The rebirth system teases the Lord God

Chapter 312 Beauty as Bait (94)

Time passed little by little. When the ginseng soup was being cooked, he had been watching invisibly outside. All the ingredients in it had been checked by himself, and there must be no problem. The fairy who made the soup was Taohua Xianwei. Huan (Zhou Huan)'s close subordinate.

His younger sister's relationship with Peach Blossom Fairy Wei Huanxiu was a firm matter, and that fairy was extremely mediocre, so it was impossible for her to poison their future mistress of Fenglingdu (the site of Peach Blossom Fairy Wei Huan).

However, not necessarily.

Fortunately, it was my sister who reminded me that the soup was not made by him after all, but by an outsider, and that outsider was not his, but Wei Huan's.

When Gu Sheng's eyes turned from Wu Ge Ganwu's face to the ginseng soup in the bowl at a certain moment, a bubble appeared in the middle of the soup that was not moving at all.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third appeared, and Gu Sheng's eyes were straightened.

His Highness Wu Ganwu stood up and set the table: "What a Wei Huan, there are traitors around him."

Gu Sheng looked up at Fifth Brother: "What do you mean? The person who cooks the soup is from Huanhuan?"

His Highness Wu nodded his head, turned around the bench, and was about to go out to find that mediocre-looking fairy who claimed to be the fairy under Wei Huandeli, the Peach Blossom Fairy.

Before Gu Sheng could figure out what was going on, he subconsciously leaned forward to grab Fifth Brother Ganwu's hand, shaking his head slightly.

Ganwu frowned, looked into his younger sister's eyes, and realized instantly: "You want~?"

means something.

Gu Sheng nodded firmly, and the two sat down together tacitly.

Gu Sheng: "Fifth Brother, I'm going to do whatever I can, I want to see what that person is up to."

Ganwu: "Okay."

Ganwu took the tea bowl on the table instead of the soup bowl, poured the obviously problematic soup into the tea bowl, and shared a bowl with Gu Sheng.

The corners of her lips were drawn sharply: "I still don't believe it, no matter how poisonous this soup is, it can poison me. That person is looking for death."

Gu Sheng looked around: "Keep your voice down, don't let her hear you."

Gan Wu didn't need to look, but just sensed it with his immortal power, and he was able to determine the location of the woman within the entire Luoyang City.

His specialty is the sense of smell. He can remember the smell of a person, and then listen to all directions. With his self-centered skill, he spreads in all directions. Whenever he finds the smell of that person, he can locate it.

But right now, that person is no longer in Dali Temple.

And around this room, no one was guarding within [-] meters, so he and his sister naturally didn't hear what they said.

But if the play is to be done, it is natural to do it in its entirety.

His Highness Wu raised the teacup with his hand, covered it with his sleeve, tilted his head, and when he put it back, he turned the teacup upside down, and there was really no scum left.

Gu Sheng wrinkled his nose, moved the tea bowl with ginseng soup back to Gan Wu, and subconsciously leaned back: "I won't drink it."

Ganwu: "I drink."

Simply drink it quickly, Gu Sheng quickly stretched out his hand: "Don't, what if it's very poisonous?"

The fifth elder brother Gan Wu laughed, leaned towards Gu Sheng, and had time to joke with Gu Sheng: "Little sister, do you feel sorry for the fifth elder brother?
Don't be afraid, fifth brother is the indestructible body of a vajra, what kind of poison can there be in this world that can poison your fifth brother?"

Gu Sheng: "Then you can't know that it's poisonous, but still want to drink it? Can we pretend to be poisoned?"

Gan Wu shook his head, the smile on his face turned into a wry smile, and his expression became serious: "There is something that Fifth Brother has been wanting to say sorry to you.

It's because Fifth Brother didn't take good care of you, that's why you were taken away and killed——killed. "

The last two words were difficult to utter after a pause. The teacup in his hand had already returned to the table, Jiu Chongtian was high above, and the Fifth Highness Gan Wu, who had always been pampered, supported the table with one hand to support his forehead, and covered his face with the other.

(End of this chapter)