Only you: King's crazy concubine

Wuxi opened her eyes wide. At this time, Baifeng had used up all the powder. Now there were less than 30 people in black. Ling Yu was obviously relieved. If they were careless, they might lose their lives.

Bai Feng clapped his hands and returned to Wuxi. "Qing Yan's poison is easy to use. I'll ask her for some bags another day."

Wuxi was tangled with another problem. He scratched his head and said, "young master Bai, why are they all right, young master Ling?"

After saying that, he found that this sentence was ambiguous and quickly explained: "I mean why you said to shut up, but only the people in black fell down. Young master Ling, they are all right."

It seems that the more the explanation is, the more chaotic it is. Wuxi pursed her lips. Forget it, the more the description is, the darker it is.

Bai Feng chuckled, "because I said shut up, Ling Ying, they naturally know to hold their breath. This is our tacit understanding."

"Tacit understanding." Wuxi murmured and repeated, with some envy in his heart. When can he have friends who can trust each other.

At this time, some dark sky suddenly showed a glimmer of light. When they looked up, they saw the birds and butterflies in the air slowly dispersing, and the sound of the flute became weaker and weaker until it disappeared.

Bai Feng breathed a sigh of relief. The plague was finally solved. In the twinkling of an eye, he looked at Gu Qingyan, but saw her fall straight down with her eyes closed. He was surprised and shouted, "Qing Yan."

Xuanyuan Zimo, who was being entangled by Qin Xi, heard the voice of Bai Feng. His pupils shrank suddenly, jumped to Gu Qingyan with all his strength, firmly caught her, looked down at the pale Gu Qingyan, patted her on the cheek, and called out, "Yan'er, Yan'er."

"Be careful." Bai Feng casually took the sword beside him and threw it behind Xuanyuan Zimo. Just listen to a bang, Qinxi's sword fell to the ground.

Xuanyuan Zimo seemed unaware. He hurried back to the north of the city with GuQing Yan in his arms. He shouted, "white maple, look at Yan'er."

Bai Feng glanced at Qin Xi, who was full of anger, and said, "Ling Ying, I'll give it to you." then he rode behind Xuanyuan Zimo.

Inside, Bai Feng frowned, explored Gu Qingyan's pulse and said nothing.

One side of Xuanyuan Zimo kept emitting cold air, "what's going on?"

"She forced to use her power this time, which led to the voodoo in her body. If she didn't find the antidote within a month," Bai Feng couldn't bear it. "There's no room for salvation."

It will take seven days from Nancheng to Nangong Dynasty, not to mention the whereabouts of zilongcao.

Xuanyuan Zimo knelt by the bed on one knee and stroked Gu Qing Yan's cheek. "Yan'er won't die. He set out for the Nangong Dynasty immediately."

Hundreds of people in the party were ready to go and left Nancheng with great momentum. The scene of Gu Qingyan summoning thousands of animals to cure the plague remained in people's hearts forever and became a good story. A few years later, it was still a topic that people enjoyed talking about.

Behind them, there was a young man standing there, watching them go away, with a firm light in his eyes.

Five days later, a low-key carriage passed through the woods. Suddenly, there was a slight sound. Look at me and I'll look at you.

Baifeng rode his horse, pulled the horse rope and said sarcastically, "come out. Without you people, the road is a little boring."

Hundreds of dark guards from the dark night palace have returned to the capital. These days, they meet a group of killers every day. Bai Feng has no fluctuation in his heart.

That day, after Bai Feng left with Xuanyuan Zimo, when Ling Ye was about to kill Qinxi, a man in black suddenly appeared and threw a smoke bomb at them. In the twinkling of an eye, Qinxi disappeared.

Ling Ye blamed himself for this. Xuanyuan Zimo heard the news, but coldly raised the corners of his mouth. If he didn't die, Yan'er had a little white mouse to test the medicine.

When the voice fell, dozens of killers appeared around. Their eyes were full of killing intention. Without saying a word, they rushed directly to the carriage with a sword.

The ignored Baifeng quickly jumped in front of the carriage and said, "your opponent is me."

Ling Yu and Ling Le were back-to-back and whispered, "solve it quickly. The master can't wait that long."

Then they rushed forward without hesitation, their hands fell with knives, warm blood splashed on their faces, and their clothes were gradually dyed red by blood.

But in a quarter of an hour, dozens of killers were wiped out, and a low, cold voice came from the carriage, "go."

The party rode on, and Xuanyuan Zimo looked down at Gu Qingyan, who was resting on her lap. His eyes were full of tenderness. The Buddha opened the hair on her face and whispered, "Yan'er, wait a minute. The lightning came the news that there is the whereabouts of purple dragon grass. Let's wait a minute." don't leave me alone.

Gu Qing Yan's eyes were closed, her face was almost transparent, and her hands were folded in front of her abdomen. If it weren't for the ups and downs of her chest, she almost thought she was dead.

Two days later, outside the city gate, the capital of the Nangong Dynasty, a carriage came slowly. The CHILDES on both sides of the carriage attracted people's attention and occasionally pointed, "these CHILDES are really handsome."

"So what, without my Xi Wang Jun." a woman held her face in both hands and blushed.

Baifeng looked at the busy streets on both sides at will, "the capital of Nangong Dynasty is no worse than Xuanyuan Dynasty."

Ling Ye glanced at him, approached the carriage without trace, and whispered, "Sir, shall we go to the palace now?"

Xuanyuan Zimo in the carriage gave a low, um, and then said, "white maple, don't make trouble."

Bai Feng almost jumped. He warned him for Mao. He subconsciously wanted to refute. When he saw the curious people on both sides, he smiled. OK, in order not to attract people's attention, I put up with it this time.

When some young ladies saw the smile on his face, they immediately boiling, "ah, he's looking at me. He's looking at me. My beauty must have seduced him."

"Nonsense, he is clearly looking at me, you ugly, who will notice you."

"You are ugly. Dare to scold me and treat me as a mess, don't you?"

Then the two men wrestled together in public regardless of their image.

Bai Feng noticed this scene and pulled the corners of his mouth. It seems that the women in the world are the same and superficial.

A few people came to the most prosperous street. Ling Ye knocked on the door. There was a suspended shop outside. However, for a moment, a voice came from inside, "it's not open today. Please come back."

"It's said that wind and rain, thunder and lightning, one can't be less." Ling Ye's face was expressionless and lowered his voice.

Then the door opened from the inside. The man in the waiter's clothes smiled and bent slightly, "the guest is God. Since the guest came all the way here, it's not good for you to come in vain."

Then he shouted and sideways gave way, "please come in."

Lingye several people stood on both sides of the door, slightly bowed their heads, and Xuanyuan Zimo slowly walked down from the carriage with Gu Qingyan in his arms. Suddenly, there was an uproar, which attracted some girls to scream.