The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

The child stared at Feng Zhuyue with resentment. Indeed, as long as he got the five-color spar, he would kill these two people. If there are two more people, two more people will compete with him for the treasure. He is not stupid, keeping them is a disaster .But looking at Feng Zhuyue's appearance, it seems that if he doesn't let them go, she will never hand over the spar.

There is a disadvantage in this demonic forest, as long as a person dies, no matter what is on him, it will disappear with his death.If he killed Feng Zhuyue, the multicolored spar would also...

"Okay!" The child gritted his teeth, determined that Feng Zhuyue and the others could not escape his palm, he suddenly came in front of Yi Qingfeng, quickly stretched out his hand and tapped his chest, Yi Qingfeng opened his mouth in pain, A pill stretched in, and it melted in the mouth.Only then did the child wave his sleeves in satisfaction, the earthen cage disappeared immediately, and Feng Zhuyue came out safely.

"Warning you, it's best not to play any tricks. This kid has been poisoned by me. If you dare to play tricks, he will bleed to death immediately."

Feng Zhuyue sneered, let go of her hands, and supported the painful Yi Qingfeng: "Are you okay?"

Yi Qingfeng shook his head forcibly, feeling uncomfortable as if there were thousands of poisonous thorns stabbing in his stomach, he whispered to Feng Zhuyue: "I will pester him for a while, you run when you find a chance, leave me alone .”

Feng Zhuyue rubbed his hands on his back, smiled faintly: "It's okay, you'll be fine."

Seeing Feng Zhuyue and Yi Qingfeng chattering, the child yelled in dissatisfaction: "Hey, I let him go too, you should hand over the five-color spar now, right?"

"Yes, of course."

Feng Zhuyue took out a stone from his sleeve, the stone was crystal clear, there were five colors on the stone, shining with a strange light.

Yi Qingfeng tugged at Feng Zhuyue's sleeves, not letting her get close to that child. He had seen this stone before. This was the stone they used to lure Yu Pian not long ago. In fact, he never believed Feng Zhuyue from the beginning to the end. It is true that there are five-color spar, but I did not believe that the stone in Feng Zhuyue's hand is really five-color spar.

However, the child has been in the rivers and lakes for many years. Although he has never seen a five-color spar, he only needs to take a look at the resonant brilliance, and he knows that it is a veritable five-color spar.

The child couldn't wait to step forward to take away the five-color spar. At this moment, Feng Zhuyue narrowed her eyes and turned her slender wrist. The original five-color spar instantly disappeared from the white jade-like palm, replaced by a cold light of silver needles.

The child was shocked, Feng Zhuyue talked lightly, and the silver needle flew out, the child reacted in time, but the distance was too short, avoiding the important part, but the silver needle penetrated into his arm.

In the blink of an eye, two cold silver needles appeared in Feng Zhuyue's hands. Her eyes were as cold as the silver needles, and she said coldly, "Hand over the antidote, and I will spare you!"

The child rolled on the ground in embarrassment, and when he got up again, his face was filled with a solemn murderous look. He looked at Feng Zhuyue coldly, with a murderous look in his eyes that didn't match his age: "Hmph, it's up to you..."

Before he finished speaking, the child stared at Feng Zhuyue with wide eyes in disbelief, and suddenly knelt down.

Feng Zhuyue walked to the child's side with sonorous steps.

"Immortal Immortal, obediently hand over the antidote!"