Zhou Yuan woke up slowly, but still felt dizzy and not very clear-headed.

Looking at the delicate face so close, the pair of dark eyes full of apology, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but say helplessly: "Xiaoying, you should be more careful next time. No matter how good my body is, I can't stand you doing this!"

Xiaoying looked aggrieved and pouted: "I forgot, brother Zhou Yuan, don't blame me, I want to eat osmanthus cake."

Zhou Yuan pinched her little face and smiled: "This poison has no sequelae, right?"

"No, no, I have fed my brother new Gu worms and ate all the Gu worms in the black fog before."

Zhou Yuan felt thunder rolling in the sky, and couldn't help but be shocked. "You mean, there are new poisonous insects in my body?"

Xiaoying said quickly, "It's okay. It's a non-toxic poisonous insect. It can relax the meridians and promote blood circulation. It's good for the body."

Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "When you are free, take the poisonous insect out quickly. Even if it is good for the body, I don't like it."

"No need. The poisonous insect is called desire poison. It can increase your appetite, promote your body's circulation, and help your "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" Zhoutian breathing. For you, it is beneficial and harmless."

Xiaoying stood up instantly!

Zhou Yuan also looked around in horror!

This voice... came from the depths of the alley. It was the voice of a charming woman.

But the feeling just now was that the voice was very close, as if it was spoken next to my ear, but now there is no one...

Another master!

"Xiaoying, where are the people in the carriage!"

Zhou Yuan thought of the most critical point.

Xiaoying said, "In the carriage, I knocked him out."

Zhou Yuan didn't say anything, but kicked the door of the carriage open. He was relieved to see a middle-aged man with a mole on his face sleeping soundly.

He looked forward and couldn't help shouting, "Which senior is it? Since you are here, you might as well go."

"What you said."

Deep in the alley, a woman walked slowly and said softly, "Since you are here, you should come out to see you, why are you leaving?"

Zhou Yuan and Xiaoying's bodies were tense.

Strange, beautiful.

This woman is so strange, wearing a red and black robe, wearing many inexplicable chains and pendants, wearing black boots that are also hung with things, long hair hanging down, and tied with braids made of various colored thin threads.

She is so beautiful.

Her skin is very white, like the cleanest snow, without any flaws.

Those eyes seemed like the deep sea, big and smart, and there was a kind of bewitching charm.

There was a moon tattoo on her forehead, only the size of a peanut, right between her eyebrows, which not only did not affect her beauty, but gave her a kind of enchanting beauty.

"Shaman."

Xiaoying whispered: "Grandma said that this is the shaman's sacrificial clothing, which can only be worn by high-ranking clergy."

The woman seemed a little surprised, tilted her head and smiled: "The little girl is very capable and knowledgeable, and she also knows shaman."

Nonsense, I also know, but I dare not say it out loud, for fear of being silenced.

Zhou Yuan secretly sighed that Xiaoying was a little fool.

Then he clasped his fists and said: "It turned out to be a shaman sacrifice, it sounds very majestic, I admire it very much, please let us pass!"

"You are very flexible."

The woman smiled lightly and said: "But this is meaningless."

While speaking, she suddenly raised her right hand and waved it lightly.

Zhou Yuan then discovered that both of her hands were wearing long fake nails, which were inlaid with various rice-sized gems, which looked extremely weird.

The next moment, a burst of internal force was like a startling, instantly penetrating the entire carriage.

"Fuck!"

Zhou Yuan was startled and quickly lifted the curtain to see that the middle-aged man who was unconscious had only half of his head left, and he was dead.

The Eighth Prince died just like that? To be precise, this was the Eighth Prince, who was named the King of Chu when he was 31 years old. He was a real single-character first-class prince, and the flesh and blood of the late emperor!

This kind of person is very useful to keep, and he is a person who can turn the tide at a critical moment, but he was killed just like that.

Zhou Yuan was furious, but he didn't dare to get angry. The other party's origin was too strange and too powerful.

"Good! Beautiful!"

Zhou Yuan applauded and said, "The fairy lady has a strong inner strength. Killing people from a distance is as easy as taking something out of a bag. It is really a magical skill. I admire it very much."

The woman glanced at Zhou Yuan and said, "You praise me in your mouth, but scold me in your heart, right?"

Zhou Yuan said, "I dare not. I was going to kill him anyway. Thank you for taking action for me."

The woman sighed and said helplessly, "You are so good at talking. No wonder you can deceive those little girls.Turn."

"My Cai Ni is really naive, otherwise she would never fall for your trick."

Zhou Yuan's heart moved. Her Cai Ni? Could it be the...master that Cai Ni mentioned?

"Bang!"

Zhou Yuan fell to his knees, kowtowed three times, and said loudly: "Disciple Zhou Yuan, I pay my respects to the master. You are Cai Ni's master, so you are my master."

The woman was obviously stunned for a moment, then narrowed her eyes and said: "Okay, kneel down as you say, you are thicker-skinned than I thought."

"But don't treat me as a fool, you just don't understand some tricks."

After speaking, she looked back and said lightly: "King Chu, come out and talk. "

Until this moment, a tall figure came from the depths of the alley.

He looked middle-aged, with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and very white skin, but the mole above the corner of his mouth was particularly prominent.

The King of Chu, Old Eight! It's him!

Then who died?

Zhou Yuan exclaimed: "Could it be the legendary disguise technique?"

The woman smiled slowly and said: "Why care about those things? What's fake won't be real, and what's real won't be fake. We are not fools. Do you really think Han Tuo is so stupid and waiting for you to catch him?"

"This is the man. I just caught him from a manor outside the city. The King of Chu in the carriage was just a substitute that Han Tuo carefully found six years ago. "

Zhou Yuan was silent. He had to admit that rebels like Annan Hou were indeed smart, but the King of Chu was not that important. It was a good thing to have him, but it didn't matter if he was gone.

The key was that Han Tuo couldn't have him!

Zhou Yuan hurriedly said, "Master, the King of Chu is a direct descendant of the Jin Dynasty. You can't treat him casually. Please hand him over to me."

The woman giggled and said, "You are so shameless. I worked so hard to catch someone, but I want to give him to you, right?"

Zhou Yuan said, "Otherwise, why would the master bring him here? There must be a reason."

The woman narrowed her eyes and said, "You keep calling me master. Aren't you afraid that the female master of Baiyun Temple will expel you from the sect?"

Zhou Yuan laughed dryly, "Who said that a person can only have one master?"

The woman patted Zhou Yuan on the shoulder and said softly, "You are so slick. Don't bully my Cai Ni in the future. "

After saying that, her figure floated away and disappeared into the darkness.

"Catch the King of Chu!"

Zhou Yuan hurriedly said to Xiaoying.

It's not that he didn't move, but that his whole body was in pain at the moment.

Just now he didn't even notice how the strange woman came to him and patted his shoulder.

This woman's martial arts skills were too high, beyond his cognition.

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