However, the fire of punishment of the Holy One is not easy to get.

"How's the toxin in your body, Mr. playboy?" Zhan ye asked with concern that her poison should be deeper than her own.

"I'm not in any way now. I was punished by a mistake that day, and the toxin was burned clean." It's half true and half false.

She didn't want others to know what happened to the man in the fire that day. Instead of trusting Zhan ye, she thought that the man's affairs were too weird and useless.

But the fire of punishment can burn the poison of the red python, but she didn't hide it from Zhan Ye.

After listening to her words, Zhan Ye's cold face showed surprise: "you have been punished by the fire?"

It takes a few days for those who have been punished to wake up. It seems that there is no big problem in this drama.

"Maybe I'm lucky. I just got a small fire without serious injury." She also vaguely understood that the man didn't really want to hurt her with the fire of punishment that day.

"Zhanye ponders slightly:" unexpectedly, the fire of punishment can restrain the toxin of swallowing the anaconda

Huang Beiyue's heart moved a little and asked, "if the emperor orders, can President Canghe please move lingzun out to help the prince detoxify?"

"Impossible." Zhan Ye shakes his head almost without thinking. There is no disappointment or resentment and dissatisfaction on his handsome face. He is frank and magnanimous.

"Although lingzun is the patron saint of Lingyang college, in fact, he has nothing to do with Lingyang college. He has lived in the Seventh Tower for so many years, and even Dean Canghe has not seen him appear several times. President Cang he would not touch him at all. "

Huang Beiyue was very disappointed. He thought that if the emperor ordered it, even if he had more ability and face, he would say anything.

But now that Zhan Ye has said that, she really thinks that the spirit Buddha is not a good thing.

Huang Beiyue was silent for a while, thinking that since lingzun is immovable, she can only find another way. I don't know if there is any way recorded in the volume of hundred refined scriptures that Dugu Yaosheng gave her. She must do a good turn when she goes back tonight.

Just thinking about this, the nightmare in my heart began to sneer lazily: "don't dream of yubeiyue. Only the fire of punishment can burn the poison of Tianhong python. There is no other way in the world!"

Huang Beiyue snorts coldly. This old monster, Yan, is burning to death. Do you want to come out and talk coldly?

"Nightmare, do you want me to ask for the holy master?"

"If you want to save Prince zhanye, this is the only way!"

Huang Beiyue no longer responds to Yan. If there is no way to go, she will go to lingzun to save zhanye.

He trusted her and helped her. Yubeiyue always paid for her. In any case, he could not let zhanye die for saving her!

"I know some chemists. Maybe they will find a way." Huang Beiyue finished her black cloak, and her voice relaxed slightly. "Prince, please take care of yourself these days."

"Thank you very much." Zhan Ye smiles and nods. He always knows the mysterious origin of the play. It's no surprise to hear that he knows some herbalists.