Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

But all men, no matter how beautiful they are, will still see the shadows that belong to men. But this man is different, not to say that he is Like a woman, strictly speaking, there is no shadow of any woman on his body. If he wants to say something, he gives people the kind of male and female, gentle and seductive, just in the gray zone, the same enchanting, with Zeng Shaoqing. Pseudo-devils have a decisive difference.

"Go."

Taking back his attention, Ling Jingxuan turned decisively and did not mean anything. He’s here to pick his men, not to appreciate the enchanting, some people, born to be kings, never surrender to others, such as He himself, for example, the enchanting, is not the person he wants, he is not in the mood to take care of him.

“Hey?” The enchanting phoenix that leans against the door is flashing, and the taste is more intense. This little guy is really more interesting than he thought.

Before crossing him, Yan Ruirui looked at him thoughtfully. I don't know why. He always felt like he had heard such a character. He couldn't think of it for a while. Ling Jingxuan didn't notice his abnormality. But there is no inquiry. Some things are actually obvious. Asking and not asking the results are the same.

With the first two battles, the latter will be much smoother. These heavy criminals know that they have a few pounds and two weights on weekdays. Even Li Ruhong and Qin Muyan are not his opponents. They naturally also It is impossible to beat him, but anyone who was named by Ling Jingxuan basically accepted his invitation and surrendered to him. Occasionally, one or two will not be convinced, but directly let Ling Jingxuan play without temper, and finally He followed him, the enchanting, and always followed them all the way.

"This is the end?" At the end of the cell, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows to look at Yan Ruirui. The Tiancheng prison in Beijing is not so powerful. It is just a cell. If it is not a special chain, these wild people cannot be locked.

"What is your cell? Most of the heavy criminals have been in the autumn, and 18 people are almost enough?"

He smirked his fingers on his forehead, and Yan Ruirui’s favorite words, those left behind, are mostly leftovers, have been ignored, have life imprisonment, and are useful for some people. However, because they could not be tame and temporarily lost here, some people even have an identity background, and they are imprisoned for some reason.

"Well, it will be almost."

The line of sight crossed him and looked behind him. Almost all of the men who had the smell of the beast, Ling Jingxuan nodded, and the sights swept to the enchanting sorrow that always followed the sword. The eyebrows were unrecognizable: "You are going to follow Go on?"

The sound passed through the air, although not big, but he believes that with the man's effort, I can certainly hear it.

"There is that plan."

If there is a nod, the man's mouth is soaked and laughed, step by step toward him, the prisoners in the middle unconsciously let go of the body, clearly wearing a prison uniform, giving the impression that it is like a king, feeling Specially surprised, when he was about to arrive in front of them, Yan Ruirui did not look at the body of Ling Jingxuan, he always felt that the man was very dangerous.

"I want to move him. He is a dead body."

A faint sweep of his eyes, the man calmly told the truth, so far, no one who has been eyeing him can escape.

"You can try."

Domineering one stop ahead, Yan Yanrui, who is half a head taller than him, sneaked at him with sneer. Perhaps this man’s feeling is really dangerous, but it is not enough to constitute his fear. He has been standing at the top for many years, why Anyone?

"I am not interested in killing you, isn't it tired to fight and kill?"

Obviously, he was the first to provoke, but the man said that he had a natural appearance. The phoenix trail of the hooked man crossed over to him and looked at Ling Jingxuan: "Little guy, take me."

what? Some people in the place can't help but wonder if they have got it wrong. How can someone who asks for someone else be more powerful than the owner? Moreover, his one-handed shots give people a dangerous feeling, but it is absolutely impossible to promise him if he is not a bubble.

"Say me the reason I have to take your part."

Pulling Yan Weirui, who is obviously intolerant, Ling Jingxuan stepped forward. The same tempting Dan Feng eye looked at him without hesitation. At first he said that they are the same kind, and the fact is indeed like that. ? A mountain can not tolerate two tigers, or is it the same sex? The **** here is not their gender, but their personality. So, how does he think he will promise to take him? "I can help you kill anyone you want to kill."

Killing people, speaking from his mouth is like eating casually, but Ling Jingxuan smiled: "They can, I don't think this is your advantage."

"Some people, they can't kill, you are not convenient."

The eyes are slightly stunned, and the man has no intention of giving up. There is still absolute confidence in the eyebrows.

"For me, there is never a saying that is inconvenient. Only I don’t want to, I don’t want to be different, and leave!"

I am too lazy to talk nonsense with him. Ling Jingxuan wants to leave, the man's shot, but Yan Ruirui's action is faster than him. He grabbed the right hand against the Ling Jingxuan face attacking the front, and Feng Xiao climbed the evil spirit, and the man was covered. The gas surged and suddenly shook his hand. The slender and flexible body fluttered in a round, and the right-handed eagle-clawed hand grabbed Ling Jingxuan again. The sound of the air broke out, and Yan Yurui poured his infuriating fist into him, forcing him. He had to take back his hand. In this short space, no one noticed that Ling Jingxuan’s sleeves waved, and a colorless and odorless powder floated out.

"poison?"

However, the strength of the man is not forced to install it. Almost instantaneously, he noticed the difference. The right hand gently waved and the body quickly retreated. Ling Jingxuan threw a small porcelain bottle to the injured person: "One person one One."

"Yes"

The body has gradually become weak and fierce. Li Ruhong is shocked and at the same time steadily uses the porcelain bottle. When the pill is thrown into the mouth, the strength of the whole body is back. Seeing that others are looking forward to him, Li Ruhong has no time to be surprised and move quickly. The pills were distributed, Ling Jingxuan’s poison was quick, and the antidote was naturally the same. The people who were accidentally injured quickly returned to normal.

"Now, I only need a small silver needle to take your life."

Going with Yan Ruirui, although I have escaped most of the toxic powder, I still can't avoid the trick. The body is gradually soft, but in front of the man who is still unpredictable, Ling Jingxuan’s face is smeared with a sinister smile. The reason why he didn’t want him Life, just because he didn’t have any murderousness when he attacked him. In other words, he was just teasing him. He didn’t have bloodthirsty until he had nothing to kill. Of course, if he continued to entangle, he would not Guarantee that the next poison will not only make his body soft.

"Oh... you won't! Little guy, I said, we are the same kind, you won't kill me, at least not now."

Even if he is in a disadvantage, the man is still full of confidence, but his poison is to make his eyes more interesting.

"Let's say, why must you follow me."

Killing and not killing is nothing more than a thought for him.

"No, you are very interesting. It is very interesting that your man is unhappy. I have enough to stay in Dungeon. It is time to change the environment."

The man said that the wind is light and light, it seems that he is really like he said, perhaps, it is also mixed with some authenticity, but Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan who does not believe it is, from the point that he said that Yan Ruirui is killing God, you can see Out, he knows his identity, a enchanting singer who seems to be both evil and sinister. Knowing that they are royals and following them, how can they be unusual? "your name."

Unexpectedly, Ling Jingxuan did not dismantle him. It seems that there is still the meaning of Songkou. Yan Ruirui’s frowning, he turned his head and looked at his side face. After all, he said nothing, no matter what his wife did. He is unconditionally conniving, this is his love for him.

"Dancing Yang, Xue Wuyang!" Men are not only enchanting, but even their names? ? Ok, Ling Jingxuan has no power to vomit.

"If you can catch up with me before I return home, I will take you temporarily."

When he left, Ling Jingxuan only left such a meaningful sentence. After everyone passed over him, Xue Wuyang’s evil smile, the fingers hanging on his side slowly gathered, and the forehead was covered with sweat. The finger is like a rigid one. There is no way to hold it tightly until it is? ?

"what!"

"bump"

About a quarter of an hour later, there was a loud noise in the depths of the Tianmong. The buildings around Xuewuyang were basically destroyed. The hands hanging on the side of the body clenched into fists, and the sweaty face climbed a touch of evil. One second, the slender and slender figure disappeared in the same place as the ghost. The prisoners in the nearby cell could not return to God for a long time. Xue Wuyang is notoriously a big devil.

"The Western Kingdom Ghost Hall Saint."

Going out of the dungeon and seeing Yan Yi and Yan Si, who stood in front of several carriages, Yan Ruirui finally thought about it. Where did he hear the name Xue Wuyang? Some people have rivers and lakes, rivers and lakes, and it’s a group of people. With a bit of hard work and a dislike of the place where the people bound by the court gathered, Xue Wuyang is undoubtedly one of the representative figures of the Western countries. When he annihilated the rivers and lakes where Yan Wei was located, he once heard of the Western Kingdom’s Ghost Hall. The name of Xue Wuyang, it is said that the ghost temple of the Western Kingdom is undoubtedly another dynasty hidden in the dark. The simple metaphor is that the Western kingdom is light, and the ghost temple is the shadow. As the ghost temple, the Xuewuyang is another. A form of Western emperor.

"Western countries?" Will the people of the West go to their youth in the Tiangong prison? Before getting on the bus, Ling Jingxuan, who heard what he said, couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows. “The Lord saw the Ghost Hall?”

The Yan wing that greeted us frowned, and the big devil was in the dungeon? "Well, go back and say."

A glimpse of the spies who thought they were hiding well. In fact, the spies who had already been exposed, Yan Yurui helped Ling Jingxuan to cross the carriage, and the others also took different carriages.

"Wang Hao moves so fast, I almost have to walk to the palace."

Just as the carriage was ready to turn around and the horse head left, the carriage curtain of Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan fluttered in the air. The next second, there was already one more person in the carriage. Oh, no, it should be a enchanting one.

"Master?" The outside of the carriage echoed the voices of Yan Yi and Yan Si. Everything happened just too fast. They couldn’t stop it.

"No problem, go back to the government."

Yan Ruirui’s voice is still calm, with absolutely unquestionable orders, but he can’t look good in the carriage. This Xue Wuyang, once again challenging his bottom line, really thought he didn’t dare to kill him. ? "Hey?? Your man is really more and more horrible, I am still far from you."

Said, Xue Wuyang really retired to the carriage, sitting there to adjust himself, Ling Jingxuan reached out to hold Yan Ruirui's hand, quietly comforted him, Rui Rui stood up at the top of the year, basically few people dare to challenge his authority, This Xue Wuyang is an alternative, and he is again and again, and it is no wonder that he will be upset, Xue Wuyang's kind of temper, it is estimated that few people can stand it.