Mu Shishi was sure what he said was true, and grabbed the five-colored snake out of her sleeve. The dark golden snake just now turned into dark green, which looked beautiful.

When he heard Yan Mu Fei say that it would change color, Mu Shishi was not surprised at this time and put the five-colored snake on the ground: "Go and save him."

Duan Xiaoyao looked at the tiny dark green snake in front of him, but he didn't believe that the snake could detoxify, but when he heard Mu Shishi give orders to the snake, the corners of his mouth twitched.

The five-colored snake rolled its eyes, and its small body curled up to Duan Xiaoyao's arms. The arms that were heavy and black wasp's tail poisonous were all black at this time. The toxins were spreading rapidly, and it had spread from the arm to half of its body.

"Many men in black appeared on the second floor and came toward this side." Hua Zeming pushed the door and knew that the person Wutong Pavilion was looking for must be the current man.

Mu Shishi said nothing, watching the movements of the five-colored snake.

"You go out to deal with it first, just a cup of tea." Yan Mufei didn't worry too much.

Hua Zeming didn't understand what a cup of tea could change, but he didn't ask too much and turned around and left.

A cup of tea? Mu Shishi was puzzled. He could just solve the poison of Xiaoyao in the ingot?

The five-colored snake crawled onto Duan Xiaoyao's arm, opened its mouth, revealing two fangs, and liquid dripped from it. The liquid fell on the arm and immediately floated with a "this" sound, and a trace of white smoke floated away.

Duan Xiaoyao's arm suddenly hurt, which made him unable to help but groan. When the whole black arm touched the liquid, it seemed as if it had dripped sulfuric acid, pecking at the skin.

The five-colored snake's fangs flashed with white light, and his mouth suddenly grew, like a python devouring an antelope. All the bones on all sides opened and bit on the completely blackened arm in one bite.

Duan Xiaoyao groaned again, his face kept falling sweat, and he gritted his teeth, and the pain almost made him unable to wake up.

"Strong." Mu Shishi looked at it for a while and spit out a word.

Her little white snake is so powerful. Baby, she is definitely a baby. Just say, how bad can the eggshell sound like Xue Linglong?

The moment the five-colored snake bit Duan Xiaoyao's arm, a noisy sound came from outside the door.

"This young master, Wutong Pavilion has lost important items. Please let us go in and search." The old deacon's voice sounded.

Hua Zeming looked at the old deacon in front of him and a cold snorted in his voice: "My prince is talking about things, who dares to do something rash?"

The old deacon is not an ordinary person. When he heard this, his face was not angry at all. Instead, he raised his hands to salute Hua Zeming: "I know that the private room is the current prince, but the items lost in my Wutong Pavilion are very important, so please report to the young marquis."

"It is worthy of being Wutong Pavilion, and even the identity has been investigated clearly." Hua Zeming showed his appreciation, and then said slowly: "Since Wutong Pavilion is tight, it should help you pursue it, but my prince is the most disgusting person. If you break in rashly, this..."

In the words, they just don't let them in.

In the private room, Mu Shishi couldn't help but admire Hua Zeming's ability to do things. Although she looked stingy, she was quite good at doing things.

"Can a cup of tea really work?" Mu Shishi looked at Yan Mu Fei who was drinking leisurely.

She never guessed what he was thinking.

"Don't worry, you have to trust your own monster." Yan Mufei lay down obliquely, and after speaking, he closed his eyes lazy and went to bed!

Mu Shishi hates that, this guy... is really speechless!

While speechless, she also trusted Yan Mufei a little. The fox's instinct was cunning. He was so leisurely and natural, so she didn't need to be nervous.

The five-colored snake bit the black arm, and the arm soon turned from black to dark, and the five-colored snake's small body was a little bigger than just now.

"This guy can take drugs." Mu Shishi was surprised, and looked at her small body that was bigger than the size just now, round and dark green color was like a piece of beautiful dark green jade, which was amazingly beautiful.

It was the first time Yan Chenluo saw such a thing. The snakes that everyone in the continent knew about would only harm people, and never knew that snakes could save people.

As the body of the five-colored snake became more and more bulging, the black on Duan Xiaoyao's arms became less and less, and the sound of disputes at the door also rang out.

"The Wutong Pavilion has the rules of the Wutong Pavilion. If the young marquis insists on stopping it, don't blame me for being rude." The old deacon's voice was a little gloomy, and the man in black behind was ready to go.

"You're welcome, I want to see what you're not polite." Huaze Mingru was so arrogant that he didn't take the old man's words seriously at all.

The old deacon looked a little angry, and he thought about it in his heart, but he didn't dare to rush in.

Suddenly, the man in black behind him stepped forward and lay down in the deacon's ear and muttered a few words. The old deacon narrowed his eyes and looked at the closed private room suspiciously.

"The Young Marquis is so obstructing him. Could it be that there is a secret in this private room that is invisible?" The man in black retreated, and the old deacon narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Hua Zeming hugged his chest with his hands: "Do you don't know if there is any deacon?"

It was obvious that Hua Zeming was confused with him, and it took almost a cup of tea to finish his time.

"You..." The old deacon narrowed his eyes and showed anger: "Since the young marquis doesn't let him, don't blame us for being rude."

After the words came, he waved his hand and pulled out the sword from the man in black. Hua Zeming's hand gathered, and in a blink of an eye, the two sides were fighting. Hua Zeming was the sixth section of the Douzhe, and the fighting spirit emitted was like fire.

The black-clothed swordsman, a group of intermediate swordsmen with eighth stages, could not match the fighter, but the number of people stood up.

The long sword swung around Buhua Zeming. Naturally, these people did not dare to kill royal officials in Wutong Pavilion. A group of men in black trapped Hua Zeming. The old deacon here rushed into the private room quickly.

“A K.”

"Xiao Wang."

"don't want."

"Isn't there any king? We're here to be tough."

The old deacon pushed the door and heard such a sound. He saw four people gathering in front of a table, playing with something strange. He was stunned for a moment. Didn’t he say that the thief must be here?

"What's going on?" Yan Mufei held the playing cards in his hand and turned his head unhappily to look at the person who broke in.

After asking this, the deacon was also stunned and didn't know how to answer. Hua Zeming followed in behind and was surprised to see the situation in front of him.

"The prince atones for his sins, these people are going to break in..." Hua Zeming saluted and glared at the deacon.

The deacon reacted and quickly saluted: "Don't calm down, Wutong Pavilion lost important items yesterday, and the thief was seriously injured and hid..."

‘Pa’ Mu Shishi shook the playing cards in her hand towards the table and interrupted the deacon.
Chapter completed!