The Regent's Little Wife

"His method of poisoning is very sophisticated. No one in the world can cure this poison. Anyone who is poisoned by him will fall into a fantasy. But your performance makes us feel very strange. If you were poisoned, you would definitely not behave like that. But if you were not poisoned and still behaved like that, it means that your acting skills are too good."

"But fake is fake, and there will always be many flaws. So after a few casual conversations, I found that the questions you asked me were often difficult to answer. Or you have forgotten. Although you concealed it very well at the time, I still began to doubt you..."

"A person's personality and living habits can change slowly, but they won't change in an instant. So from then on, I'll be more careful of your words and deeds. Do I need to say anything else?"

Sang Ning clenched his fists. He didn't expect that his skin would be stripped off so early. He thought he was so smart.

"In fact, you have covered it up very well. Who in this world would believe that the person living in your body is not the original Sang Ning?"

"So that's how it is... It seems like I have nothing left in front of you. I'm still trying to cover it up in front of you every day, but it's just like covering one's ears and stealing the bell! I'm deceiving myself," Sang Ning said, shaking his head helplessly.

The two of them were talking in the house when they suddenly heard a slight noise. Both of them had internal energy and found that someone had entered the house. They looked at each other.

At this time, a man in black jumped down from the roof, holding a long sword in his hand, and slashed towards Sang Ning. Sang Ning was very agile and she quickly dodged the long sword.

"Your Highness, don't worry about it, leave it to me... Just stand aside and watch the fun. I didn't expect that someone would dare to assassinate me... Hey, my friend, which sect are you from? Luosha Pavilion or Yueying Sect?"

Sang Ning observed that the other party should be a killer. If he is a killer, he should be organized. The two largest sects of this killer organization are Luosha Pavilion and Yueying Sect. Sang Ning has been here for more than half a year and has not fought for a long time. He is very angry. Today, someone happened to come to the door, so he had a good fight with the killer.

The assassin's kung fu was top-notch, and he had originally thought that he could easily defeat Sang Ning, but he did not expect that Sang Ning actually knew martial arts, and that his martial arts skills were even better than his. He had made a mistake.

"Ah, little brother... your skills are too poor. You are still good at this. Your skills are not enough for me to practice..." Sang Ning said, secretly taking out five needles from his pocket. He turned around and quickly shot at the killer.

In a flash, the killer dodged the first three needles, but failed to dodge the last two needles, which pierced his legs. Just when the killer was stunned, Sang Ning came to the killer in a flash and pressed the killer's acupuncture points.

"Little brother, what do you think? ... You can't kill me with your martial arts skills. Even if you practice for hundreds of years, you may not be my opponent. I ask you, who sent you to kill me?" Sang Ning put the sword on the killer's neck and roared.

The killer snorted coldly, "You bitch, I'll kill you if I want to. I didn't expect you to know martial arts... I actually fell for your trick. Of course, a killer has his own rules. If you want to ask who the employer is, don't even think about getting any information from me."

"Hey, little brother... there's a saying that goes, 'A man of insight is a wise man'... If I let you go today, you won't be able to explain to your master when you go back. So tell me who hired you. Then I can pay you and let you go. You can run away, leave your organization, and make it so that your organization can't find you, and you can survive..."

Sang Ning moved a stool, crossed his legs, took a sip of tea, and looked at the killer in front of him with a smile.

"You bitch, if you want to kill me, just do it... I said I won't tell."

Sang Ning just stretched out his hand and waved it gently, and the killer fell down with the veil on.

The killer looked very young, about 20 years old, with pale skin. He didn't expect that Sang Ning's inner strength was so profound that he could knock off his veil with just a wave of his hand. He stared at Sang Ning in front of him.

"She's so beautiful..." He suddenly had a dagger in his hand. The killer was stunned. Was this a magic trick?

Sang Ning suddenly stood up, walked in front of the killer and grinned, "You are so beautiful... How about I destroy your martial arts... and sell you to Wenchang Pavilion to be a prostitute? Then I will make you wish you were dead... Hahaha, a killer reduced to a prostitute... Sounds good."

"You...how can you be so vicious? Kill me, kill me..." The killer didn't expect that he would be insulted by a woman like this, but at this moment, he was anestheticed by Sang Lin, his whole body was weak, and his acupuncture points were pressed, so he could only speak but not move. He was so angry that he could only stare at Sang Ning.

"Little brother, you are angry already... Anger is harmful to your health, it's not good. Look at my eyes..."

The killer didn't know what Sang Ning was going to do. He looked up and met Sang Ning's eyes... He suddenly felt dizzy. He closed his eyes and lips tightly. Like a sleeping person.

"Tell me who sent you here?" Sang Ning asked again.

"It was a woman named Lin Yao. She gave us a lot of money and said she must kill you. But she said you don't know martial arts, so she sent me here."

Shen Yan, who was sitting next to him, was very puzzled. He had been observing Sang Ning, but he didn't see Sang Ning using any hidden weapons or medicine. How could the other party suddenly tell the truth?

"Oh...which sect are you from? Luosha Pavilion or Yueying Sect?" Sang Ning had to find out which sect it was. He had to go to the sect to ask for an explanation.

"Rakshasa Pavilion..."

"Okay..." Sang Ning came to the killer again, snapped his fingers in front of him, and then snapped his fingers twice in a row.

"Wake up..." Sang Ning said these three words.

The killer reacted immediately and returned to his original sharp look.

"What did you do to me just now... You used the Soul Transfer Technique on me. How could you have such skills?" The killer opened his eyes wide and looked at Sang Ning in front of him in disbelief.

Sang Ning made a hushing gesture and said, "Little brother, go back and prepare 10,000 taels of silver... Three days later in the middle of the night, I will personally visit your Pavilion Master... I advise your Pavilion Master to come... Otherwise, I will destroy your Luosha Pavilion... and make your Luosha Pavilion... disappear from the Jianghu forever."

As she spoke, she threw a lot of particles at the other person and untied the other person's acupuncture points, and she did it remotely...

Only then did the killer realize that the person he met today was an expert among experts. Not only did the opponent possess internal skills, but his internal skills were also rare in this world.

How could one master the art of telekinesis without thirty or forty years of internal strength? But the woman in front of him was only in her 20s at most. Could it be that he had been learning internal strength since he was in his mother's womb?

"Are you really going to let me go..." the killer asked in disbelief.

"roll……"

The killer picked up the sword on the ground, looked at Sang Ning again, bit his lip, and flew out of the room.

"I never thought my princess's martial arts skills were so high... I really admire her... No wonder the secret guards I sent to follow you always failed. It turns out they were following a master."