Abandoned and Reborn: The Concubine's Revenge Journal

"Aren't you afraid of being embarrassing?" The old woman held the silk thread with one hand, and couldn't help laughing, even if a concubine was used for self-defense, what kind of thing could it be, but it was just such a thread.

Ye Qingmei's eyes turned cold, and suddenly, the silk thread that the old woman was holding exploded, and the old woman hurriedly let go of the thread, looking at the dots of blood in her hands, she couldn't help but He glanced at Ye Qingmei.

"This little poison can't do anything to me!" The old woman stood up straight, took out a porcelain bottle, and hurriedly swallowed a pill that could cure all poisons.

Yang Yuqiong had long been terrified and hid behind that old woman, although she firmly believed that Ye Qingmei couldn't do anything to her?But he didn't dare to take such a risk, his life was much more important.

Ye Qingmei gave Ye Qingqiao a look of peace and calmness, and stood up slowly. At that moment, she seemed to be the center of the world, and the burning firewood not far away reflected her beautiful face. The quiet power contained in the face and those eyes also began to wake up bit by bit.

She didn't want to get a trace of blood on her hands, so she has been holding back until now, hiding it, in order to hit it in one fell swoop, especially since Yang Yuqiong is familiar with tricks, otherwise she wouldn't think about it. Come up with such a way.

Due to the collapse of the Guanyin Hall, the three of them disappeared together, and no one could possibly suspect her.

Just waiting for a certain day, she will appear in front of everyone with the seriously injured Ye Qingqiao, and she... just died of an accident.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingmei's face was dyed with a frightening light, that kind of light was like a phoenix born from the blood, every smile and frown exuded an incomparably shocking power.

"This is not an ordinary poison. This is a poison that must be passed on in the Ghost Pavilion. Madam Qian, as a member of the Ghost Pavilion, you should know the circumstances under which this poison is used?"

Ye Qingmei's voice was very soft, very soft, and it was mixed with the sound of burning firewood and boiling meat in a cauldron, but Madam Qian could still hear Ye Qingmei's sound like cracking ice from that voice, It was light and shallow, but instantly turned into countless ice fragments and pierced into her heart.

"How is this possible?" Mrs. Qian was extremely shocked that Ye Qingmei knew her name. You know, even in the ghost pavilion where capable people come forth in large numbers, there are not many people who know her name. How can she be a boudoir? Learned? "who are you?"

Everyone who enters the ghost pavilion has his own secret, and only the owner of the ghost pavilion knows that secret. Could it be that she is the owner of the ghost pavilion?

This is impossible?The owner of the ghost pavilion is obviously dressed in black, wearing a silver-white mask, and his methods are vicious. Judging from his figure, it is impossible for him to be the one in front of him.

"Who am I? The one behind you knows best." Ye Qingmei paced slowly and walked in front of Madam Qian, "Think carefully, do you want to live or die?!"

"Who the hell are you?" Madam Qian's hand holding the silver thread has lost consciousness. No matter how surprised she was, it was impossible for her to show a trace of stage fright in front of Ye Qingmei. She is a ghost after all. The people in the pavilion are also much older than Ye Qingmei, how could they lose their position because of a few words from a yellow-haired girl. "Is it because you are so frightened that you pretend to be mysterious?"