Chapter 32: Is It an Antidote?

"What gives me internal strength, do you think you are the emperor, or my internal strength, okay, but I don't understand what you're talking about at all!" Ling Mo looked dazed, he didn't feel the secret of internal strength at all!

"Youβ€”alas! You sit cross-legged. ”

Ling Mo sat down cross-legged according to the appearance in the TV series.

The man in white put his hand on Ling Mo's back, and Ling Mo only felt a warm current through his clothes to his heart.

Ling Mo was surprised, it seems that I may also do this operation, but I don't know how to use it.

When Ling Mo was thinking about it, the man's hand had slowly left, and Yi Jue flicked it gently, seemingly unintentionally brushing off the fallen leaves on Ling Mo's shoulder.

This wave of operations, Ling Mo is a little convinced, the hero is really a hero, you look at this gesture and every time you raise your feet, it seems that you still have a lot to learn.

Ling Mo looked at the fallen leaves on the ground, and when he looked up at the person again, the original place was already empty.

In fact, for Ling Mo, an acquired peerless master, he often forgets the skills of some masters, as if he is guarding a room of treasures, but he doesn't know how to spend it.

So many times, he subconsciously did not activate the function of the so-called master to check the people nearby.

"But this guy is gone like this, and now it's gone, and it's too late to chase anymore, but it's getting closer and closer to the next poison time, what should I do?" It wasn't until Ling Mo came back to his senses that he realized the problem.

"No, I have to catch up with him to get the box back and change the antidote." Ling Mo finally came back to his senses, and he had to hurry up and chase after him when he couldn't do it.

Ling Mo chased in the direction where the man in white had left, and it didn't take long for him to feel a burning sensation in his heart.

"Your sister, it hurts!" Ling Mo covered her heart and slowly stopped.

At this time, Ling Mo felt two familiar figures slowly coming.

"What a pity, knowing that you would die? But he still didn't give you the box, because he overestimated your life. A mocking voice came.

Ling Mo glanced at the person who came, and it turned out to be the palace master of the Blood Demon Palace.

"Hey, are you here to sow discord? Or come and see how I died? Ling Mo asked rhetorically.

"Hmph, it seems that you still don't understand, you are just a bait used by this seat to lure that person out." Seeing that Ling Mo didn't understand his true intentions, the Palace Master of the Blood Demon Palace was not very satisfied with his purpose.

"Palace Master, the whereabouts of that person have been found ahead, and the men and horses we have deployed are intercepting it." The woman in red, Xueyu, said, the woman was dressed in red, painted with heavy makeup, and dressed enchantingly.

"Got it." The Palace Master of the Blood Demon Palace said three words coldly.

Xueyu glanced at Ling Mo, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a touch of bloodlust, "She delayed the palace master's important business, and I will cut it into pieces and throw it into the river to feed the fish." ”

"I went, and sure enough, my face was born from my heart, I looked ugly, and I was a vicious woman in my heart." Ling Mo is not afraid if he doesn't move, just like you, you still want to kill me, and I won't be afraid of 100 more of you.

Blood Jade glared at Ling Mo fiercely, and was about to make a move.

Ling Mo looked at her, as long as she made a move, she would make a move.

I saw the palace master of the Bloody Palace, flicked his sleeves, and looked at the blood jade with a cold look, "Did I say I wanted her to die?" ”

Ling Mo really wanted to tell him, you forgot to say this seat, but your heart hurts, and you are not in the mood to say it.

The eyes of the Palace Master of the Blood Demon Palace became colder and colder, and the Blood Jade was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and trembled, as if the Palace Master of the Blood Demon Palace would kill her in the next second.

Ling Mo, don't sigh, tsk, do you want to come too quickly to slap your face, you deserve it, what are you calling a harem to do politics? Or is it a dove occupying a magpie's nest? What kind of taboo did you commit, this time you were scolded by your palace master, right?

Suddenly, Ling Mo felt a cone pain, only tens of thousands of insects were biting in her body, and Ling Mo staggered and fell.

The Palace Master of the Blood Demon Palace glanced at Ling Mo, and suddenly leaned down and squatted on the ground to look at Ling Mo's eyes.

"Why can't you help it?" The Palace Master of the Bloody Palace asked.

At this time, two more options appeared on the display screen in Ling Mo's mind.

One, what is this bit of poison?

This is a dead duck's hard-mouthed choice.

Two, please let me go.

It's a plea choice.

Ling Mo chose one, after all, begging for mercy seemed to be a bit too shameless.

"What is this poison?" Ling Mo felt bitter in her heart, what is it? My mother, it hurts me, Ling Mo wailed in her heart.

"Heh, this little bait of this seat looks quite backbone." The Palace Master of the Bloody Palace sneered.

What is this? Did this get his attention?

I don't know what the result of choosing two will be.

The Palace Master of the Bloody Palace stretched out his hand and pulled off her veil.

"What kind of face do you think this will be? It turns out that it's just an ordinary one that can't be on an ordinary face. The Palace Master of the Bloody Palace seemed to be a little disappointed and said.

Ling Mo glanced at him, cut, the guy who judges people by their appearance.

He pinched Ling Mo's chin, raised her head high, reached into the return with his other hand and took out a bottle, with a slight flick of his thumb, he removed the stopper on it, poured the bottle over, and poured the liquid inside into Ling Mo's mouth.

Ling Mo stared at him deadly, is it an antidote? Is it the right bet this time?

The cold and bitter liquid slowly slid into his throat, gradually suppressed, the burning in his heart and the pain in his body slowly subsided, and Ling Mo exhausted all his strength and collapsed to the ground.

It's the antidote!

"That is, the prey of this seat, I want to keep my life, accompany this seat well, and after taking down the man in white, this seat is playing with you." The head of the Bloody Palace should have said.

Ling Mo collapsed to the ground, speechless, and couldn't help rolling her eyes, God is your prey. God wants to play with you.

What kind of bloody drama is this special thing to put on for me? What a broken book, what kind of thing is it, I think I have picked up an invincible golden finger in the world.

It turned out to be a broken book looking for abuse, and what p tasks were forced, when will my reward be given to me, shouldn't it be a lie?

Fooled!!

Damn the old man!!

This discovery made her suddenly feel as if she had been struck by lightning, scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and collapsed directly to the ground motionless.

After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand, let go of Ling Mo's chin, stood up and threw away the bottle in his hand, and without looking at Ling Mo, he turned around with his sword and brushed his sleeve.

Ling Mo glanced at his back, "Cut, how chic do you think you are?" ”

"The palace master didn't kill you? Don't...... No! How could the palace master fall in love with a milky little girl like you? Xueyu stood up from the ground, as if the person who was kneeling on the ground and trembling just now was not her, and continued to say proudly.

"Didn't you fall in love with me? Cut, if I don't look at you like this, old and ugly, I won't look at you blindly. Ling Mo regained her strength and stood up from the ground.

"Dead girl, look for death! The palace master only said that he would not kill you, but he did not say that he would not dispose of you, come to someone, and give her a taste of ten thousand arrows piercing her heart. "Bloodjade thinks she's found the entrance to the wordplay.