The leader has a black moonlight + extra episode

"Almost forgot, we still need to check the Great Water Protector." Yunhua caught her eye and glanced over, and took the opportunity to call, "Come on, Great Protector, take a look, can this work? Small ones can do it." Satisfy the protector?" Then he pushed the basin towards her.

Shui Youhan originally just wanted to take a casual look at the pool, as long as he saw the spider silk plant, he would be fine.Now being teased by her, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, she looked away slightly, and moved to another place: "Yes."

Yunhua finally found out that this cripple was scolded but not praised.She clapped her hands and wiped away the water stains on her hands: "The guardian who is 'speakable', are you left-handed after all?" If you don't ask questions clearly, you will feel really uncomfortable.

"No."

Yunhua gave her a strange look, but it wasn't.

"I used to practice sword with my left hand before." Shui Youhan lowered his eyebrows lightly, with an unknown look hidden under his long eyelashes.

Yunhua took a step forward, bowed quietly, looked at her intently, gazing at her for a while, and suddenly asked, "Are you unhappy?"

"Never."

"High priest." Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Yunhua opened the door, and saw a congregation standing in front of the door, with dust on his clothes, bending over and bowing his head, waiting outside.

"Let's talk." Yunhua stepped out of the threshold, and the congregation raised their heads, their eyes swept across the water, and they paused hesitantly.

Shui Youhan didn't say much, and turned to face Xuan Chuang.

Yunhua pulled him to the corner and left the door, "What's the matter?" The believer nodded and took out a piece of letterhead, and raised his hands: "High Priest, a secret letter."

The author has something to say: Today's little dream is very melancholy, I will write a melancholic poem - if there is love in the sky, the sky will also be old, luǒ Genkawen has no manuscript, who in the cloud sent a brocade book: Damn...

Hey, the farthest distance in the world is, I am by your side, but you are not willing to leave a message for me. 0.0 Why don’t Xiaomeng feel the presence of more readers and adults...

Chapter 48

"Oh..." Yunhua's ending sounded long and protracted, seemingly casually accepting the secret letter, but her eyes stayed on the believer who sent the letter.

The vaguely suspicious eyes fell on the top of the head, as if pressing down a mountain, the believer's back was bent even more, and he quickly buried his head respectfully and cupped his hands in front of him, not daring to move.But a pair of rolling eyes are still restless.

When Yunhua slowly tore open the seal of the letter paper, the hissing sound of shredded paper made his bent back straighten up a little, and his dark eyes were about to roll up to the sky.

The believer stared at Yunhua and pulled the thin paper from the envelope, and took the opportunity to take out a cold light dagger from his waist. Unfortunately, the tip of the knife fell to the ground with a "bang" before it even touched half of Yunhua's clothes. on the ground.

"Kangdang——" the dagger fell to the ground, and "cha——" the purple sand tea cup that flew up hit the arms of the congregation and fell to the ground, shattered into slag.

"Hiss..." Yunhua's fingertips numb when she touched the thin paper, and she let go of her hand immediately. The seal fluttered to her feet twice, revealing a white and empty piece of paper.I don't know where the words are, but the poison must have been put on paper.

The believer failed with one move, but he didn't have the strength to make another move. He lay on the ground and let out the last scream before his life. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and died before being caught.

That sound sounded really miserable, and those who didn't know thought that June Feixue had wronged some good people.

Yunhua flicked her numb right hand, but luckily what was smeared on the paper was only ordinary numbness-causing drugs, which could only make people lose consciousness for a short time, otherwise she would have become a crippled fellow today.

But... Yunhua turned her head and looked around the corner: "How do you know he has a problem?" The disabled had barely helped her once just now, and Yunhua's tone softened a little.Of course, it would be even better if what was thrown was not her purple sand teacup, but a random iron stone.

"He's shaking." Seeing that she was fine, Shui Youhan turned around and went back to the house.

Why is Smelly Ice always so impatient.Yunhua kicked the believer who was paralyzed on the ground as if venting, and then squatted down to look at him after heaving a sigh of relief, picked up his sleeves on both sides, and opened his jaw to examine carefully.

There were scratch marks on his arm, and a poison pill was stuffed between his teeth. It seemed that he had been prepared for a long time, and even had the determination to die.

Those scratches were all caused by himself, and before this person committed suicide by taking poison, Yintang faintly showed signs of blackening, coupled with a haggard look of being deeply tormented, it is likely that he was controlled by drugs to make him miserable. Only then did he commit apostasy against his will.

It may not be a good thing for him to be a dead body now. "Take it down and bury it." Yunhua ordered her subordinates, after all, she was the one who had loyally worked for her and Yan Qimo.

Taking a glance from the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of a white figure walking out of the door, the bandages and wooden strips on his hands were still tightly entangled, and he didn't know where he wanted to go again.Yunhua chased after her and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to the house." Now that the matter with Spider Silk Grass has been done properly, it is natural for her to go back to her own room.

"Hey, wait—" Yunhua pulled her back, and spread out her palms. On them were a few pieces of purple sand that she picked up hastily on the ground just now. "You broke my purple sand cup, and you want to leave?" The things were spread out in front of her eyes, lest she could not see clearly.

Shui Youhan frowned: "What do you want?"