Pretty Prince vs Fake Girl

Under the noise of the crowd, the door of the room next to Murong Ze was opened a small gap, and the water color revealed two quick-witted eyes, observing the surrounding movement slowly.

In the room, Wen Cai, who was secretly summoned by Murong Ze, was lying flat on the bed like a dead pig. There was a commotion outside, but he still slept peacefully like a mountain.

With Abbot Kongche's help, Murongze's pressure was greatly relieved, and while he was still concentrating on gazing, Liang Xuan, who still couldn't figure out the situation, was actually beautiful and thought his life was too light, so he still bravely climbed up to the place. Murong Ze's bed.

On the corridor, Yang Buzheng looked coldly at Han Sitong who was trembling all over, and was also keenly aware of the probing gazes projected from other rooms, so he straightened his mind and made up his mind.

"Everyone, whether you want to listen or not, Yang's words must be right. Abbot Kong Che is the same as Master Zhao Dao. Master Ci Nian and Lao are the two subduing them."

The low and majestic words made the other leaders who stayed out of the matter unable to remain indifferent. Lin Ziren, who was determined to become a qualified leader and dog leg, couldn't sit still, and flirted with his two disciples in the room fearfully. But it was the first to stand up.

Yang Buzheng nodded slightly in satisfaction, his heavy gaze immediately made Lin Ziren shiver uncontrollably.

He swallowed his saliva, raised his eyes and glanced at the other closed doors, feeling quite sad that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, he said with a flattering smile, "I hope the leader will make it clear."

Yang Buzheng glanced at him meaningfully, then said in a loud voice, "It took me more than ten days to arrive in southern Xinjiang for killing demons and slaughtering corpses. There is no need to hide in the righteous way of the world. It is conceivable that the Demon Cult It has already been informed of our actions."

Lin Ziren was taken aback immediately, "Wow, how can this be good? This, this, this, this Liang Chengyou must have dug a trap long ago and waited for us to fall into the net, right?"

Yang Buzheng couldn't help being slightly surprised, but the approving and deep gaze made Lin Ziren's heart skip a beat, wondering if what he said just now had insulted the majesty of the righteous way, but he didn't know that his sincere panic came so justly, Yang Buzheng was worrying about nothing. People responded, so they couldn't help but treat him with admiration.

Yang Buzheng said, "Master Lin, don't panic. Since Yang dared to challenge us today, he already had a plan to deal with it. No matter how amazing Liang Chengyou is, he is just a mortal. He wants to destroy us this time. Guarding the Xueyan Mountain to resist stubbornly, as the saying goes, the best defense is to attack, if he can put a spy in my party, how easy will his tricks be to perform?"

As soon as these words came out, although the heads were surprised, they still showed doubts on their faces.

Lu Zhiqian glanced at Hu Ting, who nodded slightly. He pushed the door out just now, and said modestly, "According to the leader's intention, the ginseng soup sent in tonight is to force the traitor to show up?"

Yang Buzheng admitted generously, "Yes, these ginseng soups are just ordinary ginger tea that I asked Xiaoer to prepare. I hope it can help everyone resist the severe cold and activate menstrual blood. But once it is labeled as detoxification, Yang believes that smart and caring people It must be that they dare not drink it with peace of mind, and there can only be one type of people who can drink it..."

"Those who have already been poisoned by the poisonous stiffness..." Lu Zhiqian understood immediately, and suddenly realized, and his clear eyes couldn't help catching up with Ci Nian who was strangling with Kong Che.

Han Sitong's complexion was already pale, Zhou Qin's hand slightly retracted, her legs and feet gave way, and she fell to the ground.

Lin Ziren swallowed his saliva with a face ashen, and the two disciples also looked very pale. The three of them stared in horror at Yang Buzheng, who had an unpredictable face.

You know, the three bowls in their room are all bottomed out!

Lin Ziren was frightened for a while, and decided to be frank and lenient. When he spoke, his lips trembled uncontrollably due to nervousness, and he called softly, "Leader..."

Yang Buzheng looked deeply, and said, "What's the matter?"

Lin Ziren hesitated for a long while, then said very carefully, "I...I...we... drank..."

Yang Buzheng couldn't help frowning, did you drink?What did you drink?

ginger tea...

When reacting, Yang Buzheng smoothed his frowning brows immediately, and took a deep look at the panic-stricken Yelanzhai three people, then curled the corners of his mouth and smiled like a spring breeze, "How can Village Master Lin be like them? You drink Yes, that is definitely the trust in me, Yang, and Yang feels relieved, the village master Lin has a heart and courage, it is really touching!"

Lu Zhiqian looked away expressionlessly, Zhou Qin snorted coldly, but he didn't know who he was despising, and Lin Ziren's back was already covered with sweat, his face was cramped, and he couldn't hold back a slight smile for a long time.

Yang Buzheng patted him on the shoulder vigorously, like a close friend, and moved, "Since Zhaizhu Lin trusts Yang so much, then Yang has something to ask, I wonder if Zhaizhu Lin will agree?"

Lin Ziren's lips trembled for a while, and Fang said weakly, "Yes...Leader, please tell me..."

Yang Buzheng said frankly, "Since the Demon Cult despises me and the Central Plains martial arts so much, how can we just sit and wait? There is only one person today, but if we wait any longer, Liang Chengyou won't attack with his troops. The village master Laolin has worked hard to prepare the horses for our trip, and we will go up the mountain immediately!"

Startled, Han Sitong suddenly came back to his senses, grabbed Zhou Qin's arm, and said eagerly, "My master! What will happen to my master?"

Zhou Qin looked at Yang Buzheng suspiciously, and asked, "Miss Han, this is the end, would you like to tell me where your master's poison came from?"

Han Sitong's clear eyes were already filled with tears, and when he blinked lightly, crystal clear teardrops rolled down one by one, wetting the back of Zhou Qin's hands.

With low and suppressed sobs, she said slowly, "Master has been in retreat before, and she has never seen anyone, but a month ago, Master, she left the retreat in a hurry. After that, she became very strange. , until one night, I saw her standing alone on the bed in a daze, with frightening white hair growing on her face and the back of her hands, and her eyes were empty and terrifying. Let me tell you about the poison that has been spread! How dare I talk nonsense in front of her if she doesn’t tell the truth? Master, master, she must have been framed by someone from the Demon Cult. Master, she is not a traitor, and she didn’t do it voluntarily! "

The bruise on Zhou Qin's arm made Han Sitong feel pain from pinching, but he gritted his teeth to hold back, and his heart became more suspicious.

Judging from Han Sitong's tone, Master Ci Nian did not seem to have colluded with Yang Buzheng in advance, but Yang Buzheng's current behavior was exactly the same as that person in the small forest said, and the time of Ci Nian's poisoning was strange and strange So close, what's going on here?

His eyes kept lingering on Han Sitong's hands on Zhou Qin's arms. Yang Buzheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, and roughly pulled Zhou Qin up, and said sharply, "I have my own conclusion about the matter of the teacher. To start the journey up the mountain, there is no time to delay, hurry up and get ready!"

Zhou Qin shook off Yang Buzheng's restraint, cast a cold glance at him, and still stepped forward to help Han Sitong, who was limp from crying, into the room, and then took the order to leave without even looking at him again.

Yang Buzheng was furious, and he clenched his fists calmly, and a figure of Ci Nian struggling to fight suddenly appeared in his ruthless eyes. Immediately, his figure flickered ghostly, and he hit the Baihui acupoint of Ci Nian with his palm .

Shocked, Kong Che quickly withdrew his hands, there was no strange color in Ci Nian's eyes, but the Governor Vessel was oppressed, and he fainted on the spot.

"Amitabha, lord, you are..."

Yang Buzheng shook his sleeves vigorously, put his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice, "Abbot, don't worry, I have my own measure in my hands, sooner rather than later, I'd better set off as soon as possible."

Although Ci Nian was subdued, she couldn't take her life, let alone leave her alone, so Yang Buzheng sealed her internal energy and left her two disciples to take good care of her.

She Haishan, the leader of Kongtong, was still hesitant before he left. He walked to Yang Buzheng's seat, and said worriedly, "I'm waiting for the team to go up the mountain so rashly. The ally, think twice."

Yang Buzheng lowered his eyes immediately, calmly, and said calmly, "If Kongtong is worried, he can wait for the rendezvous here. As long as I don't succeed in this trip, I will become benevolent. Once I am benevolent, I will at least leave the head of She, Kongtong. One branch, can still uphold justice for my righteous way and eradicate the demon sect."

One word weighs a thousand catties.

The implication is very obvious, if he succeeds tonight, he will lose face to get a share of the mountains of treasures in Xueyan Mountain, but it doesn't matter if this is the case, I'm afraid that if the eight sects die tonight, Then how could the Demon Cult leave Kongtong alone and not deal with it, then with his own power, he would die even more bleakly.

She Haishan was not stupid, he opened up the eight extraordinary meridians after careful thought, his face turned red immediately, he could only sigh for a long time, and retreated.

Those of other sects who had the same concerns as Kongtong stopped talking, and the group headed towards Xueyan Mountain silently and grandly.

However, in the team of only 30 people, no one was aware of it, and none of the four members of the Minghe gang followed.

Inside the Spring Breeze Inn, next to Wen Cai who had been in a coma, lay Shui Se, who also fell asleep inexplicably, a figure retreated from their room vigorously and dexterously, and gently knocked on the door next door.

Ever since Master Ci Nian was captured, although Murong Ze was anxious to summon Wen Cai to follow Yang Buzheng's men, he was dragged by Liang Xuan, unable to move for a long time.

He was already extremely annoyed and impatient, because no matter how domineering internal force he used, Liang Xuan was still unscathed, as if he could use his body to absorb his internal force.

At first hearing the knock on the door, I thought it was Wen Cai, and immediately shouted, "Wen Cai, you bold slave, come in quickly!"

The door opened in response to the sound, creaking, but there was no one outside the door, only a red fence was left empty.

Murong Ze was puzzled, Liang Xuan was holding his thigh tightly with both hands at this moment, his face was full of flattery, and he was very obscene, he didn't care much, dragged that rascal all the way to the door, his head Just as he reached out, a burst of unknown white smoke suddenly rushed towards him.

Alarm bells rang out in my heart, and when my thoughts were like lightning, my body had already started to move spontaneously, but Liang Xuan's hands dragged the body that jumped up and backed up, and immediately fell to the ground, inhaling a big puff of white smoke.

Immediately, he was dizzy and his limbs were weak.

When Murong Ze lay limp on the ground, he cursed in his heart——

No matter what, in the future he will definitely chop off Liang Xuan's hands...and cut off his tongue!

The author has something to say:

So I was dragged into a chapter of nonsense by my gossip and family life... I am sorry for the party and the people... draw a circle...