The chopsticks Lin Fu stretched out were trembling.
As soon as he heard Ren Qianjue speak, he immediately stopped and looked at her hopefully.
She slowly took out a silver needle and stabbed it into the dish casually.
When I took it out, I took a look and saw that the silver needle was bright and there was no trace of blackness.
Vegetables are non-toxic.
Wenren Qianjue put away the poisonous needle, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Mr.
Lin, what are you waiting for?
Just use your chopsticks."
Seeing that the dishes were non-toxic, Lin Fu felt relieved and started eating.
Wenren Qianjue didn't move, holding his ancient knife.
The whole table was eerily silent, except for the sound of Lin Fu chewing.
Baili Suye lazily turned the tea cup in his hand.
Just sitting there, his whole body exuded a natural imperial aura, making the atmosphere in the room even more tense.
Suddenly, he stood up quietly, walked to the table, and picked up a pair of chopsticks.
His slender and beautiful fingers were as clear as jade, and his every move had an air of indifference and nobility.
The pair of chopsticks first reached for the main course, the watermelon cup. snap His chopsticks were blocked in the middle.
Wenren Qianjue held his chopsticks and stopped him: "Your Majesty the Seventh Prince."
She frowned.
His Majesty the Seventh Prince should clearly know that the biggest mystery in this banquet lies in this dish.
Why still "I'm hungry."
Baili Suye glanced at the dishes around him with an indifferent look, and the smile on his lips was a bit sarcastic.
Wenren Qianjue realized that all the dishes on the table had been touched, but Lin Fu never dared to touch this main dish.
He ate it with disgusting eyes.
Even though the watermelon cup had been tested by a silver needle, he Still worried "Your Majesty Seventh, wait a moment.
I'll have a taste."
Wenren Qianjue curled her lips and took a mouthful for herself with a spoon.
As soon as it was brought to her lips, she was held by a beautiful hand.
The sharp fragrance on his body smelled very good.
In just a blink of an eye, the hand in her hand He took the spoon.
The sweet soup was brought to her lips.
Baili Suye raised her thin lips and took a sip.
She was too late to stop it.
From the beginning to the end, Wei Qingwan had a strange smile on his face, standing by as if he was waiting for the harvest.
He watched Baili Suye drink the soup, and the smile on his lips grew stronger.
"It's cold."
Baili Suye commented expressionlessly.
The soup has been served for a long time and no one has touched it.
It has become a bit cold and it no longer tastes the same as when it was at its best.
Seeing that there was no change in him, Wenren Qianjue breathed a sigh of relief.
But is there nothing wrong with this dish?
Lin Fu peeked at Baili Suye and saw that there was nothing wrong with it.
He stretched out his spoon with a smile and drank it: "This soup is good, not bad."
But He drank one mouthful after another, and saw that the entire soup was finished by him.
Before he could stop, the smile on his face had already solidified.
The movements of the hands are almost mechanical Wenren Qianjue suddenly realized that Lin Fu could no longer stop.
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That dish has already shown its efficacy She suddenly looked at Baili Suye beside her, but his expression was calm and his peerless appearance remained the same, as if he had expected it.
Bang bang bang, Wei Qingwan clapped his hands slowly, his smile became terrifying: "I have never met someone like you."
He said this to Baili Suye.
Soup, there's a problem.
But to Baili Suye, it was nothing at all.
Wei Qing walked around the table in front of him, and next to him was the figure of Lin Fu who was stuttering, crazy and greedy.
He smiled leisurely: "I don't believe it, you don't have anything you want."
His dishes can inspire everyone's inner desires and expand them infinitely.
When they are hungry, they will eat crazily.
If you crave love, you will go crazy for it No one before has been able to escape the dominance of desire, but he Baili Suye stared elegantly, In the eyes like the dark night, a compelling aura came out forcefully "Yes.
For example, your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew against his face.
With the arrogance that swept the world, the cups and bowls in the room made a terrible knocking sound.
It's like a hurricane is coming Wei Qing took a step back and looked around, seemingly shocked by this strong internal force.
However, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Internal power can be radiated externally.
Who are you?
I don't believe that a prince can have such a powerful power."
"Are you worthy of knowing?"
Baili Suye stood up and walked lazily closer step by step.
However, Wenren Qianjue saw with her own eyes that there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of Wei Qingwan, forcing him to retreat step by step.
She said, "Your Majesty, Seventh Prince, this is my business, let me do it."
The terrifying power around him disappeared in an instant.
Baili Suye raised his lips, his evil eyes shining brightly: "You can't bear it anymore."
"Of course not."
Wenren Qianjue held his ancient sword and took off the bandage on his hand: "I'm just not used to letting others do it for me."
The smile on Baili Suye's lips did not change, she just turned around and sat on the chair, with an attitude of watching a good show, and said lazily, "That's the best."
Facing Wenren Qianjue, Wei Qingwan no longer had such a strong will.
He frowned and said, "Qianjue, you have to go against me too."
That hurt expression made people dare not take another look.
"Then let's see what happens."
Wenren Qianjue's hand holding the ancient sword turned white with force.
The matter had reached an irreversible point and she could not let go.
"Tell me, how many people have you killed?"
She narrowed her eyes slightly.
"I didn't kill anyone."
Wei Qingwan sneered: "Qian Jue, do you know that I knew it was you from the beginning, and you were investigating me behind my back?
But don't you know what I do to you?"
Wenren Qianjue suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him with compassion: "The servant in the imperial kitchen is the first person I met, not to mention there are so many dead people behind."
"Those are animals, not humans."
Wei Qingwan became excited.
He covered his chest, as if he was trying to endure something, but his hands emitted an inexplicable red light.
It was very illusory.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have heard it from thousands of people.
I'm afraid I don't believe it either.
Is it this kind of light that allows him to switch at will while cooking?
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There is nothing wrong with the ordinary dishes, but once this kind of light appears, delicious and deadly poison can be cooked Wei Qing took a step forward, eyes splitting: "The servant in the imperial kitchen was the one who got the kerosene for Lin Fu, and the butler beside Lin Fu lit the fire with his own hands.
They are all beasts.
All deserve to die" "Okay.
What about the chef of Fushoulou and the woman who died together with Lin Tai?
So many people died at the last banquet.
Not everyone knows what happened in the Lan family fire that year, right?"
Wenren Qianjue smiled silently and smiled bitterly.
You shouldn't know so much about a person before you kill him.
Otherwise, the heart will become weak and the hands will tremble.
When you have feelings, you won't be able to distinguish so many things between right and wrong.
You just want to protect the person you know.
This is something she knew when she was a killer, how could she forget it?
"So what if those people sacrifice a little bit?"
Wei Qing suppressed his excitement and looked at Wenren Qianjue indifferently, as if he was sneering: "Who let them block my road to revenge?
Do you know Qianjue, as long as he continues Collect some souls and I can resurrect Nian Nian.
Their death will not be in vain, Nian Nian will live for them."
"Pa" slapped Wei Qingwan hard on the face.
Wenren Qianjue's hands were shaking, her eyes widened, and she cursed fiercely: "Wake up, Lan Niannian has been dead for seven years, and he has already drank Meng Po soup and been reincarnated.
What kind of thing did you resurrect?"
, have you ever thought about it?
If you continue to take revenge like this, what is the difference between you and Lin Fu?"
She didn't expect: