Ruan Ling whispered: "I have something to tell you, Zihuangjun."

"explain."

"..." Ruan Ling glanced at Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu looked at her innocently, took out two balls of cotton from his pocket, stuffed his ears, raised his hand to signal them to continue, and then continued to play chess.

Ruan Ling wanted to laugh a little, coughed lightly, and said seriously: "Zi Huangjun, I have poisoned Ci and Zhenren!"

"Oh." Pu Zihuang stared at the chessboard and nodded absent-mindedly, "Then what, are you coming to me to ask for an antidote?"

"I'm here to tell you about the antidote." Ruan Ling asked him in a low voice, "Can you beat Cihe?"

"I don't know." Pu Zihuang tilted her head and looked at her, "What exactly is Ruanruan going to say?"

"Cihe knows how to eliminate the poison in your family. She also wants to send her disciples to catch your sweetheart." Ruan Ling said, "So..."

"Um?"

"So, in order to protect your sweetheart, and to make Cihe die, I told them that I am your sweetheart..." Ruan Ling said softer and softer, "so that they will not harass you, nor will they find your sweetheart."

Pu Zihuang held the chess piece, looked at her for a while, and nodded: "Oh..."

"That?"

"Whatever you want." Pu Zihuang smiled, "If you like, then say that."

"So when they check, you have to cooperate with me."

"Okay." Pu Zihuangdao.

"Zi Huangjun, you are so good!" Ruan Ling burst into tears, "I live so big, you are the best man I have ever met."

"I feel so too." Pu Zihuang bounced her finger, "Don't disturb me playing chess, go away."

"Okay!"

Ruan Ling left happily.

Yan Jiu looked up.

Pu Zihuang looked at him: "Don't think I don't know. You can lip whisper, who can you put a cotton to show me?"

Yan Jiu's face turned red and he smiled and said, "This little city god is a bit interesting."

"What does it have to do with you?"

"It has nothing to do with me. But if you lose chess, you have to invite me to drink. This has something to do with me." Yan Jiu moved the chessboard away, "I have smelled the delicious wine for a long time, so I will bring it up quickly."

Pu Zihuang waved her sleeves and three jars of wine appeared on the table.

It emits a sweet and fragrant smell.

Yan Jiu's eyes lit up and he immediately reached for it.

"This jar is mine." Pu Zihuang took the jar next to her first, "I'll give you the other two jars."

"Is that jar better?" Yan Jiu was dissatisfied, "Brother Zihuang became more and more stingy."

Pu Zihuang ignored him, poured a glass of wine on her own and drank slowly.

Yan Jiu also poured himself a glass, took a sip, and sighed: "This cherry wine is the best. Brother Zihuang's jar must be better. What does it feel like?"

He looked at it with awesome eyes.

Pu Zihuang drank slightly sour cherry wine and didn't say anything.

...

Ci and Zhenren were poisoned by peacock and lost all their magic power.

She must take the antidote within forty-nine days, otherwise she will be unable to recover.

Jingyu took a few disciples to Wanju Mountain for a few days, and the results he got were the same as Ruan Ling said.

The word "big and demons" in Wanju Mountain is neatly said that the City God of Pei County is the sweetheart of their master.

The news came back to Puyuan Mountain, and Ci was so angry that she vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

Jingyu looked anxious: "I didn't expect that what Ruan Ling said was the truth. Master, if you can't catch Ruan Ling, wouldn't you..."
Chapter completed!