The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 93
Unexpectedly, this Zuo Dinghan is so hateful, relying on the support of the queen, he is so bold that he wants to annex Mingjian Villa and other small sects.

Over the years, Zuojian Villa has been tyrannical and tyrannical, and he has regarded himself as the overlord.

As long as the general Zhenyuan's mansion is mentioned, everyone shrinks their heads and closes the door tightly, and no one dares to openly confront it.

That is to say, the strength of Mingjian Villa is strong, and it can suppress him a little bit, but now, the opponent can no longer sit still.

Nan Gongyue slapped the table heavily, stood up, took a deep look at Liu Chenfei, and issued a death order to Qinglong Envoy.

"Take good care of people, if you make any mistakes, come and see me."

The Azure Dragon Envoy trembled from the fierceness in Nangong Yue's eyes, hurriedly knelt down on one knee, and solemnly said: "I will definitely live up to the mission of the young master."

Fortunately, this inner ghost incident was discovered early, otherwise once the news of Nangong Jin's poisoning spread, the old fox would have been given a chance.

This is enough to cause Qinglong to die [-] times. For his dereliction of duty, Nan Gongyue only fined him one year's salary, which is already an extremely light punishment.

Regardless of past suspicions, the young master still trusts the Azure Dragon Envoy, how could he not be moved, I am afraid that in this life, he will not be able to repay the young master's kindness even if he goes through thick and thin.

Feng Wuxie and Du Chun walked side by side on the road, the evening wind blows slowly, the ink-like blue hair flutters with the wind, the cold moonlight covers those black eyes, dotted with streamers, blurred and intoxicating.

"It seems that there is a problem with Xiaoyaomen, he already knew about it?"

Regarding Feng Wuxie's question, Du Chun was not surprised at all, but lamented that Feng Wuxie's mind was too clever, which gave him no sense of accomplishment.

He curled his lips and nodded helplessly: "Well, he started investigating when you fell into the water."

Feng Wuxie is not a man of gods either, if she hadn't met Du Chun that day and went to the teahouse to meet Shangguan Qingyue, she would not have thought of this.

At the beginning, he just didn't think through it. If Shangguan Qing couldn't stay in Yunyang City as his pavilion master well, why did he have to work so hard to come to Ziyun City.

Coupled with the attack on the river, and Jun Yeli appearing next to her, it is not difficult to guess the string of things.

A large part of the reason why Feng Wuxie let Du Chun let go to investigate this matter is that Jun Yeli, a big mountain town, is here.

Otherwise, she really wasn't sure. Fortunately, Changling Pavilion did not live up to her expectations. With Liu Chenfei as a bait, Zuo Dinghan, an old fox, was quickly drawn out.

Zuo Dinghan is pressing every step of the way now, which is very unfavorable to Nan Gongyue, it seems that it is time to have a good chat with her.

Du Chun was still complacent, waiting for Feng Wuxie to excitedly ask Jun Yeli where he was going, but when he turned around again, he was the only one left there.

Only in the corner of the corridor, I saw a light green light and shadow.

this woman...

Nangong Jin has been treated by Feng Wuxie, and he can get out of bed these days. His face is still thin, and under the two thick thick eyebrows is a pair of deep peach blossom eyes. Because of his thinness, his eyes look hazy and somewhat State of confusion.

When Feng Wuxie came in, he was sitting on a chair drinking tea, his slender fingers were holding a glass cup, making his joints clear and white as jade.

His frail body was pitiful, and the clothes on his body were loose like a hanger, and it was impossible to see that he was being supported by a person.

Seeing Feng Wuxie, Nangong smiled at her: "Come, please sit down."

Feng Wuxie walked over carelessly, put his fingers on his wrist, the tentacles were cold, his brows frowned, and then he spread out: "The illness is gone like a thread, you have to take care of it."

Nangong Jin nodded with a smile: "What Miss Feng said is true, but I am already content with saving my life."

At this moment, Nan Gongyue brought some refreshments, put them lightly on the table, and said to Feng Wuxie: "I have already told my elder brother about today's matter."

Feng Wuxie didn't expect Nangongyue to move so fast, but when she thought about the current situation in the villa, she was relieved.

"I don't know what the master's plan is?"

Nangong put the glazed cup lightly on the table, picked up a soft towel and wiped her hands, with a faint smile on her face, she looked at Feng Wuxie.

"People are in the rivers and lakes. I can't help myself. I didn't want to get involved in this sword light and blood shadow, but the opponent is pressing every step of the way. If I back down again, won't people look down upon me?"

Feng Wuxie's eyebrows lit up, and her black eyes were shining with brilliance, but her face remained calm, she just lowered her head and sipped the tea in the glass cup, quietly waiting for Nangong Jin's next words.

Seeing that she was procrastinating on purpose, Nangong smiled secretly in his heart. This Feng Wuxie clearly wanted to join hands with Famous Sword Villa, so he hooked up his words, but he stopped talking.

But for this matter, someone has to pierce the window paper, since she didn't say anything, Nangong Jin had no choice but to speak.

"No matter what Miss Feng's plan is, I, Nangong, will go through fire and water, and I will die."

Having said that, if you don't say anything, it would be a bit hypocritical.

Feng Wuxie put the glazed cup on the table, and smiled faintly at Nangong Jin: "Actually, it's good to be the master of Hall Feng."

Nangong Jin frowned, then smiled at her.

If you want to fight back, you must give the enemy the most fatal blow. If you can't kill it with one blow, let the enemy have a chance to counterattack.

What awaits them will be eternal disaster.

Feng Wuxie knew this way, and Nangong Jin also understood, although he didn't tell Feng Wuxie how he was poisoned.

But the answer is there, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it at a glance.

In the following days, the villa was quiet, just like before the storm, but there was a strangeness in the tranquility.

Nangong Jin drank the bitter decoction every day according to Feng Wuxie's request. After drinking it for more than ten days, her body recovered unconsciously.

And many swordsmen in the villa found that the disciples of Xiaoyaomen seemed to have not shown their faces for a long time.

Not only that, but there are many more swordsmen in the village.

All of a sudden, there was an endless stream of cars and horses at the Famous Sword Villa. Swordsmen from all over the world rushed here every day, and it seemed like a gathering.

The owner of the Shaozhuang, Nan Gongjin, seems to be very leisurely, going in and out with that Feng Wuxie every day, either enjoying flowers, swimming in the lake, or throwing a big banquet to have fun with all the swordsmen.

Really smashed a bunch of bachelors with envy.

What is even more enviable is that the ice beauty mentioned in the legend did not resist at all, and an even more exaggerated version circulated that she saw Feng Wuxie come out of the young master's room in the middle of the night.

For a while, rumors were spread all over the city by various versions.

There are those who say that Feng Wuxie's beauty is a disaster, and those who say that the young owner of the famous Sword Villa is obsessed with beauty, you can say anything.

Du Chun sat crookedly on the soft couch, holding a white jade cup in his right hand and a jug in his left hand, looking at Nangong Jinhe Feng Wuxie who was sitting on the first seat with some hatred in his eyes, who were talking and laughing.

Even if it's acting, isn't it too much?

Then he shook his head helplessly, with a wry smile on his lips, Boss, the woman you fancy seems to be about to be abducted by that little boy.

Nan Gongyue's face was reddish, her misty eyes were stained with a bit of drunkenness, she leaned slightly, and leaned against Feng Wuxie's shoulder.

The long hair hanging on one side covered half of his face, his reddish lips parted slightly, his body trembled, and he hiccupped, then he straightened up and said to Feng Wuxie: "This wine is a bit strong Big, miss Feng, eat less."

Then he patted her hand and sat up straight.

Feng Wuxie nodded with a smile, the two of them had no intention of being at the banquet at all, but they had to put on a show because they had been accompanying heroes from various sects for the past few days.

Seeing Feng Wuxie and Nan Gongyue's flirtatious eyes, Du Chun secretly scolded, "Baby face."

But today this little boy is a little different from the past, Nangong Jin is good-looking, everyone knows it, but he doesn't know why.

Du Chun always felt that he was a bit different today, with jade-like skin and picturesque eyes, sitting with a beauty like Feng Wuxie, he was not compared to her, the two seemed to be natural favorites, including All the good things in the world.

Sitting there, beautiful like a painting.

Not knowing what Nangong Jin said was funny again, Feng Wuxie's eyes fell on Du Chun, and he smiled softly.

Du Chun, who came back to his senses, realized that he was so absorbed just now that a trace of saliva dripped from his mouth.

Such an embarrassing scene happened to fall into Nangongyue's eyes, so she told Feng Wuxie about it, so the two laughed.

Du Chun straightened his back unnaturally, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and blushed like a peach: "It's very hot in this hall, I'll go outside to get some air."

The blue clothes fluttered out like a gust of wind, Feng Wuxie looked at Du Chun's fleeing back, and smiled again with Nan Gongyue.

Both of them drank a lot of wine today, the blush on Nangong Yue's face never faded, she stood up crookedly.

Walking out with a little vain footsteps, he turned his head and said to the crowd: "Go ahead, I'll go to the toilet."

In fact, most of the people at the banquet are already too drunk, and few people take Nangong Jin's words seriously.

I don't know if it was because of drunkenness, but Feng Wuxie also felt a little fluttery, knowing that Nangong would like to go out, she just nodded lightly.

The wind outside the corridor was a bit strong, Nan Gongyue was blown awake by the wind as soon as she went out, looked at her body, was stained with wine, and frowned involuntarily.

For a while, the whole manor was quiet, Nangong Yue originally wanted to ask the maid to come over and accompany her to change clothes.

But after thinking about it, his identity is a bit special now, so he waved them back.

The crescent white robe walked quietly along the path, and Nangong Yue was good at martial arts, so there was no sound at all when walking.

When her figure turned around the corner, Du Chun was clinging to the flagon and frowning, looking at Nan Gongyue's back thoughtfully.

The more he looked at this Nangong Jin, the more he was nothing. It's only been a few days and he's become so close to Feng Wuxie. Du Chun gritted his teeth in hatred.

After a while, he quietly followed.

(End of this chapter)