"This is Patriarch Song's idea?" She raised her eyebrows, staring at the cultivator who was pressed by the cloud to the ground and had difficulty breathing.
The monk trembled all over, unable to get up, and said nothing but stared at the young man in red in horror.
"Don't tell me? It doesn't matter, I can take you back to Song's house and ask to understand, don't think about dying, I will use you to feed my little beast when you die."
Her voice spoke unhurriedly, and she glanced at the person on the ground, and she was not afraid that he would commit suicide, because she had long seen that this person was greedy and fearful of death, otherwise he would have killed himself the moment he was caught. Will not wait until now.
"Look at them." Feng Jiu told Dunyun to guard the two, and he walked out, first came to Duan Ye's room, and checked his situation.
"This idiot." She couldn't help but cursed, and she was really hit.
At the moment, she took out the silver needle and pierced Duan Ye's acupuncture points to make him wake up first.Unexpectedly, as soon as he woke up, his fist contained fierce and dark energy, and he waved at her face. She quickly blocked it and said angrily: "It's me."
After slowing down, hearing Feng Jiu's voice, Duan Ye was surprised: "Why are you here?" After talking, he sat up quickly, feeling that there was nothing wrong with his whole body, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I think it's OK Hired it!"
"It's okay?" Feng Jiu gave him a weird look, stood up, and flicked his elastic robe: "You think it's okay?"
Upon hearing this, Duan Ye's heart sank slightly, with a bad premonition, and said: "I fainted when I smelled something. Now I wake up and my body is really fine, isn't it?"
"Go next door to see Ning Lang first." She said, turning around and walking outside. Duan Ye hurriedly followed behind her. When they came to the next door together, she saw that Ning Lang on the bed was also asleep.
He watched Feng Jiu step forward, took his pulse, and pierced his acupoint with a silver needle to wake him up.
"Ok?"
Ning Lang opened his eyes slowly, and was startled when he saw Feng Jiu sitting on the bedside: "Feng Jiu? Why did you run into my room?" He sat up and saw that Duan Ye was there. He breathed a sigh of relief: "It's all here! That's fine, I told you, I heard something when I fell asleep, did you hear it? I guess it was from the Song family."
"Since you all know it, you got yourself caught and put yourself in danger? Do you think it's too long? Why don't you know how to respond in the first place?" She looked at the two with a cold voice. Fierce.
The two were silent for a while, then looked at each other, and looked at Feng Jiu waiting for him.Since waking up, I saw him with anger on his face, obviously something was wrong.
"Poisoned, chronically toxic, and killed in three days. This person is quite cruel, but he had a fight during the day and sent someone to take your life at night." She leaned against the bed with her arms around her chest, handsome. With a cold expression on his face, there was a cold chill in his eyes.
She felt itchy hands again for this kind of person who easily killed her.
Hearing his words, Duan Ye's face darkened, and his whole body exuded a bloodthirsty murderous intent, while Ning Lang's eyes widened in shock and shock, with an incredible expression on his face.
"Isn't it? Send someone to poison us? Or use such a stigmatizing method? This is to let us die silently after three days, so that people can't find who poisoned it? Who is such a vicious and vicious thing? Did it?"