He felt very uncomfortable, as if he was about to explode.

Even if she cut him a few times, he wouldn't snort.

Unexpectedly, she would torture him in this way.

He wanted to break free from his restraints, threw her onto the couch, tore her to pieces, and make her regret what she did now.

Rong Shang could no longer remain calm. He whispered: "Get in."

Yu Pingchuan sneered, where to go?

He lets her in, and she will come in?

Thinking that I am Nangong Tianba?

She was just in a daze, but she felt it suddenly tightened, and her smile froze to her mouth.

This shameless dog thing actually beat her?!

Yu Pingchuan wanted to pull out, but when she wanted to leave, he wrapped his arms around his neck.

She was stunned for a moment. Didn’t he be tied up by Jin?

Rong Shang chuckled: "The silk is pulled all the time, and the weeds on the beams are OK."

Yu Pingsheng: "..."

The beam of the house is too high, and the collar belt and jade belt cannot reach it.

She had to tie him up with the weeds on the beam of the house. She only expected that he would try to break free from the Jin belt. However, he could not get rid of the Jin belt, so he broke the weeds...

His wrists were tied up, but there was a large gap between his arms. He used this gap to knock on her neck tightly, making her breathing unevenly.

Yu Zhengzheng coughed twice: "Cough... let me go!"

Rong Shang did not let her go, but his arms were loosened a little.

The feet are tied to the legs of the table, which is inconvenient to turn over and press down.

He was too lazy to solve the problem, so he sat on the table and refused her words with his actions.

Sweat flowed down his neck and fell on his strong chest.

He repeated the movement tirelessly. She wanted to struggle, but in the end she collapsed like a pool of mud...

...

After a while, Rong Shang finally let go of her.

Her body was covered in sticky body, but her eyes were filled with a ruthless spirit of not giving in: "Rong Shang, you are shameless!"

Rong Shang touched her bright red lips intimately with her fingertips, not refuting her: "Yes."

Yu Ping's face was flushed: "You will be retribution!"

Rong Shang held her earlobe and smiled softly, "You are the retribution of the lonely one."

Yu Pingsheng: "..."

Repay your mother!!!

She lifted her pants, pulled off the collar belt from his hand, and raised her hand and slapped him: "Remember, from now on, we will be two unrelated strangers!"

Before leaving, she did not forget to take out the letter that the seventh prince gave to her and threw it on his face.

Rong Shang looked at her back as she was leaving, and inexplicably felt a little numb on her face that was suffocated.

He moved his wrists, put away the envelope, and freed his legs from the table.

After he had sorted out his clothes, he walked to the corner and raised his hand to open the wardrobe door.

The seventh prince was still in that position, but the blood on his face was wiped clean. Rong Shang kicked him in the leg: "How do you feel after eavesdropping for half an hour?"

The seventh prince stiffened his body and slowly raised his head: "I heard nothing, I just woke up."

When he saw Rong Shang's handsome face, he was stunned.

Perhaps because the Ghost King's face was too ordinary, he couldn't remember the Ghost King's face, but he knew he didn't look good.

Why did this ghost king change his appearance after a long sleep?

He didn't know what happened last night, nor did he know if Yu Pingchuan succeeded. He only remembered that Yu Pingchuan seemed to be exposed by the Ghost King, and then he fainted for no reason.

I guess the Ghost King was not poisoned, so it would be better for him not to act rashly.

Rong Shang was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, and he gently spit out two words between his teeth: "Antoxification."

The seventh prince would rather die than surrender. Anyway, he would die alone. At worst, he would be a hero again in 18 years.

Even if he dies, he will have to drag the Ghost King's woman. If he continues, he will have an explanation to his father.

He was about to spit out the word "no" with confidence, but he glanced at it with a heavy and heavy look. The invisible feeling of depression choked his neck hard. He felt his chest was stuffy and his breathing became difficult.

After all, he was utterly spitting out two words from between his teeth. The seventh prince looked constipated: "Okay."

He is still afraid of the Ghost King.

The seventh prince turned out the purse on his waist and searched for a while, but he couldn't find the antidote.

Seeing the man in front of him losing patience, he was sweating anxiously: "I remember I'm here, wait for me to look for..."

Rong Shang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Did you put the antidote in your purse?"

The Seventh Prince: "My father said that the most dangerous places are the safest."

Conclusion: "..."

The purse was so big in total. The seventh prince could search for it for more than ten times, but he could not find the antidote.

Rong Shang was a little annoyed, so he asked the Seventh Prince to take out the Qiankun bag and pour out all the things inside.

There are three sets of unwashed underwear, five pairs of dry socks, a whip with a small thorn, and more than a dozen red candles...

In short, there is everything in Qiankun bag, but there is no antidote.

Rong Shang sneered: "If you can't find the antidote, I will dig your eyes, cut your tongue, cut off your limbs, and send you to reunite with your father."

The seventh prince was cowardly. He was really afraid of the vicious and ruthless man in front of him.

He was crying and said without tears: "I really can't find it. I didn't lie to you. I swear with my father."

He lowered his eyes, gently pinched the Buddhist beads with his fingertips, and narrowed his long eyes thoughtfully.

The seventh prince was afraid that he would take action, so the dignified man actually cried: "I bought the medicine. I guess the seller has a spare antidote in his hand. I'll find a way to contact the seller, don't dig my eyes..."

Rong Shang didn't force him anymore, but just said lightly: "If you can't get the antidote within three days, I will let you bury her with Nanhai."

After saying that, he left with his hands behind his back.

Rong Shang didn't know how long the pill he took last night would last.

He tried it on the way, but his divine power was not restored.

He was not in a hurry and walked slowly towards Xianming Palace.

As he expected, Yu Pingzheng was also in the Xianming Hall, and the Emperor of Heaven had not left, but the mirror of rebirth had not been taken out.

When Yu Pingzheng saw him coming, he had no reaction at all and directly ignored him as air.

However, the other people were a little surprised. Looking at his beautiful face, they didn't recognize who he was.

When Yu Jiangjiang saw him, his expression was a little stiff: "Big, senior brother?"

Contain and

Ignoring her, he sat lazily beside Yu Pingchuan, holding her teacup and sipped the tea.

Yu Pingchuan's facial muscles were twitching, and she regretted it a little. Why didn't he give him a slap in the first place?

She really wanted to hammer him, but her arms trembled for a moment and she still held back.

After solving the major events in Shanshui's life, she can leave without any worries. She can now practice.

At that time, she would find a seclusion in the forest and get married when she met a suitable man. Anyway, she must stay away from this dog man, and it would be best not to meet again in this life.

Shanshui sat on Yu Pingzheng's left hand. She turned her head and saw Rong Shang, and shouted respectfully: "Your Majesty."

Rong Shang nodded slightly, his eyes were cold: "Yes."

Shanshui's "King" exposes his identity.

Everyone looked surprised, but only the immortal King Hengwu had no expression on his face, and seemed a little unhappy: "You stay away from my wife and be polite to speak."

Rong Shang glanced at him, and a strong murderous aura burst out from his eyes: "Are you teaching me to do things?"

Hengwu Immortal Lord: "..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not very good, Emperor Tian changed the subject with a smile: "After talking for a long time, he has not yet taken out the mirror of rebirth to enjoy it. Look at my memory."

He took out a gilded round mirror with a carved dragon pattern and placed it on a short table, adjusting the most comfortable viewing angle for everyone.

The Emperor of Heaven pointed to the mirror: "Who of you will try it first?"

No one responded. Although this mirror of rebirth can see the past, most of the people present had a miserable childhood or had a past that could not be looked back on. No one wanted to reveal their privacy to others.
To be continued...