When Duan Changfeng rushed in, he saw Chu Gongbei looking at his rapidly changing whole body with a dull expression, and immediately gasped, and no longer looked at Mo Shaoying, who broke out of the top, but pressed Chu Gongbei's back with one palm and slowly crossed into the true qi, and said with an anxious expression: "What's the matter? Why don't you be in a daze and resist the poison of the Tianyue Scorpion!"

Chu Gongbei shook his head in horror and said, "No, I can't do it, I can't do it!"

Duan Changfeng said with a puzzled expression: "What can't be done?" Gongbei, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Gongbei smiled miserably, and looked at the purple blood vessels that continued to expand like earthworms, and his face couldn't help but be gloomy and terrifying: "I can't communicate the true qi in my body! It must be caused by the black true qi, it must be made by the dog mongrel surnamed Mo! I, I can't spare him!!"

Duan Changfeng was stunned, frowned and said, "Calm down, your excitement will cause the toxicity to accelerate, don't be afraid, there is a third uncle!"

Chu Gong Beifu cried again and said with a sad face: "Third Uncle, you don't have to lie to me, no one can solve the poison of the moon scorpion this day, and now I can't suppress the toxicity, I... Am I dying!? Hehehe, Third Uncle, I'm so scared, I don't want to die!

This Chu Gongbei cried and laughed, until he couldn't cry in the end, where is there still such an arrogant and domineering taste.

Seeing this, Duan Changfeng became more and more worried, and looked at the purple blood vessels like thousands of earthworms that were constantly spreading on the northern half of Chu Palace's face, gritting his teeth and saying with an iron blue on his face: "Don't be afraid, virtuous nephew, you will be fine! I believe that the third uncle, the third uncle will not let you die!" As he spoke, he continued to urge his palm, not hesitating to exchange the true qi for the condensed true yuan and send it into the north meridians of the Chu Palace.

You must know that this true yuan is only available to cultivators, and it is also the most important, and the natural effect is extraordinary, so that the crazy influx of true yuan temporarily suppressed the toxicity of the Tianyue Scorpion, but this is not a long-term solution.

Moreover, the foreign true yuan had already had all kinds of rejection reactions in Chu Gongbei's body, and his face had already shown a trace of pain. It is no wonder that the two of the highly poisonous and the true element are violently poured in the meridians, and they do not give in to each other. At this moment, Chu Gongbei is like being in the middle of a fire-roasting needle prick, and there are all kinds of strange itching sensations all over the body.

Chu Gongbei couldn't bear the triple torture, and finally his lips couldn't help but open one by one and said: "Third uncle, I, I'm so uncomfortable!"

Duan Changfeng barely squeezed out a smile, and touched the top of Chu Gongbei's head with his left hand to show comfort: "The virtuous nephew has held on, the third uncle is detoxifying you, this is like a bitter medicine, it always hurts." ”

Although Duan Changfeng's words were good, Chu Gongbei also gritted his teeth and worked hard, but as time went by, the feeling of thousands of needles in his body became more and more intense, as if he had a comb made of iron needles scraping bones and flesh everywhere in his body, picking tendons and piercing his heart, and the pain made Chu Gongbei's body begin to tremble and twist again and again, and it seemed that he was trying his best to endure the pain.

But where has Chu Gongbei been tortured so badly since he was a child, he has really done well enough. Duan Changfeng on the side saw that he had more than enough heart but not enough strength, and he couldn't wait to bear the pain of such a needle and cone file for him!

Finally, Chu Gongbei laughed miserably, grabbed Duan Changfeng's arm, and pleaded with a twisted face: "No! I'm afraid the little nephew can't stand it, it's so uncomfortable, really! The third uncle let it go, let, let the little nephew go!"

Chu Gongbei's words are already bent on death. As he spoke, he kept scratching his whole body with his other hand, and even scratched his fingers fiercely later. Duan Changfeng looked at the shocking blood marks on his nephew's body, and his heart became more and more painful, and he couldn't help but slowly converge the true yuan sent out by his right palm.

This convergence, the toxicity is more violent, the siege of the city is like a bamboo, and the terrifying purple blood vessels spread all over the body with lightning speed, and the handsome and straight face disappeared, replaced by the purple blood vessels that are vertical and horizontal, complex and like spider webs, which makes people can't help but stand on end, and at this time Changfeng's heart is full of remorse, self-blame, and unbearable, and he doesn't feel that the tiger's eyes are in tears.

Chu Gongbei looked at Duan Changfeng's mournful face, smiled slightly angrily, and just wanted to close his eyes and wait for death, but suddenly opened his eyes, his face suddenly turned bright, and he grabbed the placket on Duan Changfeng's chest and shouted: "Third uncle, I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled! That miscellaneous person surnamed Mo deceived me too much! It's too much——!!

When he shouted "report", Chu Gongbei's throat seemed to be suddenly choked, and his voice stopped abruptly, he didn't blink his eyes, and purple blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, ears and nose, and his death was miserable.

Duan Changfeng smiled sadly, slowly closed Chu Gongbei's angry eyes, and then wiped away the tears on his cheeks with his chin on his head, and said firmly: "Third Uncle promised you, promised you!" After that, his hands actually hugged Chu Gongbei to the bed and covered it with a futon, making the illusion that a person was asleep, and then strode out with a sword, and then said to the guards who were staying outside the house, and said with tiger eyes: "Pass the order, the prince temporarily intends to retreat and cultivate, no one is allowed to step into the wing room without permission!"

Mo Shaoying flew out of the wing room with Jiu'er in his arms, and when the thugs saw this, no one dared to stop them as if they were looking up to the gods of heaven and descending to earth, but they didn't dare to let the two of them leave at will, so they followed Mo Shaoying and the others unhurriedly and followed.

Until Mo Shaoying escorted the maids from "Lingyun" back to the gate of the "Wugui Pavilion" mansion in the "Special" Yongdao, these family guards still did not disperse. And this move also alarmed most of the doormen who had long since rested, and among them there were nosy people. Therefore, the corridor, which does not seem to be very crowded on weekdays, is already overcrowded.

"This is a new arrival? Look at the face of the people, why did you provoke the people of Sun Moon Mansion?"

"Hey, it seems that there is no good fruit to eat!"

"I don't think so, don't you see that none of these family members dare to go up and do it? I'm afraid that this new kid is not a good stubble. ”

"Hey, what do you know, tonight's dinner in the side hall is the blessing of this kid, it is said that this kid came to sit on an equal footing with the four elders of Shanyin and sit on an equal footing in the main hall to eat!"

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The crowd chattered and talked in private. However, the people in Sun Moon Lu did not dare to take a sip, they had seen Mo Shaoying's methods, so they naturally would not rush to humiliate themselves. They are waiting, waiting for Duan Changfeng or Chu Gongbei to appear.

Mo Shaoying was also waiting, but it was Murong Ke who was waiting.

He knew that the commotion was so loud that he might have already alarmed him. It's just that Murong Ke hasn't appeared until now, but it's quite intriguing.

After Mo Shaoying sent Jiu'er and the other maids into the stone gate, he was alone outside the stone gate, and couldn't help but think: "Jiu'er is the prince who rewarded me with a warm bed, no matter how arrogant he is in Chu Gongbei, he shouldn't come to my mansion to rob people directly, so what is the reason for him to be so arrogant?

Just when Mo Shaoying was thinking in surprise and suppressing Karasuma's anger, he saw that at the other end of the "special" corridor, after a faint commotion among the guests, Murong Ke, who was dressed in a purple brocade robe, finally led the Seven Killing Envoys Bai Mei, and Tang Yao, the army breaker, hurriedly stepped forward, looking at Mo Shaoying and the family members of the Sun Moon Lu on the other side of the Yongdao, his eyes moved, and his face was slightly gloomy: "Greedy wolf envoy, what's going on?"

Mo Shaoying said concisely: "This day the people of the Sun Moon Lu came to my house to rob people, and I went to pick them up, that's all." ”

When Murong Ke, the king of Ding'an, heard this, he was puzzled: "This king rewards Chu Gongzi with countless women on weekdays, how can he rob people, and who is he robbed?"

Mo Shaoying smiled faintly and said, "They robbed the ninth girl, as for why, I also want to ask." ”

Murong Ke, the king of Ding'an, was stunned, obviously a little unconvinced: "So, that Xiao Jiu has already been picked up?"

"Exactly. ”

Murong Ke said, "Can you let this king meet and ask clearly?"

Mo Shaoying bowed slightly, and just wanted to knock on the door to call Jiu'er to come to see him, but he heard someone shouting: "No need." ”

Everyone looked for prestige, and saw Duan Changfeng walking out from the crowd of Sun Moon Lu family members, and said to Murong Ke: "This matter is indeed my son's son's, and it has nothing to do with this Mo son." ”

Mo Shaoying saw that it was Duan Changfeng who had just fought with him, he smiled and did not reply, but his heart was full of doubts, just think: "This matter has nothing to do with him, I don't know why he came alone but disappeared from the main master Chu Gongbei?"

What Mo Shaoying thought was also what Murong Ke, the king of Ding'an, thought, but he hesitated slightly: "Brother Duan's words are true? I don't know where Gongzi Chu knew that this king sent Xiao Jiu to Gongzi Mo? Then why didn't Gongzi Chu explain it?"

Duan Changfeng frowned, knowing that this Murong Ke invited his nephew Chu Gongbei to come here to spend time and drink a little bit, so that he could use this to negotiate some conditions with the head Chu Yu in the future, so the two sides were just a mutually beneficial relationship.

Duan Changfeng had already seen through this, but now if this Murong Ke knew that my poor nephew was dead, he would definitely not return to protect him, but would favor this valuable young man in front of him, and maybe even kill the Sun Moon Lu and others in order to hide people's eyes, and at that time, even he, the third uncle, would not be spared, how could he ask for revenge?

And the treacherous kung fu of this young man in front of him is unfathomable, and the non-head Chu Yu and the elders can't fight against it, so he must go out alive and tell the sect what happened.

These were already thought of by Duan Changfeng on the way here, but frowning at this moment was that he couldn't think of any suitable reason to prevaricate and cover it up? Seeing Murong Ke's increasingly puzzled eyes, Duan Changfeng couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart, but when he saw a person behind Murong Ke, the king of Ding'an, shrunk his head and kept peeping, vaguely looking at the family under the sun and moon, Chu Gongbei saw the inspiration, and said in his heart: " My nephew, who is not a weapon, has just suffered a loss at the hands of Master Mo, and he feels that he has no face, so he asked me, my uncle, to come to deal with this matter, and I hope that the prince will forgive him. ”

Murong Ke, the king of Ding'an, said with a smile: "Where, this king has no intention of blaming, he just wants to ask on the spot to understand, so that things can be calmed." ”