Chapter 527

"It's disgusting." Huan Yu frowned in disgust.

Stepping into the dungeon, the jailers bowed down to salute one after another.

"Qingge." Elder sinomeni had been waiting in it for a long time. "The dungeon is full of Yin. I'll catch some zombies and go out to test the medicine for you."

Gentle tone, with understanding.

"Here we are. Let's try the medicine here." Mo Qingge chuckles and doesn't care.

"All right." The green vine also no longer shirks, ordering a way, "come on, catch three zombies of the second stage to come out!"

"Yes

After a moment, three zombies with green skin and fierce face were taken to the interrogation room.

Mo Qingge sat on the main seat and handed the three porcelain vases to Huan Yu: "go to test the medicine."

"Shall I go?"

Magic feather Zheng Zheng, lift Mou to see those three ferocious zombies, really don't want to go forward.

"Yes." Mo Qingge nodded, "if you don't go, do you want to let the demon queen test the medicine in person?"

"No, they don't mean that." Magic feather shook his head, some embarrassed.

"Inject three kinds of spirit liquid into their eyebrows respectively." Mo Qingge doesn't talk too much, so he orders directly.

After that, hand him the ready arrow.

"All right."

Huan Yu sighed helplessly, so he had to pick up the porcelain bottle and blow the arrow. He endured the disgust and approached a little.

The spirit liquid poured into the blow arrow. He was a Zhang away from the zombie. The blow arrow flew out and fell on the eyebrow of the first zombie.

Next second, the pale green poison blood flows down the eyebrow of the zombie.

The prison guards around held their breath and looked forward to it.

The zombie was attacked, roaring and struggling wildly, as if angered. The dark green pupils became more sharp, and his limbs were constantly struggling.

As he watched, his hands and feet would be broken.

"No!" The magic feather sees the potential, a fetter Xuan force, reinforces the spirit rope of that zombie limbs.

In the end, the zombie was barely calm.

"Qingge." Magic feather helpless way, "you this really is antidote, how useless?"

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and said, "try the second bottle again!"

According to the characteristics of poisonous blood, she and her mother developed three different prescriptions.

I hope one can be useful!

"Good."

Magic feather cleverly nodded, opened the second bottle of antidote, and quickly stabbed the second Zombie's eyebrow.

The crowd was staring at the second zombie, with a heart hanging to the throat.

After a while, the second zombie opened his mouth, his eyes turned from dark green to red, like a frenzy.

Suddenly, people were disappointed.

The second bottle of antidote doesn't seem to work.

After he forcibly imprisons the second zombie, Huan Yu hears a sigh and turns around

"Sigh what, I haven't sighed yet. Don't you believe my demon queen?"

"Magic feather, try the third bottle." Mo Qingge whispered, but began to feel guilty.

The first two antidotes are invalid. What's wrong?

"Qingge, you don't have the burden in your heart." The magic feather comforts a way, "don't care whether they believe it or not, anyway people believe you deeply, this last antidote, will certainly take effect!"

The careless words gave her some confidence.

After that, Huan Yu injects the third blow arrow into the corpse's eyebrow.

Success or failure depends on this!

After being infused with the spirit liquid, the zombie was stunned and suddenly roared wildly, as if he was mad.

Failed again?

Mo Qingge sighed a little and seemed to be a little depressed.

Who knows, after a while, the original crazy zombie, gradually become more calm, not struggling, no longer roaring.

There seems to be a turn for the better!

Then, the zombie closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the dark green in his pupils was much lighter. Even the blood stains and tendons on his skin began to fade.

The zombie became more and more calm, as if he had regained consciousness. He looked at the surrounding environment and said:

"Empress demon, elder Qingteng, subordinate..."

"To speak." Ivy got up in surprise and couldn't believe her eyes.

Behind a burst of suppressed cheers, probably feel that the dawn of their east capital has come.

Mo Qingge went forward and touched the pulse of the zombie. He could feel that the enchantment in his body was almost clear.

The antidote works!

"Elder ivy." Mo Qingge's eyes brightened, "this third antidote can cure the enchanting insects!"

This antidote is useful as long as it is not in the third stage and has lost vital signs.

"Good, good." The tone of Qingteng was obviously a little excited. "Qingge, the safety of Qiyun hall and the whole East capital is entrusted to you."

"You are welcome, elder ivy." Mo Qingge said with a smile, "although I have studied this prescription with the saint, my ability is limited, so we need to use the power of Qiyun hall to refine a large number of antidotes!"

After all, Qiyun hall is a family of alchemists. It should not be difficult for them to make large quantities of antidotes according to the prescriptions.

"No problem." Sinomeni readily agreed, "there are many alchemists in Qiyun hall. They can produce a lot of antidotes in a day or two."

Qiyun hall is willing to contribute.

What's more, this matter concerns the safety of the whole East Capital and is closely related to them.

"I'll be sorry."

Mo Qingge felt more secure, so he wrote down the prescription, handed it to elder Qingteng, and went back to Qingcheng Pavilion.

……

Stepping into the inner hall of the courtyard of Qingcheng Pavilion, no one was seen, only Mo Liang was waiting outside the hall.

"Mo Liang, where is uncle Huang?" She asked casually.

Mo Liang raised his head and was about to answer. He was shocked by the black mud on his face: "Damn, ghost!"

He stepped back reflexively, barely recognizing that the man beside the demon queen was Huan Yu.

"Niang Pao, have you been beaten in the face?" Mo liangmianlu dislikes it.

"People get excited over a little thing because they are applying a mask." Magic feather cold hum a, also stretched out a hand to pat own small heart.

The soft voice made Mo Leng get goose bumps: "roll the calf!"

This dead woman gun, following the demon, didn't make him normal.

"Well, ferocious, not likable at all!" Magic feather stares at him, and then hides behind Mo Qingge.

"The ink is cool." Mo Qingge then asked, "isn't uncle Huang in Qingcheng pavilion?"

Mo Liang pointed to the direction of piandian and replied casually, "Your Majesty is in piandian."

"I see."

Mo Qingge didn't ask much, so he went to the side hall.

Magic feather is about to quickly follow up, but Mo Liang catches him: "stop, we demon queen go to see your majesty, what are you doing?"

"Oh, your majesty has said that they are the little followers of the demon queen. What do you want to stop them from doing?"