Chapter 781

The disciple hugged meow Xiaojiu, then turned around and put the pill into Yin fangyue's mouth.

Yin fangyue's whole face is red and swollen, and her mouth is numb. If she wants to resist, any action will involve the pain on her face, so when the pill falls into her mouth, she completely forgets the resistance.

"What did you give me to eat?" Yin fangyue stares big eyes.

"Oh, it's nothing. We call it mating stimulation there."

"What?" I cannot understand you.

"That's right. It's similar to the love medicine you have here, but it's much more powerful than that one. It must be twenty times a night. Maybe you won't feel pain."

"..." Yin fangyue's eyes are full of despair.

Miaola looked at her sympathetically.

This woman must be very regretful. How did so many women get into trouble with meow Xiaojiu? Don't look at the innocent and harmless look on the dead cat's face. It's cruel and terrible.

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"Yinhua, what poison did he get?" Yinlei strides in, his voice is hoarse, and it's especially hard to hear.

At first glance, it sounds like a torn vocal cord.

Yinhua is sitting on the bed with a dull face, like a wooden man.

Yinlei squeezed his hand hard.

He didn't know what had happened to him. When he was sober, it seemed to be dark, and his subordinates came to tell him that the owner of the hermit family had been elected, and she was not a yellow haired girl at all!

Jun Xuan night this damned, unexpectedly can come to such a move.

He didn't feel it at all.

Now, when he wakes up, Yinhua is completely stupid.

"Lord, I'm afraid this Yin Hua can't be saved. He's completely stupid and won't come back." One of the disciples in white looked at yinlei nervously and said, "if... If you go to find the great national master, will you have a chance?"

Yinlei frowned fiercely.

Yinhua can't die. Now the South courtyard has been burned down, and the field of the blue thin mushroom has been completely destroyed. Only Yinhua knows how to plant it, and the books have been burned down. What should we do now?

He was in a state of confusion.

The house fell into a strange silence.

"I have a way." The man in black who has been standing behind yinlei and doesn't speak suddenly speaks.

Yin Lei raised his head and looked at the man in black. He felt that the man's voice was familiar.

"Aren't you dumb?" Yinlei's eyes were full of shock.

Listen carefully to this voice, always feel too clear, clear to let his heart feel some fear.

"I just don't want to talk. Why shouldn't my uncle be familiar with my voice?" This voice is very warm and pleasant to hear. It should be as gentle as jade, but now it is full of gloomy air.

Murderous and cold!

"You! Hidden thousands of flowers Yin Lei is stunned for a while, abruptly back a few steps, finally recognized who is in front of him.

Everyone else in the room looked up in horror and looked at the man in black.

"Fortunately, my uncle remembers me." Qianhua sneers, changing the past warmth and moving towards yinlei.

"Aren't you dead?" Hidden thunder's eye ground is rare much a touch of panic.

He remembered that Yin Qianhua was dead and died with his good sister.

There is no place for his mother and son to be buried. Only when they completely disappear in the hermit's home can he have such a position today