Chapter 195

The young man smiled and his beautiful eyes flashed a touch of ruthlessness, but Duanmu yawang didn't notice. Just after saying that, she turned to Shengyan and said, "go back to the house." after that, she turned and left directly.

Shengyan's eyes quietly glanced at the boy and followed up without saying a word.

They just walked two steps and came up with an old man and two middle-aged men. Duanmu yawang only looked at the three and looked away.

Intuition told her that they were not good.

When duanmuya looked at them, the three also looked at duanmuya, frowning slightly.

Although this Duanmu yawang has black hair and black eyes, his eyes are full of Aura!

It's definitely not waste!

Aware that they looked at their eyes, duanmuya looked at her eyes, but she didn't care. After all, what she needs to do most now is to go back to her house to develop the antidote of Jiao corpse poison.

"Childe?"

The three men came to the boy and saw that his eyes looked at Duanmu Ya's back. The cold light at the bottom of his eyes suddenly appeared, so they whispered and asked, "is this waste bothering you?"

The young man stared at elder Duan with an aggressive tone: "I'm not like a man?"

Uh!

Duan Changlao was stunned.

Since he calls himself a childe, why does he still say he looks like him?

Of course, the young man's eyes were too cold. Duan Changlao didn't dare to say this at this time. As soon as his eyes turned and was about to speak, the young man touched his neck and stared at the three of them: "I don't have an Adam's apple in my neck. Why don't you remind me?"

Elder Duan and the two hall leaders turned their eyes to the young man's neck. At this time, they coughed and lowered their heads.

"A bunch of rubbish! You can't observe this!"

The young man was so angry that he waved his sleeve and walked away quickly.

The three of Duan Changlao and others were stunned. Seeing that he didn't want to keep up with Duanmu yawang in front, they secretly guessed: is it the waste who saw his childe's... Disguise?

Thinking so, the three looked at each other and their eyes became sharp.

"Miss Duanmu." Duanmu yawang and Shengyan went downstairs. When the man who had spoken to Duanmu yawang on the first floor saw Duanmu yawang, he hurried over and said: "Miss Duanmu, steward Bai, the son of Mufeng, just came back to take care of the affairs in the pavilion. Xiao kissed steward Bai. Steward Bai said that the two Pavilion leaders can't come back today and can't come back tomorrow. Xiao remembered you looking for two Pavilion leaders, so I told you."

"OK."

Duanmu yawang didn't expect the people in Lingyue pavilion to be so considerate to himself. He smiled and said, "thank you."

"No, it's my duty."

Duanmu Ya looked and nodded. She was about to turn around and leave. A very light smell crept into her nose from him. She frowned immediately: "who have you contacted just now?"

"Ah?" the man didn't know, so he answered honestly, "just now? You and us are in charge for nothing."

Duanmu yawang listened to his answer, his eyes narrowed slightly and said nothing.

If her nose didn't go wrong, what she smelled from this man was the smell of magic fragrance.

Magic incense is made from a unique stream of magic grass in the world. This incense is very unique and only works on one person. The first person to smell this incense will briefly become a puppet and be controlled by people throughout the whole process.

And after the manipulation, the drugged person will forget all the memories of the person who gave him the incense.

However, he remembered her and manager Bai.

In other words, neither she nor manager Bai was the one who gave him incense.

She shouldn't be in charge of this matter, but Mufeng and mu Qingchen are good for her. She feels at home when she enters the Lingyue Pavilion. Some people give magic incense to the people in the Lingyue Pavilion, and she can't sit idly by.

However, she didn't understand, well, why would someone give such medicine to a small servant in Lingyue pavilion?

What does the other party want to do?

But it will be bad for Lingyue pavilion?

It's not that she thinks too much, but that magic incense is not easy to make. People who can make such poisonous incense must have excellent poison skills.

"Miss Duanmu?" the man couldn't help feeling strange when he saw Duanmu yawang pondering and not talking.

Duanmuya looked at him and thought that he had forgotten the man who gave the magic fragrance. He continued to ask him and couldn't find anything. Thinking so, he wanted to leave with a sigh. At this time, someone around him hummed.

The voice is not high or low, but it sounds harsh.

Duanmuya looked at the traceless frown, followed the prestige, and saw the young man who met him on the fourth floor, staring at her coldly at the moment.

Duanmu yawang wondered where he had offended her and raised his eyebrows. "This... Childe, why are you staring at me?"

Duanmu yawang didn't want to expose her in public when she said the word "childe", but in the young man's opinion, the word "childe" sounded more ironic in her ears.

He fixed his eyes on Duanmu Ya for a moment. The corners of his mouth turned up evil and suddenly sneered: "Miss, I know a little about physiognomy. Can I tell you about your recent fortune?"

The boy was very beautiful, but when he stared at him, he didn't feel good. Instead, he felt staring at him by a cold poisonous snake. Duanmu yawang suddenly got goose bumps for some reason.

"No, I don't believe that."

"Don't believe it?" the young man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "if my childe says that the Yintang is black, there is a great evil coming, and there is no doubt that he will die in three days, don't you guard against it?"

Duanmu yawang didn't have time to speak. When Shengyan listened, his eyes were cold. He coldly blocked his body in front of Duanmu yawang and cut off the sight of the boy staring at Duanmu yawang, "don't talk nonsense here!"

"Is it nonsense? Time will prove it. You don't have to worry, brother." the young man smiled: "do you want to bet with me that if she dies in three days, how about your brave brother who will be the son's dog all his life?"

Shengyan's eyes were cold, "no gambling!"

Duanmu yawang looked at the young man with a very calm face.

"You really don't know how to look." when the young man said, he took out a fan from his waist, slapped it out, fanned it leisurely and said to Shengyan, "but believe it or not, I'll give you a piece of advice. If you buy a coffin for your young lady today, your young lady can get a whole body back, otherwise..."

Duanmuya looked interested and smiled. She didn't have any anger at all. She smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes for a moment: "otherwise, how? I'd like to hear it in detail."

The boy looked at Duanmu yawang's indifferent smile. The fan in his hand snapped back, stared into her eyes and said word by word: "death, nothingness, burial, body, land!"

Then he pulled his lips and turned away with a sneer.