Sang Moyu's detoxification did not end until the sky gradually turned white.

Yue Baihua is usually lazy, but as soon as he touches something that interests him, his whole person becomes different, and his whole body exudes an indescribable charm.

After he prepared the medicine, he naturally had no interest in staring at Sang Moyu taking a medicinal bath, so he sat in the seat where Sang Moyu was before, holding a book and pretending to look at it, but he was absent-minded.

Although the attention was all on the screen, it was not aimed at Sang Moyu, and his eyes were full of fanaticism and urgent curiosity for knowledge.

The poison in Sang Moyu, at first glance, was very ordinary to him.

But after taking the pulse, Fang Zhi was by no means ordinary, it could make him look away and feel tricky, and he couldn't use the poison of the jade clear liquid, he really couldn't wait to study it.

He wasn't worried about Sang Moyu, but he was anxious to extract the toxins that Sang Moyu excreted from his body for the last time and study them.

He dispensed a total of three medicines, which means that Sang Moyu has changed the water twice, the first time to detoxify the source, the second time to suppress the breeding poison, and the third time to clear the remaining poison.

The triple poison has different poisons, and the jade liquid must be fused with the others accordingly, such an amazing poison is unheard of, Yue Baihua has already studied the first two, and he must also study the third one.

However, after waiting for so long, Sang Moyu hadn't come out yet, and he had the idea of rushing in directly and throwing it out.

Waiting left and right, and finally Yue Baihua slapped the book in his hand on the table with a snap, and strode behind the screen with his sleeves.

However,

I don't know when, Sang Moyu disappeared, and he didn't even say hello.

In vain let Yue Baihua wait for so long, saying that he didn't mean it, who would believe it.

Yue Baihua's face was so dark that he was almost dripping water, and the cold air in his cold eyes was stinging.

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On the other side, Sang Moyu left Fei Yi again, and disappeared without a trace, like a smoke, and he didn't know where he went.

The fragrant snow forest in the dawn of the sun has a unique flavor.

Thin shimmers of light shine through the gaps and refracted onto the ground, revealing mottled shadows.

Sang Moyu shuttled through the peach forest, and after a while, he came to the end.

It was blocked by a tall, sturdy wall made of marble, and there was no road ahead.

"In this game, you won, and one person just tied it at a time."

After saying that, Sang Moyu's thin lips suddenly burst into an evil smile, only to see his right palm open, palm facing the wall in front of him, and the void was pasted.

Then an incredible scene emerged.

The wall rippled like a ripple of water, and then a door appeared that only allowed one person to pass through.

Sang Moyu's figure flashed, and he flashed in, and the moment he entered the door, the door closed automatically, and there was no trace at all.

No one knew that at the end of the Xiangxue Forest, there was such a secret.

What's Behind the Wall? Except for Sang Moyu, no one knows.

Because it was a secret base belonging to Sang Moyu, no second person had ever come.

Except for Sang Moyu, no one will ever find out about this place, let alone enter here.

Even if this wall is torn down, it will never be discovered.

There is a secret of Sang Moyu hidden here, a secret that he has been hiding here since he was very young.

Behind the wall, it's like another world of his own creation.

It's full of flowers that don't fit the season.

On the left is a bright red manju sawa and on the right is a pure white mandala flower, red and white form a visual violent.

In the middle of the two seas of flowers, there is a sheep intestine path, and along the path, there is a delicate and beautiful wooden house in front of it.

Sang Moyu pushed the door and walked in, only to see that the hut was very empty, only by the window there was a desk and a chair with nothing on it.

Buckle - He sat down in his chair and tapped his hand on the table twice.

Suddenly, the hut, which had been empty, made the sound of something turning from underground, and then bookshelves full of files sprung up one after another, as if after a rain.

After knocking on the table again, a painting slowly hung down from the beam not far in front of him.

When I looked closely, I saw that on the painting, it was a little girl in pink who was slowly falling from the purple cherry tree.

She was born with a pink carving, delicate and lovely, and she had already begun to show her elegance at a young age, and she fell from the branch in a panic, and her eyes like a fawn crashed into his heart.

At that time, he was standing not far away, and he had been stupidly looking at this little elf who suddenly broke into his world.

Seeing her fall into the arms of another teenager, he smiled and confessed that he was mad with jealousy.

Sometimes an instant is forever, and then he stroked his chest, shook his fist, and told himself that he wanted her.

And what he wants, he will not let go of it even if he dies, even if he is unscrupulous, he must get it.