Chapter 547 (1/2)

Hear the old ghost that sentence, you are a daughter body? She really wanted to kill people. If she wanted to kill people, she hesitated.

Her identity is related to her life. If people know that the crown prince of the dynasty is actually a woman disguised as a man, it will not only be a joke of the state of Feng Dynasty, but also become a laughing stock of the world. When it comes down, other countries will also be ready to move towards the state of Feng Dynasty.

She can't take risks.

Today, she has to be tough.

”San Shao, you can't kill me.” The old ghost sat still and was not afraid of her threats and threats.

Smell speech, Feng Mo Chen feel dizzy, in front of the line of sight some dizzy feeling, see his face some sway.

What's going on?

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. She felt weak all over. She stood on the table weakly. Her eyes became dark. Then she remembered the smell of sandalwood in his room. It was just the smell of sandalwood. She couldn't be poisoned?

Feng Mo Chen looked at the cup of tea she was drinking on the table. It must be because the tea was poisonous and the two kinds of poison mixed together, which made her suddenly become so soft and powerless.

”It's mean of you... To poison.” She raised her eyes and glared at the old ghost. She wanted to kill him with a sword, but she couldn't make any strength. The sword also fell to the ground in her hand.

What's going on?

It's clear that he was poisoned, but Qilin sword didn't warn him of danger?

Why?

She wants to concentrate on pushing Qilin sword, but her mind is confused and unable to concentrate.

This time, did she really make a mistake?

”Qilin sword can only give warning when it senses the intention of killing, and it can only save the LORD with its own consciousness. If other people don't show strong intention of killing, it is sensed by Wuyuan and can't protect the Lord. Three little, I won't kill you, I only want your blood. ” The old ghost sat in a wheelchair and suddenly stood up.

See him stand up, jiangxiaobai support on the table, finally weak sitting in a chair, panting, staring at him in amazement.