Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Mu Yu said anxiously: "What are you going to do? You are still injured." Sima Huangyu also looked at her nervously.

"I'm fine. If he doesn't detoxify quickly, I'm afraid he will die when the silver needles can't stop him." Fan Tianluo sat behind Mo Xingchen, and slowly pressed a pair of small hands on his back.

The Heaven-shocking Art was working, and the internal force began to invade Mo Xingchen's meridians. When she came into contact with the poisonous gas, she obviously felt paralyzed, which made her very frightened. The poison is really powerful.

Closing their eyes, calming down and mobilizing their internal energy, Mu Yu and Sima Huangyu saw the silver needle on Mo Xingchen's chest slowly dripping black liquid, until the silver needle was pushed out of the body and fell out.

Fan Tianluo's forehead was sweating quickly, her face was pale, and her small pink mouth turned beige, which shows that she was seriously injured to detoxify Mo Xingchen.

Mu Yu and Sima Huangyu couldn't help at all, they were so anxious that they could only watch Fan Tianluo's face getting whiter and paler.

Ten minutes later, the silver needles on Mo Xingchen's body were almost gone, and there was a black layer all around, with an extremely fishy smell, but it was obvious that the poison on his body could subside, and his skin color began to slowly return to normal.

"Xiaoluo, take a rest first, and take a pill to refresh yourself." Mu Yu saw that there were still three silver needles that hadn't fallen off, but Fantianluo was almost on the verge of falling, and couldn't help reminding him that he knew this method was very dangerous. Consuming God, Fan Tianluo had tried it on him before, but unfortunately the cold poison was too stubborn to be expelled from the silver needle at all, so it could only be suppressed.

Mo Xingchen, who was being supported by Sima Huangyu, suddenly opened his eyes. He felt a little dazed all of a sudden. He felt a tingling pain in his body and a warm current intertwined. He was scratching his head for a while.

"Xiaoluo, Xingchen has woken up, stop quickly and let him detoxify himself." Sima Huangyu yelled when she saw Mo Xingchen wake up.

Fan Tianluo pressed heavily with both hands suddenly, and the last three silver needles on Mo Xingchen's body flew out, and the black liquid also flowed out.

"Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo!" Sima Huangyu hugged Fan Tianluo who fell down. At this moment, Fan Tianluo had blood on the corner of his mouth, exhausted, and fell into a coma.

Mo Xingchen turned around abruptly, and saw Fan Tianluo's pale face, lifeless like a broken doll, and felt pain in his heart, he already knew exactly what happened just now.

"How are you?" Mu Yu asked Mo Xingchen with deep eyes.

"I'm fine." After Mo Xingchen settled his expression, he took out a jade box from the ring, shook his hands slightly, and opened it slowly. Inside was a pink pill the size of a soybean, emitting A medicinal fragrance that makes people extremely comfortable.

"Give it to her." Mo Xingchen handed it to Mu Yu. Mu Yu didn't delay after taking a look at him. With the help of Sima Huangyu, she immediately gave it to Fan Tianluo.

Mo Xingchen lowered his black eyes, looking at the empty jade box, he seemed a little excited, and the veins on the back of his hands were protruding.

"What kind of pill is this? It must be very precious?" Mu Yu noticed his abnormality.

"She'll be fine." Mo Xingchen raised his head, took a breath and put the jade box away, looked at Fan Tianluo's little face that had quickly recovered to pink, his eyes softened, and his heart seemed to soften.

He reached out and took out a set of clothes to put on, then looked at his shoulders and frowned. Although all the toxins had been removed, the wound was quite hideous.

"Hmm." At this moment, Fan Tianluo moaned softly from her small mouth, and slowly opened her eyes with her long eyelashes fluttering twice.

"Xiaoluo, are you awake? You scared us to death." Sima Huangyu hugged her tightly, as if afraid of her disappearing.

"Let go of Xiaoluo, she's almost out of breath." Mu Yu immediately reached out and patted the hand on Fantianluo's shoulder that was an eyesore to her boss, Ma Huangyu.