Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1232: A Pit Depth of 232 Meters to Solve Puzzles (1)
Ask him, ask that madman?

Mo Jiu couldn't keep up with Xiao Qian's thoughts for a while, and was stunned for a while.

Looking back, the lunatic with disheveled hair and shaking with fright next to Wanyan Xiu didn't look like he was pretending at all.Moreover, she had already interrogated him when the god sacrificed to the cave, and he didn't know anything, so what's the point of asking him now?
"Old Xiao?" Mo Jiu stood beside him, looking up at him, "What do you mean by that?"

Under her questioning gaze, Xiao Qian pursed his lips coldly, without answering, went straight to the corner, picked up the "lunatic" who was entangled with Wan Yanxiu, raised his palm suddenly, and "slapped" twice, Knock on his "Shenting" and "Yintang" respectively.

"vomit!"

"Wow--"

The lunatic couldn't bear to take pictures, and threw up on the ground.

Inside the vomited filth, there were faintly red blood streaks.

"Old Xiao!"

Mo Jiu frowned when he saw him vomit.

After rushing over, she tugged Xiao Qian's arm.

"Hurry up and show him, why is he vomiting blood?!"

Because of Song Che's words, even though the identity of the lunatic has not been fully confirmed, she always regards him as Song Ao from the bottom of her heart.Since she escaped without taking him with her before, she still felt guilty, seeing this, she couldn't bear it.

However, Xiao Qian did not respond.

His condescending posture remained motionless, and he waited until the lunatic vomited and couldn't vomit anything anymore, and kept lying on the ground moaning, then he took out a porcelain bottle containing pills from his arms, and poured out two pills with a little The orange-yellow pill was poured straight into his mouth.

A series of movements flowed smoothly, making Mo Jiu click his tongue.

Lao Xiao's body is simply a treasure chest.

Apart from poison and medicine, I am afraid there is nothing else, right?
She thought about it since looking at his waist, Xiao Qian lowered his voice.

"look up!"

After listening to his words, the lunatic raised his head, his eyes blank.

Looking at him, then at Wanyan Xiu, then at Mo Jiu and this stone room, he seemed to be out of state, dazed for a while, just when Mo Jiu thought he didn't know anything , those muddy eyes slowly turned clear.

"You, you... who are you?"

Stutters, but speaks clearly.

It looks like he has cleared his mind.

But this... Is it amnesia?

Mo Jiu squatted down and stared at his face carefully, "Little prince? You don't remember me? I'm Mo Jiu, little widow, don't you remember?"

It was the first time that Mo Jiu admitted that she was a "little widow". Mo Jiu said it very smoothly.

But Xiao Qian's lips twitched, and a word made her want to bite her tongue.

"He's not Song Ao."

"Ah!" Mo Jiu was dumbfounded, "Then who is he?"

"The little apprentice of the wizard Nashun, Totoer."

Xiao Qian's voice was cold and harsh, but it struck Mo Jiu's heart like a heavy hammer.Thinking of the first time she met Song Che, he said "he's not Song Ao" so blandly, she was a little angry.

"I knew it earlier, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You didn't ask me either."

"Do you still need me to ask?"

Seeing her eyes reddened like a rabbit, Xiao Qian put his arms around her shoulders.

"Next time, definitely."

What about next time?This man's city is too deep.

Mo Jiu felt that following a black-bellied man really required a high level of concentration and being ready for a plot twist at any time.If you are not careful, you will miss the exciting part and be played around by him.

(End of this chapter)