Aunt Meng trembled, looked up at Tsing Yi, and when she glanced at the light snow behind her, tears suddenly fell to the ground.

"Light Snow, Auntie I'm sorry for you. Auntie doesn't want to do this either, but Zhuzi is the only son in our family. If he dies, we won't be able to survive."

Aunt Meng crawled over to grab the hem of Danxue's skirt, but she was kicked away before she even got close, Wang Hu stood in front of her with a disgusted expression, "Bah! I'm crying and pretending to be pitiful now, your family. Son's life is life, but Danxue's life is not life?"

"I can't do this either." Aunt Meng kept crying, her eyes were a little straight: "If I could, I would also like to exchange my life for a pillar to come back, but the Taoist priest said that only the birth date of the light snow is suitable. If you can get on the pillar, Danxue, please forgive Auntie!"

"You want her life, and you want her to forgive you?" Tsing Yi giggled, "Who gave you face?"

"But she...isn't she dead yet? My pillars are left...my pillars are lying alone in the coffin." Aunt Meng said sadly, looking up at Qianxue, with a hint of resentment in her eyes.

Hearing these words of hers, the people around were dispelled even the last trace of pity.

Qiu Yu remembered the words Uncle Cat said again: Poor people must have something to hate.

That Li Cuilan and Niuniu are like this, so is this Aunt Meng not like this.

Tsing Yi got tired of hearing it, and waved her hand to ask Qiu Yu to take the person down for questioning.

Aunt Meng refused to answer at first, but her man didn't stand up to the interrogation and quickly confessed.

Their son fell on the road and died inexplicably, and then the Taoist priest came to the door and said that there was a way to help them save his son, but the premise was that they had to find a character that matched the character and that his life was expensive. Angry girl.

This total was counted on Tan Xue's head.

"The other two people don't know about it. They only say that the leader's whereabouts are mysterious. It seems that the surname is Mo. By the way, this is something found from the two people's house, and it is said to be related to the life experience of Danxue." Qiu Yujiang A jade pendant was handed over. "The two of them don't understand what happened. They just said that the Meng family did have a daughter in the early years, but she fell ill and died. Danxue was the child they stole back."

Light Snow stepped forward to catch it, a little stunned.

She always thought she was the daughter of the Meng family, but the result was...

Tsing Yi's expression didn't change, not even a hint of surprise.

"A Taoist priest surnamed Mo."

Could it be that Mo Tianji?

If it was really the guy who used sorcery to deceive Yan Di Lao'er for half of his life, and then stole the Phoenix Soul of the first queen, then the light snow thing is no accident.

"Where's the coffin of the Meng family's son?"

"It's in the field behind the shack."

"Bring it up."

A rotten wooden coffin was carried over, and by looking at the rot marks on the coffin, it was known that it had been used before. The people of this Daan Village are all poor people. People are dying every day. Who can afford a coffin?

This rotten wooden coffin was dug out from someone's field by the Meng family.

As soon as the coffin was moved, a strong corpse odor came out from inside.

"This kid's corpse is a bit strange. It looks like he has only been dead for four or five days, but the smell seems to have been gone for ten days and a half months." Wang Hu couldn't help but fan in front of him.

Not to mention him, many guards next to him showed disgusting colors. The smell of the corpse was really choking, Tao Xiang and Light Snow had already run to the side and vomited.

As a result, everyone looked up and saw the eldest princess and the regent, standing on either side of the coffin.

A handsome man.

A noble and glamorous.

At the same time, he looked calm, staring at the corpse in the coffin casually, unmoved by the smell of the corpse.

Domineering!

"What do you think?" Tsing Yi looked up at the opposite side.

Xiao Jue looked calm, "It should have died a long time ago, it's impossible to have been dead for four or five days."

Tsing Yi nodded and glanced at Fat Cat, who shook his head at her. She hooked her lips and sneered. Not only did she die early, but her soul completely died out.

She stared at the corpse in front of her, the more she looked at it, the more strange she felt, and she stretched out her hand.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

Your Royal Highness! You are too bold, it's a corpse!

Just when Tsing Yi's hand was about to touch the corpse, Xiao Jue suddenly reached out to stop her.

At the same time, the belly of the male corpse exploded suddenly, and something drilled out of it and rushed towards the door of Tsing Yi.

"Be careful!" Qiu Yu Wang Hu was shocked.

At the critical moment, a hand blocked Tsing Yi's face.

Xiao Jue threw his right hand hard, and the thing was smashed to the ground. Only then did everyone see what it was, and it was actually a black horned snake.

"Fat cat!" Tsing Yi's voice contained anger.

Meow!

With a cry, Uncle Cat made his debut, stepped on the big horned snake with one paw, opened his mouth to bite the snake's head, and swallowed it directly.

Tsing Yi stared at Xiao Jue's hand, his face very ugly.

"Not good! The lord was bitten by a snake!"

In a blink of an eye, Xiao Jue's face was filled with black air, and even his lips were darkened.

"Quick! Quickly find a doctor!"

"This king is fine." Xiao Jue frowned.

"It's alright!" There was a roar from the side.

Tsing Yi's face was so ugly that black water was almost dripping out. Saying that it was too late, it was too fast. He stepped forward to lock Xiao Jue's waist, and in front of everyone's eyes, he hugged the Prince Regent horizontally.

The people around took a deep breath, and their eyes were about to fall out.

At that moment, they clearly felt that the black energy on the prince's face was a little thicker than before.

The old man's eyes twitched wildly, this snake venom could not kill him, but the old face of this 18,000-year-old is really lost!

His eldest man, the girl in the flower room, who looks so delicate now, is hugged by her, is it alright?

"Put this king down!"

"Shut up! Stop talking nonsense to kill you!" Tsing Yi glared at him viciously, a stupid and mentally retarded old man with a white face, what the situation is, he will die! I really thought you burped, didn't my mother dare to accept you?

Tsing Yi shoved Xiao Jue's head into the carriage, and people followed closely. Without waiting for the old regent to resist, he forcibly pressed him down and straddled his waist.

"Fat cat—"

The cat master stepped on his short legs, ran in at a gallop, opened his mouth and spat out something.

Upon seeing this, the Regent's face turned slightly blue.

"Put the poison out of him!" Tsing Yi ordered immediately.

Cat Lord saw that the wicked woman was burning with anger at the moment, and didn't dare to show her disgust at all, she hugged the Prince Regent's hand and licked it.

Xiao Jue rolled his throat and watched Tsing Yi pick up the thing that the fat cat spit out.

It was a blue-black one with some mucus hanging on it...snake gall.

"Eat it!" Tsing Yi said seriously.

Holding the last face, the regent turned his head in despair, and began to regret his daily life.

Why did he bother to block that for her?

"Xiao Jue! Do you really want to die?!" The wicked woman was about to run wild.

"Yeah." The regent nodded sincerely, "Let this king die."

Tsing Yi's eyes flashed with suffocation, and he forced his mouth open, "If you want to die, you have to ask the old lady if I agree or not!"

The snake gallbladder entered his throat, and the regent's face turned ashen.

The next moment, the warm red lips blocked up.

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