"Yes, it's the demon clan."

Weaver Shadow has smelled out that the poison quenched by the silver needle is none other than the pagoda leaves.

"Golden Chamber Notes" contains: In ancient times, the Western Wasteland was rich in pagoda trees. Its shape is like a pagoda, its flowers are like Buddha bells, and it is often worn to calm the mind and concentrate. Its leaves are like black jade, and its juice corrodes the body and bones. It is highly poisonous.

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All things are interdependent and mutually reinforcing, as is the case with heaven, earth, sun and moon, and the flowers and leaves of the pagoda tree also follow this principle.

Zhiying summoned a bamboo tube, collected a few poisonous needles, and put them into his sleeves. With a glance, he saw the broken porcelain cup at the door into several large pieces, as well as the steaming soup.

She couldn't help but yell angrily: "This damn assassin!" Her breakfast was ruined!

"There are more here."

A strange fragrance drifted into her nose, and a sky-blue soup cup appeared in her field of vision, which was her favorite color.

Zhiying smiled, held the soup cup, took a spoonful of the fragrant soup and put it into his mouth. The pink soup was sweet and smooth, as if he was in the burning peach blossoms, and seemed to be walking through the sweet-scented osmanthus forest, and then returned in a daze.

Reaching the depths of the lotus root that was stolen back then.

"This is the right taste! It's so fragrant, why do you need that sweet nectar to add to it?"

The azure spoon is raised high and tilted slowly. The sticky pink soup is like the stalactites in the cave, pouring into the soup cup, and like the graceful lotus in the lotus pond.

Seeing that she liked her so much, Little Golden Crow couldn't help but feel happy. However, seeing that the house was full of mess and there was almost no place to stay, the joy was half gone.

He took a silver needle in his hand and said, "Use it well, I'll go out." He turned around and left.

"Go to Yaojun and Madam Yantang?" Zhiying stopped him and stared at the silver needle in his hand.

Little Golden Crow's eyes flickered around and he said sternly: "You were assassinated in the territory under their jurisdiction, and the assassin was a demon clan. Naturally, this glorious mission should be handed over to them."

Zhiying directly hugged the soup cup, drank the remaining soup in one gulp, and said: "I've finished drinking, let's go together!"

Xiao Jinwu promised: "I won't fight with them."

Hey, you still know that you have a bad temper!

Zhiying buried his head and suppressed laughter, and then cast a spell to protect the ruins in the house. Fang said to him: "Not only you and I have to go, but we also have to call Ji Lijun. This is a huge 'big event'!" At this point, his eyes immediately flashed.

He was glowing with energy, and his left eye blinked, indescribably playful.

Little Golden Crow knew what she meant at a glance, and they both nodded: "Well, indeed, it's amazing!"

If Zhiying is injured, then Chaoqian's ice will be burned to the ground. If he cannot survive the dragon transformation catastrophe, Chaoqian will die, leaving Mrs. Yantang alone. Even though she is very likely to solve the current predicament and become the next one.

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Mountain Demon King, but far away thousands of miles away, if no one is accompanying you, it will be too cold at high places after all. Moreover, based on his observations in the past few days, how could Mrs. Yantang abandon her feelings for Chao Qian and live alone in this place?

World?

He couldn't help but look at Zhi Ying, who looked back with unclear meaning, his eyes covered with a lingering haze.

During this period, Zhiying always had indescribable sadness in her eyes when she looked at him casually. After coming out of Jiangxin Island, she often looked at him with this look.

Such a look made Little Golden Crow very uneasy.

He saw her in the Wenxin Cave, but what about her? What did she see in the Wenxin Cave? Was it... Ju Lue?

Suddenly there was a pain in the middle of his eyebrows. He focused his gaze. Zhiying's thumb and middle finger on his right hand came together and twisted, with a vengeful smile on his face: "You also said that I am always distracted, now you can catch me!"

Little Golden Crow rubbed his brows as if in distress, and looked at her resentfully: "No, I was infected by you!"

Zhi Ying trembled all over and said, "I'll infect you!" The joke ended there, and she asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Little Jinwu answered her seriously: "I wonder which unlucky guy the Demon Queen will send to help you catch the assassin."

Zhiying said matter-of-factly: "Of course such a secret thing should be left to the person she trusts most!"

"You mean that dead fox?"

"I don't know, isn't the Binga Festival about to begin? After all, it is a major event in the demon world, and it is barely as important as my assassination, so I am not sure!"

"Haha, you are so humble..."

"That's right! After all, this word is also one of my girl's personal labels!"

"..."

The two of them had walked out of the side hall while "talking and laughing happily", and they did what they said. They immediately summoned Ji Li and asked him to go to Bihuixun for a while.

Ji Li, who was about to go to the side hall to visit Zhi Ying, went directly to Bihuixun after receiving the summons. As soon as he entered the bamboo pavilion, he saw Zhi Ying and Xiao Jinwu already drinking tea silently at their seats.

Mrs. Yantang acted as if no one else was around, concentrating entirely on writing and reviewing the memorial.

The confidant maid behind her reminded her, so she raised her head and glanced at Ji Li. She nodded briefly, scratched the fold twice, put the brush back on the mountain of pens, pointed to the seat opposite Little Golden Crow, and said, "Ji Li, please take a seat."

When Zhi Ying saw him sitting down and conveying his intention of coming, he said to Madam Yantang: "Demon Queen, at the end of the morning, an assassin came to the side hall to assassinate me. After the defeat, he waited for an opportunity to escape."

Mrs. Yantang's face was as dark as water: "Who is so bold? Does Miss Gu have any clues?"

"This assassin's blood is red and green. Using a long rope and a Kuixing pen, judging from her figure, she should be a woman. She has not transformed." Weaver Ying flicked his finger, and a green light fell on Mrs. Yantang's table, "This is the woman.

Hidden weapons used by assassins."

Mrs. Yantang picked up the bamboo tube that appeared in her field of vision after the green light disappeared, opened it, her eyes suddenly froze when she saw the silver needle, and she softly uttered three words.

"Pagoda leaves."

As soon as these words came out, Ji Li, who was thinking about finding an appropriate time to speak, suddenly changed his expression.

He often went to Fanghu Mountain and had read the "Golden Chamber Notes". Naturally, he knew what the pagoda leaves were and what role they played. However, he did not expect that someone would use it to harm people in the future, nor did he expect that one day Zhi Zhi would use it to harm others.

The film will become a victim of this.

She didn't mention it at all when she briefly explained the whole story to him and asked him to cooperate...

The armrest of the seat under Ji Li's palm deformed slightly, until he heard a "click", the armrest reached its deformation limit and shattered into sawdust in humiliation.

He suddenly stood up and slapped the case, and said in a cold voice: "I came here with sincerity to make an alliance with the Demon Queen. I never imagined that such a bad thing would happen in the place where the Demon King and the Demon Queen are located. Fortunately, this is the case.

The assassin failed, otherwise it would be too late for me to regret it! I think the Demon Queen feels the same as me now, right?"

Under the surprised looks of Zhiying and Xiao Jinwu, he scattered the sawdust in his hand on the carpet, and then discovered that the chair he was sitting on just now was missing a corner.
Chapter completed!