Chapter 363 You are in my hands, Zhao Mingyan is willing to do anything
Ji Qingwu took out a light blue sugar pill from his sleeve pocket and stuffed it into her mouth.
He squeezed her hand tightly and comforted: "It's okay, I'm here, you can rest assured."
Tao Wanyin's lower abdomen was swollen and painful, but with Ji Qingwu's words and pills, she seemed to have a backbone.
"Qingwu, I'll be fine."
Ji Qingwu nodded vigorously.
Duan Mingfeng is still fighting with the "Warden". Although this soft sword is not powerful enough in attack, it is very difficult to fight and can change its trajectory at will, but it is not suitable for long-term fighting.
"Warden" is obviously better at close combat. He swings the short blade in his hand freely, with a fierce light in his eyes, and he is already ready to force Duan Mingfeng back.
Ji Qingwu saw the right moment and threw a handful of medicinal powder over. The blue powder was still shining and looked like it was highly poisonous.
"Warden" quickly held his breath, and his men missed a move.
Duan Mingfeng's soft sword stabbed his right arm, and strange blood flowed out.
When Ji Qingwu saw the strange-colored blood, he was even more convinced that he was not the person controlled by the spider poison, but the real person.
Duan Mingfeng still wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue him, but the "Warden" was injured, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.
After he was stabbed, blood spattered and blood droplets flew to Duan Mingfeng's hand.
Ji Qingwu also noticed this after placing Princess Yong in the corner.
She said loudly: "Yuwen Tianqing, since you asked me to come, you should leave some time to talk to me."
The fight between the two ended, and the warden jumped to the side, pulled off the human skin mask, and said excitedly: "Miss Ji Wu, you recognized me so quickly, I'm really touched."
After hiding in hiding for so many days, Yuwen Tianqing's face turned pale, and his silver-gray blue eyes also became much darker.
Ji Qingwu walked up behind Duan Mingfeng and reminded him softly: "Master Duan, don't use your internal strength anymore. Yuwen Tianqing's blood is highly poisonous."
When she came over, the guards in black had already guarded the door and would not give Yuwen Tianqing a chance to escape from the prison.
Duan Mingfeng's hands already felt numb, but his expression did not change at all.
"Yuwen Tianqing, if you dare to come to the palace, you won't be able to escape even if you have wings this time."
Yuwen Tianqing laughed disdainfully and said, "Oh? Really? You should still care about your own life."
Some black-clad guards from the Imperial City Division had already gathered at the door of the prison. Duan Mingfeng made a gesture, and the black-clad guards swarmed forward.
Yuwen Tianqing's momentum is over.
Ji Qingwu felt that things were going a little too smoothly, and a layer of white mist filled her mind, which was a familiar feeling.
As Yu Wen Tianqing backed away, he took out a black flute from his arms, put it to his mouth and played the tune. The tune was extremely strange.
The fog in Ji Qingwu's mind has not dissipated, but his scalp is also tightening. What kind of magic sound is Yuwen Tianqing playing?
People around her reacted more seriously than she did.
Duan Mingfeng knelt on the ground almost immediately and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. The blood was pitch black.
The guards in black were a little weaker than Duan Mingfeng, but they also lost their mobility and staggered to the ground.
Damn it!
Ji Qingwu frowned and looked around.
King Yong had a splitting headache and banged his head on the railing several times, trying to stay awake.
Su Fengyue in prison and Tao Wanyin in the corner were already weak. They only played half of the music before they couldn't bear it and fainted.
After playing the song, only Ji Qingwu still had the strength to stand.
She asked: "What song is this?"
"It's a soul-violent song." Yuwen Tianqing said: "Contrary to the requiem song, it reminds people of painful things. The stronger the internal strength, the more serious the intrusion will be." "I have never seen anyone who can For those who can still stand under this music, isn’t there anything painful about Miss Ji Wu?”
It wasn't that she didn't have any pain, it was just that Ji Qingwu's brain fog came too soon.
After thinking about it for a moment, she realized that this was a national luck bonus reward released by the system.
She had just had contact with Emperor Wu Su in Qinzheng Hall, and kissing was also a form of intimacy. The release was so fast this time, and it seemed that the rating this time was not low.
Ji Qingwu couldn't help but curl his lips when he thought of Zhao Mingyan.
Before she thought about it, she pushed him back on the throne and asked him to continue to criticize the small mountain of memorials, and asked him to wait for the good news about herself and Master Duan.
It seems that this good news is a bit difficult.
The smiling expression on her eyebrows fell into Yuwen Tianqing's eyes and became her unfathomable expression.
"But it doesn't matter. With you in my hands, Zhao Mingyan is willing to give up anything." Yuwen Tianqing said with cold eyes: "I can take his life again!"
Ji Qingwu thought that there was no connection between these two sentences. He was just talking about the last design that caused Emperor Wu Su to be injured by an arrow.
She opened her lips and said: "Where does the fourth prince get the confidence to think that he can catch me and kill the emperor?"
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Yuwen Tianqing held a short blade in his hand and walked towards Ji Qingwu.
"Don't be so harsh! You don't think he will come to save you."
He blew on the blade and said with certainty: "The secret line I planted in the palace has begun to move. Even if I can't kill him, I can take you away."
Ji Qingwu stepped back and said, "Don't you want what Su Fengyue is holding?"
Yuwen Tianqing said: "Do you know what I'm looking for?"
Ji Qingwu nodded: "I know, that thing is indeed not in his hands."
She was talking to Yuwen Tianqing and distracted him. From the corner of her eye, she noticed someone quietly moving in her direction by the door.
"He gave that thing to his most favored little daughter, also named Yue'er."
Ji Qingwu stared into his eyes and said slowly: "The crescent moon pattern is very beautiful."
Yuwen Tianqing paused and said with a livid face: "Why is that hairpin where you are?!"
Ji Qingwu guessed right, that silver hairpin had a special purpose.
And for Yuwen Tianqing, it is a very important thing.
Ji Qingwu had already retreated to the door, her gaze tilted to the right almost undetectably, and said: "Of course I am a kind-hearted person. Su Daiyue liked me, so she left her to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sihai, disguised as Chang Lu, rushed in from the right door.
"Beware of his blood!"
As Ji Qingwu reminded him, he went around the corner of the door to grab something, and then ran towards the gate of the prison.
Just now, Sihai was outside the door and was more or less affected by the magic sound. His movements were not as agile as before. After a few moves, he fell behind.
Yuwen Tianqing had no intention of fighting with him. After learning that the hairpin was in Ji Qingwu's hands, his only target was her.
When he came out of the prison, Ji Qingwu was nowhere to be seen.
It was impossible for her to escape in such a short period of time and the prison was so big.
Besides, a key was needed to open the door, and he didn't hear the door opening.
Yuwen Tianqing sneered, Ji Qingwu was still in the prison, but he didn't know where he was hiding.
(End of chapter)