Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 338 Smell poisoning. 8
"The Tianzhu mandala is highly poisonous, colorless and odorless. It is made through 49 processes in Qiqi. When mixed with the fragrance from the campanula, it will produce blood-red spots."

Fu Yuejun smiled calmly: "Yuelinxiang and Fenglingzi are effective when they drink alcohol, and with the mandala poison, you will have red spots on your body if you don't drink alcohol."

But this erythema is very different from the erythema on Duan Siyan's body.

Duan Siyan's body is bright red, although it is a letter difference, it is deadly enough.

But Fu Yuejun will not let Duan Siyan die now.

At most it will torture him for a while.

Back in Lanruo Temple, when she bandaged Duan Siyan, she added Biluoxiang to it, and now the poison on his body was mixed with Campanula, producing another kind of toxin, lurking in his body.

At that time, the situation was urgent, and no one noticed the difference between Duan Siyan's Madara and others.

Otherwise, Gu Qingmiao, who is also a master incense maker, would definitely be able to see something.

Song Chen accuses Fu Yuejun at the top of his voice: "Poisonous woman, poisonous woman, you are really vicious!"

This woman actually knows how to perfume.

He actually poisoned him when he was not prepared.

Jin Tingxiao looked at Fu Yuejun tenderly and dotingly. The man's voice, tainted with spices, was tinged with dark desire, and said in a hoarse voice, "My little Ajiu is really amazing."

The world only knows that Fu Yuejun's Mucang technique is superb, but no one knows that her incense making skills are unmatched in the world.

Fu Yuejun is a rare master of making incense. Although he is in the inner house of the boudoir, he can collect all kinds of incense from all over the world.

In this world, no one can reach her level.

The man's eyes sparkled, and he remembered the years when Fu Yuejun was by his side, making him a unique incense in the world with his skillful hands.

Later, when he dreamed back at midnight, he could always dream that her fingers were dyed with fragrance, and when he woke up, he seemed to be able to smell the elegant and seductive fragrance around him.

Song Chen let out a cold, sinister snort from his nasal cavity: "You are disgusting, and you are the only one who likes her."

He wouldn't like a woman like Fu Yuejun.

If he offends her one day, maybe his life will be tossed half to death by her.

"Don't worry, Young Marshal Song, when I'm in a bad mood, I won't torment you with spices." Fu Yuejun squinted his eyes and smiled softly, with a vicious smile in his eyes, but he always looked dignified.

That is a kind of calm and elegant that is precipitated from the bones.

Song Chen was completely stunned, pointed at Fu Yuejun with trembling fingers, and said in disbelief: "It's a crime, it's a crime!"

How did she know what he was thinking?

Could she be witchcraft?

This person repeatedly said that she was vicious, and Fu Yuejun lost his eyes impatiently: "If you don't shut up, I will poison you so that your seven orifices will bleed and your intestines will bleed to death."

How Song Chen dies depends on her mood.

Song Chen immediately shut his mouth.

Seeing that Song Chen was finally willing to calm down for a while, Fu Lingcheng looked at Fu Yuejun and asked her worriedly: "Duan Siyan and Duan Chengye have no antidote, will they die?"

"meeting."

Fu Yuejun's eyes were cold, and his lips curled up: "But not now."

Duan Siyan's death was in her hands.

As for Duan Chengye, he was just a pawn with some uses.

"You just need to be careful." Fu Lingcheng didn't know what kind of game Fu Yuejun had set up, but he knew that she wouldn't act rashly.

(End of this chapter)