A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 729 Lang Mo, I want to detoxify as soon as possible

Chapter 729 Lang Mo, I want to detoxify as soon as possible

This compartment.

For the Tianshi clan, the Arc de Triomphe Square was turbulent, and it was doomed that this night would not be peaceful.

In the dense jungle of the Mochizuki Forest adjacent to Morocco, Langmo stands tall and facing the wind.

Earlier, he took the 500 people that Ferre entrusted to him and sneaked into the Mochizuki forest in batches, only to train a group of absolute elites for Ferre to kill the enemy.Therefore, Ferre said that as long as one-fifth of these 500 people survived, it would be enough to set off a bloody storm in the Beast God Continent.

After all, among other things Ferre secretly drugged these people.

Lang Mo didn't know what the effect of the medicine was, but it was not difficult to see from Didison's livid face that the medicine was definitely not a good bird.However, Lang Mo didn't pay attention to these things.

"Did you find out?" Lang Mo said coldly.

Empty eyes, I don't know where to look.The clenched heart is like a falcon in chains, unable to fly and parked illegally.Bumping and wandering in the quiet and boundless sky, living without a fixed place.

"There are some eyebrows, but it's hard to tell the truth from the fake." Didison said humbly.Unlike the perfunctory treatment of Ferre and others, he recognized Wolf Madison from the bottom of his heart, and even told Lang Mo the fierceness hidden in the deepest part of his heart one by one. Disaster.The appearance of Lang Mo gave him new hope.

"What is it?" Lang Mo's indifferent face, but at this moment a little anxiety flashed, and even his tone showed a little eagerness.As the ink wolf tribe's inheritance memory was absorbed bit by bit, the fragments that flickered intermittently in his mind appeared more and more frequently, making him restless.

Counting the time, he has already forgotten when was the last time he slept soundly?

If it were someone else, I'm afraid he would have been unable to hold on and collapsed.It was Lang Mo who dared to be so willful relying on his strength!During this period of time, the beasts in Mochizuki Forest almost suffered a devastating killing.Fortunately, Lang Mo was still a little sensible, and stopped in time without causing a massacre.

"According to various indications, I suspect the long-lost poison of Wangqingsan in your body. It is reported that this poison may cause memory confusion, and those who lack concentration may have emotional transfer..." Didison said seriously.As expected of a doctor specially hired by the Four Seas Commercial Firm, in less than two months, he actually figured out the poison seven or eight points.If it were someone else, it would be difficult to judge, after all, the poison effect of Wangqing Powder is too psychedelic, who would have thought that the effect of this medicine is on mental memory.

"Can it be solved?" Lang Mo frowned, showing a little persistence.

Didison shook his head slightly, looking hesitant.

After thinking about it for a long time, he said calmly: "The preparation method of Wangqing powder has long been lost. Detoxification is difficult, too difficult. Unless you can find the formula of Wangqing powder, and then study it, there may be a possibility of resolving it. Wangqing powder makes people forget their feelings, even if the former lover I don’t even know it right in front of my eyes, besides, if I force them to be together, I might cough up blood, have a heart attack..."

"Do you know who Wangqing San came from?" Lang Mo said coldly.

I control my own life!
Knowing that Fei Lei has ulterior motives, how could Lang Mo be willing to hand over his weaknesses to him and let him handle them.Moreover, Lang Mo secretly wondered whether the poison he was poisoned had something to do with Ferre?With this doubt, Lang Mo quietly began to select suitable personnel from the group of people that Ferre handed over to him.

So what if Gaffney is guarding him?
As long as he wants to move his mind, even Ferre is useless.

Not to mention, it's just a Gaffney.

"Empire, Yangyang." Fei Lei said: "However, Yangyang has passed away for more than two hundred years, and even his descendants have disappeared."

"Find out his descendants or disciples, I need to detoxify as soon as possible." Lang Moguo said decisively.

Didison was stunned, but he didn't dare to refute Langmo's words. He lowered his head and said, "Yes."

"How is the situation in Qingnan?" Lang Mo asked.

Didison replied: "Qingnan held a gathering meeting recently, and all the forces gathered in the Tianshi Clan's Hive City. However, the meeting was adjourned yesterday, and the latest news has not yet come." After staying in Yubei for decades, there is naturally a source of information.

In the past, he didn't dare to act rashly if he was not strong enough.

Now the situation has changed, and many things are obviously wrong, and there are people who help them secretly.

After letting go of your hands and feet, you will naturally get more news!

"Will there be a Wind Chasing Tribe at the meeting held?" Lang Mo asked, for some reason, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous when asking.His stern face was filled with imperceptible panic and fear.

However, he hid it so deeply that even Didison, who was as vigilant as he was, couldn't notice it.

"Yes." When nodding, Didison looked at Lang Mo with a little more respect in his eyes. He knows the world without going out. How did Lang Mo do it?After a pause, he went on to say: "The Tribe of Chasing the Wind rose from Qingnan Xuelongling a year ago, and in just one year, it has squeezed into the top five powers in Qingnan, ranking with Tianshi, Tianhe, Giant Elephant and other major tribes in Qingnan. Mao, according to the person who delivered the news last time, the strength of the Zhufeng tribe will never lose to the Tianshi and Tianhe clans."

Lang Mo was silent.

For a moment.

"When will the latest news be sent back?" Lang Mo asked.

Didison said, "It's about time!"

The Saker is extremely fast, at least ten times faster than the message bird.Of course, not everyone can use Sakers to deliver messages. Sakers are extremely difficult to tame, and each one is very precious.

"Shhhh-"

As soon as Didison finished speaking, a piercing sound echoed above his head.

But I saw a handsome Saker circling in the air a few times, then bent down and rushed down, landing on Didison's right shoulder.Standing still, the falcon raised its wings and urged Didison to take down the letter. A pair of sharp eagle eyes swept towards Lang Mo sharply. When they met Lang Mo's cold pupils, he hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head quietly.

Seeing this, Didison chuckled.

Saker has an arrogant personality and only recognizes one master in his life.Lang Mo can make him submit and bow his head at a glance, this method is very powerful!After untying the letter, Didison didn't rush to read it, but handed it to Langmo.

Lang Mo took it, unfolded the letter and read it.

"...At the meeting, the Chasing Wind Tribe took advantage of the momentum, killed several provocateurs of the tribe with powerful and domineering methods, and established its position in Qingnan with blood. In one fell swoop, it severely injured Qingli of the Tianshi Clan and shocked all the forces that coveted the Zhufeng Tribe. According to observations, the Zhufeng Tribe has already secured its position as one of the four giants in Qingnan..."

The letter detailed the details of what happened at the meeting, and Lang Mo's obscure eyes fixed on the paragraph describing the Wind Chasing Tribe.In the end, he fixed his eyes on the word Jiang Qing, touched the two characters lightly with his fingertips, and murmured: "Jiang Qing——"

"Ahem!" As soon as he yelled these two words, Lang Mo couldn't help coughing out a mouthful of bright red blood.

Didison was shocked, and hurriedly said, "Lang Mo, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, find the antidote to Wangqing San as soon as possible. Let people keep an eye on the Qingnan Zhufeng Tribe. I need to know every plant and tree in the Zhufeng Tribe at all times..." Lang Mo's faint voice disappeared into the loneliness with the wind In the cool breeze, there seemed to be nothing left except for the remaining blood.

(End of this chapter)

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