Master's Chief Disciple

When Mu Huayan and the others arrived at the scene, they saw a person standing in the air. Mu Huayan tried to stop Gao Moqiu and the others.

"You stay within the barrier."

After leaving the barrier, Mu Huayan stopped, took a deep breath, and walked forward.

"Miss Mu, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The person in the void flashed to the ground. It was none other than Xiao He from before. The dragon clan members who had been surrounding the corpse dispersed.

At this moment, Mu Huayan's heart was in her throat. After she saw clearly that the body was not Qiu Shi, she did not even breathe a sigh of relief.

Because the person lying motionless on the ground was Ling Shang, she staggered back a step, looking slightly shocked.

"What? Is Miss Mu scared?"

"It seems that Miss Mu doesn't like the surprise I gave her."

This sentence kept ringing in Mu Huayan's ears. She knew what it meant, and before she could think deeply about it,

The dragon clan members who were trying to stop him from approaching suddenly fell to the ground. Xiao He came to her and a short blade flew out from her palm.

Xiao He grabbed the short blade that was floating only two inches away from his forehead, his eyes were cold.

"Don't panic, Miss Mu. I won't do anything to hurt you."

"I came here only to tell Miss Mu that Ling Shang was imprisoned before he entered the Black Water Territory."

Mu Huayan was stunned after hearing this, and a chill rose up on her back for no reason.

There was no need for Xiao He to lie, because Ling Shang was indeed dead.

What really scared her was that it wasn't Ling Shang who entered the Black Waters. Her eyes gradually became fierce.

Xiao He crushed the short blade, walked around Mu Huayan, and then came to Ling Shang again, speaking without any emotion.

"So, the person who entered the Black Water Cliff Region that day was naturally me."

"If you want to blame someone, blame Ling Shang for being too kind-hearted. He is not fit to be the king of saving lives."

Such words and Xiao He's actions are really terrifying when you think about it carefully.

"Miss Mu, please say goodbye to him. Xiao will take his leave."

Mu Huayan stood there for a long while, her hands shaking unconsciously. If the king of the poison warriors was replaced, it would mean that they would have one more enemy in the future.

As he gradually approached the person lying motionless on the ground, he suddenly felt a strong murderous aura in the distance. When he raised his eyes, a poisonous arrow was whistling towards him.

She dodged it narrowly, but she could not have imagined that she would hear the sound of breaking air and three or five poisonous arrows flew past her.

The target was the barrier behind her. Her pupils trembled slightly. She heard the familiar sound of breaking through the air and the familiar breath.

She turned her head suddenly, and then there was the crisp sound of the barrier breaking.

The two layers of the barrier collapsed.

Click!

"Nanxi!"

The sharp arrow shattered the protective shield that Nan Xi had shaken open, and scattered fragments scattered around the sharp arrow.

Mu Huayan's beautiful eyes trembled, and she stumbled and fell after taking a step. Tears welled up in her eyes as the sand was blown up.

Her heart choked, her face turned pale, and the sound of the arrow piercing her skin was clear.

Blood flowed out of Gao Moqiu's right shoulder, and the poison instantly spread throughout his body. He knelt on the ground holding the arrow, and the blood dripped onto the ground and turned into blood flowers.

Nan Xi screamed heartbreakingly, "Gao Moqiu!"

Mu Huayan held the arrow with trembling hands. At this moment, the Taoist couple mark on their hands flashed. She wiped the blood from the corner of Gao Moqiu's mouth.

She could clearly sense that he was in real pain, and she could even empathize with the pain of having the arrow pulled out.

Outside a room in Cang Mi Hai, Nan Xi and his companions paced back and forth, looking anxious.

Mu Huayan's low voice came from the room, "Impossible, how could this happen."

Nan Xi and the others broke into the room. No matter what they did, the toxins in his body could not be forced out. His chest gradually turned black, and the smell of a rotting corpse filled the air.

When she touched it, she saw a black sticky substance. Nan Xi covered her face with both hands, tears streaming down her fingers.

"Senior Sister, Gao Moqiu, is Gao Moqiu beyond saving?"

Nanxi knelt in front of the bed and cried.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, if it weren't for me..."

Mu Huayan sat there for a long while, letting the tears fill her eyes. If she had been more careful and reacted faster, none of this would have happened.

"No, Senior Sister will find a way to save him, even if it means changing his fate."

Nan Xi suddenly noticed that the Taoist mark on her palm gradually became transparent, which meant that Gao Moqiu's life was entering a countdown.

Mu Huayan was so frightened that she couldn't speak for a moment, and her body kept shaking.

The pharmacists in Cang Mi Hai were also unable to cure the poison and all looked depressed.

Nan Xi couldn't accept this result and screamed like crazy, "Gao Moqiu, get up!"

"What do you want by lying in bed all this time, huh?"

Nan Xi kept shaking his arms, feeling the temperature of his skin gradually cooling down, and after a few moments she completely collapsed.

"I don't believe it, I don't accept it, I don't want to see your blackened body."

"I asked you to get up, but you pretended not to hear me."

The pharmacists held onto Nan Xi, who was breaking down and crying. Mu Huayan's eyes were dazed and she was in despair.

Ling Shang's death, the replacement of the king of the poison masters with the sinister and vicious Xiao He, was already enough to give her a headache.

Gao Moqiu was seriously injured and almost dying, which made her fall into deep despair.

If Gao Moqiu really died, many causes and effects would be lost, which would be disadvantageous to them, but beneficial to the Seven Star Thunder Sect.

All previous efforts will vanish into thin air...

The mark on the palm of his hand became more and more transparent, and Gao Moqiu's life force was gradually fading away.

Click.

Mu Huayan was startled, and then she realized that it was the sound of Qiu Shi crushing the spirit butterfly. It was this crisp sound that brought her a ray of light.

"Oh, right, Seven Blood Vine, Seven Blood Vine, it can cure all poisons."

She hurriedly took out the Seven Blood Vine, and even at the cost of her 200 years of life, she immediately cut off a small piece of the Seven Blood Vine and refined it.

After the powder entered his body, it did have an effect. The black sticky substance dissipated in an instant, and his body returned to its original state.

But to completely remove the toxins from his body, this amount of medicine is naturally not enough.

When the others saw that she wanted to use her body to make medicine, they all tried to dissuade her. Nan Xi grabbed her wrist worriedly.

"Senior sister, if this is the case, your body won't be able to handle it."

Mu Huayan smiled calmly, "Nanxi, I have a more important task for you."

Mu Huayan waved her hand and asked everyone to leave the room. A hidden message entered the ears of Nan Xi and the others.

"Senior sister, senior sister!"

Nan Xi looked sad, with tears in her eyes, and was very scared in her heart, but there was nothing she could do at the moment, so she could only pray for them.

"Senior sister, Gao Moqiu, you must be okay."

If one wants to refine the entire Seven Blood Vine within one hour, it will take a thousand years of life. Mu Huayan's eyes were firm.

An hour later, the Seven Blood Vine was refined, but the 1,200 years of her lifespan had left her body extremely weak.

After finally standing firmly, she suddenly felt her legs go weak, her chest feel heavy, she had trouble breathing, and she was so weak that she even had difficulty speaking.

Mu Huayan used all her strength to grab Gao Moqiu's arm, tears welling up in her eyes, hoping that she could hold on.

She leaned close to his lips, and as a strong medicinal fragrance emanated, Gao Moqiu gradually woke up.

Mu Huayan, who noticed the slight movement, opened her eyes and met his blurred gaze.

"You, do you still have..."

Gao Moqiu shook his head stiffly. Looking at the two people's intimate posture, his face turned red and his Adam's apple rolled.

Seeing that his eyes were fixed on her face for a long time without moving away, Mu Huayan realized the problem and immediately stood aside.

"Don't misunderstand me, I am..."

Gao Moqiu interrupted her with sadness in her eyes.

"To detoxify me, I understand."

Mu Huayan suddenly felt her head heavy and her body unstable. Gao Moqiu turned over and got out of bed, looking at the weak Mu Huayan in his arms.

He touched his wound again, and suddenly realized what was going on. Mu Huayan comforted him: "I'm fine, just, I'm just a little sleepy."