25.Martial Arts Counterattack (13)
Yan Xilan said goodbye to Jian Yu, who sent him back to the house, and asked the system: "Can you save him?"
008: "Host, you've used your chance...... The main god system stipulates that the special permissions of the non-information plane can only be opened once, and too much use will greatly disrupt the current world, be rejected by the consciousness of the boundary, and the space will be distorted and squeezed, which will directly crush us into powder. β
As soon as the system wanted to sell a cute begging him not to think about it, Yan Xilan closed his eyes and continued to treat it as air.
In the evening, Jian Yu came to visit with a porridge dish, and gently wanted to serve him with food, Yan Xilan, who was accustomed to self-reliance, declined this honor that only genuine attackers can enjoy, and finished eating slowly, and said to Jian Yu, who was blushing and secretly looking at him from time to time: "Ah Yu, please ask Mo Gongzi to come over, I have something to find him." β
Jian Yu's originally expectant little eyes suddenly dimmed a lot, and she habitually wanted to be coquettish, but she was about to blurt it out. He remembered the decision he had made not so long ago to try to change who he used to be. Resisted the urge to cling to others, and responded obediently.
After a while, Mo Li came, sat down and asked straight to the point: "What is the important thing for Lin Shaoxia to find me?"
Yan Xilan didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the point: "Is there any other solution to the poison of the throat?"
Mo Li: "The antidote is not easy to take?"
Yan Xilan: "Since the other party can poison us, there will inevitably be no more chance of life." β
Bring your own antidote to facilitate the protagonist to grab this kind of plot only in the TV novel, according to the other party's hand black Cheng dΓΉ, I'm afraid that even the time difference between others to develop the antidote has been calculated, and there is no way for them to live at all. This is the ruthless style of completely eliminating the low-level mistakes that villains have to make when they go forward and succeed, and people can't help but feel emotional, this is what villains should really look like.
It's not as good as it is in person.
Mo Li nodded in agreement, and then said succinctly: "Yes." β
Yan Xilan: "What's the solution?"
Mo Li: "Transplant flowers and trees." β
To say that the elegant point is to transfer flowers and trees, and to put it bluntly is to poison.
Cut a hole in the wrist of the poisoner and the poisoner, fit them together, and at the same time let the person who is deeply skilled and proficient in this way use internal force to force the poison out of the poisoner's body, and the sympathetic blood flows into the body of the poisoner, which is to induce poison.
β¦β¦ Such an unscientific setting can be used. However, in this world, there are light internal forces, and the sword qi hurts people, and there is no problem of unscientific zΓ i in itself.
Yan Xilan asked, "How sure is the son?"
Mo Li said proudly: "Foolproof." After finishing speaking, he looked at him with deep meaning and said, "As long as Lin Shaoxia thinks about it." β
Throughout the ages, there have been only a handful of people who have used the method of poisoning, because it is a helpless method of exchanging life for life. Usually what needs to be done is a strange poison that cannot be prepared for an antidote, and if it is a strange poison, how can it be so good? It is only a matter of time before people take their lives. And such a strong poison will naturally not dissipate with extradition, and will even be completely induced by the pursuit and persecution of internal forces, and it will become more chaotic in the body of the poisoner.
Yan Xilan felt a little uncomfortable with his gaze, staggered his gaze slightly, and asked, "How many days can I live after success?"
Mo Li retracted his gaze, and regained his appearance of a bright moon with a clear heart and few desires. "With me, five days. β
The young man stared at him for a while, and suddenly said, "I don't know what Master Mo thinks of my family Ayu?"
"Huh?" Doctor Mo frowned in confusion, "Isn't he a medicine boy?"
Yan Xilan kindly reminded: "He is still a closed disciple of the head of my Lingxi Sect. β
Mo Li: "I know, he reported himself to his home when I first met. β
Yan Xilan: "So what?"
Mo Li was at a loss: "So?"
Yan Xilan: ......
Mo Li: ......
The young man couldn't suppress his laughter, patted Mo Li's shoulder, who was completely out of condition, and comforted: "It's not your fault that there's nothing to do." "It's the world line that is trying to force you together.
Mo Li is inexplicable: I was not wrong in the first place???
Yan Xilan laughed enough, stopped to restrain his demeanor, and said quietly: "Lin is abrupt, and I want to ask Mr. Mo to help me with the last favor." β
Early the next morning, Yan Xilan asked Jian Yu to help him go to Murong Qing's room again. The latter rarely tossed and turned and thought about the affairs of youth all night, and at this moment was lying on the bed half-asleep and half-awake, and when he saw someone coming, his eyes lit up instantly.
The man's undisguised posture made Jian Yu, who had been sensitive since childhood, detect abnormalities. The young man subconsciously looked back at his senior brother's expression, the other party was hidden under the calm, and the appearance of slight avoidance driven by instinct made his heart a little sad.
I guess I care. Jian Yu thought, otherwise why force herself to see you again.
When the young man first met Murong Qing, how could he have thought that one day they would become rivals.
The initial throbbing longing was like a world away, Jian Yu has not denied the attraction of men to him until now, and believes that most people will not be spared after contacting him. But the emotional impulse of youth when I was young can't stand the test in many cases, and even I will have doubts about it, in short, the foundation is unstable, and the building is about to fall, which is just a lack of a pusher.
Jian Yu is no longer the silk flower in the original world, he is trying to break through his current self, plus he finally discovered the goodness of the senior brother, and the deliberate guidance of the young man on his outlook on life and values, he has nothing to think about Murong Qing at the moment.
But Murong Qing has a lot of thoughts about him.
As the saying goes, rivals in love are very red when they see each other, and he hates himself for not being able to separate the two with one foot now. The man curled to save the country and began to threaten and intimidate his opponent with his eyes. Later, if Yan Xilan hadn't taken the initiative to support Jian Yu, the poor beautiful boy would probably have been torn to pieces by the big bad wolf who felt that his territory had been violated.
Yan Xilan paused for a moment before he walked to Murong Qing's bed and sat down, "Your people are outside the valley, right?"
Murong Qing bowed: "Just arrived." β
Yan Xilan: "Lend me one." β
Murong Qing took out an object and put it in his hand - although he actually wanted to throw it into someone's arms more handsomely, but the damn conditions didn't allow it.
The young man picked it up and looked at it, and the killing order.
ββ¦β¦β
The man looked flattering: "With it, they don't dare not listen to you." β
The young man was silent for a while, and then said, "Didn't you say that you had lost it?"
Murong Qing: "It's always been in my house. β
The young man stared at him.
Murong Qing explained: "The previous Demon Sect Leader is the one who slaughtered the dog official, and gave it to my great grandmother as a token of love." β
Yan Xilan: "...... It's rumored that there's a secret behind the Kill Order, but is it true?"
When Murong Qing heard this, his expression became a little cold: "I wish it hadn't." β
"If it weren't for it, my Murong family wouldn't have lived in seclusion in the East China Sea to avoid trouble, and I wouldn't have been approached and killed!"