Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the prosperous concubine!Ye Li sat in the chair calmly and looked at him, not even the slightest movement in her eyes.The sick scholar looked at Ye Li a little strangely and asked, "You are a strange woman. Are you really Mo Xiuyao's woman?"

Ye Li raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at him suspiciously.The sick scholar looked at Ye Li for a while, and asked, "There is no ancient prescription of blue flowers, Mo Xiuyao will definitely die. Don't you worry about it? You won't be angry when you hear me say this? Ah... I remembered that at the time. You also heard me in Southern Xinjiang. At that time, there was no trace of it, and Mo Xiuyao himself was afraid that he could calm down without you." Ye Li smiled bitterly in his heart after hearing this.How could she calm down? She was pretending to have to calm down. In fact, she wanted to fix the person in front of her.Unfortunately she can't!

The sick scholar looked up and down Ye Li, and suddenly smiled for a while: "Yes, if you really want to save Mo Xiuyao, it's not impossible. You can follow me in the future. You can spare Mo generously if you follow me. Xiuyao's life." Ye Li blinked and asked calmly: "With you? What do the three pavilion masters want me to do with you?" The sick scholar gave her a disgusting look, then sneered: "You don't Would you think that this son fell in love with you? It's not bad to be a girl serving tea and water to this son in your capacity. What do you think?"

Qin Feng, who was standing behind Ye Li, had already changed his face and took a step forward and wanted to do it.Ye Li raised his hand to stop his movement, and calmly looked at the sick scholar and said: "San Pavilion Master, I have a bad habit. If I am not happy, I will definitely make others more upset than me. So... if I die my husband..." The sick scholar smiled contemptuously: "Isn't the princess wanting to say that you are going to kill my wife? I'm sorry, my son hasn't married yet." Ye Li smiled lightly, then went on The interrupted words: "I want others to die and the whole family. Not to mention your relatives, even the concubine you know can kill cleanly."

"Don't be ashamed!" The sick student twitched his eyes and said coldly.This woman thinks that Yan Wangge is known as the world's number one killer organization. Doesn't even the Xiling imperial family think that she can move it?Or do you think that he is a casual child who is the head of the three pavilions of the Yanwang Pavilion, and just a few words of scare can achieve the goal?Ye Li smiled and said: "Even if the Lord of the Third Pavilion doubts the abilities of his concubine, he shouldn't doubt the abilities of Heiyunqi and Qilin. It is still the Lord of the Third Pavilion that has been determined to fight the Prince's Palace for so many years, but has not even figured out the strength of the opponent Ever? My concubine doesn’t understand the deep hatred between the Lord of the Three Pavilions and our prince, that makes you so desperate? Let’s not say anything else, without the body of Bi Luo Hua Yi now that you don’t know when you can die, how can you get revenge? This concubine sees that the face and body of the Lord of the Three Pavilions are much worse than when he was in Southern Xinjiang? I wonder if it will be our prince who has the poison first or the Lord of the Three Pavilions will die first?"

The sick scholar stared at Ye Li with a distorted expression and resentment. His ill-fated since he was a child has caused his distorted personality to be rewarded.To be honest, there is no deep hatred between him and Mo Xiuyao, but in terms of the last Mo Xiuyao in the world, he can rank in the top three.It was because Mo Xiuyao used his palm to abolish most of his martial arts, and his heart veins were severely injured. Since then, his martial arts has never progressed, and his body has also become ill and crooked now.But in the final analysis, that was the result of Yan Wangge's first assassination of Mo Xiuyao.However, the sick scholar hated Mo Xiuyao from then on, and the hatred was so deep that he would never die, just as unreasonably as Han Mingyue fell in love with Su Zuidi.

After a while, the sick scholar suddenly laughed, and it took a long time to stop the laughter, raising his chin and saying to Ye Li: "Princess Ding, you said nothing. Even if I die, I will drag Mo Xiuyao to the funeral. As for Bi Luohua Don’t bother with the ancient recipe, no one in this world can solve it. If you accidentally mix the life-saving antidote into a terrible poison, don’t blame me for not reminding you.” Ye Li looked at him quietly for a while. , And slowly laughed, "In this case, the Lord of the Three Pavilions will live in Dingwangfu for the time being. You might as well see whether the prince lived a long time or you lived a long time. Even if there is no cure, as long as the prince lives for one day, he You can call the wind and call the rain from high above, and you...have to lie in a hospital bed for half a year. Apart from smashing some useless poisons, it is just a useless trash hiding under the shelter of Pavilion Master Ling." Ye Li's voice was soft. But slowly, even with a gentle and demure smile on his face, but the words spit out from his mouth seemed to pierce the heart and lungs of the sick student without hesitation.

Sick Shusheng widened his eyes suddenly, staring at Ye Li's eyes with an indescribable terror twist.He stood up abruptly and rushed towards Ye Li, "Bitch! You bullshit!"

However, he didn't even have a chance to meet Ye Li. A fierce palm wind slammed him out and threw him into a chair on the side.Before he could relax, there was a cold and murderous voice from the door, "Sick scholar? I think you don't want to be a sick scholar, you want to be a dead scholar!"

The tall and tall man who appeared at the door had some moiré piping purple brocade clothes, his white hair like snow rolled up at will, but he inadvertently revealed the aura and majesty of beings. Who is not Mo Xiuyao?

The sick student was hit by this sudden blow and flew into the opposite chair and vomited blood on the spot. Obviously, his injury was serious.However, everyone present knew that Mo Xiuyao's palm was absolutely forgiving. Otherwise, with Mo Xiuyao's palm, most of the martial arts of the sick scholar would have almost broken the heart pulse. There is absolutely no possibility of breathing.Mo Xiuyao stepped into the Flower Hall with all his body solemnly, staring at the sick scholar as if his eyes were frozen.

Mo Xiuyao was full of murderous intent to the sick scholar, and the sick scholar also did not have any gratitude for Mo Xiuyao's mercy.He stood up and stared at Mo Xiuyao with splitting eyes, his eyes resentful as if he could not tear the person in front of him to pieces.Although Ye Li couldn't understand, but she had to admit that there is such a kind of person in this world, even if you just offend him a little bit inadvertently, he can hate you and destroy your whole family.The sick scholar is obviously such a kind.Thinking of this, Ye Li couldn't help but frowned slightly. Bi Luohua's complete prescription was only known to the sick scholar. If he really would rather die with Mo Xiuyao, things would be really not easy to handle.

Mo Xiuyao sat down next to Ye Li, looking at Ye Li frowning in thought, reaching out and raising her chin to face him.One hand touched the willow-like eyebrows, and said softly, "Don't worry." Knowing that Mo Xiuyao didn't want to worry about herself, Ye Li smiled and nodded slightly.The warm and harmonious flounder on the two sides deeply pierced the eyes of the sick student. He sneered and said with a shrill laugh: "Mo Xiuyao, your body can't last for a few months, right? Haha... … I think it’s better for you to make your woman worry about it...cough cough...you die when you meet them, and their lives as widows and orphans are difficult..."