The world was shocked: You call this a museum?

Chapter 175 quirky

A fly flew in front of Zhao Yan, flying very chicly.

There was also a 360 five rounds, but when Zhao Yan was about to drive it away, he suddenly shot an arrow from a distant room!

It was an arrow covered in pitch black. Before Zhao Yan could react, the arrow flew past his ear quickly, leaving a small scar on Zhao Yan's ear!

Beads of blood slowly emerged from the scar, and Zhao Yan felt as if his feet had been filled with lead, unable to move an inch...

"Hey, Ji Wenjing, what's going on...why can't I move!!" Zhao Yan growled, "I've lost all feeling in my legs!"

Ji Wenjing still looked calm, and said slowly: "This is a paralysis arrow, it will be fine in a while, and my junior sister hates bugs the most, look..." Ji Wenjing pulled out the arrow stuck on the wall, but it was Find a lively and cute little fly flapping its wings on the arrow!

Zhao Yan's face was livid: "Is your sister a killer... This..."

"She's inside, you'll know it when you see it..." Ji Wenjing said.

However, Zhao Yan was still able to walk after a while, but when he entered the door, two arrows were shot again, and these two arrows shot Zhao Yan's trouser leg on the ground impartially!

"Brother, let's go... Let's go to the hotel, it's too dangerous here..." Li Chaoqun was sweating profusely because his sleeve was nailed to the wall!

Zhao Yan looked at Ji Wenjing dully, and his smile was uglier than crying: "I said Miss Ji, this disease... I don't want to watch it, are you okay?"

"If you don't look at it, I'm afraid you will die immediately. You have already half-stepped into my junior sister's boudoir..." Ji Wenjing's tone was calm, full of the atmosphere of everyone's lady, but in Zhao Yan's ears it was It looked very scary.

Zhao Yan grunted, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and walked in bravely. After all, when a woman is angry, it is much more terrifying than a monster.

In Zhao Yan's words, it was the first time he saw such a boudoir.

There is a skeleton stand in the corner.

Then there are all kinds of weapons hanging on the wall, bows and crossbows, and then you have weapon racks, with knives, guns, sticks, hammers, gongs and axes on the top, all kinds of weapons are available, and what is even more hateful is that there is still blood that has not dried up on the blade of the top. .

Zhao Yan's scalp was numb: "Excuse me... is anyone there?"

The voice passed, but no one answered, and Zhao Yan's words echoed throughout the room, but Zhao Yan took a step forward, and a throwing knife shot at his face! !
It was too late to say that, Zhao Yan jumped up, used the corpse scripture to the extreme, and quickly flipped behind him, narrowly dodging the throwing knife.

Zhao Yan looked carefully, and the flying knife was inserted deeply into the wall, directly into the handle of the knife! !

But at this time, the door was closed, and Ji Wenjing said outside: "Doctor, please take a look at my junior sister, your two brothers and I are waiting for you outside..."

"You..." Zhao Yan wanted to scold her at this time, but this senior sister is so tough, how powerful should this senior sister be?Zhao Yan gritted his teeth, but his face was full of smiles, "Miss, go slowly..."

Zhao Yan's eyes quickly settled on the mosquito net in the distance. The blood-red mosquito net looked very strange. Zhao Yan bravely pinched the beads on his neck and muttered: "My wife bless me, my wife bless me!"

The moment Zhao Yan lifted the mosquito net, Zhao Yan's face suddenly turned pale!
For no other reason, a girl with a ghost mask picked out dreamily, Zhao Yan was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground, but the girl laughed loudly, pointed at Zhao Yan, and held her belly!

This girl looks eleven or twelve years old. Although she is young, she has red lips and white teeth. She is already a small beauty.

"Haha, coward, haha!!" The girl was carrying a machete on her back, and she looked hideous and terrifying.

Zhao Yan stood up and coughed: "Are you Qu Lele?"

"Qu Lele is me, and I am Qu Lele. If you have anything to do with me, please ask me about the bow in my hand!" As he said, Qu Lele took out a bow from the side of the pillow, and put it on. He shot an arrow, and his small body actually pulled the bow into a full moon!
Zhao Yan looked shockingly: "I, I'm a doctor, I'm here to show Miss the injury, Miss, you are sick, just... just lie down..."

"Do you still want to say, lie down obediently, and uncle will give you candy? Cut! If you want to make love to Miss Ben, just say it directly, and you still need to turn around? But if you want to make love to me, then ask me first The gold-backed and silver-ringed machete in your hand!" Qu Lele put down his bow and arrow, and took out the machete that was as tall as a person! !
A small person can actually lift this machete, at least it weighs seventy or eighty catties...

Zhao Yan's eyes widened: "My daughter's family, my daughter's family's why you always get a gun, put it down quickly...or your senior sister will say you?"

"She won't say it!" As soon as the words fell, Qu Lele's face turned pale, his feet softened, and he quickly supported the railing of the bed.

Zhao Yan hurried to help, but Qu Lele laughed and kicked Zhao Yan away: "Idiot, you were deceived by me!"

"You little girl! You don't know how to respect people!" Zhao Yan quickly got up and walked towards Qu Lele.

It's just that Qu Lele suddenly rolled his eyes and yelled: "Help, I'm being molested!! I'm being molested!!"

Zhao Yan took a few steps back in a hurry, and got a new understanding of this woman's toughness: "Forget it, you are so energetic, I don't need to look at it!"

With that said, Zhao Yan picked up the medicine box and prepared to leave.

It's just that Ji Wenjing walked in at this time, she glanced at Zhao Yan, bowed slightly and said, "I'm really sorry, Lele is like this, several imperial doctors have been beaten away by her..."

"It's okay, children of this age are lively and active, it's their nature..." Zhao Yan said with a strong temper.

Ji Wenjing walked over: "Lele, let this doctor take a look, otherwise the senior sister won't cook eight-treasure porridge for you..."

"I..." Qu Lele pouted, "Okay..." She still behaved in front of her senior sister.

Zhao Yan walked over impatiently, raised Qu Lele's hand to feel his pulse, but Qu Lele laughed again, and waved his hands in front of Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan was stunned, looked down, and found that The hand in my own hand is a dead hand!

Just as Zhao Yan was about to shout, Ji Wenjing was the first to pick up the dead man's hand, which turned out to be a fake hand: "Lele!"

"Oh..." Qu Lele looked at Ji Wenjing aggrieved.

But Zhao Yan started to feel his pulse, but found that Qu Lele's heart was very energetic, beating very rhythmically and healthy.

(End of this chapter)