Zhao Wanxi was full of dark fire, but now she is good. She has been given a handful of firewood. You can imagine what she feels like in her heart.

She didn't feel well, and so did Joan.

Seeing her master threatened by them as slaves, Joan's tears fell down.

Not even scolding hibiscus, blindly immersed in the remorse.

"Niang Niang, it's all the fault of the maidservant. It's the maidservant's improper employment. Maidservant..."

Breathing and choking, the neck is a stem, but also a pair of open-minded posture.

"Lady, you don't have to worry about me. Go away. I'm not sorry to die!"

It's like an exciting beginning. With Joan's cry, the rest of the people in Qionghua palace rushed to follow.

"Yes, ma'am, leave us alone, and go away!"

"They are not good people. Don't be threatened by them, madam."

"If you can protect the empress with this life, the slaves will!"

Every word is from the bottom of my heart. When someone is moved, naturally someone is angry.

Without shouting a few words, the bodyguard who was responsible for escorting them started to beat people under the sign of Leng junyang. He didn't hold on for a while, and was soon suppressed by the screams.

It also made Zhao Wanxi sad.

"Stop it! I am as you wish. "

The palace people's motive is good, but in the face of this kindness, Zhao Wanxi can only smile bitterly.

Don't say she won't really leave Joan and go with the big guy. Even if she can, she may not really go.

The dark guard standing behind her is not a vegetarian.

After unloading her strength, her fingers were loosened and her silver needles fell to the ground.

When there was no threat at all, hibiscus took the initiative to come forward, took the potion from Zhao Wanxi's hand, and helped her take down the human skin mask.

It's very gentle. It's not rude at all.

Soon, Zhao Wanxi's Lotus face appeared in everyone's eyes. Even from such a long distance, she could clearly see that Ouyang shengqian's eyes lit up.

Without the mask, this time, her brow wrinkled deeper.

Seeing that Ouyang shengqian was walking this way, Zhao Wanxi subconsciously stepped back two steps. Then the back shoulder acupoints hurt and her body suddenly sank.

The voice of Hibiscus is still insipid and innocent.

"Please forgive me. In order not to hurt you, I have to seal your Kung Fu first. Please forgive me."

Zhao Wanxi

The capital has been sealed. What can we do even if we don't forgive?

I didn't expect that she was so bad that she couldn't even see the Kung Fu of the maid in waiting for her.

This is not a general threat, and it's a pity that the other party didn't kill him at that time, otherwise

The idea just turned for a while, hear behind the back have deep "Wu" sound to ring out, she turns round to see, before threatening her that dark Wei, sword again frame on the neck of night Phoenix dust.

The latter's eyes are slowly open, but he has awakened.

"Are you all right?"

"Nothing."

Rubbing his neck, he responded to Zhao Wanxi. After a while, the night Phoenix dust, who had completely awakened, looked at the sword on her shoulder and nodded slightly.

The utterance is obviously different.

"I didn't expect that they were a little bit drunk. If they didn't pay attention to it, they were on their way."

The so-called "a little drunk" is the unique drug of flame island. The effect is not generally good.

Just a little bit, even if it is no matter how powerful the master, can also faint in an instant. However, the disadvantages are also very obvious, and the pertinence is very strong. Only one person can be treated at a time.

And it doesn't last very long, but after a while, the winner will wake up.

Since it's the only magic drug of flame Island, how does it fall into other people's hands? Today, Zhao Wanxi doesn't want to pursue it any more. She is relieved to see the night Phoenix dust safe.

"I'm sorry to trouble you."

She doesn't want to pursue, as in the night Phoenix dust, obviously not so calm.

The meditation at the bottom of the eyes is clearly visible, but the mouth doesn't say it. After listening to Zhao Wanxi apologizing to him, he immediately spilled a smile that was not very serious.

"I'm not even tired. I'm very happy to be with you at such a time."

Zhao Wanxi

Nani?

It's time to die at any time, man. Can you figure out the situation? Why don't you be serious?

Can't help but black line, but there is someone else to plug in.

"It's worthy of being my favorite. The charm is really extraordinary.""Yes? Thank you very much

It's not the same thing at all. Facing Ouyang shengqian, Zhao Wanxi is more upright and calm than facing yefengchen.

And it doesn't matter whether she was dethroned by the fake. What matters is that in her heart, she is still the queen of Nanlin.

Listen to her words, and that full of confidence, Ouyang shengqian just smile, but Zhao Wanxi sharp eyed, in the end or see something different in that smile.

Then she glanced at Leng junyang, who was not far away. She had a bottom in her heart.

Having been proved, almost all Nanlin's courtiers have stood by him. The so-called name is right. With the real Nanlin royal family, Ouyang shengqian has the upper hand.

Before so unscrupulous, but also because month by month is false, now the situation is different, no wonder his eyes are particularly dignified.

The overall situation is good for Nanlin, but Zhao Wanxi's heart is not relaxed.

When he was forced to leave the capital that day, Leng junyang was not only cut off his tendons, but more importantly, he was so insane that he was not as good as a normal person.

Who would have thought that once you come back, it's all right to turn the whole head and the whole tail. Look at the spirit, where is there any problem?

Or was he just pretending that day?

If it's true, under such circumstances, you can still think of a way to pretend to be crazy. I have to say that this man is really terrible.

Although it is not so obvious, almost everyone's attention is all on him. As a client, Leng junyang's feelings are clear.

Zhao Wanxi doesn't need to care too much for the time being. As for Ouyang shengqian

"Lord Xiqi, why don't we make a deal?"

"What deal?"

"Naturally, it's a good deal for the Lord. The emperor of Nanlin must not be false. As for the intention of the Lord, it may not be impossible to discuss it. "

"Leng junyang, what do you mean?"