Don't grab the halo of the hero and heroine in quick time travel

Chapter 173 Vicious Female Supporting Cannot Go Online (18)

Seeing Nian Ci's angry look, Hong Ying knew what she was going to say. She was already quite hostile in her heart, but now her tone became uncontrollably murderous.

"She is not only your miss, but also my master, more important than my life."

Although Nian Chi's face turned pale with fright, he still asked, "Then why don't you use it for Miss?"

Hong Lou looked at this and then that, and for a moment didn't know where to help, although she knew that they couldn't help much with her master's medical skills, but she felt that what Nian Chi said was right.

Hong Ying has been secretly following Yinshuang, so she naturally knows how innocent (stupid) this person is, in her heart, such a person is not suitable to be by the master's side, but the master cares about her very much, although she immediately disagrees.

What's more, one such simple person is enough, and now there is another one, she is very distressed, her sister still has some strength, but this person has no internal strength, and will only become the weakness of the master.

Hong Ying's already cold temperament became even colder, and her tone was impatient: "Can't you see the poisonous needle on the master's wrist? Now we can't give the master any medicine, otherwise it will be counterproductive."

"Me!" Nian Ci's face turned pale when he saw the silver needle on Yinshuang's wrist that had pierced deeply into the flesh and blood.

The reason why Yinshuang has been holding on is because she felt a faint aura before, which disgusted her very much, and now that feeling is getting heavier and heavier. If she is in a period of complete victory, she will definitely explore it. But she just wanted to stay away at this time.

Lin Xuan looked at Yinshuang's frowning and uncomfortable expression, and felt that the hand in his heart was clenched even tighter. The pain made it difficult for him to breathe. He wanted to hug her, but his unconscious legs couldn't Trapped him in this square inch, unable to even hug her, he hammered his legs a little dejectedly.

Yinshuang wanted to get up, but under the fighting between the two poisons, her body became weaker and her breathing became heavier. Now they are still arguing, and Yinshuang has a headache, but she can't speak, she can only make some noises to remind her they.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Sure enough, Yinshuang's cough successfully diverted the attention of the three people.

"master!"

"Miss!"

"Shuang'er!" Lin Xuan whispered, put his hands on the wheelchair and wanted to go forward, but he let go.

Yinshuang pulled the bandage beside her and wrapped her palm casually, Nian Ci quickly took it and bandaged her.

Yinshuang didn't care about the wound on her hand, and gestured with difficulty: "Go! Get out of here!"

"Master?" Hong Ying wondered why the master was so anxious.

Yinshuang urged: "Go!"

Seeing this, Hongying picked up Yinshuang and immediately said to Honglou: "Let's go!"

Yinshuang pointed to Lin Xuan and the others, and Hongying glanced at Honglou and nodded slightly.

The Red House rudely threw the members of the Lin family into the carriage like a stack of gourds, and then lifted Lin Xuan into the carriage. He didn't have a good look at the person who caused his master's injury, and threw them into the Lin family.

Hongying carefully carried Yinshuang into the carriage, and protected her in her arms. At this time, the temperature of Yinshuang's body was getting higher and higher. Hongying was very worried but had no choice.

Hong Lou and Nian Ci sat on the carriage board, Hong Lou set up the carriage and found a direction to leave. No one noticed that when Hong Lou got on the carriage, a silver moth the size of a thumb was released.

The moth flapped its wings and quickly disappeared into the sky.

Less than three quarters of an hour after Yinshuang and the others left, the middle-aged man who left before and the half-faced man with the silver mask came here.

The silver-masked man was wearing a gorgeous black brocade robe, with golden plum blossoms embroidered on the corners and cuffs of his clothes. He was slender, but not weak at all.

The half-faced silver-masked man looked at the dead bodies on the ground, his thin lips remained unchanged, and the middle-aged man bent over respectfully and stood aside with his head bowed.

The man's indifferent eyes quickly flitted across the field, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and his straight and slender legs eagerly walked under the big tree where Yinshuang lay before.

Doubt flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, this was the second time he saw the Palace Master so eager.

That's right, the man with the silver half-mask is the legendary Lord of the Han Palace, and the middle-aged man is the right protector of the Han Palace, Langao.

The Mistress of the Han Palace walked under the tree, bent down and picked up a silver coin that was bigger than his thumb. He was a little dazed looking at the mandala pattern on the silver coin.

Soon Qin Chuanlan leaped over, and as soon as he landed, he respectfully knelt down on one knee to the silver masked man.

"This subordinate pays homage to the Palace Master!"

The Mistress of the Cold Palace put the silver coin into her palm and clenched it tightly. The hand holding the silver coin was moved to the front, and the other hand was turned to the back, and the indifferent appearance was restored.

Looking at Qin Chuanlan with emotionless eyes, he said indifferently: "Qin Chuanlan, should you give me an explanation!"

Qin Chuanlan only felt the cold in his vest, and the chill extinguished the scorching heat. He said with some panic: "Palace Master calm down! The subordinates don't know where the crime is, please make it clear to the Palace Master!"

The Mistress of the Han Palace glanced at him, turned her back, looked forward, and unconsciously traced the pattern of the silver coin with her fingers.

Seeing this, Langao snorted coldly, and pointed to the dead bodies in the arena: "Master Qin, don't you know how to look?"

Qin Chuanlan heard the words, got up and looked at the corpse, and asked in disbelief: "It's so poisonous, what's going on?"

Lan Gao was very dissatisfied with this chess piece, obviously he didn't have many, but he was very heartbroken, and said with a sneer, "What's going on? Don't you know about your own daughter?"

"My daughter?" Qin Chuanlan was startled, but then realized that Qin Miao had already gone to the imperial city, so it could only be Yinshuang.

"You mean it was made by Yinshuang? Impossible!"

A bunch of heads were sent by the Lin family two hours ago, but he only thought it was the work of the Lin family, and did not suspect Yinshuang at all.

Langao sneered and said, "Villa Master Qin is really powerful. Not only did he raise a daughter of Tianfeng, but he also raised a daughter of poison."

Immediately, his eyes turned cold, his murderous intent filled the air, and he said in a calm tone: "Guardian Qin, do you think that just a daughter of Tianfeng can protect you well?"

Qin Chuanlan panicked, and without thinking, he knelt down on both knees in front of the master of the cold palace: "The master's lesson is clear, and the loyalty of the subordinates to the master can be learned from the sun and the moon!"

Langao carefully glanced at the Master of the Han Palace, seeing that he didn't say anything, he was sure, as expected, the chess pieces were just chess pieces, so he didn't mind beating him.

"Oh! Loyalty doesn't come with words."

The master of the Han Palace seemed to have sensed something, his thin lips curled up slightly, and he said in an emotionless voice: "Qin Chuanlan, remember that everything you have today was given to you by me, and if I can give it to you, I can take it back!"

Qin Chuanlan's vest was soaked in sweat, and he immediately expressed his opinion after hearing the words: "Yes! The palace master forgives the sin, and the subordinates will immediately arrest the rebellious girl."

The Master of the Cold Palace's eyes turned cold when he heard the words, and then returned to indifference, and his voice was icy: "No need! Do your own thing!"

Qin Chuanlan, who lived by relying on the master of the cold palace, naturally heard the coldness in his tone, and hurriedly replied: "Yes! The subordinates will definitely live up to the expectations of the palace master!"

(End of this chapter)