Chapter 117

"It's unheard of that there should be such insidious poison in this world."

Murong Yu was surprised.

Although he had guessed that the poison given to him by Moqi Dao was not so simple.

However, he never thought that the poison would be worse than he thought.

It can be imagined how determined he was to kill himself.

How can he Murong resist He De and make people think so hard?

I don't know who is trading behind Mo Qidao.

Mo Xi Yan saw the man's calm eyes and didn't speak for a long time.

She only thinks the other party is worried.

Think about it, anyone who is poisoned will not be in a good mood.

She said she also knew very well.

She was poisoned when she died.

I thought I was dying.

She even gave up because she couldn't find a doctor to save herself.

Fortunately, later, she was blessed with her power.

To keep her alive.

There are no powers in this world.

The widely used medical skills are also limited.

And the poison is extremely dangerous.

No wonder Murong Yu worried so much.

Thinking of this, she raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder. "You don't have to worry. I can cure you."

"Can you cure it?"

Murong Yu returned to God because of her voice.

He raised his eyes and looked at her. The bottom of his eyes was full of doubts. "Aren't you afraid of dying?"

What Mo Xiyan said before is very clear.

The poison is contagious.

In other words, as long as Mo Xiyan starts to cure him, she will be poisoned at the first time.

"Don't worry, I won't joke about my life."

Mo Xi Yan smiled and raised his hand and pierced the silver needle into Murong Yu's chest.

"Well." Murong Yu was stabbed before he was ready.

The sudden tingling made him murmur.

But that's all.

He let Mo Xiyan put a needle in him.

With her needling action, the pain brought to him became more and more obvious.

His face also turned pale with severe pain.

If you are an ordinary person, you may have screamed because of pain.

But the man sat there without saying a word and survived. He is not a hypocritical person, and he has suffered many injuries.

The pain at present, even when she met Mo Xiyan for the first time, she couldn't compare with the pain when she saved herself.

Not to mention the times when he wandered on the edge of life and death in his military career.

"You are much stronger than the first time."

Don't cherish Yan, while pricking a needle, said, "man, it should be Mount Tai collapsed in front, and his face doesn't change. It was really bad last time."

She tried to talk to Murong Yu in order to distract him.

But what she said didn't sound so good.

Murong Yu couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart.

Last time it was poison.

The bug is still alive.

Drilling around his body.

Although it is compressible, it is much thicker than his blood vessels.

Such a thing squeezed into his blood vessels and moved quickly.

Can he stop the pain?

Moreover, he was seriously injured at that time, so he would be much more vulnerable than now.

But the woman despised him for that?

Hum, wait. When he is well hurt, he must give her a good return.

He planned his revenge in his mind.

Mo Xiyan maintained the state of talking to him while inserting needles.

The needle will be fixed soon.

"Next, I want to be serious. I hope you can be as strong as now."

what? Those were just warm ups before?

Murong Yu thought he must have heard wrong.

After all, the needle is painful enough. If Mo Xiyan gives him something else, he has to hum twice as last time?

No, No.

If he does hum again, Mo Xiyan will continue to dislike him.

This is not what he wants to see.

She didn't expect Murong to talk to her.

After all, he was hurt and it was normal for him to be weak.

So when she finished, she began the next step.

Mo Xiyan walked around the man's back and clapped his hands on his back.

She pasted the whole palm of her hand on Murong Yu's skin.

After confirming that he was in good physical condition and could continue the treatment, he began to inject wood Qi into his body.

At the moment when wood Qi enters the body.

Murong Yu's imaginary pain was not cured as scheduled.

Even, he not only felt no pain, but even felt a little comfortable.

What's going on?

How did Mo Xiyan do it?

You know, but those who input internal power are used to heal others.

No one can be comfortable.

What's more, the power she exerts doesn't seem to be the internal force that martial arts practitioners use.

If it's not internal power, what is it?

Or did he feel wrong?

Murong yubai couldn't understand it.

Of course, even if you don't understand, you don't understand.

He didn't really want to break the casserole and ask the end.

First, he felt that if Mo Xiyan was willing to say, even if he didn't ask, she would tell him.

Second, because he believed her.

Mo Xiyan doesn't know what men think.

She just quickly controlled the wood Qi and bit by bit forced the poison out of the body for the man.

Fortunately, men's bodies are indeed very strong.

He is also a martial artist.

Its internal force is also very strong.

Don't cherish Yan's wood Qi and lead his internal force to act on the poison together.

After a while, most of the poison had been cleared.

The wound on Murong's face has a tendency to heal.

Good. Looks like she did the right thing.

Mo Xiyan nodded with great satisfaction after seeing the scar on the man's face.

Then the action of controlling wood Qi is faster.

At the same time, the pressure on men is increasing.

In the end, Murong Yu even couldn't think any more because of the pain of extermination.

This is really the most frustrating thing in the world.

Murong Yu vowed that next time, even for the consideration of others, he would not let himself be poisoned again.

Because of this taste, it's really hard to feel.

"Relax, it's okay."

Mo Xiyan's gentle voice sounded again.

It was like a white feather, passing through the air and slowly falling on his ear, stirring his heartstrings.

Let him have no normal heart and beat more irregularly.

Although this feeling is very strange.

He had never had such a situation before he met Mo Xiyan.

But he didn't hate it.

Even my heart was filled with a trace of sweetness.

At this time, Mo Xi Yan's voice suddenly changed his previous tenderness, spoke quickly and coldly, "well, I'm going to pull out the needle."

As soon as the voice fell, she didn't wait for Murong Yu to get ready.

He put down the needle directly and pulled out the silver needles pierced on the man one by one.

"Oh!"

The man gave a dull hum of pain.

Mo Xi Yan just wanted to laugh at him, but unexpectedly, the man spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the whole man fell straight back