Control The World

I don't know how long, a dazzling light shot into Zizhuxuan.

Squeak ...

A white rat was jumping around Ning Wufeng's chest, his slender beard was dark blue. From time to time, it slaps Ning Wufeng's face with a slender beard, squeaks a few times, and sees that he does not respond, and turns into a streamer.

At the door, a little girl was rubbing her buttocks and polishing the silver needles on the stone. After a few grinds, she touched the cyan spirit on the edge and continued to polish.

It is Zizhu Yaomu.

Squeak ...

The mouse jumped up and down in front of her, standing in a human shape, pointing her forefoot in the room, shaking her head.

"Not awake yet?" Zizhu Yaomu looked up and said.

Squeak.

The white rat seemed to understand her, closed her forefoot and nodded again and again.

The purple bamboo medicine mother continued to bury the silver needles. After a while, the blue spirit fluid seemed to penetrate into the silver needles.

"Oh, but I broke my old waist." She stood up and hammered her back, her tone still old-fashioned.

In front of the bed, Ning Wufeng was still in a coma.

"You rotten boy, it's rare that I show my kindness before I am willing to save you. For your help, you can save Bingxin silkworm leaves and Pangu soul, to save you." Zizhu Yaomu said with a sip.

Squeak ...

The little white rat stood, walking around Ning Wufeng with his waist around, looking at his injury, shaking his head constantly.

"What, you said I can't save him?" Zizhu Yaomu raised a brow and slaped it at the little white rat, and patted it directly from Ning Wufeng.

"Let's show you how good you are," she smiled convincingly.

Squeak ...

The mouse screamed a few more times, floating in midair, and a pair of transparent wings behind him trembled.

"You stinky Zou Yu dare to talk more, I threw you into the thin strips and let them have fun with you." The corner of Zizhu Yaomu's mouth raised, showing a slight smile.

At this time, among the purple bamboo outside, under a deep pond, numerous purple bamboo snakes with fangs and grin were gazing at the snake letter cheerfully.

With a squeak, the little mouse was scared to the ground, and fled to the door in a smoky manner, chopped it by the door, and carefully poked his head into the room.

The purple bamboo medicine mother giggled, and the silver needle impregnated with the blue spirit fluid in his little hand was shining with cold light. Between turning hands, Yindao Yinguang submerged into Ning Wufeng's body.

With the maiden of Qing Sang, Ning Wufeng was very seriously injured, and there was no complete skin on his body.

Silver needles appeared on his body, and the blue air was intertwined, dancing in a small hand of the purple bamboo medicine mother, and connected together.

"You stupid boy is also temperamental, lowering his head and begging for mercy, it won't end in this end." She shook her head and said.

However, after thinking about it, if the boy is so soft-bodied, he won't provoke the old demon girl. However, if he does, he won't save him.

"But you can't think of it, you will still be determined." She murmured slowly.

Between the little hands dancing, Qing Guang wrapped Ning Wufeng all. Ning Wufeng suspended himself from the air.

"what!"

Ning whispered unconsciously.

Zizhu Yaomu trimmed her eyebrows, and the strong blue light ran down these silver needles and fell into Ning Wufeng's body. The cyan velvety power quickly repaired Ning Wufeng's broken meridian.

He knows that some of the bleak golden primordial gods in the sea absorbed the green spiritual power, and suddenly burst out a golden light, like a sponge, quickly absorbed.

"what."

The blue light kept repairing his broken meridians, and the crispy numbness made Ning Wufeng can not help but whispered comfortably.

Zizhu Yaomu blushed, immediately increasing the output of glaucoma. The powerful spiritual force tears the meridian that Ning Wufeng just repaired.

"what…"

Ning sighed unconsciously, blood and blood leaked from his clothes.

...

In the evening, Imperial Palace, Huxin Island.

"How about, is there any news?"

Liu Wenchuan walked in wildly. Ruan Yue immediately stood up, the paleness on Qiao's face had not faded, and the wound had not healed.

Liu Wenchuan shook his head, revealing his shame, and said, "Sister, someone saw it last night, and said that a man in black was chasing away from his brother."

"People in black?" Ruan Yueliu raised her eyebrows, Shen said, "What are those people?"

"Kimen killer!" Liu Wenchuan sank and said softly.

"Kimen!" Ruan Yue's face changed, her voice trembling, and she asked, "How could it be Qimen's killer? Do you know which Qimen's killer took the order?"

"Maybe a trowel." Liu Wenchuan whispered. He is the right-handed grandson, and although Qimen is hidden, there is always the influence of the imperial court, so the news can still be heard.

"Machete!" Ruan Yue was shocked, sitting on the bench with a rump of her face, her face pale, "Is that the knife that is known as the first killer in the purple lake?"

If it was a guillotine shot, Ning Wufeng is likely to be less ferocious.

At this moment, Wan Shi came in violently, and the huge body covered the door.

"I found it." Wan Shi hummed.

His clothes were torn and his face was freshly wounded.

"How to say?" Ruan Yue and Liu Wenchuan stood up at the same time and asked.

"The last time someone saw Xiaofeng and the man in black was in a bamboo forest between the second and the first area."

"Zhuzhulin?" Ruan Yue wondered.

Wan Shi nodded and said, "I rushed in, but the purple bamboo forest was too weird. After a day of spare, I didn't go in, so I managed to go back."

"However, there are no signs of fighting there. I feel Xiaofeng should be fine."

Ruan Yuexiu frowned.

At this time, outside the door, Lin Yuqing walked in, holding an invitation in his hand, and followed by a young man, the look of a thief.

As soon as the young man came in, he looked around as if looking for someone. Ruan Yue recognized that this man was the drum stone of Imperial League. She was extremely quick, but her hands and feet were not clean.

"Sister, I met this person at the door." Lin Yuqing whispered.

Gu Shidi's eyeballs kept turning, and he smiled hesitantly, "Where are you all? Why didn't you see Ning Gongzi?"

He looked around again, and turned his head, Wan Shi directly hit his face. The tall figure looked down at Drum Stone. "What are you looking at? There is nothing for us to steal from you."

Gu Shi's old face blushed and stepped back, saying, "Where is Brother Wan? What is the meaning of Master Ning? Last night, he invited the moon banquet to show his mighty power. I just have the courage to dare not make inferior alliances. "

He grinned and asked, "Ninggongzi no longer?"

Ruan Yueqiao faced a cold face. It seemed that Imperial League sent this guy to throw stones to ask for directions, and then said lightly: "Say, what are you doing?"

"Sister Ruan, I'm here to send invitations tonight." Gu Shi hehe laughed.

"Well, we have received the post, you go back." Ruan Yue said coldly.

It is almost certain that the people of Imperial League have shot at Xiaofeng.

hateful!

Ruan Yue's fist clenched.

Gu Shi's neck shrank, and he asked again, "Is Ning Gong really not here?"

"Wan Shi, see you off!"

Ruan Yue said unceremoniously, Wan Shi grabbed Gu Shi's collar and went straight out.

Gu Shi shouted.

"Huh, these guys are so black and so black!" Ruan Yue took a palm shot on the table, and there was an additional palm print on the table.

"Sister, what shall we do now?" Liu Wenchuan asked softly.

Without Ning Wufeng, they would have no confidence in attending the moon invitation tonight. A Baiyunfei Baiyuntang made them so embarrassed, not to mention the imperial alliance, the war alliance, such a powerful ally.

Ruan Yue's brow froze tightly, and then he spit out a word "drag."

Now they have no other choice.

...

Imperial League, Wenxian Hall, above the water pavilion.

Situ Buqun sat at the tea table kneeling. The green tea leaves on the table rose up into white mist and turned into a dragon and snake. He gently blew the white mist, and the dragon and snake danced.

He took a sip and said lightly, "How's it? Have you heard?"

Outside the pavilion, Situ was good at standing. Although Situ was not his brother-in-law, and he had followed him for so many years, he could not understand Situ.

"Inquiry, brother." Situshan said.

Situ gave him a glance.

"The boy was named Ning Wufeng, who came from Jiangning House. Linjiang Pavilion of Jiangning House is the property of the Xiao family. Before the great prince forced an marriage, Xiao Ziyi ..." When he said that, he heard Situ Buqun Teacup sizzled.

"Oh, it's Girl Xiao." Situ Shan changed his mind immediately. Situ did not like others to call Xiao Ziyi his name.

"Girl Xiao went to Linjiang Pavilion of Jiangning Mansion and met Ning Wufeng there. It is said that at the time, Zhao Jun of Tianmeng also went to Jiangning Mansion and met Ning Wufeng. I guess it was Zhao Jun who made a secret matchmaking. "Situ Shan whispered.

"Zhao Jun?" Situ Buqun gently lowered the tea cup to his mouth.

Situ Shan nodded and said yes. A wicked air appeared in Situ Buqun's eyes, and then disappeared into the white mist.

"Brother. Since you like Miss Xiao so much, isn't there anything you can do to compete directly with the eldest prince?" Situ asked without doubt.

The Situ family supports the three princes Zao Wou-ki, and Situ's clever ability to chase Xiao Ziyi is undoubtedly pulling the Xiao family into the three princes' camp. At that time, the great prince will not be worried at all.

"What do you know?" Situ Buqun said lightly.

"If the back of Xiao Ziyi is only a Xiao family, then there is no such trouble."

Situ Shan's face changed, and his face became doubtful.

"Bright, brother, Qimen has already shot and sent a stab. But Qimen hasn't spoken to us yet. I asked Gushi to inquire about it. Ning Wufeng hasn't returned yet." Situ Shan said immediately.

Situ frowned, and whispered, "Who told you to send someone there?"

In this way, Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone.

"Forget it, Tianmeng, hum, I don't have to worry about it anymore." He snorted softly, drinking tea by himself.

Situshan quickly walked over and said, "Brother, Ning Wufeng is not the stinky kid, we can step on the Tianmeng at the invitation moon banquet and let them never stand up forever."