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Chapter 581 You Are Fuer
Lord Jian waited for the door to close, and after the man left, he sat there quietly drinking tea.

Fusang and Lianqiao lay there, holding their breath and concentrating, and at the same time they held the ropes in their hands.

After a while, you, Prince Jian, slowly turned around.

He got up and looked between the two of them first, then squatted down, and muttered to himself with his chin in one hand.

"I didn't expect Dongxuan Country to meet such a thing in any teahouse, and this figure is not bad."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to caress Forsythia's neck, and then chuckled, "It really is the cleanest little thing."

After a while, his eyes fell on Fusang, and after just one glance, his eyes stopped.

"There seems to be something wrong with this one here." Lord Jian kept staring at Fusang, and finally looked at it from top to bottom, wondering if he was thinking too much.

This body is somewhat familiar.

However, he has read so many girls that he couldn't remember them all for a while, and he was also thinking that he might have made a mistake in his memory.

After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and hugged Lianqiao by the waist to the tavern, and then he looked at it with satisfaction before walking towards Fusang.

The moment he turned around, the people on the collapsed house moved.

As he walked towards Fusang, he was thinking of a new way to play, but the person in front of him just approached, but his neck was icy cold.

What's wrong with that person?

This was the first thing Prince Jian thought of.

"Who are you?" He swallowed his saliva and asked, and at the same time looked around, thinking of seizing the opportunity to call his entourage in, or ask the people from Yiren Pavilion to rescue him.

Forsythia casually tapped his acupoints, but Lord Jian suddenly smiled, but at this moment the person behind sprinkled something on his neck again, it was hot and cool.

"What did you put on me?" Lord Jian yelled at Lianqiao.

Lian Qiao put down her long sword and said with a sneer, "I heard that you can relieve acupoints, how can you do it if you don't prepare more."

As she spoke, Lian Qiao looked at Fusang who was still lying there, and said with a sinking heart, "Fusang, don't you want to do it?"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Lord Jian looked at the person lying on the ground again.

Fuso?He didn't know what Fusang was.

But the words said by the person behind it also proved that Fusang and him have a relatively large enmity.

At this time, Fusang got up slowly while supporting the ground, but she didn't turn her head, she turned her back to Lord Jian, even Lianqiao couldn't see Fusang's expression clearly.

"Who are you?" Prince Jian frowned as he looked at the person whose back was facing him.

Fusang would sneer now, "I'm the one who came to take your life."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Prince Jian had goosebumps all over his body. He gasped for breath, and asked in disbelief, "Are you Fu'er?"

Fusang's hand trembled slightly, then he picked up the long sword and turned around, the long sword was facing Lord Jian's neck.

Facing Fusang's face, Lord Jian said intently, "No, Fu'er doesn't look like this, Fu'er is much more beautiful."

At this time, Lord Jian was still teasing, Fusang's heart turned cold, and the long sword drew a bloodstain on his neck.

Beads of blood dripped down from his neck, he stopped smiling, looked up at Fusang, and said coldly, "You are Fu'er, this voice is Fu'er."

This time his tone was affirmative.

(End of this chapter)