"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

"Is this Gu King the key to saving Yunchu?" Mo Chi asked.

When the alpaca heard his words, his expression darkened slightly, and after a moment of silence, he finally said: "Yes, and no."

Mo Chi didn't understand.

The alpaca looked at the jade box in his hand and said: "Although the Gu King is successful, it is only a fake. If I use it to detoxify the leader, I am at most, only [-]% sure."

Thirty percent...

Mo Chi's heart sank suddenly.

The alpaca looked at his ugly face, paused, and said, "I came to you this time to ask you, I have found a solution, do you want to get rid of this poison?"

"How to solve it?" Unbearable voice was slightly astringent.

"Exchange blood."

"Every poisonous person is poisonous all over, but there is one exception." Alpaca's voice was devoid of emotion.

"Heart..." Mo Chi blinked his eyes slowly, his heart throbbing with pain.

"That's right," the alpaca nodded, "I re-read the handbook left by the master, and found in it that the method of detoxification should be understood by the master himself. The Gu King bit him again, draining all the blood in his body, and the poison will be excreted with the blood, waiting for the heart to replenish fresh blood again, after that, add the high-grade Ganoderma lucidum and Tianshan Saussurea to take care of him, and he will recover in half a year. Just like normal people."

"It's just that no one has tried this method before. The master also said that the risk is extremely high. Under an extremely ideal situation, the chance of success is only [-]%. But now..." The old man suddenly paused when he said this, and looked at it. After glancing at Mo Chi's expression, he continued, "It's less than three floors."

"If you don't understand, what will happen?" Mo Chi looked up at him, his dark eyes were dark and frighteningly dark.

"I don't understand. The leader's skill is at its peak. He can temporarily suppress it with internal force and maintain the delicate balance in his body. However, as time goes by, the toxicity will gradually increase and erode his body again. When the leader can no longer suppress it, The toxicity will invade the heart veins, and then..."

"Then what?"

"The body turned into a puddle of pus and died."

Knowing that the other party's next words would make his heart ache and suffocate, Mo Chi still asked the question, and Alpaca's answer made him taste the fishy sweetness in his throat.

His first cloud...

"Mr. Mo, we don't have much time left. You are someone close to the leader. I don't want to worry about this matter with him first. I can only tell you first, and make a decision."

"Solution." Mo Chi's fingernails, which were hidden under his sleeves, sank deeply into his palms. He restrained the surging emotions in his heart, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice.

"Then I..." Listening to what he said, the alpaca opened his mouth and was about to speak, when he heard the man say again, "But not with this Gu King in your hand."

Alpaca: "?!!"

The old man's expression suddenly changed. Looking at his calm face, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe it: "You want... no, it's too dangerous, I don't agree!" He sternly said.

Mochi looked at him with dark eyes, and said in a cold voice, "I'm not asking for your opinion. Whether you agree or not doesn't mean anything to me."

"Are you crazy?" The alpaca looked at him as if he was a lunatic, and he lowered his voice almost to roar, he said: "Not to mention whether you can successfully sneak into the Wulin League, even if you go in, And can you guarantee that the Gu King from back then is still alive and that you can bring it back safely?"

Listening to his words, Mo Chi lowered his eyes, the cold light hit his face, and the long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his face, covering the expression in his eyes.

After a long while of silence, Mo Chi raised his head and looked at the old man who was looking at him in front of him. The corners of his lips curled up in a warm arc, and he said, "Senior, even if there is only a slight possibility, I will not let it go. Let me use it." I can't risk Yunchu's life, let me watch him die, let alone watch him die."

"A [-]% more success rate means [-]% more hope. I don't want to give up." Mo Chi said.

The alpaca listened to his words, looked at the determination in his eyes, and lost his words for a moment.

Mo Chi looked at the way he looked at himself, and suddenly smiled softly: "If I can't bring Gu King back, you can give Yunchu another [-]% method. If he succeeds, let him live a good life. If he fails It's..." At this point, he stopped suddenly, and the air in the secret room was quiet. After a long time, he said softly: "It's okay to fail. Anyway, I will follow wherever he goes. After all, no leave him alone..."

Alpaca looked at the person in front of him, and his expression became a little dazed. A heart that had experienced the warmth and coldness of the world had been dead for many years. Suddenly, there was an unspeakable bitterness and helplessness, and he was moved. He really believed: Mo Chi loves Yunchu to the core.

"Don't tell him what happened today." Mo Chi's eyes fell on the jade box in Alpaca's hand, and said, "This Gu King, please take good care of it, and wait for my news about the rest."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the alpaca, who asked, "When are you going to..."

Mo Chi didn't look back, his slender back revealed a bit of indescribable loneliness. After a long time, he said, "It'll be the fifteenth day of next month." At least, he wanted to accompany his Yun Chu to see the lanterns, and he agreed.

The figure of the man disappeared outside the door, leaving Alpaca alone in the secret room. He looked down at the box in his hand, and after a long time, finally heaved a long sigh.

The two of them kept silent about today's affairs. After Mo Chi left the place where Alpaca lived, he went to the kitchen with a normal expression to make pastries for someone.

The sky was gloomy, and the air was humid and sticky, which made one's mood unstoppable. Mo Chi walked through the winding corridors and aisles, his blue clothes brushed on the ground, and his body was covered with moisture.

The cold wind howls in the distant mountain stream, late autumn has passed, and winter is approaching.

Mo Chi, who came to Han Yunxuan with the cake in his hand, was stopped again without any surprise. This time, he was no longer obsessed with going in, but handed the cake in his hand to the people outside the door, and asked them to pass it on for him. By the way, pass a word to yourself, telling Yunchu to take care of his body.

The two guards looked at the warm and smiling man in front of them, you looked at me and I looked at you, hesitated for a moment and nodded in response, Mo Chi thanked, then turned and left.

After the cyan figure disappeared outside the arch, a white figure suddenly appeared where he was standing just now.

When the two guards saw the person coming, they immediately knelt down: "See the leader."