Zi Yan had an extremely good-looking face, but right now because of her panic and messy makeup, even a strand of her rolled-up hair has fallen out, and she hasn't noticed it yet.
"I don't have an antidote!" Dongfang Jing insisted!
"You are talking nonsense! How could the poisoner have no antidote?!" Zi Yan drew his sword and pointed at Lu Qiao's throat, "Hand over the antidote, or I will kill this little girl!"
Dongfang Jing glanced at Lu Qiao, and said coldly, "She is just my maidservant, you can kill her if you want! But let me tell you first, if you kill her, your master will also be buried with her!"
"You!" Zi Yan was furious!
Dongfang Jing bet that she dare not do anything to her!
Ziyan's face turned cold, and she raised her sword, "Okay! Since there is no antidote, I will kill you and bury you with my master!"
Her strikes were accurate and ruthless, and the sharp long sword pierced Dongfang Jing's eyebrows impartially.
Dongfang Jing didn't expect the maid next to the ghost king to be so courageous, and it was too late to retort. She closed her eyes, only to hear the sound of the blade shattering, and when she opened her eyes again... the sword in Zi Yan's hand had already been reduced to dust.
Zongzheng Fusu was dressed in black, and stood in front of her with a bowed body, with some scraps of iron remaining in his hands.
Dongfang Jing was dumbfounded.
She never imagined that there would be someone in the world who could crush the blade with his bare hands, and the skin of his hands would be intact.
"Raise your head and let me have a look."
Zongzheng Fusu's voice was cold, whether it was because of poisoning or drunkenness, he couldn't help coughing twice.
Dongfang Jing recalled his rough behavior to her just now, her head was congested, and she insisted on disobeying him! He asked her to raise her head, and she lowered her head even lower. If there was a hole in the ground, she would be able to lower her head into the hole!
There was a gleam of chill in Zongzheng Fusu's eyes, he flashed to Dongfang Jing in an instant, leaned down, and stretched out his hand to pinch her chin!
Dongfang Jing lowered her head stubbornly, refusing to meet his gaze.
Zongzheng Fusu squeezed her chin tightly, forcing her to raise her head.
"It's you."
Of course Zongzheng Fusu remembered this little girl, when he set up a formation in the mountains to invite you into the urn. Originally wanted to catch that Yu Chimo, but who knew that this stinky girl ate the dishes on the table desperately, causing a loophole in the formation, which gave Yu Chimo a chance to escape!
Dongfang Jing pouted and stared at the ghost face with burning eyes. When she thought of being molested by this thing who didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost just now, she wished she could tear him into pieces!
"You are not waiting for the prime minister's residence, what are you doing here at my Prince Gong's residence?! You know, my Prince Gong's residence is also known as the ghost gate! People who come in will never want to get out!" Zongzheng Fusu had seen this girl before. With a vicious heart, he won't even blink his eyes when killing people. He wants to see if she is not afraid of anything!
Dongfang Jing didn't make a sound, thinking that you were poisoned by me and threatened me, are you a vegetarian when you consider yourself a sister? !
Luqiao cried out in fright, "Ghost, ghost king... Lord Gong, spare me! My lady is not an assassin, my lady came here to heal her leg!"
Zongzheng Fusu's eyes were fixed, and his eyes fell on Dongfang Jing's lame leg.
Seeing that he withdrew his hand, Luqiao thought there was a turning point, but he opened his thin lips lightly, and suddenly uttered four words coldly, "Ben! King! No! Cure!"
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