On Ling Yan Pavilion, in the face of Feng Yan'er's questioning, before Ling Hao could speak, Zhang Wenjie jumped out impatiently and testified: "It's him, he's Ling Hao." ”

Ling Hao couldn't hide when he saw it, so he glared at Zhang Wenjie coldly. Zhang Wenjie was a little frightened, and shrank back.

Ling Hao stood up, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and his body suddenly shivered with cold, and he couldn't stop coughing. Ling Hao immediately realized that the cold poison had flare-up from time to time. I had to hurry back to the house, but the form in front of me was compelling, and after weighing, Ling Hao endured the chill and said, "Ahem, it's Ling." I don't know what the fairy is looking for? ”

Looking at Ling Hao's thin and weak body, full of alcohol, and a sickly appearance, Feng Yan'er couldn't help frowning. Holding back the discomfort, Feng Yan'er then asked, "The poem just now was really written by you?" ”

"Ahem, if it's fake. If you don't believe me, you can ask anyone here. Ling Hao replied weakly. As he spoke, he picked up the medicinal wine he carried with him and drank it to stop the cold, but he didn't expect that the cold poison would come so quickly this time, and his kung fu hand was already frozen and didn't obey the call, and the wine glass fell directly to the ground without holding it steady, and the wine spilled all over the ground.

At this moment, Feng Yan'er saw that something was wrong with Ling Hao, and asked, "You seem to be a little wrong. ”

"I'm sorry, Ling has a stubborn illness and needs to go back to his house urgently, so I can't accompany him."

After speaking, regardless of other people's feelings, he eagerly walked towards the staircase, Feng Yan'er's people saw that he was even talking now, and they knew that the situation was serious, so they got out of the way, but just when Ling Hao and Feng Yan'er passed by, the cold poison broke out directly, Ling Hao's feet slipped and fell directly towards Feng Yan'er.

No one expected such an unexpected situation, Feng Yan'er hurriedly retreated, but it was a pity that although her cultivation was profound, she was a mortal in the flesh after all, and such a close collision was unavoidable.

"Ahh Feng Yan'er let out an exclamation, and was directly pressed under Ling Hao's body, and what was even more infuriating was that Ling Hao's face was buried deep in Feng Yan'er's not yet plump chest.

Faced with this situation, everyone present was stunned. Several of Feng Yan'er's subordinates had a blank in their heads, this was the only daughter of the Feng family, and if she was so ugly, if the head of the family knew about it, she would not be able to sow her own skin.

Feng Yan'er was ashamed and angry at the moment, but her daughter's body, Ling Hao was pressed on her body, but she didn't have the strength to push it away.

"Why are you still stunned, push him away for me!"

The three guards reacted and hurriedly moved Ling Hao away, Feng Yan'er got up, and after getting up, Feng Yan'er kicked Ling Hao twice, only to find that Ling Hao's body at this time was already covered with white frost, and his expression was extremely painful.

"Young master, young master," a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from downstairs, and a young man dressed in cloth took the lead and rushed out, and behind him were all silver-armored infantry with spears in their hands.

When he saw Ling Hao, who was already dying on the floor, he immediately pounced. Hurriedly picked up Ling Hao, opened the medicinal wine he was carrying, and poured it into Ling Hao's mouth.

However, Ling Hao's body had already been frozen, and oil and salt did not enter. Seeing this, Ling Xin hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Who are you, go away." The servant Zhou Jin shouted angrily at Ling Xin.

"If you don't want your young master to die, you can hand him over to me for treatment." Ling Xin said angrily.

As soon as Zhou Jin heard that he could save Ling Hao's life, he immediately obeyed Ling Xin's words.

"Come, help me carry him to the bed." Lingxin spoke.

Several Ling family guards hurriedly carried the person to the bed.

On the other side, the Ling family army had already controlled the whole scene, and the captain who took the lead was furious and looked at everyone viciously.

"Damn, who hurt my young master, if you don't say it, my Ling family's army will kill you."

Under the order, the Ling family army set up a uniform formation, and it seemed that if they disagreed, they would wash the Ling Yan Pavilion in blood.

"General, slow down, I just saw that it was the girl in front of you who kicked Ling Shao twice." Zhang Wenjie was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped out and said.

"Yes, yes." A group of literati and writers echoed in unison.

The leading captain of the silver armor looked at Feng Yan'er, the silver spear in his hand swirled, and it seemed that he was ready to make a move.

And the three guards of the Feng family surrounded Feng Yan'er, and a big battle was about to break out.

At this time, in the bed of the hall, Zhou Jin's hoarse voice suddenly came: "Young Master, Listening to the Heart Fairy, you quickly save my young master." ”

The sound of a rush is like a cloud of ice water, dousing the flames of war. Everyone looked at it, and at this moment, the Listening Heart Fairy put her hands on Ling Hao's heart, her hands emitting green light, and she was working hard to heal.

"Remember to keep wiping his face, and don't let the ice freeze his mouth and nose."

Zhou Jin on the side was constantly wiping, and his hands were already red from the cold.

It turned out that layers of frost appeared on the surface of Ling Hao's body, freezing Ling Hao's body from the inside out, and soon, Ling Hao was like a heavy snowman. Although Zhou Jin kept wiping away the frost on Ling Hao's face, the wind and snow continued to grow like grass and trees that had taken root.

Ling Hao's life was hanging by a thread now, but the current literati and writers were whispering earnestly. Zhang Wenjie quietly spread the news in the crowd.

"I have long heard that the Ling family has an ice spell in his body, and his whole body freezes when he has an attack, and he must drink virgin blood to detoxify, it seems that what he said is true."

"Really?" The young literati asked.

"In my opinion, nine times out of ten, it's true, didn't you see that the medicinal wine that Ling Hao drank was all red?" The old pedant said firmly.

The earnest whispers of the crowd fell word for word in Feng Yan'er's ears. As a spirit mage, of course, she knew that this was slander, and she had never heard of what kind of blood the ice spell could be lifted. She was just a little strange, with Ling Hao's talent, why she was with such a group of flies and dogs.

"Young master, young master, you can't die, Fairy Lingxin, I beg you to save my young master quickly, as long as you can save him, you can do whatever you let me do." I beg you, I beg you! ”

Zhou Jin's panicked voice spread through the attic again, only this time the situation was more critical.

"The cold poison has invaded his internal organs, and it is about to endanger his heart, and there is nothing I can do."

Lingxin's voice was weak, and he had clearly done his best.

"Fairy, I beg you, you are an immortal, a bodhisattva, you will definitely be able to save the young master. I'm kowtowing to you here. "Zhou Jin went to the doctor in a hurry and lost his mind.

The fairy has never seen such a scene, the past benefactors are all womanizers, and their subordinates are a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, as long as the master has an accident, he can run faster than a rabbit. She looked embarrassed and said, "Isn't this embarrassing for me? ”

At this time, the captain of the Ling family army suddenly stood up, walked to the bed, knelt down on one knee, and said seriously: "I implore the fairy to try again, from now on I, the Ling family army, will regard the fairy as a benefactor. ”

"Bang, bang, bang......" More than 20 Ling Jiajun knelt down in unison, and said in unison: "I implore the fairy to try again, from now on, my Ling Jiajun will regard the fairy as a benefactor, and if there is something to trust in the future, go to the soup and go to the fire, and never give up."

There was a lot of emotion on everyone's faces.

This is a golden age when men have their knees under their knees, and anyone kowtowing to others means that their dignity will be trampled on by others at will.

At this moment, Feng Yan'er was even more curious in her heart, why was Ling Hao's servant so loyal to him? What kind of person is he?

Thinking of this, Feng Yan'er finally decided not to sit idly by, she walked out from behind the guard, and said loudly:

"I can save him."