Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

Shen Zhuohua sucked the wings of his nose. The blood jade on his neck was burning. He eagerly took out four pills from his purse and gave them.

"This smell will make people lose their mind." Fu Pingyan said faintly.

"Is this choosing a saint? Is this going to kill?" Hai Mingzhu whispered.

"Look, what is the LAN family going to do?" Shen Zhuohua stood there and opened his mouth coldly.

After a while, I saw those dancers walking into the crowd. The girls who had lost their mind took several away. Shen Zhuohua and Hai Mingzhu were also among them. Fu Pingyan was about to start, but Shen Zhuohua made a gesture.

Stopped preparing to do it.

The people watching from one side were delighted to see that these people were not deceived and spoke their own words.

"Are these people?"

"No, it's just to see who is qualified. It's up to the high priest to say." the people also explained in a low voice.

"That's right."

On the stage.

Shen Zhuohua saw those people checking the palace sand. Xiumei frowned. Can anyone see her daughter's arm? Especially the palace sand

"There's no palace sand. Take it down." one of the attendants took the initiative, waved his hand and took the girl down.

Shen Zhuohua realized that he was worried that these girls were unwilling to show their arms.

When it was his turn and Hai Mingzhu's turn, he was also nervous. Before those attendants opened their sleeves, he heard the high priest's light cough. The attendants' hands were also stunned. They also looked at Shen Zhuohua and Hai Mingzhu with very strange eyes.

Neither of them spoke, but looked at the scene in front of them.

The high priest looked at these people, who had also checked. He put down the butterfly in his hand, fluttered a little, and fell on Shen Zhuohua and haimingzhu's head, and on the heads of others.

"What's going on?"

"Yes? These are four people. How could this happen?"

"Take it down and take it to the other courts of the high priest." the attendants shouted regardless of the voice of the people.

Zhou Li nodded, took the box in his hand and walked down the stage step by step, followed by a girl behind him.

Fu Pingyan and Qian Boyuan also followed.

"The saint will publish the list on the list tomorrow to bless Fengtai, Yushun and Wandai of Dongyi country."

The attendant's voice spoke loudly on the stage.

"Blessed forever, blessed forever." those people also shouted together.

Shen Zhuohua heard the sound, and the corners of his mouth also contained ridicule. He looked at his back as firm as a proud peacock, and the ridicule couldn't stop.

In the room.

"You should lie down." Zhou Li's tone also contained a trace of pride, more orders.

Shen Zhuohua lay on the board, his eyes closed slightly, and gradually fell asleep.

Until the door was closed, Shen Zhuohua fiercely opened his eyes, looked at the sea pearl on one side, and whispered, "pearl."

"Burning Hua, how can it be like this?" Hai Mingzhu got up from her couch and looked at the outside of the door. Someone was holding his hand.

"Don't worry, Pingyan and Boyuan will come." Shen Zhuohua whispered comfort.

"What's the matter?" Hai Mingzhu looked at her and fell into meditation. She also felt suspicious when she looked at the two women sleeping there.

"There's something wrong with the flowers on his head. Which two butterflies fall here because of the flowers here, but why? How did they do it?" Shen Zhuohua asked puzzled.

"Maybe after some special training, you can control animals. It's not impossible." Hai Mingzhu looked at the flowers on her head and took them out, just curious.

"When did you bring it?" Shen Zhuohua noticed that there was one on his head.

"This was given by the ear shopkeeper of the inn. Don't you remember? He said he would take it with him when running for the saint." Hai Mingzhu offered an explanation.

"Really? Oh... I was told by the high priest." Shen Zhuohua smiled coldly, and his eyes were clear.

At this time——

From one side came an attendant, who came out of a secret passage, "Miss Shen, Miss Hai, please welcome our master."

"Oh? Really? Miss Ben doesn't want to go?" Shen Zhuohua's eyes were also slightly heavy and mocked coldly.

"Our master said that if you don't go, then you can't go to nihilism mountain." the attendant's tone was also a modest response.

Shen Zhuohua's eyes were also twisted. Without saying much, he followed her into the dark path. After walking for a moment, he saw a door with sunshine inside.

"Please." the entourage retreated when he made a gesture of invitation. When he left, he knocked haimingzhu unconscious and lay on the ground.

"Master, I don't want to be heard by a third person. It's bad for you."

After saying that, the entourage tied a silver needle for haimingzhu and carried him to the bed. Then he left here.

Shen Zhuohua was relieved that haimingzhu was OK. Looking at the position of the silver needle, he knew that it was a sleepy acupoint. He had seen Shen Lin and used it.

"Come out." Shen Zhuohua looked at a figure in the screen in front of him. He saw the man coming out from one side with a mask on his face.

"Aren't you afraid that I will hurt you?" the high priest went out step by step with a dust brush in his hand.

"High priest? Should I call you Taoist priest of nothingness?" Shen Zhuohua smiled coldly, and his hand quickly knocked off her mask, and saw the Taoist priest of nothingness's face.

"Shen Xianjun is still so smart." Taoist nihilism was not angry, but he walked to the table and gave her a cup of tea.

"Didn't you travel all over the world? How did you become the high priest of the LAN family? When did you care about these achievements and help the tyrants?" Shen Zhuohua still looked at him coldly.

"I was the high priest of the LAN family. I went to Kyoto just to help you, that's all." Taoist nihilism took a sip of tea.

"Benxian Jun is not very familiar with you. What can you do for me?" Shen Zhuohua looked at him coldly and his tone was not good.

"This is the fate of heaven, and I also conform to the will of heaven." the amorous feelings on the long face of nihility Taoist are light.

Shen Zhuohua heard the speech, and the teacup in his hand also fell heavily to the ground. "I never believe in destiny. You know what the LAN family has done. What Saint do you still help choose? What are you going to do?"

Shen Zhuohua was so angry that Taoist priest nihility didn't care. He just looked at her and was angry, "why so much anger?"