"Ah? What's going on?" Xun'er was keenly aware of the strangeness, his brows were furrowed, and said, "How did my father's face become so virtuous?"

Ling Luo narrowed her eyes slightly, and said, "It's nothing, it's just that the poison was forced to the face."

"Forced to the face?" Xun'er expressed displeasure, her pink lips pursed, and said, "My father is the number one handsome guy in Dongchen Kingdom, wouldn't this be disfiguring? Don't do it."

The corners of Ling Luo's lips curled slightly, and said: "No, Xun'er, you think too much. It won't stay on your face forever."

Xun'er pursed his lips, looking unhappy.

Time passed slowly, and the black and purple spots on Luo Ge's face gathered more and more. In the end, the entire face became extremely eerie.

Ling Luo stood up, walked to Luo Ge's back, then took out a pair of gold needles from the black jade space ring, and stuck them on the main points of his cerebellum and back of the neck.

"Will Daddy hurt?" Xun'er had a pained look on her face, as if the person who was stabbed was herself.

Ling Luo finished the last one, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and said: "Luo Ge is in a deep coma now, personnel and affairs are unknown, and the six senses have been blocked, how could he feel pain."

"Oh, that's good." Xun'er's face immediately changed from cloudy to sunny.

The residual poison of the heart-burning grass on Luo Ge's face gradually gathered on the golden needle along the tendons and veins from the face.

The golden needle is three inches long, one inch into the body, and the remaining two inches are exposed to the air.

After about a quarter of an hour, the purple-black venom, along the two-inch golden needles exposed outside the body, gathered into drops drop by drop, and dripped into the bottle that Ling Luo had prepared in advance.

Until the bottle was full, what dripped from the golden needle turned into a transparent and colorless liquid.

"All right."

Ling Luo sighed softly, put the bottle containing the venom aside, and pulled out the golden needle.

In the liquid medicine, Luo Ge's face returned to its original state, white as the first snow, and as handsome as a banished fairy.

Ling Luo turned around and began to concentrate on studying the poisons. Different poisons may have different effects when they enter the body of practitioners with different attributes.

Under the glazed lamp, Ling Luo studied carefully, time passed unconsciously, and at some point, the surroundings became quiet.

Xun'er's chattering voice disappeared, replaced by a burst of shallow, steady breathing.

Ling Luo turned her head and found that Luo Xun'er had fallen asleep next to the medicated tub, with a small stream of saliva still hanging on her lips.

She put down the silver needles and medicinal herbs dipped in venom in her hand, got up and walked to Xun'er's side, hugged her small body, put her on Luo Ge's bed, and then tucked her in the quilt.

As soon as Xing'er's head touched the pillow, he immediately changed from a light sleep to a deep sleep, and even ten cows couldn't pull back.

The corners of Ling Luo's lips raised slightly, and a warm color flashed in his eyes, then he returned to the table and continued to study the venom.

After about an hour, she took out a pen and paper, wrote down a herbal prescription for internal use, stretched her waist, and took a deep breath.

That's it.

With a smile on her lips, she took the piece of paper, put it near her lips, and gently blew on the wet ink.

Just when Ling Luo raised her head, she suddenly met a pair of extremely clear ice blue eyes.

Those icy eyes were like stars, like a deep sea.

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