The Villain is Reborn! Princess Zhan goes on a killing spree in the capital

This was the first time someone openly sought credit in front of the War King.

Not subtle at all.

Nor hide it.

Ask for praise.

Everyone, including Mo Chuyi, began to look up at the sky, only daring to secretly glance at them from the corner of their eyes.

But Su Jixue asked for credit with confidence, and the King of War also cooperated seriously.

"Yes, Princess Zhan is beautiful and kind-hearted, and this is a win for me." Prince Zhan nodded seriously, and the sharpness in his narrow and cold eyes faded, replaced by a hint of doting.

The look in his eyes...

The fearless Su Jixue felt like avoiding the War King when he looked into his eyes.

No.

A true witch never retreats.

It was just that his eyes were more beautiful, and his gaze made people indulge in it, so she was not in vain. Su Jixue concentrated her will and responded with an extremely focused and affectionate gaze.

"Make money?! What did you make? Show me!"

Suddenly, Wu Lao's voice came from the sky. Then, like a moving eternal lamp, Wu Lao jumped between the War King and Su Jixue.

"What? You still owe me medical fees. If you make a lot of money, remember to give me a share!"

"I earned a Princess Zhan." Zhan Wang's eyes slanted, a cold light flashing in the corners of his eyes, and he glanced at the noisy Old Wu: "How do you want to divide it?"

Wu Lao choked up, touched his nose, and turned his gaze to Su Jixue with a dry laugh: "Girl, are you really not having a fever anymore? I came here as soon as I heard you were making a fuss."

As Mr. Wu spoke, he grabbed Su Jixue's wrist and took her pulse.

The War King's brows gradually furrowed as he watched his actions, and the doting look in his eyes just now turned into a cold light.

"Girl, your needlework..." Old Wu's eyes lit up.

"My acupuncture method is fair to everyone and can cure any disease." When Su Jixue saw that Master Wu had finished taking the pulse, he immediately retracted his hand and put it behind his back.

Upon seeing this, the cold light in the War King's eyes subsided a little.

"So you can't take back that set of seamless Tianyi needles," Su Jixue said defensively, her hands behind her back. The needles were in her sleeve pocket. From what he had just said, he was a greedy person, but once he gave it to her, he couldn't take it back.

"I bet it's yours since you won." Old Wu didn't care. He was not good at acupuncture anyway. The most important thing now was that if this Miss Su really had unique medical skills, then the poison in King Zhan's body could be cured.

"Have you taken that boy's pulse? Can you cure the poison in his body?!"

Old Wu looked at Su Jixue with hope in his eyes. If she could relieve the heartbreak, then was it possible that she could also relieve the fleeting beauty?

Su Jixue's expression froze.

The War King's eyes narrowed. Ever since he guessed Su Jixue's identity, he was enveloped in indescribable ecstasy, so much so that he forgot that he originally went to rescue Su Jixue just to prolong his life and kill Zong Kui.

I didn't care about life and death at first, but now I am concerned about it.

"Miss Su?" Old Wu looked at Su Jixue eagerly: "You must be very good at detoxification."

Su Jixue glanced at the War King with a stiff face. This time, she really didn't dare to look at the War King and retracted her gaze, looking at Wu Lao: "I'm not a god."

"What do you mean?!" Mo Chuyi was all anxious at this moment. Miss Su had always been their last hope. "Could it be that Miss Su can't unlock Momentary Beauty?"

The War King stood quietly in place, his eyes calm. He already knew the answer from Su Jixue's expression.

"I know how to solve the Moment of Beauty." Su Jixue lowered her eyes. She had taken the War King's pulse more than once. When she left the Su family in the carriage, she already knew the War King's physical condition.

But when she grabbed the War King's wrist today, she confirmed it again.

The King of War will indeed not live long.

"That's great. What bothers me most is the momentary beauty. The poison technique of that witch Ji Xue is unprecedented. Moreover, the poisons are not from the same family. It is incredible that they can be combined together. I have never known where to start. It would be great if you know how to solve it!" Old Wu stroked his beard happily.

Recently, because of treating the War King, his hair has almost fallen out.

Mo Chuyi also breathed a sigh of relief.

The War King's eyes fell on Su Jixue, and his narrow and icy eyes once again regained their bottomless coldness, but there was a deep reluctance to leave her in his eyes.

He touched Su Jixue's head and curled his lips lightly: "It's okay."

Su Jixue raised her eyes. Did King Zhan guess what had happened and was comforting her?

A dying person is comforting her?

"You are innocent——"

Su Jixue raised her hand and grabbed the wrist that Zhan Wang used to touch her head, and took his pulse. Just like before, there was no trace of life.

It is a sign of certain death.

For some reason, my heart feels a little heavy.

"Miss Su, how are you?" Old Wu looked at Su Jixue's expression and his heart began to lift again.

"He was first poisoned and then seriously injured, and then he used poison to fight poison with poison to suppress the original toxicity." Su Jixue cut the pulse of the War King's wrist and remembered what she had asked him.

After being seriously injured by her poison, Jun Wuzui went to Nanqing.

"After that, he fought for his life with a master, and then he was exhausted from running around." Su Jixue could see his experiences from the War King's pulse.

Indeed, words can lie, expressions can lie, but pulse cannot.

"Not only that, he's been overly worried lately, and even vomited blood in the princess's mansion, damaging his heart meridians."

"so--"

Su Jixue looked at the War King and paused for the rest of his words.

"I'm going to die, right?" Zhan Wang said indifferently, as if he wasn't surprised by the result. This was because Su Jixue had said this when she entered Zhan Wang's mansion.

Su Jixue pursed her lips.

In fact, she had said this when King Zhan welcomed her into his mansion, but for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to say it now.

"But the most difficult thing about him is the Moment of Beauty. You know how to solve it, so how is it possible that you still can't save him!" Old Wu's face was full of disbelief. He had already used up all his power, and Su Jixue was their last hope.

"You used poison to help Jun Wuzui suppress his fleeting beauty, didn't you?" Su Jixue looked at Elder Wu. "That's how you achieved a balance between the poison and his lifespan, but at the same time, it also shortened his lifespan."

Even she was somewhat helpless in the face of the War King's current condition.

"Is that so?" Old Wu's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but stumble back two steps: "Is it this old man who killed the War King?"

"But if you hadn't been there, the War King wouldn't have survived." Su Jixue spoke again, very aware of the limits of her actions. Heartbroken and fleeting, there was no solution.

In her eyes, the War King was doomed to die.

It must be Old Wu’s credit that he was able to save the War King.

"The most important thing now is that although there is a solution to Moment of Beauty, we don't have the complete antidote." Su Jixue looked back at the War King and said with a heavy heart, "The antidote requires the blood of the spirit race."

And the last spirit bloodline in this world is Ji Xue.

Those who are already dead cannot die again.