Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

Watching the man in Tsing Yi walk out of the room and close the door, you look at me and I look at you. /first/post www>

"Who is he, who do you know?"

Qingfeng couldn't help opening his mouth, but he had never seen this man before.

"I don't know, but the movement of him holding his head is so gentle and caring."

"Looking at him, it seems right >

"I know who he is."

Shui Qianjue stood up and glanced at Luo Liuling. He just touched the sleeping points on her body, just because he didn't want her to feel pain.

This man in Tsing Yi is him, unexpectedly he came back again.

"Ah!" Luo Liuling woke up leisurely, and beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead again.

Looks like the injury on the left shoulder is serious.

"Xiao Taotao, hurry up and apply the needle, I don't know if that person has poison in his hands." Qingfeng called anxiously.

Taotao quickly got the golden needle, inserted it into Luo Liuling's acupuncture point a few times, took out another pill, glanced at Qingfeng and the others, and nodded when they saw Qingfeng, and fed it to Luo Liuling. She calmed down slowly, her eyes were closed, her lips were tightly pursed, beads of sweat were still oozing from her forehead, her beautiful face was bloodless, tired and painful...but she finally fell asleep.

"Not poisoned?" Taotao turned her head and said to the worried people.

"By the way, this matter is finally resolved."

"No, this matter is not serious yet." Qingfeng took a deep breath and said.

"Let's not disturb the head here, Xiao Taotao, you stay and take care of the head, if the head wakes up, remember to call us."

"En." Taotao nodded and said softly.

Everyone looked at Taotao again, and walked out gently, leaving only Taotao sitting on the bedside.

In the courtyard, a black-clothed man with a black scarf on his face stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes gleaming with evil spirits seemed to be lost in thought, staring at the empty place in front of him.

"You gave this to me, right?" The man in Tsing Yi quietly came behind the flute player, took out a note from his pocket, held it in front of the flute player, and said with a magnetic voice. Said lightly, his deep eyes flashed clearly.

A smile flashed in the eyes of the flute player, he reached out to take the note, and unfolded it, it read: "The master is in trouble." When he held it hard in his hand, the note immediately melted into ashes.

"Aofeng has seen the prince."

"It really is you, Aofeng." The man in Tsing Yi evoked a smile, and said lightly, his eyes flashed with complexity.

"Aofeng, why did you appear here and become that person's subordinate?" The man in Tsing Yi stared at Aofeng's familiar face with deep eyes, and asked lightly. [

"I was caught by that man when I was carrying out the mission of the master. He saw that I was good at skills and that I was under the master's command, so he took control of me."

He spoke calmly, but Ye Wushang naturally knew that this matter was definitely not as easy as he said, he must have suffered a lot, suffered a lot, and his face looked the same as before. some changes.

That's right, Ye Wushang is the man in Tsing Yi, and now his face has been changed, an ordinary appearance.

Seeing Ye Wushang staring at his face all the time, Aofeng smiled and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, it's Chi Yan who gave me a lot of medicine in order to control me."

He said it easily, but in fact the suffering he suffered was really beyond words.

"Aofeng, it's really hard work for you." Ye Wushang sighed slightly, and said lightly.