As soon as Mo Bing'er left, Wen Xingsoul sat on the bed and started a meditative posture, his eyes were red, and all parts of his body began to bulge violently, if anyone could see his expression, they could know that he was suffering extremely much at the moment, it was all that damn poison, he tried many times, but he failed to force it out of his body, but he didn't believe that with his skills, there was still poison in the world that he couldn't force out.

With his hands on his chest, he gathered his true qi in the dantian, and a layer of fine beads of sweat began to soak out of his back, although he was wearing clothes, he couldn't see his back, but he could already feel it.

This is not a good sign, the fine beads of sweat are not the venom that he forced out of his body, but the beads of sweat caused by the huge heat emitted by the true qi gathered in the dantian, but he can't give up, Zhu Danxi may not be able to develop an antidote, if Zhu Danxi can't develop an antidote, he can only rely on himself.

He has gathered all the strength of his body, he can clearly feel that the toxin called compassion is trying its best to compete with his own true qi, but he is not worried, his own skill is very confident, every time he tries to force out the poison, it is not that he can't force it out, but there is no way to force the poison out at one time, and the venom remaining in the body will grow rapidly in a short period of time, until it occupies his whole body again, so that the blood vessels can't help but be supported, and the flesh and blood seem to be separated from the bones, every time at this time, he can only use his powerful power to suppress the poison again, so as to maintain it, but he knows very well in his heart that this is not a long-term solution, the only way is to force all the poison at once and never suffer from it.

Slowly opened his mouth, this time he changed a method, in the past, he directly forced the poisonous skin out of the body, but this time, he wanted to gather all of them in the dantian, and send them out of the body together with his powerful internal force, the internal force is also continuously produced, and it will come back after use, but the poison must not let it have the slightest residue.

The door was slowly pushed over, Wen Xing's soul movements, suddenly froze, he didn't expect that someone would push the door in at this time, no need to look, just the familiar fragrance, he already knew that the person standing at the door was his beloved Mo Bing'er.

"Why are you here again, didn't you go to sleep!"

"I can't sleep, so I ......"

Mo Bing'er originally wanted to say that I just wanted to help you, but she was a smart girl, the person in front of her was not an ordinary person, he was the Nine Heavens Divine Venerable, he would not accept help from others, but looking at his painful appearance, she felt more uncomfortable than anyone else.

She hated herself very much, she hated that she couldn't help him with anything, and it was because of herself that he became what he is now, if he didn't have himself, he would still be the invincible Nine Heavens God Venerable in the world, and he would not be subject to the poison that could erupt in his body at any time.

"Oh, then, let's talk?"

Wen Xingsoul asked Mo Bing'er's opinion, he could have used the tone of command, but he didn't want to do that, he wanted to slowly change his relationship with her from now on, he also wanted to wait until he returned to the Nine Heavens Peerless Palace, so he would marry her justifiably, and before doing this, he had to first change the relationship between them.

Mo Bing'er nodded slowly, and sat on a stool very close to the bed, she deliberately avoided his gaze, although she had already regarded him as her husband in her heart, but she told herself more than once that he was her master, herself, and his maidservant.

"Boss, I'm ......"

"You can call me by my name when no one else is around!"

In her memory, only Ouyang Old Divine Venerable could call him by his name, and in addition, it was Wenbi Wensheng and the others who called him by his name, and he didn't seem to be very happy, but he let himself call him by his name.

Mo Bing'er hurriedly got up from the stool and knelt in front of him.

"Bing'er doesn't dare, Bing'er is just the boss's maidservant, how can I call your name without distinction between dignity and inferiority!"

I don't know when, Wen Xingsoul had already gotten out of bed, and he grabbed Mo Bing'er's arms with both hands and pulled her up from the ground.

"You can call me by my name, or just call me Star Soul, I have permission, only you can call it that, do you understand?"

She was so flattered that her cheeks turned crimson, and she enjoyed him holding her arm like this, but he suddenly let go of his hand, and he remembered the scene in Lei Gongtan Village, where they hugged each other affectionately, and she told him that she wanted to save that day for their wedding night, and that he had to respect her, although he had that urge several times, but each time he resisted it.

"But I, but I'm just a maid you picked up, I, how can I be worthy of ......"

He blocked her mouth with warm lips, so that her words were only half spoken, her body was trembling, his hand was on her shoulder, this time, she did not resist, but she did not cater to it, just stood like that, she knew that if he wanted, where could he resist, he was not the kind of duplicitous villain, since he had promised himself, he would definitely be able to do it, so she was not worried at all.

Sure enough, after only a moment, he let her go, and she let out a sigh of disappointment, she didn't know what was wrong with her, and heard his voice in her ears.

"In the future, you are not allowed to say any stupid things like whether you are worthy or not, if you really say it, I have no parents since I was a child, and we are just poor orphans!"

She nodded firmly at him, his eyes redder, his body hotter, not because he was too close to her, but because the poison flare up again.

"Let me help you, okay?"

She could only ask like this, she knew that he would definitely refuse, but she had no other way, she knew that as long as he was unwilling, she would not be able to help him at all, but she believed that if he had his own skills again, it would not be a problem to deal with the poison.

"No, this is absolutely not good, the reason why I can't force all the poison out of my body is not because I don't have enough skills, so even if I absorb all your skills, it will be the same result!"

She was speechless, she could speak to anyone else, but to him, she seemed to have become a fool who couldn't speak at all, perhaps because he could find reasonable words no matter what reason she found.

"How do you know if you don't try, what if you don't do it!"

Knowing that nothing would change, but she was still unwilling, she just wanted to do something for him, and finally she mustered up the courage, she knew that he would not have any defense against herself, and this was also the only chance she could help him, she clicked on his acupoint.

"What are you going to do?"

"Bing'er offended you, Bing'er is willing to be punished, but before that, Bing'er just wants to help you get rid of the poison in your body, this poison is brought to you by your subordinates, if you can't get rid of Bing'er for a day, you won't be at peace for a day, until your toxicity is completely cleared, no matter how you punish Bing'er, you will have no complaints!"

His hand suddenly moved, so fast that she was defenseless, even if ordinary people shot fast, she could always see clearly, but when he shot, she didn't notice at all, he wasn't pointed by himself, but how could he become unable to move.

He looked at her gently, his face was full of smiles, he didn't speak, just looked at it like that, looked at it like that, she was a little overwhelmed, this was not the kind of shy kind of overwhelmed, but he didn't expect things to change like this at all, sure enough, even if he got the skill of the old man in Lei Gongtan Village, the disparity between himself and him can be called a world of difference.