On an attic not far away, ye Yichen was standing in front of the window looking out. He inadvertently saw two people walking in the other courtyard. A little surprise flashed at the bottom of their eyes: that was Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue. How could they be there? Is something wrong?

Night Yichen eyes slightly coagulation, jump out of the attic, toward the other courtyard fly past.

"Lord!" Xu Tianyou comes over and looks at the figure of night Yichen gradually disappearing. With deep doubts and puzzles at the bottom of his eyes, he flies to catch up with him

In the main hall of the other courtyard, Murong Jian stood in front of the high table in a dark blue robe, and casually played with an official kiln plum vase.

"Bang!" The slightly closed door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall figure staggered in. His clothes were slightly tattered and stained with a layer of dust. His tired face and sharp eyebrow were the master of Huo Laogu in the medicine King Valley.

Murong Jian's eyes widened in surprise: "master Huo Laogu, how did you come?"

In the past, when Huo Laogu was looking for him, he always came quietly at night. Today, he came here in broad daylight. If he was seen, it would be bad

Seeing the worry in Murong Jian's heart, Huo Laogu master disdained to sneer: "what are you afraid of? I'm very hidden. No one sees me here..."

That's good!

Murongjian breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was polite and polite: "master Huo has been worried. I don't mean that. I just wonder, who is so bold that he dares to seriously hurt him in the day and night, and even make him escape here..."

"Who else, not your good niece Murong Xue!" Huo Laogu said coldly. He closed the door and went to the nearest mahogany chair. He sat down and used his skills to heal his wounds.

Murong Jian's eyes were awe inspiring: "you met Murong Xue on the way..."

"No, I broke into the Duke's house of Zhenguo. I accidentally took her way and was seriously injured." The master of Huo Laogu was one word at a time, and his deep voice was full of gnashing teeth.

Murong Jianli's eyes are slightly narrowed. Huo Laogu's master's medical skills are excellent, and his poison skills are superb. As long as he makes a move, almost no one in Qingyan capital can defeat him. Unexpectedly, he is defeated by Murong Xue. Murong Xue is really formidable and frightening.

"Is it that no one can deal with Murong Xue in this world, and can only hope that she will die early because of the cold poison?" Murong Jian Murong Murong whispered, Huo Laogu master's ear tip heard, disdain to hum: "Murong snow want to die young is difficult!"

"What do you mean?" Murong Jian's sharp eyes narrowed fiercely: there is no antidote to the cold poison, and there is no solution. Murong Xue is tortured by the cold poison all the time, and his body will weaken day by day. How can he not die young?

Huo Laogu master's eyes were cold: "cold poison can be solved, as long as you get rid of it, Murong Xue can live a long life."

"But the solution of cold poison has long been lost!" Murong Jian's eyes are deep. Murong Xue has visited many countries in the world, but she has not found the solution to cold poison. If she does not wait for death, what else can she do?

Huo Laogu master's eyes were cold: "the solution of cold poison is very special, and few people can do it. As time goes by, it will be lost in the public. But there are many people who know it, such as Ouyang Shaochen, the son of Xiaoyao king!"

"This How could that be possible? " If Ouyang Shaochen knew how to solve cold toxin, he didn't tell Murong Xue.

Murongjian looked at the master of Huo Laogu. He turned a blind eye and said, "Ouyang Shaochen's martial arts is called Ziyang divine skill. This kind of martial arts is the killer of cold poison. As long as you practice it to a great extent, you can use your internal power to expel all the cold Qi in the human body, so as to eliminate the cold poison."

"Really?" Murong Jian's sharp eyes narrowed fiercely.

"What do I cheat you about Master Huo Laogu gave him a bad look.

Murong Jian said with an unnatural sneer: "when I first heard such a shocking news, I couldn't believe it Ouyang Shaochen will soon become a magical skill and detoxify Murong Xue? "

Master Huo Laogu shook his head: "it's not so simple. It's very difficult to practice Ziyang skill. Since ancient times, there have been no more than five people practicing Ziyang skill. The most powerful one has only reached the eighth level until death..." Before Murong Jian had time to be happy, Huo Laogu said again: "Ouyang Shaochen's Ziyang magic skill seems to have reached the Ninth level..."

Murong Jian's face changed greatly: "then he is not only one level short, can be great!" At that time, he can lose internal power for Murong Xue and relieve cold poison

"It's not so easy. The more you practice martial arts, the more difficult it will be. Especially from the Ninth level to Dacheng, you will have a higher understanding. Maybe you can practice it in ten or twenty years. If you have poor understanding, you may not be able to achieve great success in your whole life." Huolaogu Master said low.

Murong Jian's high hanging heart slightly put down half, Ziyang magic skill is difficult to achieve good: "Huo Laogu master, when do you think Ouyang Shaochen can practice Dacheng?"

"I don't know." Master Huo Laogu shakes his head. Ouyang Shaochen has practiced Ziyang magic skill to the Ninth level at a young age, which shows that he has a high level of understanding. How much time he will spend from the Ninth level to Dacheng is really uncertain.Murong Jian frowned tightly. If Ouyang Shaochen had practiced the Ziyang magic skill and solved the cold poison for murongxue, murongxue would be more difficult to deal with.

If they want to stop Murong Xue's detoxification, they must first stop Ouyang Shaochen from achieving great martial arts. However, Ouyang Shaochen's martial arts are extremely high, and there are secret guards in the carefree palace around him. They can't get close to him. How can they stop him from practicing martial arts

Master Huo Laogu saw his mind and said proudly: "Ziyang divine skill has a fatal weakness, that is, you can't touch xigehua before your martial arts are completed."

"Sigal?" Murong Jian's eyes were awe inspiring.

"Well!" Master Huo Laogu nodded gently: "it's a kind of medicinal flower, which can clear away blood stasis, relieve cough, moisten the lung and dissipate phlegm. If ordinary people take it, they will lose all their martial arts and become useless if they take it."

What about the mysterious Ziyang skill? What if you can become a master after practicing it? As long as you don't practice Ziyang magic skill to a great extent, there will be a fatal weakness for people to grasp

"So amazing?" Murong Jian's eyes flash a bright light, unspeakable cunning

"Bang!" The closed door was pushed open again. Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaochen strode in and looked at Murong Jian, who stood in front of Huo Laogu master and had a good talk with him. Murong Xue sneered, "second uncle, it's really you."

Colluding with outsiders to deal with her, her second uncle, is just that.

"Don't be hurt, Cher." Murong Jian looks at Murong Xue with a smile. He doesn't feel embarrassed and embarrassed to be caught for doing bad things.

Murong Xue's eyes were cold: "I'm very good with the second uncle Hong Fu, but the second uncle is discussing with the Lord Huo Laogu about the trick to deal with us?"

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