Chapter 492

At her command, the bodyguards who came with her did things one after another and helped the injured to the carriage.

On this side, Liu Su carefully examined Luo Lin's injury, locked his brow, immediately sealed his blood, and said, "Your Highness, he has been poisoned."

Poisoning?

Night Luo Lin smell speech facial expression a deep, frown, toward own shoulder swept one eye, see flow Su has already torn own clothes to open, expose that is cut by the arrow wound, the bright red blood has become black, and the meat also gradually rotten, obviously so rotten, the wound should be very painful, but he has no consciousness?

What's going on?

Feng Mo Chen hears Liu Su's words and puts a deep cloth on her pretty face. She steps closer to see that the wound on Luo Lin's arm in the night does have traces of poisoning, and the wound is gradually rotting.

incorrect.

It's not rot.

When she was gathering her face, she couldn't see the extreme. She grabbed Ye Luolin's arm directly. After a careful look, she found that the wound was not rotting, but being bitten by something, and the meat was gradually swallowed up. If she didn't take a closer look at the dense black things in the blood, it would be considered as black blood only by the flesh eyes.

See this, her Mou color one Lin, the voice permeates a silk anxious: "flow Su, he is not poisoned."

Liu Su has already noticed it, so he has already taken some medicinal wine to help Ye Luolin wipe it on his arm. He wants to get rid of the dead insects in the wound.

Some words, he didn't want to say clearly, just for fear of causing panic.

Because of this, he just said two words.

"What poison did I get?" The night Luo Lin sees two people complexion strange, cold voice interrogates Feng Mo minister.

Feng Mo Chen glanced at him and didn't answer him. Instead, he stood up and gave an order to the others: "leave a carriage. At this time, the rest of the people will go back to the post house as soon as possible. Qin Jie, you go to the palace and find a doctor to help them with their injuries. Later, we will go back to the palace and reply to our father."

Qin Jie smell speech, eyes a deep, straight Yin way: "yes, your highness."

Qin Jie took orders to leave and enter the city.

On the bridge, there are only two bodyguards beside Ye Luolin, as well as Fengmo minister, Liusu and yelicha.

"Prince Mo, what do you mean? Is it because my king is injured that I will not be allowed to enter the city? " Night Luo Lin to Feng Mo minister's arrangement, not happy voice question.

"What's your hurry? Your body can't move lightly now. " Feng Mo Chen glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "what you have is not poison. It's corpse poison. The black blood on your arms you see is not blood at all. It's corpse."

Dead worms?

Hearing this word, night Luo Lin seems to be listening for the first time, but it makes people feel shivering. His body can't help tightening up, and his eyes are deep: "what do you mean? You mean I'm going to die? "

"Almost." Feng Mo Chen light way.

This head, night from the brake standing in place, Jun face gloomy, a pair of black eyes tightly twisted in the night Luo Lin injured arm, Mou light complex.

"Then you don't give it to benwangzhi." At night, Luo Lin's face appeared a touch of anxiety and growled: "as soon as the king came, your Phoenix Dynasty was plotted like this. Is it the killer you arranged?"

In the face of night Luo Lin's suspicion, Feng Mo Chen doesn't care. They are all dying. Can't they be quiet for a while?

She couldn't figure out why night Luo Lin would be killed by a corpse?

This is as like as two peas in Wei Xueqin. Is it the same person who is going to start their work?

"Liu Su, is there any way?" She is not a doctor, can't cure, can only place all hope on Liu Su's body.

Liu Su looked at her with a deep face and said, "only we can lead these dead insects out of the body. Otherwise, when they invade the body together, his fate will be the same as Wei Xueqin. He can't save himself."

"How can it be brought out?" Feng Mo Chen asked.

At night, Luo Lin doesn't speak. The deep Phoenix eyes stare at his arm. After Feng Mo Chen says so, he finally sees and clears the small and dark things that linger in the wound.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that the blood is flowing back all over my body.

This stuff is disgusting.