Episode 100 The Treaty of Poisonous Wine

Leng Shuang raised his eyebrows and rushed to the forecourt.

In the vestibule, Han Kill stood alone in the middle, behind him were two masked men with knives.

Leng Shuang came out from inside wearing a black coat and a mask. Looking at Han Kill, he smiled and said, "Mr. Han, didn't you leave? Why did you come back again?"

Han Kill stood leisurely among the crowd, looking indifferent, as if everything here had nothing to do with him. Han is here to see the owner of the valley.

"See me?" Cold frost pretended to be surprised.

"Yes, Han came to see Master Gu this time to ask Master Gu to release Han's two friends."

"Two friends?" Leng Shuang said calmly, "Do you mean the girl who came before, and Mr. Xiao Bing and Mr. Xiao?" This time, Lengshuang began to learn to be obedient and did not directly say Yanluosha.

"That's right." Han Kill nod silently. Although he had always smiled approachablely, for Leng Shuang, he always felt that there was something more in his smile. Although Han doesn't know why he needs a large number of masked bodyguards who ride horses and practice in such a deep and quiet valley, since Han's party of four came, he must leave with a group of four.

When Leng Shuang heard Han Kill raise such a direct question, she thought for a moment and replied in a low voice, "I know that Mr. Han must have many questions about Fuyun Valley. To tell the truth, many years ago, my ancestors moved here to hide their names. At first, it was not peaceful, and the entangled forces of the enemy often invaded. Fortunately, the secret terrain of this place was complex and difficult to attack, so they could not succeed. Later, the valley gradually took in some people from the world and gradually lived here. However, we still practice from time to time to avoid being violated again..."

Han Kill listened quietly and looked at Leng Shuang. Even if there were many doubts, it was inconvenient to raise them, so he squeezed his lips and said, "So it is. It seems that it's really a misunderstanding."

After saying that, both of them stopped talking for a while. Leng Shuang just felt that although Han Kill stood in front of her, why didn't she feel his existence? Who the hell is this man? An inadvertent sigh seemed to catch Han Kill's attention. He glanced at Leng Shuang. Although she was wearing a black dress and a mask, Han Kill seemed to be able to see through her body, and her eyes became more and more puzzled.

"Lord Valley, do you know Han?"

"Ha ha..." Hearing this, Leng Shuang was shocked and took a small step back. How can Mr. Han see it?

"No, Han just asked." Han Sha shook his head and said, "Lord Gu, when will Han see his two friends?"

"Well... don't worry." Leng Shuang sneered, "Why don't I also ask my men to prepare a room for Mr. Han?"

"No, Han will wait here. Please take Han's two friends here." Han Kill said decisively.

Hearing this, the cold frost was a little anxious. However, Mr. Han, you should know that Mr. Xiao was seriously injured!"

"Han knows, but the owner only needs to tell him that Han is waiting for him here, and Han believes that he will come out."

"You..." Leng Shuang is obviously a little anxious, and his attitude is not as good as before. Han Kill, you are in my territory. Don't bully others too much.

"Han didn't bully anyone, he just wanted to see two friends."

"Good, good." Leng Shuang said three times and shouted angrily, "Okay, wait. I'm going to invite them."

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In a dungeon without a trace of warmth, there are still a few drops of crystal white porridge in the broken white porcelain bowl. The porridge is cold, and some faint smell disappears into the air.

Yan Moxue stood upright, with the curvature of the corners of her mouth as if smiling, and her blue eyes were so focused and deep.

What Leng Shuang is most unaccustomed to is the dying expression of Yan Moxue, like a cold-blooded animal with no feelings at all. However, she won't worry now. After all, Xiao Bing is in her hands. No matter how ruthless Ren Yan Moxue is, she can't leave alone, because Xiao Bing is her door.

Thinking of this, Leng Shuang smiled gloomyly, and then clapped her palm twice, only to see a maid walking out with a plate.

Yan Moxue looked at everything silently, thinking that she wanted to see what Leng Shuang wanted to do.

The plate is exquisite, but the focus is not on how the plate is, but what is on the plate. However, when Yan Moxue, who had always looked calm, saw the things on the plate, his demonic face suddenly changed, and his blood color quickly receded a lot. His breathing became uncontrollably and slowly, and a fishy sweetness suddenly flowed into his throat.

That thing, that's...

Damn!

Yan Moxue's eyes stared at the things on the plate, and the dark crystal pupils suddenly closed, turned into thorns and then changed into various different look.

Leng Shuang raised the corners of her mouth and smiled coldly. She was extremely satisfied with her reaction. She knew that Yan Moxue was not afraid of anything and could make her feel frustrated. In addition to Xiao Bing, only Xiao Bing was her real door.

Blinking her eyes, Yan Moxue came to her senses, but her clenched fingers trembled slightly. She stared at Leng Shuang unbelievably and her throat was hoarse: "What did you do to him?" The sound is no longer a sound, but a piece of blade. The blade as thin as cicada wings burst out of its teeth, as if pieces were about to fly over, cutting the cold frost's face into pieces one by one.

"Haha..." A strange laugh came from his throat, which was extremely strange and made people creepy. The cold frost smiled and waved their sleeves to make everyone retreat. Suddenly, there were only two of them left in the dungeon.

"It seems that Yan Rasha is really worried about Xiao Bing!" She spoke very slowly and stopped talking in a secret tone. "When you see these small fragments, you should guess how he is!" Why? At this moment, listening to the sound of cold frost, Yan Moxue will feel so strange, and it is difficult to hear that people can't help but want to cover their ears. The voice is like being sawed with a saw, and the sound is broken.

Why? Is it because the person in front of him is no longer cold frost?

It was when she heard this harsh sound that Yan Moxue seemed to have been splashed with ice water from her head and instantly realized that she was just too out of control.

But... Xiao Bing, the name and face, everything about him is so touching her heart at this moment. Especially when I saw this dragon jade, it was broken into countless pieces and no longer full of aura, like fallen dead leaves losing their lives. It is fragmented and no longer complete, but the other complete one is in its own arms. Thinking of every fragment of the past, the pain in her heart was several times deeper.

It turns out that there is a feeling that it has unconsciously penetrated the skin and invaded the bone marrow over time...

All for one name, Xiao Bing!

In a trance, Yan Moxue was shocked by her thoughts and feelings. Now she can finally face it calmly and knows that she is brave to fight for protection. But, Xiao Bing, what happened to you?

The hard jaw tightened, and Yan Moxue's eyes were not relaxed: "Tell me, what on earth do you want to do? Why?"

"Since Yan Rasha has asked, how about I make a bet with you?"

Yan Moxue raised her chin, with her back as straight as her back, and asked, "What bet?"

"Papa." Two crisp applause, and a maid came in outside. This time, there was still a tray in my hand. The plate was not a broken dragon jade, but two cups. The cup is very white and bright, emitting dazzling crystals under the light.

The maid carefully placed the tray on the table and retreated.

It turned out that everything had been arranged for a long time. Yan Moxue secretly thought about what tricks Leng Shuang was going to play?

Cold Frost pointed to the cup and said, "There is wine in both cups. One cup is really good wine, and one cup is poisoned wine. I don't know if Yan Rasha is willing to gamble?

"How to bet?"

"If you drink wine, I will release Xiao Bing without saying anything and send you out of the valley; if you drink medicinal wine..." Leng Shuang deliberately paused, as if she thought of something, "If I drink medicinal wine, I will also release Xiao Bing, just Yan Rasha..."

"Good! I'll drink!" Yan Moxue picked up one of the cups without saying a word.

No need to consider, because of this bet, no matter what she drinks, at least Xiao Bing is safe...

Is there anyone in the world who is not afraid of death? Especially knowing that the most likely death is in your heart, you always have to struggle in advance. When Leng Shuang pointed to the two glasses of wine and told Yan Moxue that only one bet could save Xiao Bing, she did not hesitate to lift one of them.

There was no hesitation in the action, which surprised the cold frost.

But for Yan Moxue, another reason why she accepted the bet so resolutely and decisively is Han Kill.

So, when she handed the glass to her lips, her heart was very calm and strangely calm. She knew that it was impossible for Leng Shuang to let go, but she would never let herself die so easily. So, this is indeed a gamble. Bet, what kind of poison is in the wine glass and what will make him and her look like?

Will the appearance become ugly? Or will the body become broken? At least, it is certain that Leng Shuang will not let himself die so easily.

At this moment, ugly and disabled, like the calmest deep water in the deep mountains, could not set off waves and clear to the bottom, but Yan Moxue did not want to be afraid. The proud Yanluosha, who has always been beautiful, is not afraid of death, or even ugly and disabled at this moment...

The light aroma of wine, with a mellow taste, floats between the noses. It is indeed a good wine. She raised her chin gently and looked up.

Cold Frost stared at her closely without missing a trace of expression. She doesn't believe that there are such people in the world who are not afraid of death, which only proves that Yan Moxue really cares about Xiao Bing. In addition, it was not until Yan Moxue drank that glass of wine that Leng Shuang was willing to admit that only she could call the three words Yan Rasha in the world.

There is a gloomy smile, but this is also good...

"Yan Rasha, how do you feel?" Leng Shuang asked with a sneer.

Yan Moxue picked her thin lips: "Do you still need to ask the result?"

"Do you... know the result?" The cold frost is even more surprising.

Yan Moxue raised an evil smile: "The moment you took off your mask and showed your true face, I already expected the result..."

"Yanluosha is worthy of Yanluosha!" Leng Shuang regained his composure, and his black sharp eyes looked like they were waiting to watch the play.

Yan Moxue's fingers were clenched tightly, and an endless darkness gradually appeared in front of her eyes. In my ear, I seemed to hear that Yan Luo was singing songs almost like a naughty boy with a voice full of cruelty and tyranny. The blood quickly faded from her face. She could feel that the blood on her shoulders seemed to stop flowing, and all her perceptions turned into a strong feeling at this moment.

The limbs are terrible, and there is a heat wave flying, penetrating the heart at a lightning speed, and then spreading to the soles of the feet and the top of the head. Yan Moxue tried her best to stand upright and steady. A person like her would rather suffer than let her opponent see anything unless she can no longer hide it.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spewed out of Yan Moxue's mouth, and the corners of his mouth were stained with red.

Yan Moxue's straight body finally bent slightly, and she covered her chest with her right hand: "I want to know... what poison did you put on?"

"Hua...gong...disperse!" Leng Shuang read it word by word, and his voice was cold, from the bottom of hell.

"Huang Gong San..." Yan Mo Xue's handsome face was exhausted, and her narrow eyes were almost closed. These three words seemed to sentence her to a heavy sentence...

His hands were weak, his legs were weak, and his slender body finally fell down slowly.

"Ha ha...haha..." In the warm pavilion, there was only a wild laugh that made people stand upside down. For a long time, the wide black robe was shaken heavily, and Leng Shuang said anrily, "Yan Rasha, my dear master, no matter how smart you are this time, you can't escape from the palm of my hand!" After saying that, the cold frost strode out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she arrived outside the dungeon, a masked man came forward to report that dozens of unidentified people had broken into the valley.

"What?" Who will it be? Leng Shuang was shocked and hurried to the front court.

When it arrived at the vestibule, it was already a mess, and the bodies of masked people were everywhere. Leng Shuang knew that it was a gorgeous person when she saw the knife wound, and suddenly there was an ominous omen in his heart. It seems that Yan Luosha has been prepared for a long time.

But she didn't lose, did she? Although Fuyun Valley has almost been destroyed, she has at least destroyed Yan Rasha. From this point of view, this valley is worth destroying.

"Haha," looking at the body on the ground, Leng Shuang suddenly laughed, and then solved the two masked people behind him with a knife, and then disappeared in the Cloud Valley.