Cat Lord is ready to be captured

Chapter 270 018 Unraveling the Poison of the Nightmare Flower
"I don't want to write anything, it's very sad, I can't help myself!"

——Excerpt from "Peach Blossom Princess Handbook"

Chu Lihua sat on the jade dragon chair in the main hall, with one foot casually resting on the desk, she lay back slightly, raised her head, and said in a lazy voice, "Bring it up."

The banshee was tied up with a silver chain, pushed and shoved into the hall, plopped down on her knees, trembling: "My lord, my lord."

Chu Lihua put up one leg, propped her elbow on her knee casually, and glanced at the banshee on the ground: "Who ordered you?"

The voice is lazy, slow, but domineering.

The banshee who fell on the ground was trembling all over, and she staggered back: "No, no one ordered the slave, the slave wanted, wanted to be honored... the honor is favored by the honor, so I made this bad plan."

She didn't dare to raise her head, lying on the ground with a slim figure.

This banshee was originally a servant of the tea palace of Longze Palace, and she is usually honest and responsible, with a very outstanding appearance, but he has no impression of this banshee.

"Then where did you come from, Nightmare Flower?"

When she heard it, she trembled even more, and broke out in a cold sweat with fear: "Your Majesty clearly checked, I really didn't know that it was the Nightmare Flower. I bought it from a doctor on the street and thought it was just an ordinary love potion." "The banshee knelt down and kowtowed, "I know I'm wrong, please forgive me, please forgive me, please——"

Lihua couldn't bear it: "Pick out the bones of the demon and lock him into the demon-killing platform."

These 50-year-old spider demons would basically have no way out after picking out the bones of the demons. If they were then locked into the demon-killing platform and burned with red fire and silver fire, there would be no scum left.

Restless self-defense, this is the end, this banshee is not the first to try to fly up the branches, and naturally she will not be the last.

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life..."

The big demon Chengming stepped forward and dragged him down, but the banshee was still screaming and begging, and it took a long time for her voice to stop.

"Your honor."

The woman with men's hair and hair went into the hall, knelt down to pay homage, and said: "Lian Qingjiao is not strict, please punish me."

The banshee who served the tea belonged to Sigongying, and was under Lianqing's jurisdiction. She was in her position, and she was indeed to blame.

Lihua leaned against the back of the chair, did not raise her eyes, her voice was dry, with an unaware coldness: "Nine ways of killing monsters, go and receive the punishment yourself."

Lian Qing bowed his head and took the order: "Yes."

After a while, Lihua raised her eyelids, her eyes looked clean, and her tone was lazy and tired: "From now on, no female demons are allowed to enter Longze Palace." After a slight pause, he closed his eyes, "Including you."

A moment of silence.

Lian Qing replied in a deep voice: "Lian Qing obeys."

"Go back."

After the word cold and cold, he didn't bother to speak again, closed his eyes and concentrated, his whole body was full of alienation and indifference that strangers should not get close to.

A boy under the age of 14, who is king of the world, seems to be hostile and indifferent to everything in the outside world. He sits alone on a dragon chair, with an innate demeanor of an emperor, as well as an arrogance and desolation that is unbearably high.

This is the demon king of Beiying, the sovereign of the world in his own right.

Lian Qing was fascinated, and after a while, she lowered her eyes calmly and exited the hall. Outside the hall, her elder brother Lian Xiao walked towards her.

He hooked the corner of his mouth, walked to Lian Qing's side, lowered his voice, and said with a lot of playfulness and teasing: "Nine Dao Demon Killing Locks, Your Majesty really doesn't spare the slightest sympathy."

Knowing so quickly, the news is well-informed.

Lian Qing has always been expressionless: "Your Majesty has always been like this, never favoritism."

Lian Xiao laughed lightly, the corners of his eyes narrowed, and a playful smile overflowed: "My good sister, he has no personal affection for you."

Her quiet eyes sharpened sharply, and she whispered, "You don't need to say it."

Lian Xiao was not angry when he was yelled at, and he smiled very unscrupulously, sycophanticly, with a half-true tone: "I am afraid that you will be so fascinated by the demon king of Chu that you will forget how much you weigh and what your surname is." Who's the name."

It's also like a reminder, or a mockery, as if there is something in the words.

Lianqing snorted softly: "Just take care of yourself." She strayed over and walked over, and when she rubbed shoulders, she said coldly, "I want to be a banshee in the future, go out and do it, don't mess around in Dayang Palace , I will no longer turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye.”

Lian Xiao spread his hands, looking generous, dandy and unscrupulous: "The banshee of the Dayang Palace is just what you want, so that no one will compete with you for superiority." With his hands behind his back, he seemed to be playful. He said calmly, "But there should be no more in the future. Your nine demon-slaying locks are really worth it. You can drive all the banshees out of Longze Palace at once, and you will never have any future troubles."

Lian Qing turned her head and shouted, "Enough!"

"Turned into anger?" Lian Xiao cupped his hands to make an apology, and smiled unscrupulously, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything, as long as you have a sense of proportion."

She snorted, turned and left.

Lian Xiao pursed his lips and smiled, his younger sister was really fascinated.

After being in a coma for two days and two nights, Taohua woke up.

It was ten o'clock at noon, the sun was shining, she opened her eyes, was stung by the strong light, then closed them immediately, frowned, rubbed her eyes with her hands, and then squinted to look at it, feeling dizzy , and some are not sober.

When Lihua heard the sound, she put down the file in her hand, sat on the side of the bed, and asked softly, "Are you awake?"

Tao Hua buried her head in the pillow and rubbed it, and called hoarsely: "Brother."

"Is it still uncomfortable?" He touched her head, and it was no longer burning, and the intermittent low fever had come down.

The sickly little girl lay listlessly, pitifully, complaining of thirst.

Lihua poured her a glass of warm water, and she drank it in a few gulps, smacked her dumb mouth, and licked the chapped corner of her mouth: "I want more."

He poured her another cup, and she drank it gulpfully, thirsty.

Lihua straightened her messy hair: "Drink slowly."

She smiled, grinning a small canine tooth, she was more energetic, her eyes sparkled, she gave the cup to Lihua and lay back, afraid of the cold, she burrowed into the quilt, feeling a little tired.

"What's wrong with me? Why did you go back to Dayang Palace? I remember I went to listen to the Rongjing."

Li Hua paused for a moment with the hand that was putting the cup, and then returned to normal color without any trace: "What do you still remember?"

Tao Hua shook her head, a pair of sparkling eyeballs looked like a confused fawn, her head was as dizzy as muddy, she only remembered going to the listening environment, and had no impression of the rest.

Li Hua's tone was normal, and she said eloquently: "You are listening to the cold, and you have a low-grade fever, so my brother brought you back."

She is still young, with a clean and pure temperament, and he doesn't want her to know about the Nightmare Flower.

Taohua believed in her brother's words. She was still sick just now, but she suddenly got excited, her eyes filled with anticipation: "Where is Qingqing? I have a fever, did he take care of me all night? Did he feel distressed? Did he miss me? "

Speaking of the old phoenix, the little girl was elated, her headache stopped hurting, and her spirits improved, which was more effective than a panacea.

Lihua couldn't help laughing, pinched Taohua's little face: "Who taught you, you shameless little girl."

She patted her chest, but she was excited, and said with great enthusiasm: "I am self-taught! Your sister is smart, right?"

Cleverness is cleverness, but it's too single-minded, and it's all tied to that old Phoenix.Lihua scratched her sister's nose: "You've been fooling around again, this time you even threw away the plum blossom cake, what should you do if something goes wrong?"

Plum Blossom Crisp is not a bird or beast, and its demon skills are considered top among monsters of the same age. Only the teleportation demon technique is inferior to Peach Blossom. Peach Blossom, who is half-hearted in Fadu, really put in a lot of hard work in teleporting in order to meet the old Phoenix.

The little girl didn't take it seriously: "I went to listen to the environment, how could something happen." Her tone was very proud, and she said with high spirits, "My Qingqing is so powerful." Speaking of Fengqing, her eyes are bright.

Lihua didn't want to mention the old phoenix at all, and always felt that her sister had suffered a huge loss.

"Where are father and mother? Has my teacher, Qingqing, come back?" The little girl looked eagerly, excitedly looking forward to it.

Lihua couldn't bear to spoil her interest, so she was silent for a long time.

"elder brother?"

He had no choice but to say: "Grandfather has an old illness and is not in good health. Father and mother have gone to the human race." Pausing for a moment, he couldn't bear to see her disappointed, and said in a low voice, "I heard that the teacher's reply from Rongjing has been sent. "

She hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Did Qingqing accept me?"

Lihua shook her head: "The apprentice ceremony has been returned."

A pair of bright and clear eyes suddenly dimmed: "Why? Did he say why?"

He still shook his head.

Taohua bit her lip, drooped her head and said nothing, as if the eggplant was wilted by frost, she raised her head after a long while, and begged softly: "Brother, can you send me to listen to the environment? Taohua is sick and has no energy , can’t use teleportation.”

Li Hua coaxed: "Peach Blossom, be good, I will go when you are well."

She immediately shook her head, very firm: "No, brother, I want to see Qingqing right now."

He had no choice but to take her to listen to the environment.

However, Taohua didn't see Fengqing, and heard that Rong Xiaozhu had set up a barrier, she couldn't get in, but she refused to leave, no matter how her brother coaxed her, she just didn't leave, she stood stubbornly in the snow and waited, Lihua held up an umbrella to shield her from the wind and snow.

For half an hour, the peach blossoms were not put in.

Seeing that Yu Xin couldn't bear it, Ming Gu went into the house, ready to intercede for the little princess, and said good things, but he didn't dare to be too obvious, and made side-stepping remarks.

Ming Gu said: "His Royal Highness Taohua is still standing outside."

The Yaozun didn't make a sound, and was reading a Buddhist scripture without raising his head, showing no expression at all.

Ming Gu said again: "The snow is getting bigger and bigger. Your Highness is still seriously ill. If you catch the cold, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it anymore."

The Yaozun frowned.

Well, the Buddhist scriptures haven't been turned over for a long time, so I should have listened to them.
Ming Gu continued to work hard, continued to have a hit or miss, and babbled: "Your Highness is still young and doesn't understand human affairs, what did she do wrong, Yaozun, don't bother with her, just give her a few reprimands." He looked carefully Look, after watching her words and demeanor, she tentatively asked, "Look, do you want her to-" come in first.

Before she finished speaking, Feng Qing suddenly raised her head, and raised her voice coldly: "Have you said enough?"

Not good, angry!

Naruto shivered and shrank his neck: "Enough, enough."

Feng Qing shouted in a deep voice: "Get out!"

Ming Gu rubbed his nose, turned around reluctantly, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: Hmph, I don't believe you have a hard heart, let's see how long you can bear it!
As soon as Ming Gu pushed open the door, before the wind from outside the house had time to blow in, there was a gust of wind blowing by his ears, from the inside to the outside, it felt chilly!
He shook his goosebumps, turned his head, and sure enough, the Buddhist scriptures were thrown on the ground alone, and there was no one left. He stretched his neck and looked out. Sure enough, there was no footsteps left, and the old man Yaozun stood in front of the little princess.

The corners of Ming Gu's mouth twitched: "..." Humph!The dead duck has a hard mouth!

The snow outside was falling fiercely, falling like goose feathers in pieces.

Lihua stuffed the oil-paper umbrella into the hands of his little girl, gave Fengqing a cold look, slapped her cheeks and turned to avoid it in displeasure.

Feng Qing said: "Go back."

Lihua paused, took a deep breath, and resisted the urge to go forward to a duel, shuffling, and quickly avoided, otherwise he might not be able to help but tie up the old phoenix and give it to her sister When a mount.

Taohua was carrying the umbrella, her exposed hands were already red from the cold, she stood there for a long time without moving, her boots sank into the snow, her nose and eyes were red, she shook her head stubbornly: "I won't go back." She was angry again Wronged again, she pouted her lips and glared at Fengqing with her beautiful eyes, "If I go back, Qingqing, will you never talk to me again?"

Feng Qing didn't speak, nor looked at her.

He had never been so indifferent to her before, Tao Hua was a little flustered, she couldn't get angry, and asked in a low voice: "Are you angry with me?"

He didn't answer, and looked down at the snow on the ground, his eyes fell on the woman's snow-wet skirt.

She asked again: "Why don't you want me to be your disciple?" The voice had a strong nasal voice, with a crying tone, and asked cautiously and uncertainly, like a child who has been wronged but dare not speak, and asked him, "Yes?" Didn't I do something wrong?"

Feng Qing remained silent.

When he didn't speak, Tao Hua was very scared, her mind was in a mess and she couldn't find her way, and she didn't dare to make jokes anymore, she stood upright obediently, and said in a flattering tone: "Qingqing, tell me what I did wrong, I will change it."

She likes him so much, and she wants to give him a phoenix, and she will be with her for a long, long time, so no matter how angry he is, she will not quit.

In fact... she was almost frozen to death!

Feng Qing raised her head without looking into her eyes: "Go back."

Still these three words, the tone is flat, no emotion can be heard.

She was so aggrieved, her eyes rolled, and tears glistened: "Qingqing, don't you like peach blossoms?" She took a step forward, and was bounced back by the barrier again, so sad that tears came out, He said in a muffled voice, "You don't even look at me."

He looked up and looked at her.

A small person, thin, the umbrella in his hand was thrown to the ground at some point, a thin layer of white snow fell on his black hair, and a layer on his eyelashes, blinking like a fluffy Two small semi-circular fans, a pair of big black eyes are embedded under the eyelashes, watery and misty, nose and face are red, only the lips are pale, probably shivering from the cold, her shoulders trembled Trembling.

This little guy is here to beat him!
Feng Qing suppressed the soreness in her heart, her voice could not be softer, and patiently coaxed: "Hey, go home first." Wait until he clears it up, wait for him to look at this little face calmly, wait for him to tell the story of that night. Suppress the evil fire, wait for him...

Taohua didn't move at all, she gritted her teeth, she didn't leave, she didn't cry, she was extremely stubborn.

Feng Qing calmed down, took a deep breath, and muttered: "You are not wrong, I am the one who was wrong."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, and something flashed in his mind, it was that night, his catastrophe, the catastrophe he did not survive.

The messy woman's dress and the girl's beautiful body soaked in the water all came into his eyes.

The girl leaned against the side of the bathtub, raised her jaw slightly, exposing her delicate collarbone, and whispered softly.

"Qingqing...I'm hot." She said.

Vague, she lost consciousness and couldn't speak clearly, but he could hear and see clearly.

He almost trembled his hands, waved his sleeves hastily, closed the doors and windows, covered the illuminated jade, and the room was suddenly dark.

He turned sideways and asked, "Can you still get up?"

The voice was a little hurried, with a trembling that was unfamiliar to him.

But the little girl in the bathtub didn't realize it at all, and kept calling his name, "Qingqing" in a muffled voice.

When she called him, with undisguised nostalgia, Wu Nong spoke softly, with the softness of cardamom age, like fluffy feathers passing by.

"Qingqing."

"Qingqing..."

It seems that he is completely unconscious, that's all.

Feng Qing hesitated for a long time, turned her eyes away, took a step forward, and slowly stretched out her hand.

The little girl in the bathtub grabbed his hand almost immediately, leaned over, and instinctively intercepted the coolness from his body.He pulled off the outer robe on the screen, wrapped her in a random way, tried to avoid touching her, carried her back to the couch, pulled off the quilt, and covered her all at once.He then withdrew the hand that was wrapped around the little girl's waist, but was grabbed.

"Qingqing." The person in the quilt murmured unconsciously.

Feng Qing leaned over and leaned over to listen: "Huh?"

She cried in a low voice: "Peach blossoms are uncomfortable." He held his hand and moved it randomly.

Feng Qing froze for a moment, and lightly reprimanded: "Lie down." He tried his best to coax, "Hey, don't move."

The little guy really didn't move, but big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his bright red lips murmured his name unconsciously: "Qingqing..."

Feng Qing pulled her hand away, felt the pulse of her bright wrist, was startled for a moment, her eyes suddenly sank, covered with a layer of twilight mist.

It was the Nightmare Flower Poison...

He immediately got up, rummaged in the cabinet, took a medicine bottle, returned to the bed, and fed one to her mouth.

"Hey, swallow it."

The little girl was very obedient, she swallowed it, and even licked the corners of her dry mouth, the medicine soon took effect, her breathing gradually calmed down, and she slept obediently under the quilt, Feng Qing stayed by her side, However, after she stopped for a while, she began to struggle and twist again, screaming for heat, kicking off the quilt, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her neck, and she hummed unconsciously.

"Qingqing."

"Qingqing."

"Qingqing..."

Every sound is like a claw scratching Feng Qing's heart, grinding tightly.He was a little at a loss, and felt sorry for the little girl. He wiped the sweat off her face with his sleeve, and asked softly, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

She nodded: "Yeah." She couldn't open her eyes, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and shouted back and forth, "Qingqing, I feel bad."

After all, the poison of Nightmare Flower is too strong, even monsters can't suppress it, let alone she is a human race.

Feng Qing pondered for a moment, pinned down her restlessly twisted shoulder, possessed her body, and pressed her lips against hers, ingesting the poison of the Nightmare Flower in her body bit by bit and transferred it to herself.

After that, it was all messed up...

It was already hard to tell whether it was the poison of the Nightmare Flower, who was poisoned, and who was unconscious.

"Qingqing...Qingqing."

She closed her eyes tightly and kept shouting, restless, trembling, her voice soft and childish.

Feng Qing has excellent eyesight, even in the dark, she can see clearly. The girl in his arms has red marks on her fair neck.

He stepped back abruptly, fell to sit on the bed, and suddenly woke up.

He took a deep breath, got up, pulled off the quilt, covered the girl, and then squatted on the ground. After a long, long time, he picked up the medicine bottle that fell on the ground, fed her three more, and then fed her Swallowing the whole bottle of medicine, he thought, it must be the nightmare flower poison in his body, turned around, went to the cabinet and found two more bottles of medicine, and poured them all into his stomach.

Turning back to the bed, he didn't dare to get too close to her, so he breathed out his true energy to her, then picked up her clothes, closed his eyes, and put them on for her one by one. There was a thin layer of sweat, and the veins were bulging, and he could even hear his messy breathing.

It's useless, even cold and cloudy medicine can't hold it down. He has practiced Buddhism for 1000 years, and it broke overnight.

Feng Qing didn't remember how he escaped from that room in a panic, all he knew was that for three whole days, he was restless.

"Qingqing!"

The little girl behind him cried and called him, cautious and sad.

Feng Qing withdrew her chaotic thoughts, turned her head, and sighed in a low voice: "You are right, it's all my fault." Looking at that little person, he smiled coldly, "I, Feng Qing, are not qualified to be Your master."

Taohua answered immediately, and the half-grown child looked serious: "Who said you are not qualified, Qingqing, I am stupid, innately blunt, and can't learn demon skills well. Being a student in your listening environment is not about learning art , let alone becoming a teacher, I just want to rely on you, I want to pester you every day, cling to you like brown sugar, and then—"

Seduce you!throw you down!

She said loudly, "You are qualified, because Taohua likes Fenghuang very much."

(End of this chapter)