Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 412 Dark Sword (2)
Just as he was about to sit down, Wu Bei's voice was heard in the courtyard: "Miss Zhuo, come and save Miss Ningzi."

Lu Yu stood up vigorously.

Bitter job's tears felt a pain in his brain, he dropped the flower sheet and ran outside.

Wu was hugged by Congealed Purple, covered in blood, and called out repeatedly: "Miss Zi, Miss Zi!" His voice was anxious, full of annoyance, as if he was angry at himself for not fulfilling his responsibilities.

Ning Zi seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, her eyes were closed tightly, her complexion was pale, showing signs of excessive blood loss.

"Hurry up, send me back to the house." Kuyi's red lips trembled, the tip of her tongue was dull, boundless pain spread, it was Fuying who was seriously injured, and Ningzi was trapped.

Who is having trouble with himself?Repair fish and cut bamboo?Liu Qian?Hazy powder?
At that moment, my mind was in a state of confusion, so I had to save Ning Zi first.

It was the first time Wu was in contact with a woman, and he was seriously injured, so he lost his composure for a while. When she reminded him, he hurriedly carried her back to Ningzi's guest house.

Lu Yu and Ku Yi followed in, followed by Ye Jiachen who hurried over.

Everyone has no time to pay attention to him.

Lu Yu inspected Ning Zi's injury, frowned and said: "Sword wound, the wound is getting darker, poisonous."

At that moment, he took out a small jade bottle from his bosom and fed her a Qizhen Pill, sealed her acupoints, and said in a deep voice: "It can be suppressed for a few hours, but I have to find another way to heal the injury. Girl, you know the poison, leave it to me." is you."

Bitter barley smelled the poisonous gas before, it was colorless and tasteless, the black color was also light, and it spread slowly, so it didn't seem to be very poisonous.However, the more tasteless the more terrible the toxin is, the more terrible it is than the highly poisonous.

Kuyi's heart tightened, her brain ached slightly, she couldn't help but rubbed her forehead, grabbed Lu Yu suddenly, and screamed: "Hua Pu! Black monster, go and read Hua Pu!"

Lu Yu walked away, but unfortunately the flower score on the case was missing.

Kuyi sat decadently beside Ningzi's couch, holding her hand tightly, her eyes aching with pain.

Lu Yu was about to chase him out, but Kuyi Qingmo said: "No need, little black monster, if you want to take it away, you won't be chased by you."

Wu Bei calmly said: "It seems that some people don't want Miss to know the authenticity of Zilu Cup, and want to kill Miss, but what to do with Miss Ningzi? Could it be that Miss Ningzi discovered something?"

"If Miss Ningzi discovers something, it must be related to the people in the courtyard." Lu Yu's sharp eyes swept over Ye Jiachen's face, and fixed him firmly.

Ye Jiachen's scalp became numb from his staring, his usually calm face turned pale, and he said awkwardly: "Miss Ningzi was robbed in our courtyard, I really didn't protect her enough, I accept the punishment."

"Where's Liuzhangtian's? Doesn't he know that there's so much movement here?" Wu was snorted coldly, putting his hand on the sword on his waist, and an unknown fire rose.

"Come here, I'm so sleepy, it was the house boy who woke me up and found out that something happened to Miss Ningzi, I really deserve to die." Liu Zhangtian walked in hurriedly, holding his skirt in one hand, slipping on his sleeping shoes, The clothes are disheveled, as if awakened from sleep.

Kuyi sized him up coldly, and said calmly, "Liu Zhangtian is sleeping well, we are the ones who disturbed you."

"I don't know what happened to Miss Ningzi?" Liu Zhangtian took a step closer and glanced at Ningzi on the couch.

"I've been poisoned, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up, you two wait for the punishment of the Lord San Weng, you go first." Ku Yi wiped the dirt on Ning Zi's face with the handkerchief in his hand, and the dark spots between his lips and teeth Tired.

The two of Ye and Liu withdrew slowly.

When they were far away, Lu Yu said in a deep voice, "There is a problem with Liu Zhangtian."

Wu was let out an "oh" and asked suspiciously, "How can I see that?"

"I can't tell, I just rely on my intuition." Lu Yu held the sword in his arms, his brows furrowed, and he thought about it carefully.

Kuyi smiled tactfully: "If a person sleeps deeply, how can his clothes be disheveled but his bun intact?"

(End of this chapter)