The patriarch's body was like a piece of red-hot iron, so hot that everyone around him was sweating. The pale hair fluttered haphazardly with the fluctuations of the Yuan Force, like white smoke rising from a furnace. His purple lips were shriveled like rotten tree trunks, and his blackened face was carved with scar-like wrinkles. The patriarch didn't choke, he muttered, the rapidly withering life was about to lose the Ziming and Elaine who were like children. Imperceptible tears swirled in the corners of his eyes, and his deep-set eye sockets contained the quiet sorrow peculiar to the old man

"Patriarch"

"Grandpa" Ziming's eyes were red, and he held back his tears to prevent them from popping off. When he was ridiculed as an invalid, who was supporting himself? And who was guarding himself against scolding and ridicule? Is it the patriarch! The world is so cruel, but because some people and things have become so beautiful, why hasn't the patriarch taken care of himself like all these years?

"Uh-ahem. I'm afraid I'm going to have to sleep, if it weren't for the power of the ghosts and gods in my genes, I'm afraid I would have died in Huangquan, right? The major affairs of the Mo family will be handed over to the elders for the time being, time will bury my story, and in the future, there will definitely be capable people who will manage the Mo family instead of me."

"Woo, grandpa, you'll be fine!" Crystal tears rolled down Xiao Yi's cheeks. Every second is like spending the whole spring, summer, autumn and winter for her. She didn't want to lose her 'family' anymore.

The patriarch struggled to stand up, he wanted to force out the toxin with internal force, but the strength of the toxin made him feel powerless. The intensity of the poison was attacking the old man's body every moment, as if thousands of Gu worms were wriggling in his blood, and the pain that pierced his heart made his face haggard. The patriarch could only sigh helplessly. At this time, the patriarch seemed to have given up the struggle, his hands were spread weakly on the hospital bed, and his body could only lie there obediently, motionless. If you struggle any longer, I'm afraid it will only cause a toxin riot, and then you will be completely killed. Now that I'm settled, I might be able to live one or two more days.

The patriarch's exhalation gradually became weak, and the one on his body exuded a faint luster, which was the Yuan Force Protector. The patriarch only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his body did not seem to show the slightest sign of improvement.

"There is an hour in life, and a day in death. Hey" The patriarch's eyes were so cloudy, but they were so deep. It seems that everything has been underestimated, without a trace of fear. If it weren't for the things in his heart that couldn't let go of support his will, maybe there was just a corpse on the hospital bed now, right?

"Ahem, ahem!" The violent cough shook its skinny body, its chest rose and fell more and more, and its breathing became more and more rapid, as if it would die in the next second. The patriarch only felt as if a thousand catties of strange force were pressing on it. The foggy eyes gradually became weak.

The pendulum on the clattering wall seemed to be counting down the old man's life. Its eyes had narrowed into two gaps, and only a little bit of life light was revealed. The head of the Da Da Patriarch drooped slightly, and his weak eyelids sank completely

"Patriarch!"

"Grandpa!"

All kinds of heart-wrenching cries rang out in unison. The doctor in the family immediately stepped forward to check the pulse, and pointed his fingers sharply at several vital acupuncture points, and the tense emotions relaxed a little.

"Rest assured, just asleep. The heartbeat is still there, the pulse is still there, the breathing is still fine. The doctor wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead.

"Poisonous attack on the heart, there is no cure! Sick to blind ointment, there is no cure, right? Quietly greet your inevitability" The young man of the family who had returned from the Sun Moon Sect folded his hands and bowed slightly to make a worship posture. The faint words came out of his mouth, and there was no expression on his face, which made people wonder if this guy was a facial paralysis.

Before the young man's words fell, a loud bang was heard. Bang! The man who fell into the abyss of grief was pulled back by this muffled thud. I saw Zi Ming's clenched fists, and he didn't seem to notice the pain of his nails piercing his skin, allowing Yin Hong's blood to flow from the fist that smashed on the mahogany table. Someone was about to say something, but the fist slammed into the mahogany table like a hammer, shaking the contents of the table.

"It's just nonsense, if it's poison, there is an antidote!" Zi Ming shouted.

"There is no antidote, those who can pass the test of the Iron and Wood Bronze Human Array in the Sun Moon Sect can choose one thing each in the Sun Moon Sect's elixir library and ghost art library. The Sun Moon Sect is so huge, it is impossible to say that there is no Six-Rank Soul Rejuvenation Pill that can be called a healing elixir, right? But after all, the Sun Moon Sect is not a place to save the dead and help the wounded, and no one has been able to pass through this iron, wood and bronze man for 500 years. The informed clansmen lamented. The hope that had just emerged seemed to have been dashed again.

"I'm going to get the antidote!" Zi Ming roared in a hard voice.

"What if you can't get the death of the Iron Wood Bronze Array, how can you mess around like this?" the young man who had returned from the Sun Moon Sect said with a smile. It turns out that this guy is not paralyzed! Looking at his expression, I don't know why, Ziming really wanted to punch him.

His figure gradually shrank in everyone's sight, and there were inevitably thousands of emotions behind him. Some people were moved by him, some people laughed at him for not being able to do anything, some people were worried about him, and some people wanted to stop him but didn't have the courage

Zi Ming sneered, he didn't have time to pay attention to those boring ridicules! His fate was up to him, how could he shake his mind because of the cynicism of others? No one can predict the risks in the future, there are indescribable accidents in life, but if you don't dare to face it because of this, then it will definitely not be a big thing!

When Zi Ming turned around, he only dropped a sentence coldly, "I'll go find the antidote-!"

Boom, boom, thunder is still ringing the death knell. Is this the maze of hell or the provocation of death? Zi Ming was dressed in the black robe, and wore a black barbed hat on his clothes. The whole person seems to melt into the endless darkness

Zi Ming wanted to ride a horse to the Sun Moon Sect, now is the time to delay, and he doesn't need to use the power of ghosts to do it because he is worried that the Yuan Power will be exhausted, if the Yuan Power is exhausted, then there is no need to challenge the Iron and Wood Bronze Human Array! However, the horses were all transferred away as early as yesterday! There was such a coincidence, is this really just a coincidence? Obviously not, someone must be deliberately trying to frame the patriarch! Then it can't be food poisoning, right? The most suspicious thing is the young people who returned to the Mo family from the Sun Moon Sect! If they don't come back for a few years, something will happen as soon as they come back

The oppressive environment of "cough cough" made Ziming cough a little breathlessly. As long as there is light in his heart, what does it matter if the heavens and the earth are dark? He kept silently reciting something in his heart to stabilize his position.

"Master, do you need my help?"

"Jiaolong?"

"Yes. This kind of journey is a trivial thing for me. Ziming's spiritual world came with the echo of the dragon, and then the grass vine bracelet quickly turned, and after a while, it fell to the ground and turned into the size of a small snake, its body gradually expanded, and after half a sound, the shocking dragon true body was revealed!

"Ride up! Grab the dragon's horns. Then, you can show the way. The dragon wrapped around Zi Ming for a few turns, and then slowed down his huge body, curled up like a poisonous snake and crawled to the ground.

"Hmm!"

The sky was like ink, and a faint light was flickering in the vast chaos