This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 271 Touching, Gentle Between Fingers! (1)

Xuan Ye frowned slightly as he glanced at the miasma enveloping the land group of Wenxuechuan.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally took out a batch of pills from his sleeve, brought them to Yehuo's lips, and fed her to eat.

If Jiu'er saw it, he would definitely recognize that the medicine that Xuan Ye gave Yehuo was his Qingxin Pill.

For Xuan Ye, the poisonous miasma of Wenxuechuan would not have any effect on him, let alone the sulfurous gas on Liuhuo Island.

So, he didn't take the pill that Jiu'er gave him at that time, but he just pretended to swallow it.

Whether Qingxin Pill is effective against the miasma, Xuan Ye is not sure.

Glancing at Yehuo's pale face in his arms, he didn't hesitate any longer, and slipped into the miasma that seemed to be real.

Along the way, without the slightest hesitation, Xuan Ye quickly swept across the air, and finally found a branch full of thick thorns, without a single leaf, but with strange blue-purple flowers. The huge black butterfly attracted by the aroma devoured it.

Flowers eat butterflies? !
That's right!

Not just butterflies, this tree loves all kinds of meat.

Of all kinds of birds and beasts, the favorite is human flesh.

Xuan Ye has long been used to such situations, so without even glancing at the tree from the corner of his eye, he strode over and activated the mechanism hidden on the mountain wall near Yishu.

Accompanied by a dull and piercing sound of hinges, there seemed to be nothing, on the bare mountain wall, there appeared a hole that could allow one person to enter, and there was a faint light coming out of it.

Taking a deep breath, and looking at the wild fire in his arms again, Xuan Ye strode in.

After his death, the mountain stone automatically returned to its original shape.

The entrance of the hole was muffled with a bang.

"Master knows, I didn't misread you!"

The reclining chair was on the brocade couch, and the middle-aged man with his eyes drooping slightly straightened up abruptly.

Without seeing how he moved, he was already in front of Xuan Ye.

His eyes fell on the pale little face of Yehuo in Xuan Ye's arms, and a smile appeared rarely on the paper-pale face of the middle-aged man.

"I knew that you must be as beautiful as your mother!"

(End of this chapter)