Chapter 293 How Many Times Has the Plum Blossom Bloomed

Xiao Chuji stood up suddenly, he calmed down a little, looked at the gradually approaching figure, and his breathing suddenly became heavier.

"Xiu Rong?" Xiao Chuji tried to ask, the figure didn't move, still approaching step by step.

"Playing tricks!" The initial fear passed, Xiao Chuji calmed down a little, his eyes were as sharp as a hawk, with a cold light, staring at the figure's every move.

As if sensing his emotions, the heavy clouds gradually dissipated a little.

The figure was still approaching step by step, Xiao Chuji swallowed his saliva, and watched carefully with the moonlight shining through the clouds.

The figure's skin looked even paler under the moonlight. Xiao Chuji's eyes were fixed on her sleeves fluttering in the wind, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

She! She was actually floating in the air!

Xiao Chuji took a breath of cold air, and without bothering to analyze calmly, he turned around and was about to run, but when he turned around, he saw another white figure.

Xiao Chuji:!!!

He looked around, and there were also white shadows, and they were all surrounding him...

Xiao Chuji was panting, holding the poison powder tightly in his hand.

Compared with his poisoning skills, his martial arts was only barely acceptable, just a little higher than the ordinary Dali Temple guards. Xiao Chuji was a little overwhelmed as he held the poison powder.

Would ghosts be afraid of poison?

Just when those figures were about to touch him, a female voice rang out: "Your Highness?"

Xiao Chuji's body trembled, and the figures beside him disappeared in an instant.

"Xiurong?" Xiao Chuji murmured in a low voice, and then, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, he ran towards the place where the voice came from, regardless of the barriers between men and women, hugged her tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiurong!"

"Your Highness, why are you so panicked?"

Xiao Chuji was nervous and did not notice that there was something wrong with her voice. He suppressed his confused emotions, trying to calm down and describe the situation to Ji Xiurong. However, as soon as he lowered his head, his pupils trembled violently -

there was no Ji Xiurong in his arms, but a green-faced and fanged ghost face, with blood oozing from its seven vulva, and resentment seemed to be about to rush out, and a bloody mouth that seemed to want to swallow him directly into its stomach!

Xiao Chuji's eyes widened, then went dark and he passed out.

Ji Xiurong was too lazy to help him up, and let him fall to the ground, with a crisp sound when his head hit the ground.

Even if Xiao Chuji was still conscious just now, he was completely unconscious now.

Ji Xiurong raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Zhiyu who jumped down from the wall.

"What are you going to do next? Let him just lie there like this?"

Jiang Zhiyu: "Of course not, he will wake up soon. When he wakes up, just repeat the previous steps."

[This is just one time. When he wakes up, he will probably think it was a dream. You have to do it a few more times to deepen his impression.]

Ji Xiurong licked her lips, and Jiang Zhiyu whispered a few words in her ear.

Ji Xiurong nodded repeatedly, Jiang Zhiyu sprinkled some medicine powder in the air, and Xiao Chuji moved his fingers.

There was a severe pain in the back of his head, Xiao Chuji groaned, supported himself on the ground and sat up, and opened his eyelids with great effort -

the green-faced and fanged ghost face he saw before the dizziness was magnified in his eyes. The distance between the two was very close, and Xiao Chuji could feel the pain at the tip of his nose.

This ghost, is it eating his face now? !

The extreme fear made Xiao Chuji lose the ability to think. He trembled, his eyes rolled back, and his head touched the ground closely again, making a crisp sound.

Ji Xiurong: "..."

No, she hasn't started yet.

Is Zhiyu's medicine powder so effective so quickly?

She was still posing when her foot slipped. As soon as she stood up, she saw Xiao Chuji sitting up.

Just as she was thinking about how to show her strength, she saw Xiao Chuji looking at her as if he had seen a ghost, and then fainted again.

Wait, a ghost?

Ji Xiurong seemed to have thought of something, raised his hand to touch his face, and a cold touch jumped on his fingertips.

Forgot to take off the mask...

Forget it, it doesn't matter!

Ji Xiurong took off the mask and threw it into the firewood pile, then squatted beside Xiao Chuji, ready to wake him up physically.

The "pa pa pa" slapping sound was endless. Ji Xiurong condensed all the resentment of these days in these slaps, without holding back at all.

Xiao Chuji's handsome face was immediately covered with fingerprints.

But the effect was also very significant.

Xiao Chuji frowned and groaned.

Ji Xiurong's expression suddenly changed. She looked at him with concern and called out, "Your Highness... Your Highness..."

Her voice was resentful and echoed in the empty valley.

Xiao Chuji shuddered.

"Your Highness, what happened? When I came out, I saw Your Highness lying here. I was scared to death." Seeing

him wake up, Ji Xiurong breathed a sigh of relief. There was a bit of resentment in her eyes when she looked at him.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Chuji breathed a sigh of relief strangely.

He did not answer, but looked around vigilantly. Seeing that the surrounding scene was the same as before, there was no white shadow, nor any ghost face with green face and fangs. Xiao Chuji felt relieved for surviving the disaster.

He swayed his legs twice, and Ji Xiurong reluctantly reached out to help him. Xiao Chuji stood up with her help, but felt his legs go weak and his whole body was in great pain.

Ji Xiurong was afraid that Xiao Chuji would notice the scars on his face, so he changed the subject and said, "I have already fulfilled your request, so I have thanked your Highness, and now we are even."

Xiao Chuji looked at the old clothes on Ji Xiurong's body. If it was a few minutes ago, he could still think about it and think about the past, but after what happened just now, Xiao Chuji was no longer in the mood.

He nodded perfunctorily, took a few steps, and suddenly stopped and looked at Ji Xiurong: "Where are my guards?"

Ji Xiurong's expression remained unchanged: "How should I know? They were moving things to that yard, and I went into the house to change clothes. How could I know where they went?"

Ji Xiurong's tone was full of impatience.

Xiao Chuji brushed her hand away: "Thank you for your help, take me there..." After saying this, Xiao Chuji stopped talking again. His expression changed for a moment, and he changed his words: "It's getting late, I won't bother you anymore, I'll go back home first."

Ji Xiurong was of course very happy about this, and the joy in his eyes could not be hidden at all, and he almost beat the gongs and drums to send him off.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Chuji's suspicion just now subsided, and he didn't care about the life and death of the two guards beside him, and hurried out of the mansion.

"Your Highness..."

A resentful voice suddenly rang, as if someone was breathing softly in his ear. Xiao Chuji's mind was full of crazy alarm bells. He wanted to leave, but his feet seemed to have taken root and he couldn't move a step.

He did not turn around, but the figure turned in front of him: "Your Highness, why don't you look at me?"

Xiao Chuji closed his eyes tightly, and Ji Xiurong continued to say leisurely: "Your Highness, I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

This sentence!

The words that haunted his soul in his memory now clung to Xiao Chuji like a maggot attached to his bones.