Loser Princess Defies Heaven

So Mo Qingge went to the dungeon to collect all the poisoned blood from several zombies, and then adapted the right blood type from the soldiers, so as to exchange blood for the four poisoned people.

Before and after, it took a day and a night.

After changing the blood, the four poisoned people got out of danger and gradually returned to normal.

Although this method is feasible, it costs too much. If it is popularized, it will not be enough.

Therefore, Mo Qingge gave up the idea and stayed in Shuixian Pavilion all day long to study the antidote with the saint.

About ten days later, according to the order, Dongdu was divided into ten areas, and some religious sects were responsible for cleaning up the zombies.

According to the toxicity described by Mo Qingge, they can easily tell with naked eyes which stage each zombie has reached.

In this way, we can quickly determine whether to kill or catch.

Most of the sects cooperated with each other and tried their best, but a few of them were unable to control the situation or deal with zombies, which caused more chaos.

In addition, the emperor sometimes sent people to slaughter, the scene was miscellaneous.

More than ten days later, the situation in Dongdu has improved and become much more orderly.

Most of the zombies were captured by different sects and imprisoned for the time being.

However, there are too many sources of infection and more and more zombies. The situation in Dongdu is still very serious.

During this period, Fengxi left Dongdu alone to convey the will of the demon emperor, and ordered the demon family to stay still.

As a result, except for the eastern capital, the whole world is still peaceful and there is no wave of war.

……

Moonlight such as wash, cool halo sprinkled into the window, more show a trace of confusion, a trace of quietly Pathetique.

The atmosphere in the room is calm and warm, and the light and shadow of the candlestick are shaking, which makes it more charming.

"Uncle Huang, take the medicine."

Mo Qingge handed him the decoction, but he didn't take it.

"Why, don't you want to drink?" She asked, stunned.

Gu felt dissatisfied and said, "Ge'er used to feed me by hand."

Light tone, how to listen to how some proud.

"Uncle Huang, your internal injury has been much better in the past two days." She asked with a smile.

Gu Mian Mo raised her eyes and threw a resentful look at her, pretending to be helpless: "not good."

Mo Qingge looks a little worried and asks, "is there anything else uncomfortable?"

"Dizziness."

"Ah?" Mo Qingge touched his forehead, but didn't find anything different. He asked, "what else?"

"Chest tightness."

"What else?"

"It hurts."

"What else?"

"Both hands hurt."

Mo Qingge

Uncle Huang, I have something to say. It's not that I can't understand such a roundabout.

However, she didn't tear it down. Instead, she said softly in a tone of cooperation: "well, the singer has to feed you by hand."

Sweet voice, Qin into the bottom of my heart, for a moment, a burst of joy in his heart.

That's a good song.

"Uncle Huang." Mo Qingge said to him as he fed him, "it's dangerous to kill the soul and poison the enemy. I'm afraid you can't cure this internal injury for a while, so I promise that if it's not a matter of life and death, you won't use Xuanli any more."

"Well." He readily agreed, "listen to the music."

What songs say is what they say.

"Demon queen!"

Suddenly, someone came out of the hall, in a hurry, as if something big had happened.

"What's the matter?" She asked calmly.

"There is an old friend outside Qiyun hall." The bodyguard reported the truth.

"Old friend?" Mo Qingge slightly stunned, still did not put in the heart, "what old friend?"

"No nightmare." The guard blurted out.

It's the ghost king without nightmare.

What did he do in Qiyun hall?

Then, the bodyguard added: "that old friend, with a seriously injured childe, said it was... Said it was begging you to save childe Helian!"

"Rong Jin?" Mo Qingge put down the medicine bowl in his hand, worried suddenly, "what happened to him?"

She didn't notice at all, her uncle's face turned black into carbon.

The bodyguard lowered his eyes and said, "that young master has been haunted. His skin has turned green. It seems that he is about to enter the third stage!"

"What?"

If it enters the third stage, the poisoned person will lose his life and only one remains.

It sounds that Rong Jin's situation is not optimistic.

"I'll go and have a look!" So Mo Qingge didn't want to delay.

But as soon as she got up, she was pulled back by a big hand.

The voice of resentment, in the ear: "song, do not go!"

Mo Qingge looked into his eyes and said, "Uncle Huang, it's important to save people. Rong Jin is in danger. If I go late, he may die."

"Ge'er is very interested in that peach blossom eye." Gu Mian Mo snorted coldly, and his tone was not happy.

"He saved your life before escaping from the secret place. Now his life is in danger. I can't ignore it." Mo Qingge patiently explained, "Uncle Huang, you have not recovered from your injury, so you have a good rest in the inner hall. Ge'er saves people and will be back soon."

Gu Mian's inky face is a little reluctant, a little sad.

But when it came to this, he had to compromise and said, "well, I'll go after the song."

He glanced at the unfinished half bowl of soup on the table, still didn't want to let the girl go.

Mo Qingge had no choice but to smile: "Ge'er has to go to save people as soon as possible. Uncle Huang is good. Drink it by yourself. Ge'er will feed you when he comes back, eh?"

Words fall, she low Mou kisses to kiss his lips Cape, no longer say what, left the inner temple in a hurry.

"Song, come back!"

Seeing her go away in a hurry, Gu Mian Mo's face was a bit gloomy.

Helian Rongjin, it's a good time for you to come!

"Your Majesty." Kneeling in his Highness's bodyguard, whispered, "or, come down to feed you?"

"Go away!"

Gu Mian Mo's heart was disgusted, and he slapped the bodyguard out with a backhand, with anger.

Had it not been for this talkative guy, Ge'er would not have been in such a hurry to save that peach blossom eye.

damn!

"Ah..." the bodyguard fell heavily outside the hall and vomited blood.

Gu Mo's fingers curled up tightly, and he was attacked by some mysterious force. His meridians flowed against each other. There was a trace of red blood on his lips. Juechen's face was covered with a layer of pale.

A mouthful of blood, gushing out, meridians fracture, piercing, but less than one tenth of heartache.

Ge'er, do you really care about that peach blossom eye?

He was hurt, and Ge'er wanted to run to him.

"Your Majesty, take care of yourself." The bodyguard said with trembling concern, "drink the medicine quickly."

Let your majesty be angry with you for being a servant of him, then he deserves to die.

Gu felt angry, and knocked over the remaining half bowl of decoction. The porcelain pieces were broken and the decoction was scattered on the ground.

The air pressure of the whole body seems to be several degrees cold.

The guards outside were so scared and sweaty that they didn't dare to breathe.

Your majesty seems really angry.

They'd better not go in and provoke.