Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1852 Someone from the underworld.

Although there was no poison in the soup, Fu Yuejun put some special herbs in it, mixed with the light fragrance from the burning candle in the lantern, it became poison.

Of course, they themselves took the antidote early in the morning, but Duan Siyan didn't. She had calculated the time. The incubation period of the poison was seven days, and it happened on the night of the wedding.

Coupled with Shen Jingbei's obstruction from the weapon, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

After Duan Siyan left, the smile on Fu Yuejun's face finally disappeared, and the girl squinted her eyes and said coldly: "Tell Shen Jingbei, the weapon must be safe."

"I want to win without bloodshed!"

Their Kyushu soldiers can die on the battlefield against foreign enemies, but they must not die on their own battlefield.

And exterminating the Duan family is only the first step.

It's only the sixth day of the lunar new year, and for some reason, the entire Jiangling City reveals a sense of uneasiness. In the past, the restaurants and guest apartments that closed only at Xushi closed early.

Not to mention those peddlers.

But before Xu time, every household has closed their doors. In Jiangling City, where thousands of houses are lit like stars in the sky, tonight there are only a few big families, and the lanterns outside their doors are swaying in the wind.

Even the sound of the watchman knocking on his clapper could no longer be heard, and the entire Jiangling City was almost terribly silent.

As the time in the hourglass approached bit by bit, the closed city gate suddenly opened, and two wind lanterns with red veils slowly floated out from the city gate.

If there are common people present, they will find that there are not only two wind lanterns, but the same wind lanterns followed every three or four zhang.

The wind lanterns with the word "Ming" written on the red gauze covers were all carried by an underworld messenger in black cloth with a red belt around his waist, and moved slowly along the two sides of the road in the direction of Fu's house. .

Actually formed two endless lines!
And those gods of the underworld were holding a lantern in one hand and a pot of manjusawa in the other!
The bright red flowers blooming fiercely like fire, in the dark night, complement each other with the red fire.

The two light-carrying teams stretching in the direction of Fu's house, at night in Jiangling City, where there are no lights from thousands of houses, look like plants on the other side of Huangquan Road!

When the tenth lamp bearer entered the city, the underworld messenger in black robes appeared carrying a black and red sedan chair, on which sat a young man in white clothes.

The young man was sitting in the sedan chair with his head propped up, his light white clothes slipped off, revealing half of his fair arms, and his pair of phoenix eyes sparkled even more, very beautiful, but when he raised the corners of his eyes slightly, the evil spirit spread out.

On the corner of the white robe, the totem of the ancient underworld was embroidered with gold thread.

The person who came was none other than the young master of the underworld, Xuan Yuan.

After the sedan chairs were driven into the city gate, there was a team of hundreds of people carrying boxes. The boxes were black and nothing special, but every box was covered with manjusawa.

Xue Gu actually came here on the clouds, and after watching this special scene from behind, he stood side by side with the sedan chair, teasingly said: "Xuan Yuan, are you giving a dowry to my sister, or a funeral?"

In the human race, Manjusawa is the flower of death, which only blooms in the underworld, and is the flower of the underworld, but Xuanyuan actually moved Manjusawa here, as if it was a funeral.

Xuanyuan opened his mouth lazily, with a faint voice of death: "She is the young emperor of the underworld, her body is the dead bone Bian, this flower represents the underworld, and the totem of the Bian flower is engraved on it, why not?"

"She's a mortal now!"

Xue Gu rolled his eyes. If Xuan Yuan did this, wouldn't he be afraid that Fu Yuejun would guess something?

Xuan Yuan smiled without saying a word, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and there was a gentle smile on his lips.

When he saw Xue Gu, he could always see the shadow of Buddha Ling in him. This person lived more recklessly than Buddha Ling.

(End of this chapter)