Poison Doctor Demon Consort

Chapter 207, what are you thinking about? Rory! "Uh! Is there such a weird sect? Why do men become eunuchs when they become her disciples?" Linghu Shuiyue frowned.

What kind of sect leader is this? What a great idea! Shouldn’t it be that women who hate men like Li Moqiu? Do you hate men so much that you want to make them useless?

"Ahem! This... I don't know the specifics. However, I heard that the headquarters of the Baojing Sect is on Baota Mountain."

"Pagoda Mountain? It's not too far from Yanjing. It's only a few hours away at most."

Zhu Youhong was thinking that although the journey was not far, annihilating a sect would not take a day or two. I'm afraid this matter will have to be delayed, at least after his wedding.

Linghu Shuiyue was thinking that there was no reason for a sect in the world to deliberately assassinate a prince and a princess. Unless this gang has some collusion and connection with the palace.

After Linghu Shuiyue and Zhu Youhong left Butterfly Valley, another gorgeous carriage drove slowly through Butterfly Valley.

Inside the carriage were the Fourteenth Master and Princess Duanmu Jichan.

Princess Duanmu lifted the car curtain and looked outside, and said angrily: "Your Highness, Fourteenth Master, where are the butterflies you mentioned? Why didn't I see one?"

Not only are the butterflies invisible, but even the mosquitoes are invisible! Because it's night.

The Fourteenth Master had no intention of leading Princess Duanmu to chase the Jiu Master's car, and only motioned to the coachman to take them around. Unexpectedly, this roundabout will also lead to the vicinity of Butterfly Valley.

So, the Fourteenth Master boasted to Princess Duanmu that there was a very beautiful Butterfly Valley nearby. There is also a butterfly spring in Butterfly Valley, so I want to take her to take a bath.

However, the Fourteenth Master has only heard of it and has never been here. It was already night, and the entire Butterfly Valley was quiet. A crescent moon was rising, as translucent as a sickle hanging on the treetops.

When the Fourteenth Master opened the car curtain, he couldn't see half of the butterfly!

However, he suddenly pointed at some shining fireflies in the sky and shouted: "Huh? The butterflies have gone to sleep, but the fireflies have come out! Princess, we don't want to watch the butterflies, but how about watching the fireflies?"

Princess Duanmu stuck her head out with her small mouth flat. When she saw the shining fireflies, she blinked her eyes and snorted: "Humph! We promised to see butterflies but instead we saw fireflies!" "

The Fourteenth Master stretched out his hand to hold her little hand and said: "Don't the fire bugs look good? Let's go down! This is really rare! Have you ever seen so many fire bugs flying out at night?"

He gently pulled, took the princess's little hand in his, and jumped out of the carriage together. I looked up and saw many fire insects flying in the air. Although the dancing light was faint, it was still sparkling. It was really charming!

This Fourteenth Master is actually the most poetic person. When he saw this beautiful scenery at night, he shook his paper fan lightly and couldn't help but recite poems, regardless of the fact that it was already night.

"Starlight and fireflies intersect,

Quietly, the Butterfly Valley is bright.

Holding hands with a barbarian princess for no reason,

Count the little stars at night. "

The princess was from Yue country. She felt uncomfortable because she was covered in mud, so she yelled, "What are you thinking about? Luo Li Ba Suo! If you have the ability, go catch a few fireflies and bring them down for my princess to play with."

She is quite a princess! snort! I can’t understand the poems and lyrics of the men of Yan State, these Wubing Shen Yin’s literary works! She only loves real Kung Fu!

"Isn't that easy?" Although Zhu Youbin doesn't like to practice martial arts, he grew up in the royal family of the Yan Kingdom. How can he really not practice martial arts?

Although his martial arts skills were not as good as those of his brothers, he became happy when encountering some beautiful moves and practiced them to perfection.

Therefore, he is particularly good at Qinggong! Why? Because he thinks that no matter what kind of Qinggong he does, he will look better! What he focuses on is style! The most important thing was the technique. As for whether it was a sharp killing, he didn't care.