Feng Wuxian was like this, in full view of everyone, and was ordered by Emperor Qianxie to go to sleep.

But—

According to Tang Xiaozha, there are still many people in Moro City who have been poisoned by this poison, if it can't alleviate the symptoms...... Those people are in danger......

Feng Wuxian frowned!

Emperor Qianxie only glanced at it, and he could see Feng Wuxie's thoughts:

"What? It's not enough to save a person for so long? There are hundreds of poisoned people on the outskirts of the city! Do you still think that you can save them all overnight?"

When Emperor Qianye came to Moro City, he passed by the outskirts of the city, and in fact, he also found that there were already many low-level civilians who were not in the right physical condition at that time, and there were not a few who had sores on their hands and feet, but he didn't care too much about it at the time!

He was just a refugee who had fled to Moro from a foreign land.

Moreover, even if he knew, the life and death of others had nothing to do with him!

He is not from the Tianqi Continent himself!

Therefore, he didn't let Mu Lanqin investigate in detail at that time.

Now it seems that this poison is quite tricky!

"Emperor Thousand Evils. Feng Wuxian clenched his fists: "The other poisoned patients in Moro City are also suffering like Master Jin, and their lives are on the verge of death! I don't have time to hesitate, I have to be saved!"

It's all like this, and Emperor Qianye still wants to let her go to sleep?!

What a joke!

Tang Xiaozha just told her today that there was a strange disease raging in the city, and at night he learned that Master Jin was also sick and couldn't afford it, if he delayed it any longer, I don't know what chaos would happen? !

Let her watch those many people suppurate and die because she went to sleep and didn't have time to rescue?!

Feng Wuxian can't even die!

Although she hasn't developed an antidote yet—

However, the use of antivenom can at least alleviate the symptoms of poisoning!

Emperor Qianxie looked at Feng Wuxie coldly, and he felt that the woman in front of him was simply challenging the limit of his patience:

"Heh, you want to go and prick the patients outside? Feng Wuxie, there are hundreds of poisoned people outside! And you-only one person! This kind of medical technique is the only one you can use! Do you think your technique is too good?"

In the last question, Emperor Qianxie's tone turned out to be a little sarcastic.

It's not that he doesn't trust this woman.

It's just that...... He felt that even if she saved so many people's lives temporarily, then her hand would probably be crippled!

Feng Wuxian didn't refute, after all, the problem that Emperor Qianxie said really existed!

Even if she wasted her own hands, she couldn't save so many people at the same time!

…… At times like these, she had to miss, 21st century hospitals.

Just when everyone was struggling-

A few bright yellow figures suddenly flashed in the night sky!

Two of them landed in the courtyard of the Golden Mansion, and the rest continued to fly in other directions.

These two people are both yellow-shirted robes, with long swords tied around their waists, and a delicate token hanging.

"This ......" Tang Qi looked at it and couldn't help frowning: "It's the king's herald! What happened when the herald was sent at this time?"

"Maybe it has something to do with Uncle Kim's poisoning!" Tang Xiaozha guessed.

Heralds, in fact, are soulsors under the ruler of a country who are responsible for conveying orders to courtiers and families.

As he spoke, the two heralds had already walked towards them, and after showing their identification cards, they began to convey the orders of the monarch of Moro:

"Master Tang, I didn't expect to meet you in the Jin Mansion, so let's not go to your mansion again, let's talk about it here!"

Tang Mingjing hurriedly stepped forward: "Two of you, come late at night to give orders, presumably the king is in a hurry, right?"

The two heralds looked at each other and sighed in unison:

"Well, that's right. I guess you must have guessed it, in the past two days, more than 2,000 people in the city have suddenly fallen ill, and even the king's favorite princess has also been infected! This disease is so strange that even the national doctor is helpless, and now the king urgently summons the pharmacist disciples of various families in the city to the palace to discuss, if there is a pharmacist who can cure the strange disease, the king will be rewarded!"

When Tang Xiaozha heard this, his eyes lit up:

"If the medicine man's background is not from a family in Moro City, but he is a good friend of ours, can you recommend it to your lord?"

"Naturally, now, as long as it is a pharmacist who can cure strange diseases, the king can't wait to invite him in person!"

"Your Majesty?" Feng Wuxie's heart moved when he heard this.

- In this world, there are different forces, and if you arrange them from the lowest to the highest, they are:

Civilian families, soul clans, national armies, sectarian forces.

Because of money or talent, the soul power of the civilian family is generally weak, so it is difficult to gain reputation and status, and it is the lowest level of this world.

Soul art clans are often either rich, or the children of the family have strong soul power talents, and after cultivation, they can often bring higher achievements to the family.

The national army is composed of the elite of soul magicians from various families in the country, and it is precisely because of this that ordinary families will obey the orders of the monarch.

The only difference is that it is a sect.

Sects are beings that transcend nations and even continents!

For example, the Pharmacists Federation is the largest pharmacist sect composed of pharmacists from all walks of life in the world.

No matter which lineage, country, or even continent you come from, as long as you are a pharmacist, you can apply to join and become a certified disciple of the Pharmacists Federation!

Its power is so powerful that you can imagine it.

This "king" must be the leader of the Moro Kingdom, in this case-

Here, Tang Xiaozha Ying couldn't wait to say:

"Two adults, this is my friend Wuxie, she is the best pharmacist in the city! Just now my uncle got this strange disease, and it was only after Wuxie took action that Uncle Kim's symptoms were alleviated!"

"Really?" the two heralds were overjoyed:

"Then please go into the palace to meet the king! I wonder when the girl will be able to set off with the two of us?"

Feng Wuxian nodded: "The situation is urgent, without further ado, let's go." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Emperor Qianxie and walked out.

Emperor Qianye frowned and was about to speak, but Mu Lanqin raised his hand:

"Wait, wait, two adults, I'm my husband...... Miss Feng's helper! I'm also here as a pharmacist! Let me go into the palace with you!"

The two heralds glanced at each other and turned to Feng Wuxie:

"This is ......"

Feng Wuxian glanced at Mu Lanqin, who looked forward to it, it would be good to have someone to help him when he entered the palace this time:

"She's my friend, a very skilled pharmacist. ”

The two heralds nodded: "In this case, let's go together." ”

"Great!" Mu Lanqin clenched his fists, finally able to discuss her miraculous medical skills with his wife.

The two of them followed the herald and walked out, and Mu Lanqin's ears heard the voice of Emperor Qianxi's soul power:

"Keep an eye on her, and if something happens to her, you'll come to me with your head up. ”

Mu Lanqin's step paused slightly, and he bowed his head slightly, and then followed Feng Wuxian's pace.

At the same time as Feng Wuxian and Mu Lanqin went to Moro Palace-

In the city, in the Fuxian Pavilion of golden tile glaze, is dancing and playing the sheng flute, and the paper is drunk with gold.

This Pavilion is actually the greatest pleasure in Moro City......

No matter how chaotic the outside world is, this place has always been full of singing and dancing.

However, the Fuxian Pavilion has never been open to outsiders!

All the dancers, musicians, and women here are all working hard for one man......

Just like now.

The man was holding a white cat spirit pet with different eyes in his arms, with a lazy posture, lying on the couch of Jin Sinan, which was paved with soft silk cushions, his eyes slightly closed, comfortable and comfortable.

At the foot of his bed, there were five beautiful girls kneeling.

Every girl is only draped in a thin layer of light veil, and under the veil, the slender figure of the girls and the cream-like skin are looming and beautiful.

The girl took the wine in her mouth, and then knelt forward, trembling, and put her lips on the lips of the bewitching man on the couch, and kissed the ......

Her whole body trembled with fear as she fed the wine......

After the man swallowed the sip of wine, suddenly, he opened his eyes, cold and playful, he picked the girl's chin with his index finger, and asked lightly:

"Why, you don't want to serve?"

The girl raised her eyes and saw that the man in front of her was dressed in a purple robe, with dark hair and a crown of jade, and a very small purple pattern in the corner of his eye, which was his soul mark!

He was smiling, and he seemed to smile very softly.

That smile slowly bloomed on his handsome and fair face, as if it had been quenched with poison, bright and amazing.

The girl was startled, she knew that this man's laughter was extremely dangerous! She immediately lay on the ground and kowtowed vigorously, and her whole body trembled even more!

"No, no, I'm willing!

But it's too late!

The man's index finger had been plunged straight down her throat—

Blood gushes like a fountain.

And the other four women who continued to kneel on the side, without the slightest wave on their faces, seemed to have been accustomed to such a scene for a long time!

One of the women knelt down very indifferently and licked the blood between the man's fingers......

Even the woman on the very side, smiling slightly, took the flask that had slipped from the corpse's hand, poured it into her mouth, and then continued to repeat the corpse's previous movements—kneeling forward, looking at the man flatteringly, and feeding the wine to her lips.

At this moment, a woman in a blue veil walked in from behind the curtain, and she coldly glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, her expression without a trace of waves. Instead, he saluted the man on the couch very respectfully:

"Pavilion Master, I just got the news from the inner line in the palace, Princess Youcicada has also been poisoned by you, and now the monarch of the Moro Kingdom is urgently summoning the medicine master into the palace!"

The man petted the white cat in his arms dotingly, and he didn't lift his eyes:

"You don't need to tell me about this kind of trivial matter, when the Pharmacists Association intervenes, tell me again!"

"Yes, Pavilion Master!"

The Pharmacist Federation in his mouth has gathered countless pharmacists with excellent medical skills.

But not every pharmacist takes it as his duty to save people! Some people are born evil and harm others, and this is where their pleasure lies.

Therefore, there are those who study alchemy, and there will be those who study poison!

These people who take pleasure in refining poison are called: poisoners.

Once the poisoners are discovered by the Pharmacists Federation, they will be expelled from the house, killed, and spurned by the decent pharmacists!

In time......

The poisoners have also formed their own sects-

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