Xiaoyue stared at him: "Beidi Liao is not dead, the Jin people have already eyed the Central Plains, the imperial court pays tribute to the barbarians every year, and the country is poor and the people are poor, and civil strife occurs from time to time. Guangnan East Road is the country's treasury, the Beijiang Waterway is the north-south freight route, my master is the Beidou of the martial arts of northern Guangdong, and if something happens to him, the martial arts in northern Guangdong will be in chaos. There are frequent wars in northern Guangdong, and Baojing Palace may not be able to escape the world alone, so I beg the palace master to save me."
Leng Qingyun was speechless, as soon as he heard that Shangguan Tianhua had an accident, he thought of these questions and guessed who did it. This is definitely a precursor to imminent chaos, even if he gives the antidote, it cannot be avoided, and once the antidote is given, it is equivalent to being hostile to it.
After a long time, he said slowly: "I really want to give the antidote to Miss He, but I promised others that I would not give the antidote of the crystal spirit to anyone else."
Xiaoyue's eyebrows jumped, Leng Qingyun thought she was going to give a lecture on loyalty, and her brows furrowed slightly. In fact, Xiaoyue is used to seeing self-centered people in the 21st century, and she does not have the noble sentiment of "loyalty to the country", but she has read Jin Yong's masterpieces, and Shangguan Tianhua is a bit like the hero in the book.
She smiled and said: "The person you once promised also has an antidote, right?"
Leng Qingyun was a little surprised and nodded: "Yes."
Xiaoyue asked: "Who is that person? Where do you live?"
"I don't know, even if I know, I can't tell you." After saying that, he smiled bitterly, picked up the piano and walked towards the circuit.
Xiaoyue immediately followed. She thought that Leng Qingyun would not care about the safety of Baojing Palace, obedient, what "a promise of a thousand gold" can only deceive ghosts, Leng Qingyun must have something unspeakable.
The two arrived at the gate of Baojing Palace one after another, and Leng Qingyun looked back and said: "Miss He, if you follow me, my men will take action."
Xiaoyue smiled and said: "The Shangguan family doesn't want to hold a grudge against Baojing Palace, the little girl just wants to ask the cold palace master, but the palace master doesn't seem to want to talk anymore, and Xiaoyue doesn't dare to ask rashly."
Leng Qingyun said: "What do you want to ask?"
Xiaoyue said: "I heard that although the cold palace lord is known as a poisonous sword, it only means that you are proficient in poison, and the cold palace lord actually has a heart like gold. You just said that you didn't want to give the antidote, but you just made a promise to someone and couldn't 'give', right?"
Leng Qingyun smiled: "I can't give it, what do you want, grab it?"
Xiaoyue shook her head like a drum: "The cold palace master's martial arts are unfathomable, how dare Xiaoyue do anything with you? Even if you get lucky, that person will definitely think that you deliberately lost to me."
Leng Qingyun was silent, waiting for the following. I only heard her laugh and said: "You can't rob it, you can only steal. The cold palace lord accidentally stole a bottle of antidote and did not break his promise, and it is understandable for me to be a thief once in order to save people."
Leng Qingyun laughed: "If you want to steal it, tell the owner?"
Xiaoyue's face was full of sincerity: "If I steal, I am afraid that I will not be able to steal the antidote, but I will take my own life. Now I told the cold palace lord that even if I can't steal it, you won't kill me, right?"
Leng Qingyun laughed out loud: "You girl is interesting. In this way, I will let you save some effort."
He was quite conflicted in his heart, it was dangerous to give the antidote, and if he didn't give it, he would sooner or later become the target of public criticism. The man used the crystal spirit, obviously forcing him, because he was determined not to give the victim an antidote. He couldn't gain a foothold, so he had to send it to the door as a tool, or a tool with a reputation all over the world!
At the sound of the whistle, ten women came out of the palace and stood there in a line. Leng Qingyun smiled and looked back: "The antidote of the crystal spirit is on one of these people, let's see if you can get it."
Xiaoyue looked at these women. Their eyes looking at Leng Qingyun were full of admiration and admiration, although not all of them were beautiful, but each one was unforgettable, and it seemed that the rumors in the rivers and lakes were true.
Gao Huansheng suddenly sent a message with a heart: "Junior sister, I didn't feel that they were carrying the antidote! Maybe the antidote is in something with a shield, and they don't know that there is an antidote on their bodies."
It is more likely that it is just Leng Qingyun's means to pass himself off! Xiaoyue's mind turned: Could it be that Leng Qingyun is a golden spy? Then why didn't he just kill me? If I go back, I will definitely report the situation to the martial arts and the government, how can he have a place to live."
After a moment's hesitation, she asked with a feeling: "Do they have bottles or anything like that?"
Gao Huansheng said: "No...... They wear earrings! Junior sister, look at it, it's crystal earrings, crystal necklaces! No, it's not pure crystal, there's something in it!"
It must be the antidote! But there are many kinds of poisons made by Leng Qingyun, and they will not all be the antidotes of the crystal spirit. She looked at the girls one by one while discussing countermeasures with Gao Huansheng.
After a while, she smiled and said: "I heard that the crystal spirit is colorless and tasteless. Yes, only colorless and tasteless will my master be on the Tao. If the portion is heavy enough, I don't know if it will be cured immediately? It shouldn't be that much, the cold palace lord's antidote must have been tried a hundred times, so I don't know what it is, is it also colorless and tasteless? Alas, this kind of thing is hard to guess, I happen to be carrying spiritual poison refined with my father's blood, why not try it?"
Leng Qingyun didn't even see how she made a move, and the next step in a hurry swept to a woman, and then she said to Xiaoyue: "Amazing! How did you make them faint? There were no acupuncture points, no drugs and poisons, Leng opened his eyes."
Xiaoyue smiled and said: "I borrowed a little girl and didn't dare to hurt the people of Baojing Palace, so I had to cheat a little. The crystal spirit made people sleepy, so I hit their spirit platform and asked them to sleep."
"Lingtai" is the word for cultivating Taoism, Leng Qingyun is a person who practices martial arts, and he doesn't believe in cultivating Taoism to become an immortal. He and the fox gate are not the same, he can't see Gao Huansheng making a move, just think that Xiaoyue is still cheating, but his unpredictable skills didn't even prevent himself, so it is really not appropriate to hold a grudge against him. So he took off one of the woman's earrings and sighed slightly: "Miss He is a strange person. Okay, the antidote is inside, pinch the tip and put it on the tip of your nose and suck it in, and you'll be fine."
Xiaoyue took the thanks, turned around and left. Leng Qingyun shouted: "Why don't you try?"
Xiaoyue looked back and smiled: "No need. The cold palace lord is a smart person, what good is it for you to kill my master? It will only make everyone in the martial arts against you. Although you are not afraid, there is no peace in Baojing Palace."
Leng Qingyun raised his head: "You are really a powerful woman, I don't want to be your enemy."
Xiaoyue smiled sweetly: "I don't want to be an enemy of the cold palace lord, you will definitely repay the kindness of the Shangguan family."
"Thank you, you will never thank me." Leng Qingyun rolled his eyes, "Miss He, there is a sentence that I have never told anyone. The crystal spirit is a kind of yin damage poison, after the poisoned person detoxifies the poison, he will use the hand skill once with the person to reduce the strength until the power is lost. Because the skill decreased after doing it, no one knew that it was caused by the crystal spirit. Let me remind you that there is more than one senior Shangguan who plays an important role in martial arts, and a bottle of crystal spirit can be used many times, so you can hold this earring too."
"Thank you for your guidance!" Xiaoyue almost snatched another earring with her hands, and flew down the mountain with her toes.
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On the night Xiaoyue ascended the Baojing Palace, Shangguan Fei and his party settled in a small temple in the mountains.
When the host heard the name of the Shangguan family, he received them very warmly and ordered them to prepare meals. Shangguan Fei was really afraid of the unpredictable changes along the way, so he was busy with dry food, so he didn't have to bother.
After simply eating, they did not go to live in the room, but rested in peace around the carriage in the hall.
At midnight, Liu Xiaoqing jumped up in shock: The temple is surrounded, and this pressure and murderous aura are so weird!
Shangguan Fei also woke up and immediately rushed out with his sword, but it bounced back - it was not bounced back by someone with internal force, but hit something extremely flexible and elastic. But under the bright moonlight, nothing can be seen!
Liu Xiaoqing stretched out his hand and touched it, and the outside of the temple gate was covered with a transparent net, with tentacles like cotton and tucked in. He shouted: "Ant silk!"
Someone said coldly: "Sure enough, he is the seventh young master of Liujiazhuang, and he has some knowledge. This is a net made of silk spit out by Nanyang heavenly ants, no matter what object it is, it will be retracted until it is tied into a ball, and the sharp blade cannot cut it. Your swordsmanship cannot be used. What we want is Shangguan Tianhua's life, you can stand aside, we have no intention of holding a grudge against Liujiazhuang."
Liu Xiaoqing asked: "Who are you?"
The man shouted haha: "There will always be a time to meet in the future, so why rush for a while."
Liu Xiaoqing regained his composure and said with a smile: "That's right, why rush for a while. The temple is supported by stones and wood, can ant silk entangle a temple? Even if it can, I'm afraid it will be for a while, and it will be slowly consumed."
"Consumption? Are you going to starve to death?" The man pretended to sympathize, "Young people have a stubborn temper, even if they are hungry for two days, they will be less angry. Don't rush, don't rush, what you have is time to think about it slowly."
Liu Xiaoqing closed the door with a "bang", as if she didn't want to hear the sound of the cat crying mouse anymore.
When the two doors opened again, there was a smiling and kind servant standing at the door: "Everyone, although you have covered the temple with ant wire nets, you cannot net the ground in. It's better to accept it, don't hurt the harmony."
In the open space outside the small temple, two figures silently broke out of the ground, it was Liu Xiaoqing and Shangguan Fei.
The seventh young master of the Liu family finally got the opportunity to try his own sword move, and the terrifying murderous aura in the mountains and fields filled the air.
The hunters are about to regret losing their teeth, the soil here is loose, and there is only a wall inside and outside, and the tunnel is too easy to dig! But they didn't expect that they would give their opponents a lot of time.
They can't be blamed, the eight hunters are not yet twenty years old, and they are not yet inexperienced, and they are attacked in turn, and they all seem panicked for a while. Shangguan Fei shouted sharply and asked: "Who sent you here?"
The eight men in black seemed to have never heard of it. Suddenly, the two people near the door rushed into the door, looking at their gestures and figures, they were actually trying to entangle themselves in the net, trying to entangle everyone in the door to death.
The servant at the door bore the brunt of it, fell on his back, and wrapped it tightly. The two kept going and rushed straight to the two carriages parked in the courtyard!