Chapter 668: The Young Master Who Worships the Buddha

Genius remembered for a second, "Love โ™‚ รท small? Say โ†’', provide you with wonderful novels to read. "I'll make a poison, you give him to Yancheng and all the places near Yancheng that sell medicine, didn't Baili buy wild Ganoderma lucidum in the pharmacy, mix it into the wild Ganoderma lucidum, and sell it no matter who comes to buy it in the future, the poison can last for ten days, and we will give the antidote in a few days." ใ€ๆ„›โ†‘ๅŽปโ–ณๅฐโ†“่ชชโ–ณ็ถฒ Qu ใ€‘"

Hua Resheng is out of the way, and he would rather kill 10,000 by mistake than let go of one.

Jiang Shiya said that Yin Lily may have been poisoned, it seems that this thing is true, otherwise she would not come to buy wild Ganoderma lucidum, it is estimated that it is still very tricky poison.

Then let the old lady give you another poison.

"This matter must be done in concealment, in the past two days, we have increased our efforts to surround the area around Yancheng, don't let them have a chance to go out of the territory of Yancheng, there will always be a day when they will come to me."

King's Landing rubbed the top of her hair: "Okay, listen to you." โ€

"Every day is the best for me." Hua Chongsheng lifted his feet and gave him a kiss, and took three steps back: "I'll go to make drugs first, you can go with your business." โ€

King's Landing chased after her and took her in his arms: "I'll accompany you, I have nothing else to do." โ€

In fact, he has a lot of things on his hands, and Lang just said that he has found the tip of the bamboo shoots, in the palace of King Qin.

But he didn't want to go, he finally found the woman, and now he just wanted to see her by his side all the time.

"Well, then you are not allowed to touch me, you are not allowed to quarrel with me, and you are not allowed to be restless."

"Okay."

The two entered the house together.

After a while, there was a displeased voice from the house: "King's Landing, where do you put your hand, I am grinding medicine." โ€

"I'll grind it for you." Lord Yu Wang held his wife's small waist with one hand, and held her hand holding the grinding rod with the other, smiling extremely brightly.

"You grind it, why is that hand still rubbing on my waist."

"Comfortable."

"Don't make a fuss, okay, I'll play with you after I'm done."

"No, you gave your son to someone else, I have nothing to do." Naturally, it's going to play with you.

"Hmph, the game is on fire, you go take a shower by yourself, don't want me to help you solve it." Hua Chongsheng snorted coldly and ignored him again.

Whatever you say about leaving her in the cave room Huayu, in fact, it is all on the surface, and this thing can't help it at all.

If it's okay, I'll come to tease her, I can't help it, and I have to help her solve it, it's really a cheat, what kind of door is this to stay in the cave room to spend candle nights, except for the last layer of breakthroughs, everything else has been done.

She was so moved at the time that she was confused.

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There is a small temple on a mountain peak ten miles away from Yancheng, and a handsome boy in white stands at the door of the temple and hesitates.

The attendant who followed behind the handsome boy saw that his young master had been grinding at the door for more than half an hour, and had to remind him loudly: "Lord, if you don't go in again, the sun will set, and the lily girl will wake up." ใ€ๆ„›โ†‘ๅŽปโ–ณๅฐโ†“่ชชโ–ณ็ถฒ Qu ใ€‘"

Standing in front of the temple was the young master of the Falling Heaven Pavilion who took away Yin Lily.

Feng Zhongliu raised his narrow eyes and glanced at the solemn temple, and couldn't help but spread his palms, he never believed in fate, but now he seemed to have to take this road to stabilize the uneasiness in his heart.

The palms had once grasped something, but now it was empty.

"Do you think the gods and Buddhas can be trusted?" The wind asked in a low voice.

The corners of Baili's mouth twitched, naturally he didn't believe it, the way of Buddhism pays attention to karma, they have killed countless people, and they have to die a lot of times according to karma.

"If the subordinates think that they believe it, they will have it, and if they don't believe it, they will not." Baili was puzzled, what did their young master do when he ran to the temple, and he looked hesitant, he wanted to go in, but he was afraid of other people's jokes.

It's the first time he's seen such a tangled young master.

Miss Lily had found it, and he should be happy, not so sad.

"Is the Lord worried about Miss Jiang Shiya?" Baili asked tentatively.

"Haven't they all been saved, what's there to worry about?" The wind turned out of the temple, but after all, he still did not step into the threshold and became a member of the good men and women.

Back in the back hall of the temple, Kaze-in-ryu pushed open the door and walked in.

A little girl was feeding Yin Lily with medicine, and Feng Zhongliu walked over and took the medicine bowl in the little girl's hand: "I'll come." โ€

Yin Baihe smiled at him: "Where did you go?" โ€

This smile made her cold face even more beautiful, like a snowlotus blooming in the iceberg.

Feng Zhongliu stroked the hair on her forehead, brushed it behind her ear, and said with a smile: "Go to the front to see how people burn incense and worship Buddha." โ€

"The young master of the Falling Heaven Pavilion is also interested in burning incense and worshiping the Buddha." Yin Lily put away her smile and teased lightly.

Hearing her say this, Feng Zhongliu also felt ridiculous.

He chuckled self-deprecatingly: "You can recuperate with peace of mind, the antidote, I will go to my mother to ask for it." โ€

Feng Zhongliu painfully wiped the medicinal juice from the corner of her mouth, if it wasn't for herself, she wouldn't have fallen into such a field, he couldn't have imagined that his mother would do such a thing.

"I'm fine, you don't have to go to the pavilion master for the antidote, in case she gets angry, my years of hard work have been in vain." Yin Baihe held his palm, and there was a rare panic on his cold face.

"You're so afraid of my mother?" Kaze-in-ryu sighed and held her hand tightly.

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I think I should do this, otherwise how can I be worthy of you, so I will be very angry when I see you choose a soft bone like Jiang Shiya." Yin Baihe knew in her heart that Jiang Shiya was in the eyes of the pavilion master, so she didn't take Jiang Shiya in her eyes.

It's just that what she never imagined was that it was just a small temptation, but she found that Feng Zhongliu would be worried about that woman.

Her creed was broken, so many years of hard work, just to prove that she was worthy of the middle of the wind, how could she allow his heart to be biased in favor of others.

"You say she's not worthy of the deity, and she still thinks the deity isn't worthy of her." Feng Zhongliu twisted the tip of Yin Lily's nose: "Don't think about it, how the deity treats you, you know best in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't have been fearless for so many years." โ€

"Last time, you helped Luo Di hurt you, did you hold a grudge against me?" Yin Lily looked at him worriedly.

"No, I won't hold a grudge against what you do." Feng Zhongliu helped her lie down and covered her with the quilt: "Don't go back to the place where I can, I'll negotiate with my mother." โ€

"Will she say yes?" A trace of discoloration flashed in Yin Lily's eyes, and the wind and frost were her biggest gap.

When she was just ten years old, her mother was seriously injured, and it was her grandmother who saved her from escaping with Wind.

It was also from that year that she and Feng Zhongliu had a marriage contract, knew each other, played together, and gradually developed feelings for each other.

Since then, she began to practice martial arts, diligent and hardworking, under the training of Feng Lingshuang, from a dancer who can only dance, quickly grew into a martial arts master.

When she was thirteen years old, she was supposed to come to propose marriage, but what she was waiting for was the summons of Feng Zhongliu's mother, Feng Lingshuang, as the future hostess of the Falling Heaven Pavilion, she had to pass the test. Reading, a better reading experience.