Early the next morning, people were in a hurry on the streets.

"What's going on under the Locke?" It's not like this in the past.

Luo Chi arched his hand and said: "I heard that King Yi'an is sick, and the emperor is calling the world's famous doctors to treat him." ”

Murong Xuetian and Honghong glanced at each other, and then showed a satisfied smile.

Seeing Master Murong's smile, Luo Chi immediately understood that this should be Master Murong's punishment for Jun Evil Scars.

I wonder who King Yi'an is, that is the great prince of the Great Ming Evil Palace, but he is not an ordinary person.

can make Jun evil scars sick to the point that no one can treat them, and Master Murong is really powerful.

"You go and let the Tomb of the Dead go to the Mansion of Yi'an as a pair of divine doctors Dugu, and tell him by the way" Murong Xue leaned into Luo Chi's ear and said a few words, and Luo Chi nodded to find the Tomb of the Dead.

Honghong was curious about what Murong Xuetian and Luo Chi said, and asked Murong Xuetian, only to see that she smiled and didn't speak.

"Surely some kind of insidious plan." Red smashes the mouth.

Murong Xue took a book and sat leisurely.

"Is there any antidote to that?" Murong Xue asked.

Honghong looked at Murong Xuetian in surprise, could it be that she wanted to detoxify that bad prince?

Murong Xue saw at a glance what Honghong was thinking, and knocked his head with the book in his hand.

"Since he is a member of the Great Ming Evil Temple, he must know about this kind of forbidden medicine. But shouldn't it be strange why he didn't detoxify himself? ”

Honghong rubbed her head innocently, "I should know, but this will only make people unconscious, and then it will be very painful." There is no antidote. ”

"Then wake him up, and then give him an antidote." said a word to the outside, only to see a figure flashing by.

Honghong curiously lay on Murong Xue's leaning legs, "What bad ideas did you have before?" ”

"You'll find out later." Leaning back, he opened the book.

Murong Xue didn't tell him, Honghong could only think about it by herself, but she couldn't think of a bad idea if she wanted to break her head, in short, it was a bad idea.

Pouted, buttocks cocked, lay on Murong Xuetian's shoulder, and said to himself: "Why can't I hear my sister's inner voice?" ”

Murong Xue tilted her eyes red, smiled and continued to read.

In the palace of the king of Yi'an.

The Dead Tomb painted a makeup for himself, changed his appearance, and changed into a clean son's outfit.

From a distance, where is there still the sloppy and old-fashioned appearance of the past, it is clearly a handsome son.

"Stop!" The two guards guarding the door stopped the grave of the dead that was about to enter.

"Who are you?" One of the guards asked.

The Dead Tomb politely replied, "I heard that the prince is sick, this is the notice I lifted." ”

He took out a rolled-up piece of notice paper from his long sleeves, which he had pulled off on the way when he came.

If nothing else, someone should have informed the emperor.

In order to treat the evil marks of the king, Murong Xuanzong widely advertised the people of the world, and posted such notices everywhere, just to seek a famous doctor.

Although he didn't come for the reward of 10 million gold above, he came after receiving an order from Murong Xuetian.

One of the guards took the knife and took the notice from the grave, opened it and looked at it, looked at it, and said, "You wait here, I'll go in and make a report." ”

"Let's go, if it's late, this son will leave." As he spoke, he took out a piece of cloth and put it on the stairs at the entrance of the palace.,Sit.。。

The people who went in to report soon came out again, and the notices they brought in were gone.