Beast Master Xuannv

crunch--

Que Ye worriedly looked at this thatched hut that seemed to be collapsing. It was estimated that a gust of wind would blow the air from all directions... It is estimated that when it rained, there would be nothing to do with the leaks in front of the house...

The wooden door opened, and a young face who looked a bit like Mr. Bean appeared.

Que Ye looked at this young man vigilantly. He had no demonic aura and was still an ordinary person. He was relieved now, then smiled and said, "Brother, we want to stay with you for a night." The spar dangled in front of the young man's eyes.

The young man's eyes lit up instantly. He didn't know whether it was because he was overjoyed or the reflection of the spar. He quickly took the spar and put it in his mouth to bite.

"All officials, please come in, the humble house is simple, please don't dislike it."

The young man led Que Ye and the others up the stairs. Behind him, Que Ye looked at the young man's face suspiciously. It seemed to be very stiff, with a poker face, except that his eyes would be greedy when he saw spar. In addition to the luminescence, it seems that muscles are pulling nerves when speaking.

The upper floor is very wide, it is a hall, there are no partitions, there are a few simple beds, and it is gloomy, especially seeing an old woman squatting and grinding embroidery needles, the scene is even more gloomy...

Que Ye thought of the woman wearing embroidered shoes in the ghost house, probably this place is not clean either.

"When was this hut built?" Que Ye asked casually.

The young man said smoothly: "The villain's grandfather cut down trees and built it himself. Hey, that old woman is the villain's mother."

"A hundred miles around are barren and covered with yellow sand, so where do you come to cut down the trees?"

"This, the guest officer doesn't know. In the era of the villain's grandfather, there used to be an oasis here, but the drought was too severe, so the oasis disappeared." The young man was talking calmly.

Que Ye looked at Que Yan and said, "Is there such a thing?"

"It seems to be true. It was said by our ancestors that this place was not a barren mountain." Que Yan thought about it for a while.

Everything seems to be reasonable, there is no way to suspect.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the thatch on the roof of the hut, just in time, the back of the old woman's hand was illuminated, the old woman hissed, and retracted her hand in pain. , it should be said to be a mass of rotten meat in the dark...

"I don't know what you can eat here?" Que Ye sat on a bed and looked around.

"There is tea and steamed buns." The young man replied.

"Why does your mother keep grinding embroidery needles there?"

"This..." The young man frowned in embarrassment on his stiff face, as if he couldn't speak, "My mother has lost her mind..."

"Uh, I'm sorry." Que Ye glanced at the old woman again, and felt a little terrified, feeling a little weird, but thinking about the cause of dementia, dementia is equivalent to Alzheimer's disease, her behavior should be considered normal.

Afterwards, the young man brought a plate of hot steamed buns and poured three cups of tea consciously.

"Master and Madam, the journey is hard, let's have a cup of tea!"

Que Yan, two very kind people, hurriedly took the teacup and prepared to drink it politely.

"Father and mother, be careful." Que Ye frowned and reminded.

"Do we cultivators still use dikes to protect ordinary people?" Que Yan disagreed, and drank the tea politely. Drinking saliva is naturally very rare.

Que Ye reluctantly took the last cup of tea from the young man's hand, the light green water exuded a light tea fragrance, foreign object?Can't see it, and then put it on his lips and took a sip.

hiss--

Suddenly felt a tingling pain on the tip of the finger, and after a quick look, it turned out that the tip of the middle finger had shrunk as if dehydrated.

This……

Que Ye hid his hands in his sleeves without leaving any traces. When he took the teacup just now, the tip of his middle finger accidentally touched the young man, and the touch made his fingers dehydrated...

The young man saw with his own eyes that Que Ye and the others drank the tea and ate the steamed buns, and immediately supported the old woman in satisfaction, walked out step by step, and closed the door softly.

From the beginning to the end, no one saw the old woman's face.

Que Ye squinted his eyes halfway, so that the pupils were focused. She wanted to see the old woman's face, but there seemed to be something blocking her from seeing it. Several times, the old woman's face was lifted up--

It was hazy, the eyes seemed to be stung by the strong light, that person's face...

As time passed, Que Ye quietly sat on the bed and meditated. Meditation is also a method of cultivation.

She had forgotten about Bai Ying today, but she was just worried about the safety of her parents, as if she didn't see Bai Ying when she left the palace, did she also encounter an accident?

Forget it, life and death are fates, maybe she will never meet the royal family surnamed Bai in the future, and she will be reincarnated in an ordinary family in the next life, the disputes between the royal family are too bloody, let alone this continent where people kill without blinking an eye.

Looking at the dehydrated and shriveled fingers, which are slowly regaining moisture, it seems that the old and the young are also difficult characters to deal with.

This continent is really not peaceful, it is dangerous to go out, and it is a black shop to stay...

In other words, Que Ye has been targeted since he left the Xuanwu realm.

"Father, mother, be careful later, these two people are weird, be careful." Que Ye opened his closed eyes, but didn't hear Que Yan's answer, and saw that they were already lying on the bed, sleeping quietly and deeply... …

"Falling asleep so quickly? When did you sleep so well?" Que Ye twitched the corner of his mouth, and then he crossed his hands behind his head and lay down slowly. The bed is not firm. If she lay down suddenly, she would be caught A bed will not be able to bear the pressure directly, and it will be crunched and scrapped.

However, something went wrong as soon as I lay down, I didn't notice anything different when I came in just now, but now I lay down and looked at the ceiling, I found something abnormal--

There were several bloody heads hanging from the pitch-black ceiling!

"Naughty animal!" Que Ye yelled loudly, Carp flipped up from the bed stiffly, a golden light flashed in his hand, and the Phantom Spirit Sword slashed bloodthirstyly.

The simple hut was instantly shaken to pieces by the sword energy, and the golden energy gang was brilliant in the sky.

Que Yan and the others didn't fall asleep naturally, but were drugged!

Leaning on the blade of the sword, Que Ye felt that his legs were weakening, his vision was getting blurred, and his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Can't pass out!

Que Ye's heart skipped a beat, he pulled out the dagger from his boots and stabbed it into his thigh. The clear pain made his drowsy brain wake up a lot.

"Jie Jie..." Two nondescript figures flew over like lightning, standing ten meters in front of Que Ye.

"It seems that drugging her is a wrong move." The seductive voice of a girl came from the mouth of the person who played the role of the old woman just now, with a face showing the true face of Lushan——