Chapter Ninety-Seven: They've all been smitten with love potions
Chapter Ninety-Seven: They've all been smitten with love potions
When Zi Yingluo rushed into the private room on the second floor, a pungent fragrance hit her face, and she secretly screamed, "Not good." Zi Yingluo hurriedly covered her mouth and nose, and raised her eyes to look at Yu Jing, who was sitting on the bed and was not moaning.
A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he strode over, picked up Yu Jing, and walked out of the window. This must have been planned by someone, and every extra moment here would be a little bit more dangerous.
He lowered his head and looked at Yu Jing in his arms, only to see that his face was crimson, his mouth was slightly open, as if he was in pain, and one hand kept wandering around his body randomly.
It was the same as Wuchen's situation. I'm afraid he had been hit by a charm drug. Thinking of this, Zi Yingluo quickened her pace and jumped towards the princess' mansion.
Yu Jing smelled the fragrance on the tip of his nose, and suddenly became distracted. He opened his big confused eyes and looked at the person coming.
After living in the mortal world for many years, Yu Jing certainly knew what was wrong with his body. If it were her, then he would be willing to give himself to her, and he would have no regrets even if he was abandoned in the future.
He stretched out his hand and pulled Zi Yingluo's sleeve awkwardly, shouting hoarsely: "Princess."
She lowered her head and glanced at the person in her arms. A flash of worry flashed in Zi Yingluo's eyes, and she comforted her: "Be good, you'll be fine in a while. Just be patient." As long as she returns to the Princess Mansion and finds Leng Ye, everything will be solved.
At the same time, Zi Yingluo also prayed secretly in her heart, hoping that the antidote would no longer be hers.
Suddenly, Zi Yingluo stopped, her beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, with murderous intent.
"Come out!" Zi Yingluo's eyes were always forward, looking at the man in black who suddenly appeared in front of her, with fierceness in her eyes.
"Zi Yingluo, just accept your death." The man in black pointed his sword at Zi Yingluo arrogantly and moved slowly.
Zi Yingluo sneered. She was overestimating her abilities. The person who could marry Zi Yingluo's life probably hasn't appeared yet. She really didn't know how to live or die.
Slowly laying Yu Jing on the ground, he stretched out his jade hand, and there was a folding fan in his hand. On it was a modern man with flowing short hair, and bright and cold eyes that seemed to come to life with Zi Yingluo's movements.
Come over, it seems to be alive, and the cinnabar between the eyebrows is also faintly glowing with a bright red color, mysterious and strange, but with endless coolness.
Seeing this, the man in black couldn't help but be stunned. He had never seen such a wonderful martial arts. It was so magical that things moved according to his heart.
Zi Yingluo spread out the folding fan and slowly raised her spiritual power. Suddenly, there was a strong wind blowing around her, which made her skin hurt and made it difficult to open her eyes. Only Zi Yingluo, who was dressed in white, opened her eyes fiercely. The figures on the folding fan looked like
It's like being alive.
The people in black opened their eyes in horror, their faces full of horror. This feeling of suffocation was something they had never experienced before. The huge pressure made them unable to breathe. This was the breath of the strong. At this time, they
I really felt the fear of death.
Just when everyone in black thought he was about to die, miraculously, the wind disappeared, and the huge sense of pressure was no longer there. Only the woman in white was seen, half-bent, frowning every day.
Damn it! Zi Yingluo cursed secretly, but all her previous efforts were wasted at this moment. Feeling the numbness coming from her lower abdomen, Zi Yingluo frowned. If she guessed correctly, she should have been hit by the love potion, too.
The fragrance in Yu Jing's room.
The man in black also noticed Zi Yingluo's discomfort, and laughed wildly with pleasure, saying, "I thought the Eighth Princess was so great, but it turns out that the thunder was louder and the raindrops were lighter." Even so, they deeply felt the moment just now.
It was so terrifying. Because of this, they wanted to kill the Eighth Princess. They were the most capable bodyguards under the Sixth Princess. They would never allow such a powerful person to exist to ruin the Sixth Princess's plan.
They exchanged glances with each other and then raised their swords to kill. Zi Yingluo's pupils shrank. If she had just taken the charm potion, she wouldn't have paid attention to these minions. The point is that she used telepathy. Now her mind is strong but her strength is not.
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At the moment when the black man was slashing with the knife, a flute sound was heard. Miraculously, the man in black stopped attacking Zi Yingluo and instead hacked each other. Zi Yingluo stared blankly at the blood spattering.
piece.
The black people seemed to be possessed by a demon, slashing at each other with empty eyes.
Zi Yingluo was completely stunned. She could control people's hearts with just one song, which was countless times more powerful than her telepathy. In the blink of an eye, all she could smell was the disgusting smell of blood and corpses piled all over the ground.
"Um--"
A groan interrupted Zi Yingluo's thoughts, and she glanced at Yu Jing who was lying next to her. His clothes were torn to the ground at some point, and his body was curled up and twisting on the ground.
Zi Yingluo ran over to help Yu Jing, but before her hands touched Yu Jing's skin, her wrist was held. With a strong effort, Zi Yingluo fell into an embrace that smelled of mint.