exile? She emptied the emperor's private treasury and escaped from famine

Nan Zhihe used Qinggong to fly to the direction of Bailei Village with Wei Chuyu.

This village is even further away from Silent Ridge Village. Compared with other places, when the two arrived here, they found that it was no longer bald and even a little green.

There are many plants and trees here that are not found elsewhere, and there are even woods!

As for the ruined temple mentioned in the note, they could only start looking for it on their own in the forest in front of them!

Fortunately, the trees here were tall and not dense. After a while, the two of them saw a somewhat dilapidated small temple high up.

Nan Zhihe and Wei Chuyu landed gently on the ground, and then slowly approached.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, the surroundings were quiet, and there were occasional crows, which was a bit desolate.

"Chu Yu, I'll go in first to investigate. You wait outside."

Nan Zhihe let go of Wei Chuyu who was holding him.

"I'll go in with you." Wei Chuyu grabbed his hand again.

"I know you are worried about me, but if there is a trap inside..."

"Then let the soldiers block it and the water and the earth cover it." Wei Chuyu stepped forward faster and pulled Nan Zhihe forward, not giving him a chance to say no.

The two of them had changed into armor before arriving. Even their heads were covered with armor, which naturally provided protection.

"Ms. sir, I want to fly in!"

Entering the main entrance of the temple is a small room with clay statues, but why do they have to walk in in a polite manner?

Nan Zhihe listened to his wife and flew in from the front wall of the temple with her.

In the open-air courtyard of this temple, there are furnaces and cauldrons facing each door. The smell of incense floats in the air, and in the open space in the center, there are two people lying with their backs to the sky.

Namjihyuk landed near them.

If you look at the clothes of the people on this earth, you can see that they are a man and a woman, and neither of them are adults. Then look at the patterns on their clothes...

"It's someone wearing Xue'er and Xinwen's clothes."

Wei Chuyu has read too many novels and movies, and knows that wearing the same clothes may not necessarily be the same person.

Although he was worried about his little sister, Nan Zhihe said rationally: "You are right, it may not be them. We have to be careful!"

As a general who often dealt with cunning enemies or opponents, Nan Zhihe naturally understood the hidden meaning of the lady.

The two carefully turned the two villains over and saw that they had their eyes closed tightly. They looked exactly like Nan Zhixue and Lin Xinwen!

But they were like dead dolls, their faces were extremely pale, and they couldn't even feel their breathing and heartbeat!

Nan Zhihe took back Tan Lin Xinwen's hand, and Wei Chuyu also took back Nan Zhixue's hand.

Both of them shook their heads, looking very solemn and horrified.

"They are dead?" Wei Chuyu couldn't believe it.

"How could this happen?" Nan Zhihe's face was stern, and his sharp jaw was tense.

At this time, on the cauldron of the main hall, a scroll suddenly pulled down and unfolded.

"If you want them to live, take the pill in their hands."

On the white scroll, there are two lines of large black characters written on it.

The two broke open the tightly held hands of the two children, and in their hands facing outward side by side, there was a black ball tightly wrapped in them!

Damn it, Nan Zhihe clenched his knuckles, which touched his reverse scales!

Threatening the child's life, Wei Chuyu's eyes turned cold. She promised that the person would die in an ugly way!

Wei Chuyu scratched their faces, but still couldn't find any trace of forgery on the faces of the two children.

Moreover, she looked at Nan Zhixue's back and saw a small red mole, right on the shoulder blade.

Sure enough, she found the little red mole.

"That's right she is Nan Zhixue." Wei Chuyu whispered.

At the same time, Nan Zhihe also took a closer look at Lin Xinwen's hand holding the pen, the raised joints on the hand...

"This is also a letter." Nan Zhihe muttered.

The two of them felt even more depressed.

"If I guess correctly, they should be in a state of suspended animation."

"Is there some kind of medicine that paralyzes their heart or their nerves?"

Wei Chuyu looked at Nan Zhihe and said.

"Let's leave this pill to that person. Once we take it, we won't be able to protect it, not only ourselves, but also them!"

Nan Jihe made a very difficult but inevitable decision.

This is the man she likes!

Don’t be indecisive, make wise decisions!

Wei Chuyu smiled, she leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Why don't we take advantage of that person and threaten him to get the antidote?"

Why should we be controlled by others? ! !

"Okay, we'll eat, but you have to keep your promise!"

The two stood up and shouted at the bad guys who might be hiding and watching secretly around them.

Wei Chuyu took the ball into his mouth. Before it even touched his mouth, it had already entered the space. He pretended to have a roll in his throat and swallowed it.

Wei Chuyu also helped Nan Zhihe "take" it.

When the two balls entered the space, Wei Chuyu immediately used his consciousness to perform component analysis.

Then, they waited here for a long time, but there was no movement around them, only the night wind blew.

Is there really no one around here?

Then why bother with this?

The two always waited patiently.

Until two quarters of an hour later.

A distant and mocking male voice came from all around, seemingly without source: "You didn't take it!"

The contents of the medicine are analyzed.

Based on their maximum effectiveness, Wei Chuyu pretended to stroke her head and shouted: "My head hurts, it hurts!"

"...My eyes are blurry, sir, sir, why can't I see you!"

Wei Chuyu pretended to be blind and touched around, while holding on to his "sore" temples.

"Madam, madam!"

Seeing her like this, Nan Zhihe, who was shouting urgently, also pretended to have similar symptoms. When he was about to help her, he suddenly screamed in pain: "My temple (temple), ugh!"

"Chu Yu, Chu Yu, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Nan Zhihe also grabbed Wei Chuyu in the air.

"Ms. sir, your eyes are... so uncomfortable! Are we going to die?"

"Hahaha!"

A black shadow stepped out from the main hall, laughing and looking at the scene in front of him. In the courtyard, there were two helpless and invisible war kings and husbands, but they supported each other!

"Beautiful, she is indeed a beauty!"

He looked at Wei Chuyu, whose eyes couldn't focus, and who turned to him blankly when he heard his voice. She was extremely beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy, what a beauty, top-notch!

When Nan Zhihe heard his voice, she angrily rushed towards him, but in the middle of the fight, she suddenly knelt down on one knee weakly and fainted.

Seeing him like this, Zhe burst into laughter, and the war king even bowed and knelt down in front of him!

This is what should happen if you take his special pills!

Both couples will pass out!

And without his antidote, no one can!

Zhe believed that he could completely control this couple. He licked the corners of his long and dry horse face and showed a few evil smiles.