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Usually, Wu Jiu handed the needle to Tang Wu and said, "Check it out."

Tang Wu quickly caught it and said, "Yes, Da Si Nong."

Wu Jiu checked Qihou again, but he saw that the back of Qihou's hands and cheeks were burning red, the back of his hands was still a little black, and his arms were still bent to protect him.

When Wu Jiu saw it, he immediately understood that just now Wu Jiu carried Qi Hou on his back, and Qi Hou used his hands and body to protect Wu Jiu all the time, preventing the fire from reaching Wu Jiu. As a result, Qi Hou's hand was burned very badly serious.

Wu Jiu looked at Qi Hou's burnt and comatose state, his eye circles felt a little sore, he clenched his hands into fists, and said in a low voice, "Tang'er, quickly bandage your wound."

Tang Wu hurriedly responded and quickly came over to check. He had brought the medicine box over just now, and immediately sprinkled medicine on Qihou's burnt area, and then made a temporary treatment.

There were a lot of people onlookers, three floors inside and three floors outside, guests, doctors from the state of Qi, doctors from the state of Chu, and some handymen and cooks, all stared at this scene in a daze, and some people kept fighting the fire .

Wu Jiao stood up, his eyes flashed coldly across the crowd, Xiong Ziyuan was also in the crowd, a little resentful, he didn't burn Wu Jiao to death, when Wu Jiao's eyes swept over, Xiong Ziyuan quickly lowered his head, pretending to be nothing.

Wu Jiu looked around, frowned suddenly, walked over, and stood right in front of the steward of Dongguo Ya's mansion.

The steward himself felt guilty, startled, and quickly lowered his head, but saw Wu Jiao staring at him coldly, then raised his hand to lift the steward's sleeve.

There was wine on the sleeve of the steward, and he spilled it when he poured the wine, but because of the rush, he didn’t have time to change his clothes, and just to put out the fire, the steward deliberately splashed some water on his sleeve, and many servants beside him were covered with Water, because of the rush to put out the fire, it is inevitable to spill all over the body.

The steward thought that others would not be able to see it, after all the wine had been diluted, but Wu Jiu's sense of smell and taste were very sensitive, and he immediately smelled the smell of alcohol.

Today is a birthday banquet, so the smell of alcohol should be normal, but the guests should smell of alcohol, and the steward is a servant, and there are not enough people at the banquet. Logically speaking, the steward should have no chance to drink at all. If it is not careful It was a coincidence that the wine was spilled on the sleeve.

The back of Wu Jiu's hand also had a certain degree of burns, which were extremely conspicuous on his fair skin, but Wu Jiu didn't care about it, his face was gloomy, he touched the wet sleeve of the manager with his index finger and middle finger, and then narrowed his eyes and said, "Kill this murderer!" The king's thief, take it down!"

The people next to him were a little surprised, they didn't know why Wu Jiao said this suddenly, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, but Zhao Hu quickly rushed up, he believed Wu Jiao's words, "Boom!" The steward kicked the ground.

The steward fell to the ground suddenly, and shouted in horror: "Oh... you are wronged... you are wronged! Help! Help! The villain is wronged..."

Wu Jiu laughed, because he inhaled a lot of smoke and coughed, which made his voice extremely hoarse, and said in a low voice, "Is there any injustice? Let's call it in the next life."

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【small theater】

Qihou Xiaobai: I have received more than 2000 bottles of unknown white liquid (nutrient solution) from little angels, and I have fed all of them to my second brother, who is full every day!

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