Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 346 Frozen Snow Region ([-])

"Bing'er is a divine beast, at most one hour!" Nian Xinhun had already guessed Gong Qingying's intention to go out.

It was the first time they went out to perform missions, so they deliberately shortened Binger's flight speed.

"Oh!" Gong Qingying nodded silently.

Tomorrow is Shu's proud funeral, and she doesn't want to go to it without doing anything.

If he could find out the real reason why Shu Ao Ran was born with a terminal cold, and find out the culprit of poisoning, it would be a little comfort for his soul.

But the palace family was undercurrents, and she couldn't just leave.

After dinner.

Gong Qingying sat in the bedroom and began to practice with her eyes closed.

Her consciousness floated into the space, hugged Xiaobai in her arms, and carefully examined its body.

It was found that it was lethargic like the last time it ate the Beast Yuan Dan. It seemed that every time it was about to be promoted, it would always sleep for a while, so I put it back in the nest and ignored it.

Until late at night, Wan Lai was silent.

Gong Nineteen reported.

Outside the palace, a large number of hidden guards of Chongtian Pavilion were found.

They formed a copper wall and an iron wall to protect the entire palace.

The inside of the palace is controlled by shadow puppets.

Don't say that people from the Ye family can't escape, even a fly can't fly away.

Gong Qingying let go of her hanging heart for now.

She knew that she owed too much to Chongtian Pavilion, but she had to accept their help.

Anyway, she and Venerable Wing will finally meet in the future, and all the grievances and grievances will be discussed at that time!
After some preparations.

Gong Qingying and Nian Xinhun quietly left the palace, and drove Bing'er towards the direction of the frozen snowy area.

Under the dark night.

Gong Qingying looked down at the scattered lights in Hongcheng.

In addition to the towering Chongtian Pavilion, which is brightly lit, the Snow Shadow Inn is also full of guests and brilliantly lit.

The two high and low attics are like pearls reflecting each other from a distance, attracting people's attention in the night.

Unknowingly, Bing'er flew into the clouds, and Hongcheng disappeared.

A moon-white barrier cut off the night wind that was sweeping head-on.

Gong Qingying turned her head and saw Nian Xinhun drawing with a wolf hair.

From time to time, I dipped in the colored ink in the square inkstone.

Curiously leaning over to look: "What are you painting?"

"You'll find out later!" Nian Xinsun concentrated on describing.

The long eyelashes are fixed on the rice paper, and there is a little baby fat on the handsome fair face.

Gong Qingying withdrew her gaze, sat cross-legged, and practiced with her eyes closed.

Now her identity has changed from dark to bright, and the identity of the enemy has changed from bright to dark. She must seize the time to become stronger, so as to be able to go on in this thorny world.

Only then are you qualified to talk about revenge!
a long time.

Nian Xinhun suddenly smiled heartily: "It's done!"

Gong Qingying slowly opened her eyes, only to see him holding a lifelike portrait of an old man standing in front of her.

The old man in the portrait.

In his sixties, his temples and eyebrows are white, his face is clear and pale, and his skin is bronze in color.

A pair of giant, muscular hands that are different from ordinary people are placed in front of his chest, and his eyes are piercing.

"He's practicing seven knives?" Gong Qingying couldn't help but marvel at the painter who read the heart and soul, as if it was a photo.

"Yes, he is the one you are looking for tonight!" Nian Xinhun took out a wisteria pendant from his sleeve pocket, and there was a delicate wisteria flower in the crystal clear white jade.

He handed it to Gong Qingying and said: "This is Master's token, when you give it to him, he will tell you the answer you want!"

"What about you?" Gong Qingying took the wisteria pendant, isn't this the wisteria flower of the wisteria fairy grass?
How could it become a token of father and Lian Qidao?
If I knew it earlier, I would have called Zi Daxian together!

(End of this chapter)