The evil king trains his wife

Chapter 168 Poisonous Lady (1)

The ethereal sound of the flute is like the sound of nature, as if it came from a dream, the sorrow that penetrates the years, mesmerizing, and touching people's hearts.

Bai Qiannian, Mumu and Lingzhi were all dumbfounded.

Lingzhi forgot to ride his horse and exclaimed, "What a beautiful sound of the flute!"

The most beautiful piece of music she has ever heard is the piano sound of the Nine Princes, which can be called fairy music.

She originally thought that if the sound of the Ninth Prince's zither was the first in the world, no one would dare to be the second.

But the sound of the flute at this time was actually comparable to that of the Ninth Prince.

Jiang Chengfeng's eyes froze, he got up and got out of the carriage, and the three of them followed suit.

The desert is like a golden carpet, spreading from the sky, when suddenly a gust of wind blows, kicking up dust and sand all over the place.

Mumu sniffed, "It smells so good."

There is a unique exotic fragrance in the wind.

"Toxic!" Jiang Chengfeng shouted suddenly.

The three immediately raised their sleeves to cover their noses, but it was too late.

Mumu and Lingzhi suddenly had red bumps all over their bodies, which were very itchy, as if their bodies had been emptied, and the two of them fell to the ground one after another, their bodies limp.

"Xiaomumu! Lingzhi! What's wrong with you?!" Bai Qiannian nervously checked the red bumps on their bodies.

Jiang Chengfeng looked around, frowning, and said in a cold voice: "They have already been poisoned, and the poison is mixed in the wind, and it penetrates everywhere."

Bai Qiannian was terrified, and hurried forward to protect Jiang Chengfeng behind him, "Master, don't be afraid! I will protect you!"

Seeing Bai Qiannian so nervous that he wanted to protect him, Jiang Chengfeng smiled slightly.

No matter what dangers he faces, he always has the attitude of not changing his face when the mountain collapses in front of him.

Although he was injured and unable to use spiritual power, it was not impossible to use spiritual power.

He calmly analyzed the current situation, because both he and Nian'er had ten thousand year ice lotus in their bodies, so all kinds of poisons could not invade the body, and only strange poisons could invade the body.

But now that he and Nian'er are fine, it means that the enemy is nothing more than that.

So he didn't panic at all, but he was a little worried about Mumu and Lingzhi.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, followed by the woman's laughter.

The laughter got closer and closer. A woman wearing a dark purple gauze skirt and a dark purple gauze cover flew from a distance. She was holding an insect flute in her hand. She landed on her toes as lightly as a butterfly, and dust rolled up behind her.

Bai Qiannian stepped forward, blocked Jiang Chengfeng behind him, looked at the woman in purple warily, "Who are you?"

The woman in purple ignored Bai Qiannian, she chuckled enchantingly twice, but there was resentment in her smiling eyes, "Northern Han King, I didn't expect you to come to Sundial City by yourself before I went looking for you!" gone."

Under the dark purple veil, the woman's face is looming.Her veil skirt was extremely sexy, revealing half of her waist, and a purple jade bead hung on her navel.

Jiang Chengfeng disagreed, "This king doesn't know you."

"Of course you don't know me!" The woman swayed and took a few steps towards them.

"But I know you." The woman in purple gritted her teeth, "17 years ago, I watched you wash Sundial City with blood!"

Jiang Chengfeng chuckled disapprovingly, "So it's the remnants of Sundial City."

The purple-clothed woman's eyes turned hard, "Today, I, Poison Concubine, must use the blood of your Northern Han King to pay homage to the bones of the warriors buried under the yellow sand!!"

As soon as the woman's voice fell, the yellow sand around her suddenly rolled up, and more than a dozen people appeared. Those people were dressed strangely, and all of them wore masks on their faces, and the faces of eagles were carved on the masks.

(End of this chapter)