where is the father

Chapter 8 Want an Antidote?take money to buy

Luo Xiaoyang shook the antidote in his hand, said with a smile: "It's very simple, you offer a price that satisfies me, and I'll sell it to you."

Let him use his own money to buy his own antidote?Is there any justice in this world?

Obviously, talking about the principles of heaven with Luo Xiaoyang will not work. In order to keep his hand, Mo Liang had no choice but to take out all the silver notes on his body, 3 taels of silver, 1 taels of gold... This is his savings. It was used for marrying a daughter-in-law, but in the end, he was cheated by this kid.

Looking at Luo Xiaoyang's back as he walked away, Mo Liang swore that when he meets this kid in the future, he must... take a detour!
Who is to blame?He brought the people back, and he injected the poison...

Luo Xiaoyang happily walked out of the street corner, stood on the long street, looked at the people all over the street, he was dumbfounded, where is mother?Mother must be very anxious when she finds out that he is missing, right?

He looked around, hoping to find the slim figure of his mother.

The sky was getting darker, and there were fewer and fewer people on the street, Xiao Yang began to be afraid, mother would never leave him alone, never.

Mother, why don't you come to pick up Xiaoyang.

He fought back tears not to fall, his thin body was very desolate in the cold wind.

At the end of the long street, under the huge locust tree, a black shadow attracted Xiao Yang's attention.

He was not a nosy child, but for some reason, the black shadow under the locust tree seemed to have an inexplicable attraction, drawing him closer.

It was a man with black blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his lips were black. Under the mottled shadow of the tree, his face could not be seen clearly, only the black and blue lips, which seemed to be a sign of poisoning.

Xiao Yang stretched out his hand to check his breath, and it seemed that he was still breathing. He took out a white porcelain bottle from the space ring, and the words Qingdu Dan were written on the bottle.

This is the elixir made by my mother. It was originally planned to be auctioned by a commercial company, and it will be temporarily placed here in Xiaoyang.

Mother's exhortations sounded in Xiaoyang's ears.

"This detoxification pill can sell for at least 3 taels of gold. You can't lose it. It took a lot of hard work for my mother. Keep it safe."

He shook his head, he couldn't care so much, saving people was the most important thing, the chubby hand opened the man's jaw, stuffed the elixir into his mouth, and used his vitality to transfer him to the esophagus to dissolve.

He also took out a kettle from the space ring, which was filled with the ancient spring water that my mother had found in the old forest. Using the ancient spring water to refine medicine, the medicine would be more effective.

After pouring the ancient spring water into the man's mouth, he drank a couple of sips himself, and a heavy drowsiness hit him. He lay on the strange man's lap and fell into a deep sleep.

He was always vigilant and shrewd, and would never fall asleep in the arms of a stranger, but today, he seemed really tired, and it seemed that this man he had never met gave him a little peace of mind.

The morning light spreads to the earth, and the sun rises in the east.

The man leaning under the locust tree, his eyelashes that were thick like a feather fan trembled slightly, his eyes opened suddenly, in the beautiful eyes of peach blossoms, there was a cold light, full of murderous intent.

Junmu swept around, but he didn't find the enemy he imagined. The memory flooded him. He was clearly poisoned, unable to speak, and unable to move. He watched his eighteen cavalry passing by, but couldn't speak. There was a voice calling for help, and after five years, he was poisoned by her again. Is she too clever, or is he too careless?

The peach blossom eyes were full of murderous intent, that woman, damn it, he will let her die of all the pain in the world, he will make her feel the feeling that life is worse than death.

Just about to move his body, he found a little man on his lap, a little boy who slept soundly and sweetly, his soft black hair fluttered in the morning breeze, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth wet a large part of his trouser legs, it was very strange He has a cleanliness, but he doesn't feel dirty.

(End of this chapter)