The King of Sickness Loves Poison Concubine

Chapter 124 The Husband of the Girl, the Lady of the Boy (3)
After a long while, Feng Yancang shook his head slightly, the relationship was close, but her problems became more and more serious, and now she has reached the point of scolding him and slapping him at will, without hiding it at all.

Back at the post house, the carriage stopped in front of the post house, but Yue Churen was still motionless, there was no way Feng Yancang was with her, he could even hear her stomach growling, but there was still no movement.For a moment, Feng Yancang felt that her kung fu in meditation was higher than Abbot Yulin's, and even hunger could be ignored.

Yan Su and Feng Yanxing, who went shopping, also came back, they arrived almost half an hour later than them, but how long did Yue Chu have been in meditation.

The two got out of the car and saw Feng Yancang and Yue Churen's carriage still parked at the gate, so they couldn't help walking over.

"What are you doing?" Lifting the heavy curtain, one could immediately see Yue Churen with his eyes closed and motionless, while Fengyan Cang looked at her with bright eyes like water. This scene was a bit strange.

Feng Yanxing moved his head closer, looked at Yue Churen, then at Feng Yancang, "Sister-in-law Qi is practicing?"

"You go back first, she is busy." Feng Yancang's tone was a little helpless, he couldn't help anything, all he could do was wait.

Yan Su's eyes were wide open, his face full of confusion, Feng Yanxing was also puzzled, watching this scene, he didn't want to leave.

At this moment, Yue Churen took a long breath, as if he hadn't breathed air for a long time, his throat made a strange sound.

The three looked at her at the same time, Feng Yancang grabbed her hand, "What's wrong?"

Opening her eyes, Yue Churen breathed rapidly, raised her hand to caress her chest, "The slave Gu on He Qing's body has failed." So her head hurt a little.

Feng Yancang's expression tightened, and Yan Su was also surprised, "Who did it?"

Shaking his head, Yue Churen took a deep breath, "I felt that He Qing was very scared when I got in the car, and I wanted to see what he was doing. But it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything. He was just panicked. Just now, I The contact with him was cut off immediately." It seems that a master appeared and killed her slave Gu, although I don't know if He Qing is dead, but if he doesn't die, he will be disabled.

Feng Yancang's expression was gloomy, and Yan Su was also a little nervous.From the beginning to the end, she has never heard of anyone who is more powerful than Yue Churen, her poison, her Gu, everything is fine.Qi Jian has been researching her slave Gu for a long time, but still can't understand it, and now someone broke it?
"How strong is that person?" He also met many low-level witch cultists in southern Xinjiang, and the one who could compare with the Yuechu people was zero at all.

"I don't know yet. He Qing has nothing in his mind. He may not have seen that person." Shaking her head, her head hurts.

"Let's rest first, it's useless to be anxious." Holding her hand, I could feel her hand was a bit cold, she was always warm.

"En." Nodding his head, Yue Churen got up and got off the carriage.

Yan Su walked into the posthouse side by side with her, Feng Yanxing didn't know, so he had an intuition that the matter was serious, and followed Feng Yancang with the things he bought.

Going straight back to the second floor, taking off the cloak, lying on the bed with a crooked body, looking at the roof of the tent, Yue Churen narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about the stage of the person who could kill her slave Gu.

Is it the priest of the witch religion?He Qing returned to southern Xinjiang after leaving Dayan, and has been in contact with the followers of witchcraft in the capital of southern Xinjiang for some time.The ones he had contacted were all holy godsons, the lowest-ranked ones.He tried to see Nan Wang's concubine, but he couldn't.

Later, he went to the west of southern Xinjiang with another holy godson, and there were also a lot of holy godsons there, so there was nothing strange about it.

A few days ago, he contacted a few holy godchildren there and asked them if they had seen the holy priestess or a higher elder, but the results were all negative, and no one had.

But today it happened suddenly, he might have been caught while sleeping, otherwise she wouldn't feel nothing at all.

The door of the room opened and closed, Feng Yancang walked in calmly, holding a bowl of steaming soup in his right hand.

"Drink it first. Your stomach was growling when you were in the car." Sitting down by the bed, his handsome eyebrows were filled with gentleness.

Yue Churen turned his eyes to look at him, "I'm going to retreat for a while after I go back, I may have met a master this time." She has been estimating the ability of the witch priest, and now that she meets her, she is still a little worried. If she can't fight, she can only die.

Feng Yancang nodded, his beautiful phoenix eyes were full of indulgence, "Okay. But, I believe in you."

The corners of his lips curved, Yue Churen laughed, turned over and sat up, looked at him face to face, and said cheerfully: "I tell you, unless we don't fight in this circle, if we fight, there are only two ways of life and death. I dealt with it before. Others, it’s all just for fun, I underestimated them, and have been paralyzing me with the most low-level disciples.” With a curl of lips, Yue Churen felt that he had been tricked.

Feng Yancang put down the soup bowl in his hand, then took her hand and squeezed it gently in his palm, "There are only a handful of masters in witchcraft, scattered all over the world. What's more, they don't know your details. If you don’t dare to come here rashly, you don’t need to worry. Besides, I really believe in you.” The phoenix eyes are like a pool of deep water, and people can’t help but plunge into it when they look at it.

Yue Churen held his hand slightly, watching him approaching him little by little, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and then he smiled anticipating something.

Biting her lower lip, she grabbed him closer and closer to her. Just when the two faces were about to stick together, Feng Yancang fell down without any defense. At the same time, she turned sideways, and his whole body The person lay on the bed.

"Hehe, you've been fooled. Feng, look at your disgusting smile just now, what are you thinking?" While he turned over, she lifted her legs and sat on his stomach, like riding a horse .

Being pressed down, Feng Yancang let out a long sigh of relief, shaking his head with regret and helplessness, "I think too much."

Yue Churen smiled smugly and tortured him, and it seemed that his head didn't hurt so much.

"What are you thinking about? Let me listen to you." Leaning slightly, his hands rested on the sides of his neck, his hair fell down, and the faces of the two people were isolated in that small area.

Feng Yancang raised his eyebrows slightly, his appearance was terribly good-looking, "Really want to hear it?" The phoenix eyes were deep and deep, and his eyes wandered on her face, with obvious intentions.

"Say." Glancing at his slender lips, Yue Churen's ears felt a little hot.

"I'm wondering if your lips are as warm as your hands." She spit out each word, and the soft voice hit her ears, making her not only ears warm, but also her heartbeat speed up.

Swallowing unconsciously, Yue Churen took a deep breath, "Although you are very lewd, I also want to know if your lips are so thin, will the touch feel like paper?"

After finishing speaking, she watched his eyes slowly approaching him, and her eyes met. She was a little embarrassed, but she insisted not to move away, because she was really curious.

(End of this chapter)