The three poisoned people were lying on the ground and struggling weakly, and the fat man shouted loudly, and for a while, there was a lot of chaos in the dining room.

Knock knock, footsteps filled the entire corridor.

The room was packed with people.

"Who will detoxify! Hurry up and save people! The fat man said anxiously.

"Get out of the way, I'm a disciple of the Dan Pavilion." A young man appeared in the crowd, and he quickly grabbed the nearest Yue Qingzhen, took out a pill from his arms, and put it in her mouth.

"There are two more here!" The fat man's forehead was dripping, and he hurriedly pulled the disciple inside.

"No, I only have one antidote pill on me." The young disciple was embarrassed and said, "I can't save the two of them. ”

The fat man let go of his hand and shouted, "Is there anyone else who has an antidote pill on him?" ”

There was a silence in the room, and an inconspicuous person approached He Regret and quietly stuffed a pill into his mouth.

The movements are very secretive, and few people see them.

"One of them is poison." Someone suddenly spoke, looked at He Zhi, who was beginning to turn black on the ground, and sighed, "There is no antidote for half an hour, and the soul is about to fly west." ”

"......" The fat man fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly looked at the Dan Pavilion disciple, "Senior brother, can you go back and get the antidote pill?" ”

"It's useless, my elixir can only last for three days, and after three days, there is no special antidote to poison, they will die the same."

The fat man blew up, his eyes were red, "Three days is better than half an hour!" You saved my brother's life for three days! I will repay the favor! ”

The man frowned a little tangledly, "Usually, there are very few disciples in the Danfang who make zuò detoxification pills. At this time, where to find it. ”

The fat man was in despair, and he looked at Zhao District, who was lying on the ground with the worst face. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he squatted down, put him on his shoulder, and ran out.

The fat man carried her out of the dining room and ran all the way up the mountain, her chubby body usually seemed difficult to walk, but now she was running fast while waiting for help.

Many people inside and outside the dining room were stunned.

A streamer of light flashed by, and a certain disciple of the Sword Pavilion stopped in front of him.

"Where are you going. I'll give you a ride. ”

The fat man glanced at him gratefully, put Zhao Jiequ behind him, and "Quickly send it to Dange." Ask Sir to save her life! ”

The disciple nodded slightly, picked up Zhao Ququ, who was close to a coma, and turned into a streamer and flew away.

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the dining room, ready to see how the remaining two were doing.

……

The white clouds are long. Zhao felt that all his internal organs began to wrench and hurt. She used her luck to protect her heart, praying that someone would save her life.

However, there was silence around her, and she turned her head to look at a vague figure.

"You're going to die, do you have any last words?" The man leaned in and whispered.

Zhao didn't really hear it, she stretched out her hand. Hold the hem of the man's drooping garment, "Help...... Save me. ”

"Save you?" The man smiled. Brushed her hand away, "How can I go back to the errand to save you?" I finally succeeded in it, didn't I slap myself in the face to save you? ”

Zhao District's eyes flashed, and he looked at him with little energy, "You... Who is it? ”

The man picked up the sword in his hand and said, "The Sword Pavilion is just a nameless disciple. ”

Zhao looked at him unwillingly.

"Haha, okay, you're going to die, what can't you say, I'm ......"

The last few words were very light and light, and Zhao Jingquan listened attentively with wide eyes, but he didn't hear clearly.

The blood on her lips was almost black, and she closed her eyes in despair.

The wind was very light and light, and she was fluttering lightly, slowly flying off the ground.

It's so comfortable.

"Hey! I'm really dead when I fall asleep, I don't have the power to give you a second chance! ”

A voice sounded in his ears, and Zhao listened quietly.

"We said we were going to reconcile, and you just left?"

The voice was very familiar, and in a trance, she remembered who it was, "Ugly...... Bird. ”

Was it with him before he died?

Zhao smiled dismally.

What it said next, Zhao couldn't hear it.

She was completely unconscious, and it was pitch black all around.

…………

The fifth morning stream looked at the mountains in the distance, his eyes were cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Some chubby cooks were waiting at the door, their faces twisted and tangled.

Do you want to ask why His Highness suddenly visited? Is it that the meals he has been cooking recently are not good enough? Or or

His Highness is in a bad mood and wants to come down to talk to him?

Ahh

He slapped himself in the face and spat on himself.

What do you think!

"Adou will deliver two meals from tomorrow?"

"Ahh

Of course, his stupidity didn't have a chance to make the fifth morning stream say a second time.

Shangyi needed to speculate, so he asked softly, "Adou, send two copies?" ”

Fifth, the morning stream did not speak again.

Or rather, he was a little entangled in the decision.

The room was quiet again, but the poor cook still didn't understand His Highness's idea, and closed the door happily.

Let His Highness speak quietly first.

A streamer flew by outside the window, and the fifth morning stream stood on a high place, his eyes flashing.

He was a little suspicious that he was dazzled.

The man behind the sword......

He stood in place, thought for a while, recalled that moment countless times, and finally determined that the person on the sword was Zhao District, who had a deep origin.

His figure flickered and disappeared into the room.

He saw Zhao District lying on the ground on a lawn.

The thin body is in a clump and is pitiful.

He stepped forward slowly, crouched down, and unmasked her face.

With a flash in his eyes, he paused for a moment and touched the corner of her lips. Sticky, jet-black blood stained his fingertips, and he smelled the blood.

"Damn."

He immediately picked up Zhao and disappeared in an instant.

The poison came quickly, if it weren't for Zhao District's last trace of true yuan to protect her heart, as soon as half an hour arrived, she would have died of anger.

Where to wait for the arrival of the fifth morning stream.

…………

Inside the dining room.

He Xi's cook sat at the door with a dark face, looked at the group of colleagues wearing hats below, and whispered, "Which one of the hell is lacking in heart to feed poison to my young master?" ”

"Lao He, what you said is not right, the kitchen is full of people, and it doesn't have to be done by people between us."

"Very good, don't admit it, the dining room will be closed from today!"

"Lao He, don't be impulsive!" Someone stood up and persuaded, "The entire Apocalypse Courtyard is just this one place to eat, and everyone will starve to death when the door is closed." ”

"I don't care, the young master won't wake up for a day, and the dining room won't open for a day!" His eyes were cold, and he looked at everyone, "If the young master has any mistakes, the He family in Linshui will tell you what the price is!" ”

“……”

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to say anything. (To be continued......)