession.

The person riding on the big horse in front was Zuo Chenfeng. For some reason, Jin Yulie also said that he wanted to personally make a trip to Mount Kunlun and when he just got out, he was stumped by the dark guard's report.

As the young duke, Zuo Chenfeng was naturally within the range invited by the Kunlun College.

Naturally, he would be with Mu Wanjun.

Just that, before Jin Yulie left, he gave his mount to Zuo Chenfeng, indicating that he would not allow him to enter the Carriage.

How petty.

When Mu Wanjun opened the brusque, Butler Jin's voice was exhausted. It seemed that he had been busy the whole night.

"Head, don't worry, I know. I have prepared everything that you want, and will call for you at a suitable time. "

I've got the antidote for Rong Chu. When the time comes, bring it to him for me.

After he had arranged everything, Mu Wanjun was finally relieved. After that, she fell back and went to sleep.

Right now, she was still a distance away from Mount Kunlun, and she urgently needed to replenish her strength.

Mu Wanjun tried really hard to open her eyes and her senses had always been exceptionally acute. However, at this time, she was horrified to find that her entire body was soft, and she couldn't even move.

Moreover, a strange fragrance was lingering at the tip of his nose.

Not good!

She was under the influence of incense?

This was Jin Yulie's Carriage, who could easily obtain it? Moreover, Zuo Chenfeng was still in front.

Mu Wanjun forced herself to open her eyes, but there was only a patch of black in front of him.

Her profile picture was covered by something. Then, she fell into a deep slumber and fell asleep.

Jin Yulie looked at the person wrapped under his cape. There was no cover on her face right now.

In his hand was a human skin mask that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

It was undeniable that this mask was made extremely well. To be able to conceal her beautiful appearance was truly not an easy feat.

Her current appearance was not much different from seven years ago. The only change was the things in her eyes. It was much more interesting than the clear water seven years ago!

He had never believed that a person could change so much.

His hand caressed her cheek, which was about to break from the blow. Her eyelashes were very long and thick, casting a shadow like the wings of a butterfly.

"Mu Wanjun, you really know how to surprise me."

The Carriage shook intensely for a moment. This movement, caused Mu Wanjun to wake up.

Furthermore, everything inside the Carriage was exactly the same as before.

And she was the only one here.

The incense through his nose remained the same, but it was not the rich fragrance, but the kind that Jin Yulie was used to.

The package was neatly placed beside him without any trace of movement.

That is to say, everything that just happened was just a dream?

But that dream was too real.

She reached out and patted her cheek to clear her head.