The young master has magical powers

Why, why kill him?

In fact, on the day Tongque Terrace was slaughtered, Que Wusheng killed someone for the first time, but he never used the jade fan in his hand, but the long sword that someone else dropped on the ground. There is not a single living person in Tongque Terrace, those killers escaped and died...

The magpie is silent in sleep.

At this moment, his ears were full of noises... It was people talking...

"Shouldn't Young Master Yan protect such wicked people, how few disputes have arisen because of him?" It was the voice of an old man.

"Because of him? What is the specific reason? It's not that you fancy his hands! After all, you want to keep them for yourself. Why do you say so grandly?"

It was Yan Zizai's voice, I don't know why, it was slightly hoarse, it was different from what Hong Yao said...

"It's difficult for Young Master Yan not to take it for himself?" This time it was a young girl's voice.

Que silently recollects carefully, the sound made by that kind of person is still different from the sound made by weapons. The words spoken by weapons are very quiet, you can only hear this sentence, but what people say is different, With breath and warmth...

The breath hits the face, itchy...

How come it's so close?

Que Wusheng struggled to open his eyes, vaguely, only felt that someone was very close to him, and there was a nice fragrance on his body, Que Wusheng didn't know what it was like, it wasn't the fragrance of flowers, it wasn't Tired.

Que Wusheng managed to see clearly that this person was Yan Zizai.

Inexplicably relieved.

Que Wusheng said softly: "Your... eyelashes are very long..."

Yan Zizai smiled, his eyes were very clear, the corners of his eyes were raised, and Que Wusheng could almost see the bottom of his heart from his eyes.

Yan Zizai didn't care about Que Wusheng's staring eyes, and gently put him on the bed.

Que silently asked in confusion: "Just now... what happened? I seem to have heard many voices... How long have I been in a coma?"

"It's too noisy outside, so I'll carry you back to your room." Yan Zizai said again: "Not much, half an hour later."

Magpie was startled silently, and said, "I thought it was several days."

She shivered as she spoke, "Why is it so cold?"

Que Wusheng didn't see his appearance, otherwise he would definitely be shocked.

Yan Zizai covered Que Wusheng with a quilt, wiped off the icicles on Que Wusheng's eyebrows, and looked at him distressedly.

Que Wusheng's whole body is snow white now, ice scum is already on his hair, and it is slowly turning white...

Yan Zizai said: "Don't worry, Ah Ruo will save you."

Magpie nodded silently, a little sleepy, but still endured: "They... have already left? I'm causing you trouble, wait until I get better..."

Hearing what he said, Yan Zizai knew that he heard it just now, so he just smiled and said, "Don't pay attention to them."

Que silently nodded, already very listless, but he knew that if he woke up after falling asleep, he might not be able to hear the sound...

Que said silently: "Then you... what is your reason?"

What Que Wusheng said was unclear, but Yan Zizai knew that Que Wusheng was asking him why he stayed in Yanjiacun.

Yan Zizai smiled and said: "I am a person who is not afraid of trouble. The more troublesome the more lively, the more I like it. If others want to kill, I will protect them. Otherwise, there will not be so many Jianghu people in the village..."

As soon as Yan Zizai finished speaking, Que Wusheng fainted again. Yan Zizai breathed a sigh of relief and stared at Que Wusheng for a long time. Why did he stay in Yanjia Village...

Yan Zizai shook his silent hands, white and slender, as if they were made of jade, these hands brought him glory, but also brought him trouble...

So why on earth did I want him to stay in Yanjia Village?

"Big Brother, Big Brother, I thought of a clever trick to force poison." Yan Ziruo "flyed" in directly from the window, so he happened to see Yan Zizai holding Que Silence's hand with a gentle expression on his face.

Yan Zizai's expression was flat, and he put his silent hand into the bed: "What's wrong, what can I do?"

In fact, Que Wusheng's poisoning is very serious, and Yan Zizai is not sure whether Yan Ziruo can get rid of it.

That blood fox... is indeed a poison!The ultimate poison.

In fact, the blood fox was originally a snow fox, but because it ate too much poison, it turned blood red.

Moreover, the poisons on the teeth and claws of this fox are different... It is said that there are about [-] kinds of poisons on the body...

Yan Zizai wished he could kill that fox, but Hua Jinniang and Yan Ziruo stopped him. At that time Yan Zizai sneered and said, "If you don't let it be killed, I can only kill you." Pointing at Yan Ziruo.

At that time Yan Ziruo broke out in a cold sweat.

Yan Ziruo knew that Yan Zizai could really do it.

Yan Ziruo said: "The poison of this fox is extremely strong, even though elder brother used his internal force just now to... sister-in-law..." After saying this word, Yan Ziruo peeked at Yan Zizai.

Yan Zizai's expression softened a little, but he still said, "Nonsense."

Yan Ziruo chuckled, knowing Que Wusheng's position in Yan Zizai's heart, he immediately went on to say: "Use internal force to force out the poison of the young master, but there is still a lot of it in the body, which will fuse with the blood..."

Seeing Que who got off the bed, he said silently: "The snow fox has turned into a blood fox, maybe the young master will turn into white...it's amazing..."

With surprise and longing on his face, if the person in front of him hadn't been silent, maybe he would take it back for experimentation...

"Ahhh..." Yan Ziruo had already been picked up by Yan Zizai!

Yan Zizai smiled and said, "Tell me quickly! How can it be cured!"

Don't be afraid of the king of Hades scolding, but be afraid of the king of Hades laughing!

Yan Ziruo hurriedly said: "Well... let him exchange blood with someone! But it will be a bit troublesome to find a suitable person, so now, let's do bloodletting!"

Yan Zizai frowned: "Bleeding? How much?"

Yan Ziruo said excitedly: "If he recovers, it's best to let him go..."

The neck was strangled even tighter, and Yan Ziruo said again: "Of course, the person will die in that case, so, try to release as much as possible before dying... ah..."

Yan Ziruo was thrown out, but it happened to hit Wu Shouju.

Wu Shouju yelled: "I have a broken leg...you can't kick me out! It's all because of your brother!"

Yan Zizai had issued a death order just now, before the sun goes down, if anyone who is not from Yanjia Village does not leave, he will be shot!Including Wu Shouju!

However, now Yan Zizai doesn't care about these people, he just closes the window.

He also heard Yan Ziruo yelling: "Brother! Remember to bleed! Save the blood for me...I will study and study..."

Yan Zizai sat by the bed again, looking at Que Wusheng who was trembling all over, he had no choice but to take out Que Wusheng's hand again, it was cold, if it wasn't for Que Wusheng still shaking, he would have thought it was a real body corpse.

Then Yan Ziruo shouted outside again: "Brother, let go of the hand that was bitten by the fox."

Yan Zizai gritted his teeth resentfully, put this hand under the quilt, and got up to get the other hand, because it was on the inner side of the bed, so Yan Zizai almost lay on Que Wusheng's body.

You can hear Que Wusheng's heartbeat, and you can also see Que Wusheng's fair neck and pale lips...

"Brother, let the blood out quickly, or it will be miserable!" Yan Ziruo still shouted.

Yan Zizai came back to his senses, and hurriedly took out Que Silence's injured hand, and saw that the bitten place was slowly healing!

No wonder Yan Ziruo wanted him to hurry up.

"Brother, this is a knife!" Before he could finish speaking, a dagger flew in from the window, and directly stuck into Que Wusheng's pillow!

If Yan Zizai was not in a hurry now, he would have beaten Yan Ziruo so hard that he couldn't get out of bed!

Yan Zizai drew out the dagger, but carefully opened the wound again, a lot of black blood came out.

Yan Ziruo picked up the teacup and continued, not for the sake of silence, but because he didn't want to get his clothes dirty.

Maybe the bloodletting really worked, Que Wusheng gradually became less cold, and the icicles on his hair were also less.It's just that the blood will stop flowing automatically after only drinking this teacup.

Yan Ziruo frowned, thought for a while, and tried to cut again with the knife, leaving only a few drops of black blood, and stopped bleeding.

"Brother, it doesn't work, part of the poison has already entered the body, and because it is a variety of poisons, it has produced strange properties.

For example, the whole body is cold, and the wound is healed, but there are also poisons that destroy the wound.In short, I still need to study what strange things there are, so I didn't ask for that blood for nothing. "

Yan Zizai sighed helplessly. When he walked to the window, he saw Yan Ziruo and Wu Shouju peeping through the gap. When he opened the window, he saw Wu Shouju still standing on one leg...

Yan Zizai supported his forehead.

Yan Ziruo chuckled.

Wu Shouju looked at the two of them and smiled...

-

At night, Yanjia Village is actually brightly lit.

There were also many people standing at the entrance of the village.

There are also many people in front of Yan's house.

"Young Master Yan, I hope you can hand over Que Wusheng!" A leading man in his 60s shouted there.

"Hand over! Hand over!"

The door opened, Yan Zizai was still dressed in red, blood red, his eyes were cold, and strangely, there was a smile on his mouth.

The ghostly aura made everyone take a step back.

The old man did not retreat, but took a step forward: "Young Master Yan, we are not making trouble for no reason. You must know how dangerous Que Wusheng is. Your Yan Family Village is known as a paradise in the world. Don't you have the heart to let this paradise be destroyed?"

Yan Zizai snorted coldly and said, "You also know that you are making trouble for no reason!"

"You!" The old man gritted his teeth and swallowed the words he wanted to scold, and then comforted him softly: "Why does Young Master Yan keep this evil?"

Yan Zizai said: "You already know that he is a scourge? What's more, if I hand him over, why don't you kill him on the spot?"

"That can't be done!" It was not the old man who said this, but the people behind: "Que Wusheng's hands are still valuable."

Yan Zizai couldn't help but sneer.

The old man couldn't help but secretly scolded the speaker as a waste!He only said again: "We are not those murderous demons. Naturally, we must be silenced first. If we can be used by the people of the Jianghu, it will be good, if not..."

"It's so clever!" Yan Zizai laughed loudly when he heard it, these guys with benevolent faces!

The old man became angry from embarrassment: "Will you hand it over to someone!"

"No! What do you want?" Yan Zizai challenged.

"Then don't blame us for slaughtering the village! Anyway, you are also a big devil here, and this old man can be regarded as killing harm for the people!"

There are so many people, you can't kill them if you don't believe it!

The slaughter of Tongque Terrace had already made them look forward to it!