Cen Xiaojiu was silent.
"It's useful." The adoptive father smiled and looked at Xu Zhiyun again, his eyes full of disgust, "It's not like her, not a great person, a waste of my time."
"You can't say that about her!"
"For her sake, do you dare to contradict me?"
He lowered his eyes and his long eyelashes followed suit: "Cen Shang doesn't dare."
The adoptive father was silent, and the air suddenly became quiet.
After a long time, he raised his hand and drew a dark hole in the void: "Go back with me."
Cen Xiaojiu shook his head to show his refusal.
"She is already dead!" The adoptive father showed an expression of hatred, "Or do you want to be buried with her?"
Just as he was about to speak, a white jade fan appeared out of thin air and passed by his ears, heading straight for his adoptive father.
"You don't know what you can do." The adoptive father snorted disdainfully, flicked his fingers, and the white jade fan was knocked to the ground by a cloud of black air.
The wind blew past his neck, and a dagger was pressed against his adoptive father's neck silently.
"It's wonderful to make a sound in the east and strike in the west." He was pressed against his neck by a dagger, but he didn't panic at all. Instead, he clapped his hands, "You are really good at playing tricks, right, Chang Xiu?"
Regular practice?
Cen Xiaojiu was stunned when he heard this name. Wasn't that the person he had fought with before? Wasn't he controlled by a poison? Why did he seem to be out of control now, and he was holding a dagger against his adoptive father's neck.
The steps to undo the poison are complicated and cannot be solved in just half an hour, so there is only one possibility left. Chang Xiu is not controlled at all, all this is just an act.
So what is his purpose in doing this?
"Save people." Chang Xiu said.
"What if I don't save you?"
The dagger pressed closer.
The adoptive father raised his hands above his head in a surrender posture: "Save, I will save."
"Well, don't play any tricks." Chang Xiu pushed his adoptive father's back and motioned him to move forward.
The adoptive father did as he was told.
When he came to Xu Zhiyun's side, he said with disdain: "Tsk, a good death, you have no ability."
"Try to say it again?" Chang Xiu exerted force with his hand, and the dagger cut open his adoptive father's skin. However, due to the good control of the force, it only broke a little skin and no blood came out. "If you dare to talk nonsense again, you are not broken." The skin is so simple.”
The adoptive father said "Oh".
After moving his hands, Xu Zhiyun's wounds healed.
"You'll wake up in a moment."
Chang Xiu was dubious: "How do you expect me to trust you?"
"If you don't believe me, what can I do?" The adoptive father spread his hands, "That's all, I'll give you another good thing."
"What?" Chang Xiu became alert.
"If the prince dies, do you think you still have a chance to survive?"
Chang Xiu said coldly: "Help."
The adoptive father moved his fingers again, and His Highness the Crown Prince's wound healed instantly.
"We've rescued everything, so -" the body turned into shapeless black smoke, "see you later."
Black smoke dissipated in the air.
Only then did Chang Xiu realize that this was the clone, and the real body was not here at all.
Tsk, you old fox who is afraid of death.
"Huh?" After a while, Xu Zhiyun woke up.
"Little beauty!"
"Wow, don't come over here!" Xu Zhiyun didn't know that Chang Xiu was not actually controlled, so he subconsciously made a defensive posture.
"Sister Xu, don't be afraid, he's not poisoned." Seeing this, Cen Xiaojiu glanced at Chang Xiu and comforted Xu Zhiyun.
Xu Zhiyun was a little shocked: "Real or false?"
If he really wasn't bewitched, the acting would look too similar. Why didn't he realize that the playboy Chang Xiu was so good at acting before?
Chang Xiu chuckled and leaned closer: "Of course it's true, little beauty."
"Then what is your purpose?" Xu Zhiyun asked.
"Purpose? It's a long story. If the little beauty really wants to know, I can tell you when the time is right, but not now." His eyes moved from Xu Zhiyun to Cen Xiaojiu.
Seeing Chang Xiu staring at Cen Xiaojiu with hostile eyes, Xu Zhiyun stood up, spread his hands and legs in a big letter shape in front of Cen Xiaojiu: "Hey, hey, what are you doing to Cen Xiaojiu?" Is wine so hostile?”
"Because he is..."
"Where is this palace?" The prince woke up and interrupted Chang Xiu's words.
"What is he?" Xu Zhiyun asked Chang Xiu in a low voice.
"...He's a good guy."
Xu Zhiyun’s inner OS: Are you sure this is what you want to say? Wasn't it a lie you told to fool me?
The reason why Chang Xiu didn't reveal Cen Xiaojiu's true identity was because he heard something from Ma Qiaozi and knew that Xu Zhiyun hated the Evil Dragon Sect extremely.
Although Cen Shang is said to be a member of the Evil Dragon Cult, he has heard that he has his own principles in acting and will not harm innocent people easily, but will protect them instead.
When I saw him today, it turned out that he was indeed the one who protected Xu Zhiyun when he was "controlled".
Therefore, there is no harm in the little beauty treating him as a friend. After all, one more friend opens up a new path.
Let’s not expose him for now.
"You are all here." The prince slowly climbed up from the ground, noticed the white jade fan that had been shot down, and asked, "Whose fan is this?"
"Mine." Chang Xiu squatted down, picked up the fan, and stood up.
"This is a good fan." His Royal Highness couldn't help but praise.
"Thank you for the compliment, Prince."
"Oh, don't be so polite to me." His Royal Highness put his arm around Chang Xiu's shoulders and said with a smile.
"You...are familiar with each other?"
"This..." It seemed to be a big secret. The prince scratched his head, gritted his teeth, and finally said it, "Yes, we are very familiar with each other, because we often visit brothels together."
The words "Visiting a brothel" were spoken very quickly, as if they were afraid that others would hear them.
But Xu Zhiyun, who had excellent hearing, still heard it, and heard it clearly.
"Didn't the Holy One blame His Highness the Crown Prince?" Xu Zhiyun's spirit of gossip ignited and he couldn't help but ask.
"Shh!" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince made a silencing gesture, "My father doesn't know."
"So that's it."
"Who said I didn't know?" The door of the wine shop was pushed open, and the Holy Master in dragon robes stepped out of the luxurious carriage.
"Father, father?" His Highness the Prince was dumbfounded. Why is father here? If you say that, your father must have heard what he said just now?
"What's wrong? Are you surprised to see me? Why don't you continue talking?"
"My child knows I'm wrong!"
A man is capable of bending and stretching. As long as he admits his mistakes in time, my father will probably not punish me severely.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thinks so.
"Join Your Majesty." Xu Zhiyun and others knelt down and saluted.
"Get flat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Do you want to know how I found myself here?"
"Think!" Xu Zhiyun was the first to speak, his curiosity aroused.
"I was brought here by a little sparrow. That sparrow can still speak human words. I even suspected that it was a god descended to earth."
Hahahaha, the sparrow is indeed a fairy. There seems to be nothing wrong with the Holy Spirit saying so.
"Huh? What about the sparrow that leads the way? Have you seen it?"
