Evil King's Supreme Poisonous Queen

It seems that this man has just been badly hurt by the people who chased him outside. If we don't treat him quickly, I'm afraid this man will go to see the Lord of hell in a short time.

However, she was not so kind and did not intend to cure the man easily.

Although, the treatment of this man is only a short time. But this man just wanted to take her life for his life!

If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have gone to see the king of hell at this time.

Now, she didn't hurt to kill the man. It's thankful to let him go.

Murong Sheng squatted down, looked at the man, and slowly opened his mouth: "I saved your life, so I accepted this invitation, which is regarded as the reward for saving your life."

Even if the man tried hard to cover up his situation and tried to breathe heavily, Murong Sheng could also observe that the man really breathed more and less.

He raised his eyebrows slightly. When Murong Sheng wanted to say something more, he heard a noisy voice in the corridor outside. It was clear that this place could not continue to stay.

"Go." Murong Sheng said to yingmu, about to turn and leave.

The man who didn't want to lie on the ground and look weak turned over, and a lump of white powder was thrown in her direction.

"What!" Murong Sheng turned quickly and waved his sleeves, but he still inhaled some white powder.

Shadow wood reacted instantly and kicked the man lying on the ground out with one foot. Let the man who was already seriously injured gush blood out of his mouth and fall on the ground motionless.

"Madam!" shadow wood hurriedly and nervously looked at Murong Sheng, "what's up?"

Murong Sheng carefully checked his body, then shook his head: "don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Then he squatted down, put his hand on the black powder on the ground, rubbed it a little, and looked a little strange: "this is... Paper ash?"

"What?"

Hearing Murong Sheng's conclusion, yingmu immediately squatted down and twisted his hand.

"Yes, this is the burnt paper ash powder." Murong Sheng patted the powder on his hand clean, although it was not poison powder. It was determined that it was just the ashes left after the paper burned.

However, this is the only way to make murongsheng feel more strange.

Murong Sheng took a step forward, picked up the lonely purse that had just fallen out of the man on the ground, looked through the contents and found that there was nothing but black powder.

The black powder that had just been sprinkled in her direction was sprinkled out of the man's purse.

It's just

I didn't know what was going on. Murong Sheng's eyebrows were tightly screwed together.

Who would be so boring?

Keep the ashes of the burned paper on yourself.

Also, are you keeping such a delicate purse sewn with gold thread?