Ruan Hongling said in surprise, "is the poison in the tea?"

Zhou Qin immediately said, "I didn't drink tea, but I was poisoned!"

Su Chan, who was on one side, felt a movement in her heart. She said loudly, "I know!" the little girl pointed to the incense burner with curling cigarettes on the court and said, "is this it?"

At this time, most of the people also reacted. They didn't expect that so many practitioners here were planted in the hands of the little girl song Yuqiao!

The crowd looked angrily at Song Yuqiao: "little girl, is it a fairy you ordered?"

Song Yuqiao was looked at angrily by so many practitioners. He immediately trembled with fear. Holding a lute, he hid behind Yan Fang, afraid to show his head or speak.

Wan Zhenyuan laughed angrily and said, "what a surprise! Yan Fang, you can even plot against my disciples! Good, really good!"

Yan Fang sneered: "your disciple? Hahaha, Xiaoqiao has been my disciple since he was five years old, but his reputation is not obvious!"

Wan Zhenyuan was surprised: "have you planned the layout since then?"

Yan Fang sneered: "I just arranged it casually. I didn't expect that such a result would be caused by inadvertent intervention. Ha ha, it's God's will!"

Wan Zhenyuan said angrily with a smile, "good means, really good means! However, this is the gratitude and resentment between you and fox Zen. Why do you take us in?"

Yan Fang laughed and said, "if not, how can you calculate the demons of fox Zen?"

As soon as they heard it, they shouted abuse one after another. For a moment, there was a lot of foul language in the field.

Yan Fang turned a deaf ear. She hummed a smile and said, "if you don't keep secret, you will lose your minister. If you don't keep secret, you will lose your life. If you don't keep secret, you will be harmed! I think you'd better keep some strength. You know, this product is an immortal, but the more you use your strength, the greater the later effect will be. Be careful. It's no wonder that the medicine effect has greatly retreated after the later cultivation!"

As soon as they heard this, they became more and more angry, but those who spoke loudly were gone. They dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. They all shut up and began to concentrate on mobilizing Zhenyuan.

Yan Fang saw that the people were quiet. She said to Li Yundong and others: "Li Yundong, now you are a turtle in a jar. If you have any last words to explain, just say it quickly!"

Su Chan, Zhou Qin and others were all angry, staring at Yan Fang angrily, but Li Yundong looked calm. He said coldly, "how is she?"

Yan Fang laughed and said, "I'm still a mud Bodhisattva crossing the river. I can't protect myself. I still think of the bitch Ao Wushuang?"

Li Yundong was not angry either. He looked at Yan Fang with fixed eyes and said, "I just want to know what you did to her."

Yan Fang snorted. She turned her wrist and took out a purple small clock from her arms. Li Yundong looked at it and saw that the small clock was only about the size of a palm. It was purple all over and carved with exquisite patterns. It was the emperor's clock in the glass sky!

Yan Fang sneered, "Ao Wushuang is in it. Do you want to save her?"

Li Yundong nodded and said, "since the litianpan imperial bell is on you, I'm relieved!"

Yan Fang was stunned. She said with some vigilance, "what do you want to do?"