Two days have passed, and Ji Chen has not returned to the palace to report anything, and there is no trace of him in the Jian Pavilion.
Shao Kefan had a vague premonition and sent someone to search the cemetery. However, they only found the face that was somewhat similar to Dan Cheng's in the Zhulu Wasteland.
Shao Kefan took the dough, unfolded it, and looked at it intently, thoughtfully.
Ji Chen was an agile and intelligent swordsman, but unexpectedly, he made such an unnoticeable omission in making the dough, which happened to be Zheng Xiaohan's most sensitive and softest aspect.
However, now that his face has been torn off, Ji Chen's identity must have been exposed. Apart from him, there is no one Zheng Xiaohan hates the most than Ji Chen, and he doesn't know how cruelly he will be treated.
Shao Kefan put down his face and sighed softly.
It was already midnight, and in the dark little attic room, the small candle placed on the table was burning silently. The light was blown out by the wind blowing through the broken window. There was a bed against the inner wall, with high curtains.
Hang it up, hang down the tattered and dusty cloth strips, and swing them wildly.
Apart from the bed, wardrobe, dresser and a chair, there was nothing else in the attic.
This is an abandoned maid's room, which is particularly lonely and desolate.
The young man in a white tombmaker's uniform slowly woke up, but felt extremely uncomfortable all over. He wanted to stretch his body, but he couldn't move even half a minute. When he lowered his head, he saw that his whole body was tightly bound by ropes.
The young man was unconvinced and used his inner strength to rush forward. However, a golden light emitted from the rope and suppressed his vitality.
Tried two or three times, but to no avail.
The young man finally couldn't help it and yelled, "Zheng Xiaohan, you vicious guy, let me go quickly."
The candle was about to burn out, dripping wax piled up, and the flame danced.
A pair of eyes moved away from the window and whispered to the person next to him, "Wake up, go and report to the king."
Sensing the movement outside, the young man's anger found a way to express his anger, "Zheng Xiaohan's lackeys, let me go quickly, or I will make you die badly."
"Young Master, stop shouting. If you hadn't been ill-intentioned towards the monarch, how could you have ended up in this situation? It's all your own fault." A mocking voice outside the window sounded coldly, and after saying that, he laughed darkly.
Voice.
"What do you want to do with me?"
Ji Chen's heart tightened. Zheng Xiaohan was a master of poison. If she used poison on herself, her death would be horrific.
The person outside the window stopped answering and seemed to have lost all messages.
He only heard a woman's delicate gasp from behind. Ji Chen's nerves suddenly tightened and he turned his head desperately. In the dim light of the candle that was about to go out, a naked woman gently twisted her white body, her breasts were light and soft.
Trembling slightly, the bright black colored contact lenses looked at him provocatively. The light was pulsating and the color was flying, which was very sultry.
It turns out that there are other people in this room.
Ji Chen had never touched a woman before, and he felt a rush of heat all over his body. A primitive desire arose in his heart. He stared blankly for a moment, and suddenly thought that this must be Zheng Xiaohan's trick. He closed his eyes and scolded, "Shameless."
"Haha." The woman on the bed said, her voice as gentle as an oriole, "Didn't the young master enjoy watching it just now?"
Ji Chen snorted and stopped talking.
Zheng Xiaohan, what on earth is she going to do?
There was a sound of landing outside the window, and a majestic female voice ordered, "Open the door."
"Yes." The man who answered was the man who had just spoken to Ji Chen.
The woman on the bed stopped twisting, pulled the sheet, wrapped it around her body, got out of bed, and knelt down facing the door.
"Zheng Xiaohan, let me go, what dirty idea have you come up with?" After confirming the person, the anger in Ji Chen's heart surged continuously, rushing up to his throat, and the room seemed to tremble.
After the sound of turning the key, the door was pushed open with a creak, and three people walked in. One of them lit the palace lantern in his hand and placed it on the table. At the same time, as if being suppressed by the momentum, he lit a candle.
The bean-like light jumped for the last time and went out silently.
The small attic house suddenly became brighter, and the dilapidated scene became clearer and more desolate.
"Dirty idea? You have to ask Shao Kefan about this!" Zheng Xiao laughed coldly, glared hard, and kicked Ji Chen in the body.
The two men beside her, dressed as swordsmen, seemed to be gloating at Ji Chen.
Ji Chen tried hard, but it was still in vain. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want?"
"The daughter of the people pays homage to the king." The woman ignored by the four people knelt down and bowed respectfully.
Zheng Xiaohan turned sideways and lowered his gaze with a look of distaste, "Chen Mei'er, do as I say, and when things are done, I will pay a lot of money to hire the miracle doctor Dong Huan to cure your Hualiu disease."
Flower willow disease!
Ji Chen took a breath of cold air and turned to look at the woman. He saw dark red spots growing on her face and shoulders that were not fully wrapped. Her expression was gloomy, with a weak aura mixed with...
A trace of fear of death is no longer what it was just now.
"Yes, a daughter of the people must not disobey the king and the people." The woman who was suffering from the disease said softly.
Ji Chen vaguely understood what she was going to do, and his whole body was shaking with anger, and his mind went blank.
Zheng Xiaohan sneered, "Love drug."
Ji Chen spat in her face, "Shameless bitch."
Her intention was obvious: to infect him with the disease.
The swordsman in green squatted down, sealed his acupuncture points, raised his lower jaw, and forced a pill into his mouth.
"Wait a minute, let's see who is shameless." Zheng Xiaohan took a step away from his disrespect, "I guess you are still a virgin, so I might as well let you taste the bliss of the world." After that, he raised his hand.
,"Walk."
She held the thread of the rope and didn't know how to untie it. When she walked to the door, the rope was loosened from Ji Chen's body. When she moved a little higher, the acupuncture points on Ji Chen's body were untied. Then, the three of them ducked out of the door.
and lock the door.
The woman was already lying on the bed again, observing Ji Chen's reaction. Her dim and awe-stricken eyes began to shine with charming light. Although the dark red spots diminished her beauty, it could still be seen that she was in good health.
She is a one-of-a-kind beauty.
"Young Master." She called delicately, her dark hair hanging down from the bed, and she began to twist. Except for the spots and blemishes, she could be called a perfect body. If it weren't for the disgusting disease, it would be like a white snake with red spots on its body.
Charming and charming.
"Damn it, don't think that I would take the bait and sleep with such low-quality goods." Ji Chen gritted his teeth and stood up. However, just for a moment, it was like a fire burning fiercely below the pubic bone, quickly rushing upwards, sweeping through the soul.
and the entire body.
His whole body turned red all of a sudden, and he heard a rapid breath coming from his nostrils in disbelief.
When the woman saw the effect of the medicine taking effect, she giggled and lifted up the sheet covering her private parts, exposing her entire delicate body and twisting even more violently, "Young master, is it hard to bear? Let me quench your thirst."
"
Ji Chen tried his best to restrain himself, but he still couldn't bear the strong desire. His mind was in chaos. He just stared at the seductive body and moved quickly to the bed. His hands quickly tore at the tombmaker's clothes. "Poof", Bai Bai
The suit was torn into several large pieces, and the swordsman threw it to the ground and rushed towards the person on the bed.
At this moment, he almost forgot that the woman was suffering from the disease and could only follow the drive of primitive instinct.
There was a gasping sound in his mouth, his eyes were wide open, his pupils were hot and confused, and there was sweat on his forehead.
"Master, Master..." The woman on the bed kept twisting and stroking her breasts with both hands, pulling out waves of jade waves.
"No, never..." The weak sense that remained reminded him.
You must never commit such a dirty and dirty thing.
Never lose the reputation of a swordsman.
Never let Zheng Xiaohan see the joke.
We must not leave behind a sick and dying body.
"Ah!" Ji Chen shouted, and when he was about to touch Chen Mei'er, he was restrained by reason and warning, and he suddenly turned around and hit the wall.
"Oh my God!" the woman on the bed exclaimed, her provocative expression replaced by shock. She didn't expect him to be so determined.
"Bang."
The wall that had been in disrepair for many years trembled, and all the agitation just now returned to calm. The swordsman pressed his forehead against the wall, slowly lowered his body, and finally collapsed to the ground. On the wall, a trace of blood was particularly conspicuous.
The two swordsmen outside the pavilion looked at each other in surprise. They never expected that such a situation would happen when they were about to succeed.
"Quickly, go and report to the king."
Chen Meier was stunned for a long time, then got out of bed, walked to Jichen's side, carefully stretched out her hand to test his breathing. Fortunately, there was still breath, and she breathed a sigh of relief. However, thinking about the failure of the mission, it was impossible for the monarch to
Asking Dong Huan to treat her illness, she suddenly felt that life was hopeless and couldn't help but shed tears of sadness.
The wind was like a weak arrow, whizzing into the room through the dilapidated window, but it only lifted up the strands of bed curtains, leaving the room desolate.
The two strangers who had just been filled with semen, one fainted and the other cried.
Huike Hall.
"What? Hit the wall?" Zheng Xiaohan murmured in disbelief. He didn't expect that Jichen would rather die than be humiliated. Moreover, the aphrodisiac she had made was not something that ordinary men could bear. This shows how strong this person's will is.
"Yes, I was about to succeed, but at the last moment that kid seemed to have woken up." The swordsman in green whispered.
Zheng Xiaohan frowned and remained silent.
Seeing this, the swordsman in white asked, "How should Chen Meier deal with it?"
Zheng Xiaohan waved his hand and said calmly, "Kill! Such a woman does not deserve to live in this world."
"What about Ji Chen..." the swordsman in green asked.
Zheng Xiaohan thought for a while, and the look in his eyes changed complicatedly, and he suddenly sneered, "Bring him into Sangchuan Palace, I will keep him and torture him. If he hadn't stopped me, how would I have been defeated by Shao Kefan."
The two swordsmen looked at each other in surprise. The monarch always kills quickly, but this is not like her style!
Shao Kefan walked into the Yiwei Hall and was surprised to find that the woman who was drowning in sadness was actually practicing martial arts. She had already mastered the Puyuan Ten Styles and was currently practicing other moves with a martial arts secret book.