Confused country poison concubine

Chapter 259: Wanted Autumn (1)
The faces of those who worked in the Mantra Palace instantly turned pale, no, it's not that they can't live, it's that life is definitely worse than death!
"If you kill the national teacher, we will definitely tear you to pieces!" The woman couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said sharply.

Qiu Yebai directly raised his eyebrows, not paying attention at all: "One knife is enough to kill a person once, not to mention, you may not be able to kill me!"

As she said that, she suddenly pulled the sword on Yuanze's neck and slammed it towards the stone wall on one side. After a strange muffled sound, the whole wall collapsed in such an instant!

The people in the Palace of Mantras looked at each other, looked at the knife in their hands, and at the soft sword in Qiu Yebai's hand that had been put back on the neck of the national teacher again, and fell into a painful tangle for an instant.

Why on earth are they clearly gaining the upper hand and are the hunters, but in the end they are threatened by a target!
"National teacher!" The woman couldn't help but look at Yuan Ze: "You...?"

It is impossible for the national teacher to be threatened by Qiu Yebai, why didn't he do it?
But she knew her identity and didn't dare to say more, so she could only shut up angrily.

Yuan Ze didn't pay attention to her, and he didn't seem to see the knife on his neck at all. He just looked at Qiu Ye and sighed softly: "Little Bai Benefactor, how do you know?"

Qiu Yebai glanced at him, saw that he was still calm, and said sarcastically: "Ah Ze, you are really not suitable for lying."

After all, she raised her chin to signal Yuan Ze to look at the bag of food that fell on the ground: "For you, it's a strange thing to be able to endure the snacks all the way without moving a bit, that just means you One thing, either this food is so unpalatable that people and gods hate it, or you have discovered something that people and gods hate—for example, all foods are poisonous."

At the very beginning, when the old man who sold candied haws gave her two bunches of candied haws, but Yuan Ze didn't eat any of them, she already felt that something was wrong, even though the people from the Palace of Mantras along the way covered it up very naturally.

But in the end, when he actually gave up going to eat in the restaurant and dragged her to eat at the roadside stall, she was sure that there must be something wrong.

To make a foodie like Yuan Ze give up food, no matter how you look at it, it is the prelude to something bad.

And the only person who can make Yuanze have such a reaction, she can only think of the Mantra Palace.

After all, Yuan Ze said that he could smell the man from the Palace of Mantras.

"I guess you have probably smelled the familiar scent of corpses?" Qiu Ye smiled.

Yuan Ze was silent for a while after hearing the words, and then said: "I'm sorry."

Qiu Yebai said flatly: "This has nothing to do with you!"

The woman's pretty face couldn't help flashing an angry look: "Since you know that you have nothing to do with the national teacher, and the national teacher has always been protecting you, how can you hold the national teacher hostage!"

Qiu Yebai looked at her, raised her eyebrows and said, "Is there any relationship between the two? Could it be that you really expect me to be a good person or a gentleman?"

After all, she said impatiently: "Come on, don't talk nonsense, do you want to die, if you don't die, I have no choice but to let your national teachers die!"

Seeing Qiu Yebai's arrogant appearance, and the people in the Palace of Mantras looking at their respected national teacher who was still expressionless, they suddenly felt a little desperate.

The leading woman was trembling with anger, her beautiful face was distorted by anger, how could there be such a shameless person!
But she was helpless, especially after the other party showed off the wall-breaking sword, they had to admit that they might not be able to kill him with certainty!

But if there is something wrong with the national teacher, they will definitely not survive!

Yuan Ze finally spoke again, but not to Qiu Yebai, but to them: "You all leave fifty feet away immediately!"

A group of people from the Mantra Palace looked at each other: "National teacher!"

But the leading woman was not too stupid, she just raised her hands together and bowed to salute: "I would like to obey the oracle of the national teacher."

After seeing her bowing, all the people in Zhenyan Palace were only stunned, and then they also bowed, clasped their hands together, and said in unison: "I would like to obey the oracle of the national teacher."

Then he retreated slowly under the leadership of the woman.

Yuan Ze didn't see the soft sword on his neck at all, looked at Qiu Yebai, and said gently: "Benefactor Xiaobai, let's go back, the poor monk is poor."

Qiu Yebai looked at Yuan Ze, saw that he had a gentle expression, and there was no sign of reluctance in his silver-gray eyes. After a while, she sighed softly, nodded, and withdrew her sword.

Yuan Ze stretched out his hand to hold her clothes, and the two walked slowly towards the pier without speaking a word.

The woman in the lead looked at Yuan Ze holding Qiu Yebai's hand, and the naturalness and calmness of the two walking side by side, not like a kidnapper or a hostage, the light in her eyes changed from doubt and shock to Out of gloom and jealousy, she clenched the sleeve knife in her hand.

Along the way, although there were those who were ready to move, Yuan Ze seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He looked over coldly, and made the person who planned to make a sneak attack on Qiu Yebai stop in an instant.

And every time Yuan Ze defended, the cold light in the eyes of the leading woman became more cold, almost like a knife, wishing to smash Qiu Yebai's body into thousands of pieces.

The two walked all the way to the pier, Yuan Ze let go of the hand holding her sleeve, and said softly: "It's late at night, little white benefactor, you should go back."

Qiu Yebai looked at him with a complicated expression: "Are you going to follow them back?"

Yuan Ze nodded: "Yes."

Qiu Yebai looked at him for a moment: "Take care, but we will meet again in the future, I will treat you to eat..."

She hesitated for a moment, then sighed: "Please eat the buns I made."

Yuan Ze looked at her, his silver eyes looked unusually gentle under the reflection of the moonlight: "Amitabha, the poor monk remembers."

Qiu Yebai was silent for a while, thought for a while, and said: "You..."

She was just about to say something, but she saw the woman from just now walking over alone, reaching out to support Yuan Ze's arm, leaning against Yuan Ze's side, and said softly: "National Teacher, you should go back with Xue Nu. Thanks for your hard work, Xue Nu has already prepared good food and drinks and rooms, which are all arranged according to your taste and preferences in the palace."

After all, she looked at Qiu Yebai provocatively.

Qiu Yebai watched Xue Nu's movements, narrowed her eyes slightly, and a cold flame flashed across her eyes.

"Aze, are you so picky in the Mantra Palace? I can't see it these days."

Xue Nu sneered: "With a despicable person like you, the national teacher can only make do with it."

Qiu Yebai smiled but said nothing, while Yuan Ze glanced at Xue Nu, and said indifferently: "I have never had any special joy, no matter how carefully prepared, it is nothing more than a meal and a bed."

(End of this chapter)