[Quick Transmigration] Slap System for Snake Essence

As soon as Cang Mo finished speaking, the man in black slowly loosened his grip on it, and he fainted unexpectedly, and fell limply into the bathtub.

Puzzled, he pulled up the man in black and lifted his veil. The moment he saw the assassin's face, Cang Mo couldn't help but frowned and thought to himself: It's so ugly, it's on par with his appearance. I thought that the eyes are so good-looking, and the appearance should not be much different, but I didn't expect that the other party, like him, can see except for the eyes, but the appearance is also unflattering.

Judging from the assassin's blackened lips, he must have been poisoned, no wonder he passed out suddenly, Cang Mo looked at the assassin's face with disgust, thinking whether it would be better to save him or just hand him over to Li Haoxuan for credit.

After stripping the assassin naked and throwing it on the bed, Cang Mo curled his lips, don't look at the ugly face of the assassin, but this body is unique, with charming bronze skin, firm and broad chest, even with the wounded waist Still beautiful and healthy, with strong and slender legs, even the place where he is most proud of being a man is bigger than ordinary people. If the assassin's face is more beautiful, he will definitely fascinate all the young women in Zimu Dynasty.

Cang Mo's eyes stayed on the man's Adam's apple for a while, and then he stopped his attention on the blackened knife wound on his waist. The poisonous blood that flowed out before had been washed away by the water, and now it no longer bleeds.

The knife wound was slender and deep, extending to the back of the waist. It should be wounded by a very thin and thin sword. Cang Mo ignored the assassin's injury and turned him over casually. Even the curve of his back was very eye-catching. .

But Cang Mo's attention at this time has been completely attracted by the mysterious special black figure at the end of the assassin's spine, which is composed of a kind of words he does not know, saying that words are not like words, and that paintings are not paintings. Drawn in one stroke, the strokes are vigorous and powerful, full of ancient and fantasy atmosphere.

Cang Mo took a cursory look at him and didn't care about him, but walked out of the yard swaggeringly, wandered around, and then came back at his leisure.

During this period of time, the assassin's aura became weaker and weaker. It should be that the poison in him had invaded his lungs. If he didn't detoxify quickly, he would surely die. Since Cang Mo had made up his mind not to hand him over, he naturally wouldn't let the assassin get away with it. Die like this.

Using the power of the soul, he put his hands on the back of the man in black, to find out where the poison in his body spread, and then slowly forced it out little by little.

Cang Mo's hand moved slowly on the back of the man in black, and the wound on the man's waist began to ooze black poisonous blood, which soaked the bedding on the bed, and it took about two or three hours before the poison in the man's body was drained They were all forced out, and at this moment, the assassin's sallow complexion finally no longer turned black, but was extremely pale.

Cang Mo raised his head and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and frowned in dissatisfaction. It was really not worth it to waste so much energy for a stranger.

After seeing the assassin's breathing was weak but calm, Cang Mo didn't care that he was still naked, just left him there so casually, and went to sleep in the side room by himself, regardless of whether the assassin could survive in the end.

Early the next morning, the butler came to tell the story in person, saying that the prince had invited him, and Cang Mo knew it was because of the assassins entering the palace last night.

Sure enough, when Cang Mo saw the prince, the prince veiledly blamed him for not doing his best last night, and even failed to see the assassins in the mansion.

Cang Mo already had a plan to deal with it, so he prevaricated on the grounds that he still failed to find any traces of the assassin after a secret search. The prince learned from the secret guards that he did go out for a while last night, and then returned empty-handed. He found the trace of the assassin, so he didn't really hold on to this point, but ordered Cang Mo to hand over the assassin within ten days, otherwise he would not be used anymore.

Cang Mo had no objection to this, anyway, he wouldn't worry if he couldn't hand over the assassin after ten days, at most it would be okay to settle Qiao Wan'er cleanly and then leave, but that would be a bit cheaper for Qiao Wan'er, he still wanted to take it easy Seeing Qiao Wan'er getting depressed little by little, seeing her being abandoned by Li Haoxuan like a shoe.

When Cang Mo returned to the yard, the assassin had disappeared, even the blood-stained quilt on his bed disappeared, so it seemed that the assassin was not bad and knew to take the stolen goods away with him.

About two days later, Cang Mo searched around the palace randomly, but found no so-called clues related to the assassin, and returned to his yard contentedly.

When he opened the door and stepped into his room, he keenly sensed the presence of other people in the room. Cang Mo didn't panic or guard, but walked into the room and sat on one of the stools as usual, Then he picked up two teacups, put one in front of him, and the other not far from the edge of the table. After pouring the tea, he said calmly to the air, "You are a guest, why don't you sit down and have a drink together?" How about the tea?"

A man in black flashed out from behind the curtain pillar, walked to the left side of Cang Mo with a stern expression, sat down on the stool with tea in front of the table, and said, "Why save me?" It is as deep and magnetic as an ancient pool.

Cang Mo recognized from those familiar deep eyes and the Adam's apple that made him feel itchy every time he saw it for some reason, the man in front of him was the assassin he saved that night, but he was surprised that the man's face changed greatly The changes in his appearance, Fengshen is handsome, his face is like a crown jade, and his beauty is unparalleled. Coupled with a lean and tall figure, and a thick and sonorous voice, Cang Mo, who has always been less concerned about his appearance, can't help but feel a little jealous.

"Tsk, why do you have to be so easy-going? Do you think your original self is too ugly?" Cang Mo mocked deliberately.

"This is my original appearance." The man in black asked patiently again after answering: "Why save me?"

Cang Mo automatically ignored his second sentence, and said with a sneer, "Impossible, I checked your face that night, and there was no trace of disguise."

"Don't you know that there is a kind of Disfigurement Pill that can make people look so ugly? You don't know that because of your appearance, but you don't know it?" the man in black said. When I saw Cang Mo's appearance for the first time in the Marriage Temple, I recognized him and took pills to cover up his original appearance.

At this time, he changed the subject and asked persistently, "Why did you save me?"

"So that's the case, then I don't know if brother has an antidote for my disfiguring pill. If I can take one, I'll tell you why I saved you." Cang Mo blinked slyly, rubbed his chin and suddenly realized road.

The man in black was also very straightforward. He took out a light yellow pill from his waist and handed it to Cang Mo. He thought that Cang Mo would not take the pill given by an assassin at will, but he did not expect the other party to take his medicine. Without any hesitation, he threw it into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it a few times. After eating, he smacked his lips and commented: "It tastes good, and there is a refreshing feeling in the mouth after eating."

The man in black couldn't help being a little surprised. He couldn't figure out why the person in front of him acted so unpredictable, so he had to look at it differently.

"Aren't you afraid that this is poison?" The man in black suddenly said this sentence without knowing why, trying to see if he could respond to the other party.

Cang Mo did not answer immediately, but sucked the bronze mirror on the shelf into his hand first, picked it up to take a picture, and there was no change, then said with a smile: "If you want to kill me, after I fell asleep in the middle of the night that night You can easily kill me, but you didn't do it, so I know you don't want my life, I will save you only because you helped me in the marriage temple, and I just don't like to owe Everyone is human." Speaking of this, he picked up the bronze mirror again and looked at it, wondering: "Why hasn't it changed? How long will it take for the medicine to take effect?"

"It's time for a stick of incense." The man in black was even more astonished. At that time, he thought that he would never be discovered with his martial arts, but he didn't expect that the person sitting in front of him not only discovered him, but also recognized him with just one glance. The self who covered his face is really unfathomable.

"Oh, does that brother want to assassinate the prince this time?" Cang Mo nodded clearly, and then casually stated the real purpose of the man in black: "Can you tell me why you want to assassinate the prince? In the past, maybe I can help Xiongtai."

"..."

The man in black simply didn't know what expression he should use to face Cang Mo. He had already secretly inquired about the other party's strange behavior, and also knew that the other party had been recruited by the prince and promised to eliminate the assassins who sneaked into the palace for him, but this man At this time, he could say so calmly that he might help him assassinate the prince, which made people speechless.

"Thank you, don't bother me." The man in black gave him a strange look, before returning to his paralyzed face.

"Really, forget it." Cang Mo curled his lips in boredom, as if thinking of something, he asked: "Then I wonder if you have heard that there is a medicine in this world that can make people forget their memories? "

The man in black nodded his head almost invisible, and Cang Mo continued with a smile: "Whether there is such an antidote, brother, to be honest, I have amnesia now, and I don't remember the past at all, but my head is not hurt. So I guess I must have suffered from amnesia."

The man in black was about to open his lips when his pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the other's face in disbelief, stunned and stiff.

Cang Mo remembered that it was time for a stick of incense, raised his eyebrows and picked up the mirror disapprovingly, thinking that even if he took the antidote and became uglier, there is no need to show a ghost-like expression.

When he saw the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror, he couldn't help being shocked. The appearance of the person in the mirror was so similar to Qiao Wan'er. Could it be that he and Qiao Wan'er were related by blood? Thinking of this possibility, Cang Mo immediately sank down, even if He was related by blood with that person, so he must be in a hostile position, otherwise Qiao Wan'er would not have tried every means to harm him.

"Why, you've been fascinated by me? For the sake of your good looks, my manly words still count." After suppressing his doubts, Cang Mo took a second look at his appearance, I found that his appearance was much more delicate than Qiao Waner's. Although he was very similar, compared with his current appearance, Qiao Waner's face was lifeless and pale, like a painting without a soul, while his face Then the spirit is flying high, every frown and smile is incomparably evil, as if he wants to draw out all the three souls and seven souls of a person.