The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

After several consecutive punches, the Seventh Prince's face became horrible, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his right eyelid was swollen, and his eyes were narrowed into lines.

"Ji Nanfeng! How dare you hit me!" The Seventh Prince barked.

"You still dare to yell, believe it or not, I will give you a few more kicks to make you shut up completely!" Ji Nanfeng sneered and disdainful, kicked him to the ground, unable to breathe.

He is not a soft guy who can be manipulated by others. If he is angry, he will explode and take revenge. If this meeting does not hinder the image of the fifth prince, he would not have endured it for so long, but the seventh prince is really cheap!

Ji Nanfeng is like an onion, it looks good on the outside, you can only know its hotness when you peel it off, and if you dare to challenge it, you have to endure his deadly tear-jerking skills.

Physiological tears flowed out in a line, the Seventh Prince didn't cry, the tears were left by himself, he wiped away the tears in embarrassment, beat him a few times, he behaved himself and didn't dare to say more.

Xi Mojiu and Mo Ling circled behind Ji Nanfeng, but Mo Ling couldn't see the way clearly, so he held Xi Mojiu's hand the whole way.

Mo Ling whispered in his ear, "See, some people are hard to mess with."

In a blink of an eye, he said with pity: "It's really cool, I also want to go up and make up a few dollars."

Xi Mojiu didn't understand what he said, and mistakenly thought it was really a supplementary knife. He held Mo Ling's hand tighter, and said soothingly: "In the future, he will be at your disposal, and he can be cut into pieces. He still has a little bit to use now. Can't kill."

"What are you thinking about?" Mo Ling said helplessly, "I don't mean what you understand by making up the sword, I just want to show him how to behave and teach him to be a man."

Xi Mojiu didn't speak, but looked at him blankly, Mo Ling turned his face back: "Watching a play."

The fog seemed to clear up a little. Ji Nanfeng dusted his clothes and straightened his image. With his hands behind his back, the tall figure was facing the kneeling Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince's love for him dissipated under this severe beating, and he became ruthless. He was impatient, and he dared not speak out. Looking at Ji Nanfeng, who was facing away from him, with a ferocious face, he took it off and hid it on his waist. holding the dagger, and staggered to his feet, Ji Nanfeng hadn't noticed what was going on behind him.

"Not good!" Mo Ling yelled at the same time that the Seventh Prince stabbed Ji Nanfeng's neck with a cold knife, and Xi Mojiu also threw the stones he picked up when the Seventh Prince made a move.

They were fighting for speed, Ji Nanfeng turned around quickly, the tip of the dagger was within a decimeter of being inserted into his main artery, and a stone the size of a glass bead knocked the dagger into the air.

Ji Nanfeng squatted down quickly, put his palms on the ground, leaned forward, and kicked the Seventh Prince with his upturned kick from behind, and then turned somersault handsomely.

He patted the dust, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your help."

The Seventh Prince bit his lip unwillingly, trembling with anger.

Xi Mojiu stood up with Mo Ling: "Let's go out."

Mo Ling said suspiciously: "Go in front of the Seventh Prince? You don't want to be afraid to piss him off."

"If you're so angry, I'll relieve you. If you're not so angry, let Lingling deal with it." Xi Mojiu said seriously, and Mo Ling was very concerned. Mo Ling hammered him, and said casually: "Good brother."

Xi Mojiu withdrew his front foot, and Mo Ling's nose collided with his back, "Oh..." Mo Ling covered his nose to see if there was any nosebleed, and he stared at Xi Mojiu sadly: "Fortunately, my nose is pure Naturally, otherwise tens of thousands will be lost!"

Under the moonlight, I couldn't see Mojiu's true expression, only listened to his stern correction: "He is a good husband."

Mo Ling didn't even say anything perfunctory, and he was dragged away again. He looked at the connected hands of the two, reacted to Xi Mojiu's words, hid behind him and snickered, no matter how strong his mind was, he was still a child after all.

He walked towards Ji Nanfeng without deliberate light footsteps. Ji Nanfeng guessed that it was someone who helped him, so he backed away, wondering whether he should leave or not.

"South Wind." YZ,

XL.

Two slender figures appeared, the man with gauze on his forehead was in front, his usual foolishness no longer existed, his expression was unpredictable in the dark night, he looked down at the Seventh Prince arrogantly, and looked away lightly.

Mo Ling squatted down and pinched the Seventh Prince's chin: "What's the use of keeping a pair of mouths that can't be closed, your knife looks good, yo, it's quite sharp, but I don't know how many seconds it will take to cut off your tongue. "

Mo Ling casually fiddled with the sharp dagger, and the cold object slapped his face, his thin face tightened in fright, the Seventh Prince was frightened, and he stammered begging for mercy: "Sister and sister! Brother and sister, you are the seventh bastard, It’s Lao Qi who is shameless and kicks out a bastard who is worse than a pig or a dog. Brothers and sisters are kind, swords have no eyes, if Lao Qi hurts his face, it’s hard for the queen mother to ask about it.”

"Press me with Grandma Huang." Mo Lingdao stuck to his face, and said with a sneer, "If I tell Grandma Huang about the bastard things you did, no one will be able to bear it and walk away!"

Ji Nanfeng hated him very much. After a beating, most of his anger subsided, but when he regained his senses, he became a little worried. The Seventh Prince was going to accompany the Empress Dowager to offer incense tomorrow. How would he explain his hurt face?

The people present were wolves or tigers, and the Seventh Prince turned his attention to Xi Mojiu who was quietly standing next to Mo Ling for help. This idiot will definitely help me!I am his elder brother, and he is afraid of me, so he will definitely intercede for me. With this in mind, the Seventh Prince burst into tears, and cried to Xi Mojiu: "Xiao Jiu, save Brother Seven, Brother Seven knows he was wrong , Xiao Jiu is the most obedient, quickly persuade your princess to spare Brother Seven. Brother Seven will buy you a lot of interesting things in the future."

"Shut up!" Mo Ling got a headache when he heard him howling, "Besides, I really cut your tongue."

The Seventh Prince whimpered and shut his mouth obediently.

"Lingling, let him go." Xi Mojiu said in a low voice, and Mo Ling threw the dagger into the pool bored.

"Touching him will dirty your hands, I can't bear it." Xi Mojiu said seriously, he didn't like Mo Ling to touch anyone except him, no matter who it was.

The Seventh Prince finally found out that Xi Mojiu was extraordinary. He raised his head in horror, and looked at the dead eyes of his superior Xi Mojiu. His body trembled, and he shouted in shock: "You, you, you...you are not a fool ! Xi Mojiu, you are..."

Pretend!With the last words, Xi Mojiu forcibly swallowed the pill stuffed into his mouth. His limbs were weak and he lay numb on the ground. There were no stars in the misty night, only a waning moon.

"What did you give me to eat?!" The Seventh Prince couldn't move, but could only speak.

Xi Mojiu glanced at him, and said, "It's a gut-wrenching poison that makes the user feel unbearable pain after ingesting it. On the third day, the toxin invades the internal organs. On the seventh day, the intestines are all smashed up in the stomach."

The Seventh Prince coughed dryly, tears overflowed, and the saliva gradually dripped on his face. Xi Mojiu "kindly" told him: "It's useless. Once swallowed, it will melt on its own and spread to all parts of the body."

"you......"

No one was talking, the sound of heavy breathing, the chirping of insects and birds, the chill of the pool water and the night dew, a layer of water mist covered the clothes of several people.

"Xi Junli, brother, I will give you a chance to live." Xi Mojiu's eyes showed a strange green light, and his face was illuminated by the moonlight, making him look horrifying.

The Seventh Prince was an ancient man, feudal superstition, and believed in ghosts. He seriously doubted whether Xi Mojiu was possessed by a ghost and became a substitute for a ghost walking in the world.