The body shook violently and shook.

After coughing, he vomited blood and spitted again.

After a while, he made a mess next to the bed, and the quilt was covered with dirt. There was a foul smell in the room.

Zi Mucheng frowned, and did not hide his disgust: "Why can't I talk to you like this, you look at your virtue, what else is worthy of my respect for you." ”

He was shocked.

After being shocked, he said, "Nancheng, are you complaining about me?" Blame me for not paying much attention to you before, only favoring your senior brother? ”

Zi Mucheng was silent.

I think in my heart, why is this Taihong so stupid.

He was so obvious that he hadn't even seen that he was a fake.

Sure enough, he was really sick, and his brain was not working.

Yu Taihong grabbed the edge of the bed with one hand, tried to get closer in the direction of Zi Mucheng, and said: "Guarantee for the teacher, you will be the chief disciple of the Immortal Pavilion in the future, as long as you honor me, this Immortal Pavilion will be inherited by you in the future, as long as it is for the teacher, it will definitely not be missing a point from you." ”

After Chu Changgeng died, there was no hope for Taihong.

What he thought was that if he at least held on to the position of the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion, then he needed a new heir.

Looking at the entire Immortal Pavilion, the most qualified one is none other than Nancheng.

But Nancheng seems to be ...... to himself Quite a lot of resentment.

No, it must be improved.

"Yes." Zi Mucheng continued to sneer, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of mockery, "Chu Changgeng is dead, you finally remembered me?" What did you do earlier? ”

"...... for Teachers"

"Shut up! This word makes me sick! Zi Mucheng's voice suddenly raised and reprimanded.

Taihong was taken aback.

Frightened, another extremely violent cough.

Empty, empty.

I coughed for five minutes, and my face turned blue and purple, and I couldn't recover for a long time.

"Look at your current virtue, what is there that deserves me to call you Master. What else do you have, there will definitely be no less of me, I will kill you directly, wouldn't I have more? Zi Mucheng smiled.

Yutai Hong suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were split: "You scoundrel! ”

Zi Mucheng felt very bored.

Role-playing or something, just play for a while, always play, it's not interesting.

"Drink the medicine."

He stepped forward.

Very rudely, he clasped the chin of Yu Taihong.

The force was so great that he almost broke off Taihong's mandible, and his cheeks were almost deformed.

It hurts, but he can only endure it passively.

Where is this what to drink medicine.

It's simply dosing.

So a big bowl, it's still hot.

Ignoring his feelings, he just poured it down so violently. It burned his tongue numb, broke his skin, and burned his throat and eyes so hot that he couldn't speak.

He protested by shaking his head.

In exchange, it was only Zi Mucheng's more rude treatment.

A bowl of medicine, just like that, poured down.

Tang Taihong was also drenched, and most of his life was gone, half of it was drunk, half of it was coughing, and it was vomited, and it was all over the bed.

"Let's see who I am."

Zi Mucheng took off the human skin mask.

An extremely handsome face was revealed.

But the smile on it is like a demon, and it can even be called hideous.

It is completely different from his usual elegant temperament.