Rong's face was buried in the shadow, and the hanging eyelashes covered the sinisterness in the bottom of her eyes, and her voice was cold and harsh: "Are you Xue Xi's puppet?"

He said it in a question, but he said it lightly in a statement tone.

Puppets are made of dead bodies.

The most common one is low-level puppet. Although the chance of refining is very high, the low-level puppet has no thoughts and the heart will not be beating. It must be controlled by the owner nearby before it can be moved.

High-level puppets are relatively rare, and they need to spend a lot of time and energy during refining, and they also need to smash them into them with various spiritual pills and medicines.

Because the chance of successful refining is very small, few people will waste time and money to refine advanced puppets.

The refined high-level puppets are almost the same as living people. Not only do they have heartbeats and thoughts, but they are not limited by distances. Even if the owner is not nearby, they can control them to execute commands.

Obviously, the woman with Xue Xi's body in front of me is a high-level puppet.

An Ning paused, covered her lips and smiled, "So what?"

Her fingertips covered his face and slowly stroked down: "Even if you can survive tonight and not have a cup of tea, you will forget everything that just happened."

This is a side effect of Wangqingxiang, just in case, so as not to expose her identity in vain.

I narrowed my long eyes and felt dizzy from the temple. The object in front of me gradually twisted and deformed, like a soaked ink painting. Splashes of water slowly bloomed on the canvas, and I could no longer see its original appearance.

He is the son of the gods, and his body is invincible. He can drink even the poisonous wine without changing his face, not to mention the ordinary cartilage powder and the fragrance of Forgetful Love.

But the medicine An Ning gave him was obviously a special medicine for him.

With such a clear understanding of his special physique, he can pick up Xue Xi's body and refine it into a puppet. I'm afraid that only his sick brother can do this.

I have been hiding from him for more than a thousand years, but now I can't stand it. Do you want to attack him?

Rong Shang raised his eyes to look at An Ning's neck. Her slender and fair neck looked so fragile that he could easily twist her head with a little force.

His fingers hanging on the couch trembled slightly twice.

Even An Ning wants to touch him, is she worthy?

Seeing An Ning's fingers falling on his waist, there was a loud "bang" sound outside the room, which made her tremble suddenly and she subconsciously turned her head.

I saw a shaking figure appear outside the door.

She held the wine pot in her hand, her cheeks were flushed, and one leg was still holding the door kick, and she slowly burped her long and vigorously.

An Ning was stunned, and a trace of cruelty flashed in her eyes.

No one can delay her business.

It was just a waste of wood spirit roots. She killed this waste and then framed the ghost king together. Anyway, the ghost king's hands were already covered with blood, so they naturally would not doubt her.

An Ning got off the couch, pulled out a handful of b-i'sh0u from her waist, and slowly moved towards the door.

This is the first time Yu Zhengzheng has drunk alcohol in more than ten years. She doesn't like the spicy and choking sake.

That kind of wine is too strong to suit her.

The scenery outside the boat was pleasant, with drizzling rain and a roaring sound of the piano. Xiao Yuqing poured her a cup of peach blossom wine.

The atmosphere was so good that she felt embarrassed to refuse, so she had to take a sip.

But the silky texture, with a refreshing peach blossom fragrance and a delicate and soft taste at the mouth, made her addicted.

If someone hadn't called her upstairs, she would have drunk all the peach blossoms in the entire cellar tonight.

A mosaic appeared indirectly in front of Yu Zhengzheng. She vaguely saw an unknown object arching his body and pressing down the territory and walking towards her.

The object seemed like a big rooster ready to fly into the air, and suddenly turned into a big goose that raised its neck to twist. Yu Pingsteadi moved shakingly and easily avoided the big goose's attack.

An Ning looked at the b-i'sh0u who was stabbed in the sky and frowned tightly. Is this woman drunk?

Yu Zhengzheng leaned over and poured a mouthful of peach blossom wine, and walked in while burping: "Where is the person? Who is looking for me?"

A bed with a curtain appeared in front of her. There seemed to be a shirtless man lying on the couch. Her steps paused and the corners of her mouth became slightly wet.

Yu Zhengzheng wiped his saliva: "You, are you a Cowherd?"

Rong Shang heard the vague voice and knew who the person was. He slowly let out a sigh: "Go out..."

Before he finished speaking, he remembered her flushed face when she was talking, and changed his mind again: "Come in."

If she wants her to go out now, she will probably be hacked to death by An Ning if she can't get out.

I don’t know how much wine I drink to be drunk and I can’t even run away. It’s useless.

She was fainted. He just asked her to go out and said he would let her in. So does he want her to go out or come in?

Yu Pingchuan smiled foolishly and raised the wine pot in his hand: "I understand, do you want me to sit on and move it yourself?"

Conclusion: "..."

Seeing An Ning standing behind her, she raised her b-i'sh0u, bent her fingers slightly, twisted a Buddhist bead with her fingertips, and threw it out with force.

This special cartilage powder works for him, but it is not very useful.

He was still unable to move just now, but now he was just sore and weak. After a while, he could recover as before.

His limbs were heavy, and his strength was lighter in throwing Buddhist beads. He only hit b-i'sh0u, but he did not shoot through An Ning's wrist.

Although An Ning was a puppet, she could feel the pain like a living person. She resisted the dull pain from her wrists and quickly responded to the moment she fell.

When Yu Zhengzheng heard something behind him, he subconsciously turned around, and his slightly bent elbow tilted b-i'sh0u two inches, falling straight towards An Ning's feet.

The iron was cut like mud and fell on An Ning's barefoot, and the sticky blood rushed to overflow from the wound, soaking the gaps in the floor.

Because high-level puppets are immersed in potions for a long time, the pain in their skin will be more acute than that of living people.

An Ning's painful facial features were twisted and grinning, and she didn't look gentle and charming just now.

Hearing the sound of breathing, Yu Pingchang realized that there was a woman in front of him.

A small pool of blood flowed out of An Ning's feet, and she cared for An Ning: "Girl, are you going to give birth? Why are you bleeding so much? Don't be excited, lie down quickly, I'll deliver you a baby!"

An Ning wanted to shake her hand away, but her palms were like iron pliers, and she couldn't even throw them away no matter how hard she tried.

Seeing that she didn't cooperate, Yu Pingchuan could only comfort her with great thoughts: "Children are a big deal, not a joke. You have to spread your legs so that your child has enough space, otherwise you will suffocate your child to death."

As she said that, she reached out to An Ning's feet and pulled An Ning's toes with her two fingers: "Girl, use force quickly! The child's head has come out!"

peaceful:"……"

As time passed by little by little, the time she and her master had set in advance was about to come. She gritted her teeth, endured the pain from her feet, and reached out to pinch Yu Pingchuan's neck.

Yu Pingping was pinched and made a rooster crow, like a rooster crowing, and bursts of "ohoh" endlessly.

An Ning was afraid that her scream would attract others, so she had to free up one hand to cover her mouth, and the other hand to pull the b-i'sh0u on her feet.

As soon as b-i'sh0u pulled out, blood was pouring out from the wound on the feet that had just clotted blood.

Yu Pingchuan is a kind person. She didn't care about An Ning about the fact that she had pinched her neck just now. Seeing An Ning's feet bleeding, she snatched b-i'sh0u from An Ning's hand based on the principle of saving people, and then inserted b-i'sh0u back as it was in place.

With a muffled groan, crystal tears slowly fell from An Ning and smooth cheeks, and her palms curled up into the shape of chicken claws. The pain made her scream.

Yu Zhengzheng learned An Ning's appearance and covered An Ning's mouth with the hand that had just been buckled.

She pointed to the person with a naked chest on the couch: "Shh! Sigh down, others are going to have children too!"

Conclusion: "..."

I don’t know if it was painful or because I was being held back, An Ning didn’t breathe and fainted directly.

Rong Shang tried to raise his arm and sat up from the couch slowly.

His pale face was covered with an unnatural blush at this moment.

The heartbeat sounded so abruptly in the quiet room. The hot blood was like boiling water, and an inexplicable fire was pushed up.

It is the fragrance of forgetfulness under peace that takes effect.

Every rainy night, he will have a fever, but the hotness and burning feeling of burning at this moment are completely different from the burning feeling.

His body has a self-defense mechanism. Poisonous drugs such as Cartilage Powder will dissolve and decompose in his blood, and eventually disappear without a trace.

But he had to withstand the non-toxic drugs like Wangqingxiang.

Rong Shang didn't care. He could use his divine power to suppress Wangqingxiang, but it was just to add some torture, which was nothing.

It’s just that the side effect of Wangqingxiang is transient amnesia, which is a bit troublesome.

He put his robe on and was about to twist An Ning's head off so that he would not forget about this matter later and leave only a disaster.

Before Rong Shang could get off to bed, he heard the sound of confused footsteps outside the house.

Listening to this sound, there seemed to be quite a few people coming.

I don’t know if it was because the two of them were pecking each other and the loud noise caused them to attract them, or if An Ning and his accomplices made an appointment in advance, which attracted Xiang Feng and others when it was time.

He heard Xiang Feng's anxious voice, and just as he was about to finish the peace, a flash suddenly appeared outside the window frame.

The roaring thunder sounded from far to near, and the footsteps were about to come outside the house. Rong Shang was stunned for a moment, picked up Yu Pingzheng's collar, grabbed her and leaped out of the window.

After he landed steadily, he looked at the steed steam in his hand, which was like a little chick, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

There was a thunder outside, what did he take her out to do?

She would not die in that room. At most, An Ning woke up and poured some dirty water on her, which made her misunderstood by everyone.
To be continued...