Chapter 97 Poison

Seeing that the poison would not hurt Mo Chen's life, Shi Lang was relieved. However, even if the poison is fierce, as long as you know the ingredients, you can detoxify him.

"Linger, take advantage of Mo Chen's martial arts skills being suppressed and fight quickly!" A strong murderous intention flashed in the cold words, but Ye Chen hid it well and did not let Situling notice it.

Situ Ling tightened the red silk in his hand. As long as he was ruthless, Mo Chen would die today... Looking up at Mo Chen, his ruddy cheeks turned pale because of poison, and the black lines curved from his neck to climb up the rock.

"Linger, now there is a great opportunity in front of you. If you don't cherish it and think about killing your enemies in the future, it will be difficult to reach the sky!" Ye Chen saw that Situ Ling had not taken action for a long time, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Master, uncle, why are you here?" After Mo Yuche sent the guests away, he didn't see the master and Mo Chen. He asked and learned that Mo Shi seemed to have gone to the back door.

Mo Yuche soon noticed something was wrong. His uncle's face was pale and his face was covered with black thin lines, and a man and a woman standing not far away exuded a strong murderous atmosphere. Master, what happened?

Seeing someone coming over, Situ Ling's tight heartstrings actually loosened. At the moment when the Lord let himself do it, he actually had the idea of giving up!

Situ Ling looked at Mo Chen. That man is the love of his life! It's his own biological father! Situ Ling suddenly found that he had hated him over the years and wanted to kill him, entirely because he still loved him and missed him!

This sudden cognition made Situ Ling unacceptable. The person who had hated him for more than ten years finally found that he still loved him!

"Ah!" Situling's heart tightened, and then it seemed that tens of millions of ants were gnawing in his heart. The pain made Situling couldn't help exhaling. How could this happen? Situling covered his chest tightly, and his face turned white because of the pain.

Ye Chen knew at a glance that the heart-eating insect in Situ Ling's body had an attack. "Linger, do you still have feelings for him!" Ye Chen frowned and took Situ Ling into his arms, and his dark eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light.

"Lord..." The pain in his chest like thousands of ants gnawing made Situ Ling's pale face more and more ugly. Ling'er is not still in love with him... Ling'er is just... I just think that he is Ling'er's father..."

As soon as the words fell, Situ Ling suddenly shivered and inexplicably felt cold. That kind of cold is not the cold wind blowing on the body, but the coldness emitted from the bottom of the heart and gradually spread to the muscles and veins of the body and penetrated into the bones.

"Wrong!" Shi Lang sighed. Che boy, they are the masters of the temples and the masters of the two palaces. At first, Shi Lang did not know that the masked man in front of him was the owner of the temples rumored that the dragon saw no end. It was not until Ye Chen took action to hurt Mo Chen that Shi Lang recognized him from the flying knife.

It is said that the lords of the temples are best at using hidden weapons such as darts and flying knives, and all the hidden weapons he uses have unique marks, that is, the tail of each dark weapon is wrapped with satin, and it is embroidered with small night characters.

Shi Lang saw the night words on the flying knife that knew that the person in front of him was the lord of the temples.

"The Temples?" Mo Hei's eyes narrowed slightly, and Mo Yuche turned around and looked at the two people. The man's dark gold mask covered his face, and the woman's face was also covered by a red veil. It turned out to be the lord of the temples and the lord of the second palace. Since you have come, why don't you come to the house to talk about it?

He has been assassinated many times by mysterious people in black, all of which are related to these temples. Even if they don't come today, he will come to him in person.

Ye Chen glanced coldly at Mo Yuche, and his sarcastic smile rippled on his mouth, "It turned out to be the Seventh Prince. I heard that today is the seventh prince's happy day. The Seventh Prince is willing to leave his two beautiful wives and talk next?"

Situ Ling felt colder and colder, and her petite body couldn't help trembling in Yechen's arms. That kind of cold can't be solved by temperature. Lord...Linger is so cold..."

Ye Chen gently pulled back the hair hanging in his ear for Situ Ling and said gently, "Linger, as long as you are ruthless in your heart, you can relieve this bone-eating pain and cold."

The heart is ruthless. You can't be moved to anyone. As long as you are moved, the heart-eating poison will attack.

Are you ruthless in your heart? Situling couldn't help smiling bitterly. If he could really be ruthless in his heart, he would kill him while Mo Chen was restrained by drugs. Lord, I'm afraid Linger... I'm afraid I can't do it..."

Situ Ling is not without doubt about this inexplicable pain and chill, but she also knows in her heart that her life was saved by the Lord. If the Lord really wants his life, she will not hesitate to respond.

The hand hidden in his sleeve is tightly held, as if he can't help killing Mo Chen. Linger, why do you still love him now? Even if he hurts you so deeply, are you willing to endure the heart-eating pain and deep cold and unwilling to forget him?"

Really feeling the breath of death, Situ Ling found that she had been out for so many years. If it hadn't been in the name of hatred, she would have been out of the world.

"The most wrong thing Linger has done in her life... is to meet him and... fall in love with him." The pain of devouring became more and more intense, and Situling had to stop taking a deep breath to suppress the pain. But Linger did the most correct thing in her life... is... to meet him..."

Are you going to die? The heart-eating pain seems to be gradually fading, and the coldness gradually dissipates... It's good that Er Niangling can come to accompany you... Situling only feels that the pain is gradually relieved and her consciousness is gradually blurred. In the end, she only feels dark in front of her eyes, and she doesn't know anything.

Ye Chen looked at Situ Ling, who had fallen asleep in his arms, and his clenched hand gradually loosened. Lier, sleep well. I'll solve what you can't do for you. He took out a small black bottle from his arms and poured out a pill and stuffed it into Situling's mouth, and then gently hugged Situling to the wall and let her sit against the wall.

Situ Ling's words fell into Mo Chen and others. Mo Chen looked guilty, and Shi Lang stared at Mo Chen, while Mo Yuche frowned and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Dead grinding, let's see what kind of romantic debt you have caused! I and Che boy have been implicated by you. Shi Lang groaned angrily, but there was no malicious element in his words.

"Shi Lang, it's your good brother's fault. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have to go to hell for tea with the king of hell today." After placing Situ Ling, Yechen got up and stood five meters away in front of the three people. A trace of red light appeared in his dark eyes. "As for the seventh prince, you are not in the roster of this hall."

Situ Ling hates Mo Chen and Shi Lang, and nothing happened to Mo Yuche. The reason why the temples assassinated Mo Yuche was that someone bought his head at a high price.

"Oh?" Mo Yuche pulled out a playful smile. "There is a legend in the martial arts, and there must be casualties as soon as the lords of the temples come out. It seems that I am lucky today that I am not in the Lord's roster. Should I thank the Lord for his mercy?

Yechen also raised a playful smile, but it was covered by a mask and no one could see it. The meaning of the seventh prince's words is that he wants to intervene in the matter of this palace? There are countless people who died at the hands of Ye Chen, including the important ministers of the imperial court and relatives of the emperor. And one more seven princes is not a big deal for him.

"Che boy, this is a feud between us and him. Sooner or later, it will be resolved. It has nothing to do with you. Go back quickly." The lifeline of Mo Asahi is still in his hands. How can Mo Chen implicate him?

Ning Wanwan did not hide what she had predicted in those years, and Shi Lang also understood after listening to Mo Chen's words. Apprentice, these are the sins suffered by the master and your uncle, which should be solved by us. You just got married today or go back to accompany Xiao Luoer..."

In Shi Lang's heart, his daughter-in-law is only Lin Xiaoluo. As for Miss Liu's family, Shi Lang is completely regarded as air.

"Master." Although Mo Yuche also wants to accompany Luo Er, the current matter is more important. The temples sent people to assassinate me three or twice, and the king of this account also asked them to settle the account.

Mo Yuche doesn't want to have assassins coming to his house in the future. It doesn't matter to him, but it's not appropriate to hurt Luo Er.

Shi Lang and Mo Chen looked at each other and understood what the other was thinking. In this case, let's stay." At least he is also an apprentice taught by the stinky stone, and the boy's talent Mochen also knows it.

"What, are the three of you teaming up?" Ye Chen smiled evilly. Even if the three of them really go to the night together, he is very confident in his martial arts.

Mo Yuche glanced at Ye Chen, and a smile appeared on his cold face, "I can deal with you alone." Ye Chen is arrogant, and Mo Yuche is more arrogant than him.

"Haha!" Ye Chen laughed as if he heard a joke. "There are countless people in this hall, but I have never met such an arrogant person as the prince. However, I like your nature."

Master, after reaching a peak, removing his prestige, the most left is loneliness. It is the lifelong wish of every master to meet a comparable opponent. For Ye Chen, the seven princes of the Mo Dynasty in front of him are his opponents!

Mo Yuche glanced at Ye Chen with disgust, "I am loved by the Lord, but it's a pity that I am not good at Longyang."

Ye Chen couldn't help laughing more happily, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. The seventh prince can rest assured that this hall is not as good as Longyang.

"Master, you take your uncle to detoxify first, and leave it to the apprentice here." Although I don't know what poison my uncle was poisoned, I saw that the master and uncle were not panicked, and I thought the poison was not very strong.

It's just that poison is always harmful. Since he is here to solve the problem, the master can take his uncle to detoxify.