Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

Su Yuanyuan's smile was sweet, like the sweetness in a honey pot, the first one was too toxic, what if Wen Yin burps?
She still has to ask him something!But let him have some strength to answer.

Wen Yin's ready-to-go fist loosened slowly and spinelessly...

Su Yuanyuan folded her arms and looked at Wen Yin who was gradually recovering, "Let me ask you, when you were young, you were working on a mountain villa outside Mount Fushan City, and you saw stones like fireworks flying from the sky in the middle of the day. Fall, but do you still remember where?"

A sly light flashed in Wen Yin's eyes, seeing that Su Yuanyuan had something to ask, he raised his airs.

"Give me the antidote first, and I'll tell you."

He turned over and sat cross-legged on the ground, trying to blackmail Su Yuanyuan.

But Su Yuanyuan couldn't let him handle it, she just stretched out her left hand towards Wen Yin, Wen Yin only smelled a pungent smell, and then nosebleeds flowed out.

Drops of bright red blood fell on his pants, Wen Yin was dizzy, and fell to the ground with his head thrown up.

Su Yuanyuan played with a silver ring on her hand, and looked mockingly at Wen Yin who lay motionless on the ground and could only roll his eyes.

How could she only keep two hands?
Feeling the loss of his life, Wen Yin panicked for a while, but when he got nervous, his heart beat faster, and more blood flowed out of his seven orifices.

He blinked hard at Su Yuanyuan, and shouted frantically in his heart, I said!I said!

Su Yuanyuan looked at him triumphantly, and then sprinkled some medicinal powder on him, and Wen Yin's blood was barely stopped.

Just now Wen Yin has been on the verge of death twice, even if the situation has improved now, he dare not test Su Yuanyuan's bottom line again.

He looked at Su Yuanyuan with resentful eyes, and looked at Jiang Wenzheng who was sitting on the chair with some sympathy.

This man is really killing people.

"That's a villa ten miles south of the city. The owner of the villa is surnamed Su. It's a long time ago. That's all I remember."

Wen Yin's words are not half false. He was a young man in his 40s and [-]s when he went to work at that time. After so many years, he can only think of some sporadic fragments.

Su Yuanyuan was thoughtful, the owner of the villa ten miles away had the same surname as Su.

"Are there any other landmarks? For example, the characteristics of the villa?"

Wen Yin sat on the ground and thought for a while, trying to remember in his mind, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, "I remember, the mountain villa embraces the moon, and there is a small lake on the west side."

Su Yuanyuan probably had the bottom line in her heart, and knowing what she wanted to know, she patted Jiang Wenzheng's shoulder lightly, "Let's go."

Jiang Wenzheng squinted at Wen Yin who was sitting on the ground, raised his long sword and got up.

Wen Yin was frightened by the speed of Jiang Wenzheng's sword just now, and when he saw him stand up with the sword, his body flinched subconsciously.

But Jiang Wenzheng just cast a glance at him, and walked towards Jiang Xuan who was hanging on crutches.

With a wave of his hand, the rope spread out, and Jiang Xuan lost weight for a moment and almost fell to the ground.

Jiang Wenzheng cut Xiaohe's rope again, and finally Wen Shaoru's rope was cut off.

Jiang Xuan and Wen Shaoru's injuries were very light, and the two supported Xiaohe and walked slowly outside.

Su Yuanyuan also followed behind Jiang Wenzheng, knowing the location of the villa, even her steps became brisk.

But when Wen Yin saw her leave, he rushed over in panic, and hugged Su Yuanyuan's feet to prevent her from leaving.

"I said it! Give me the antidote!"

This woman can't talk, can she?It's not impossible for her to do it to the extent of her insidious cunning.

Seeing him hugging Su Yuanyuan's feet, Jiang Wenzheng's eyes suddenly darkened, and he looked fiercely at Wen Yin.

Before he could move, Wen Yin let go of Su Yuanyuan's feet with a wink, raised his head and didn't dare to say anything, just looked at Su Yuanyuan so aggrieved.

Su Yuanyuan waved her hand, "After ten days, the poisonous gas will naturally come out of the body."

In fact, Su Yuanyuan detoxified Wen Yin's body when she sprayed the powder just now, she just wanted to scare him, she couldn't really watch him die from poisoning.

But if the old man really knew that his poison had been detoxified, Bao Buqi would do the same thing like crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, it would be better to scare him, anyway, they would have returned to Mount Fushan in ten days.

After hearing that the poisonous gas would be eliminated after ten days, Wen Yin let Su Yuanyuan and his group leave in peace.

When Xiaolian saw the dying Xiaohe, tears welled up in an instant. She cried and thanked everyone, "Thank you! Xiaolian really doesn't know how to repay!"

Jiang Xuan was also beaten so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was currently applying this hot towel to his face. He was sitting on the edge of the kang, watching Xiao Lian crying with joy, subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

In the early morning of the second day, Su Yuanyuan took everyone to pack up and left. Before leaving, Xiao Lian kept stuffing food into their hands, and then looked at Jiang Xuan shyly.

"Young Master Jiang is safe and sound."

It only took them more than half a day to get out of the mountain, and the tied horses almost gnawed the ground when they reached the place where they entered the mountain. Hooves express dissatisfaction.

Jiang Xuan untied the rein from the tree and took it to eat a lot of fresh grass, and the horse's temper was calmed down.

It was already late at night when they got home, Jiang Xuan put Jiang Wenzheng and Su Yuanyuan at the entrance of the alley and drove away, Wen Shaoru sat on it and looked at her reluctantly, "Miss Su, see you later! "

He leaned out most of his body, waving his arms and waving to Su Yuanyuan.

But Jiang Wenzheng grabbed Su Yuanyuan's shoulders and led her into the alley, leaving Wen Shaoru a mocking look before leaving.

Wen Shao's Confucianism doesn't come from one place, this man is really hateful!

But when he thought of the way he subdued Wen Yin with a sword move yesterday, he adored and envied him at the same time.

Jiang Wenzheng and Su Yuanyuan knocked on the door for a while, and saw Qingyi opened the door in a dress, and when he saw Su Yuanyuan, his eyes were immediately stained with a smile.

"Miss Yuanyuan, you are back!"

The joy in his eyes was undisguised, and he quickly took the bag from Su Yuanyuan's hand and let the two of them in.

Jiang Zhiyi had already fallen asleep early, and Su Yuanyuan tiptoed to his bed, afraid that he would wake him up, so she just watched quietly. She has been thinking about Jiang Zhiyi in her heart for the past few days. Did he eat well, sleep well, did he miss his mother and cry at night?

Seeing him now, Su Yuanyuan realizes that her thoughts are too heavy, and the person she can't let go of is herself.

She pulled the quilt up to cover Jiang Zhiyi's chest, then bent down and gently kissed him on the forehead.

Xiao Douding didn't know if he sensed it in his dream, but he curled his lips and smiled.