Her medical skills are good in Beilan.

But it's not enough to put it in the Empire of Zhongzhou. Otherwise, she would not be given such a task and would not be allowed to hold an important post in Zhongzhou.

But when it comes to demon poison, especially the big demon poison of rosefinch, she has nothing to do.

"Not even you." Chu no mood despair, "Purple seven young lady refused to give this princess solution, how should I do."

Magic spirit Xi way: "I can only stop the spread of demon poison, let these fire poison sores don't continue to fester.". There's nothing else I can do. "

Chu Wuxu is very anxious.

Not only his face, but also Mo Yan.

the second day.

When the sores on her face were scabby and no longer bleeding, she took a hat and a black cloak and went to the imperial mausoleum.

Deep in the mausoleum.

In a very luxurious secret room.

The chimaera lamp, the dim flame beating, can be bright for thousands of years.

White jade is the stage and blue jade is the column.

On the steps, there was a bead curtain, which covered a tall figure sitting in silence.

The curtain is so dense that you can't see it clearly.

Chu Wuxu knelt down under the steps with a very humble attitude. He even dared not lift his head. He was extremely awed by the man behind the curtain: "father, please help me."

That's right. What's hidden behind the curtain is Chu wangzhong, the former Emperor of Beilan Kingdom, who was killed by the explosion!

Also Chu Wuxu's own father!

The shadow behind the bead curtain does not speak.

Inside the mausoleum, there was a dead silence.

In a quarter of an hour.

Chu Wuxu finally couldn't hold back. He suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were filled with tears: "you can't wait to save yourself. At the beginning, you gave your daughter some advice to change the two children so that my own son could stay in the Empire of Zhongzhou, recognize that bitch as his mother, and become the crown prince of Zhongzhou!"

The shadow behind the bead curtain was slightly shocked.

Chu Wuxu was overjoyed. Seeing that his father finally had a reaction, he continued: "how bitter my daughter is. I want to raise a son for that bitch, and I'm driven back to Beilan! It's you who told your daughter to be patient. She has been patient for 18 years! Now Mo Chen came to ask the little bastard how to cultivate. The little bastard had already died. How should I answer? You give me a move! It's going to be hard to hide! "

"Dead?"

It's very rough, like a saw on wood.

It was Chu wangzhong.

"Really, dead?"

Chu Wu Xu was stunned. He forgot to shed his tears. After a long time, he found his voice: "father, what do you mean

Chu Wang Zhong sneered, and his voice was strange and hoarse: "the lineage of Zhongzhou royal family, from birth, will have a life card, which will be collected in the ancestral hall of Mohist. That little bastard, if really dead, life card broken, Mo Chen will not know? What's more, I sent you a letter asking you about that little bastard's accomplishments? "

Chu was completely confused.

It felt like there was a high mountain, and it fell on its own cover.

Alive?

Why?

She hated to the bone, tormented five years of little bastard, even live in this world?

"He... Didn't he fall off the cliff? Tang Qing also shot an arrow through his left chest

"It's just through the left chest, and it's not sure it's through the heart." Chu Wang interrupted his daughter's words and said, "how can I have such a fool like you in Chu Wang?"

Stupid son, stupid daughter.

This so big north LAN, if not have him to support in the dark, long ago over!