Taoist Zixu had some doubts in his heart, and a possibility suddenly flashed in his mind. Could it be that the bottle of resurrecting soup was eaten by them
"You don't need to know why? Just answer my question, but before answering, Taoist Zixu must think carefully before answering."
Mu Yunxuan said seemingly casually, but his face was full of warning.
Taoist Zixu understood Mu Yunxuan's meaning with just one glance. Although he wanted to have this reservation in his heart, because of Mu Yunxuan's warning, he was now chopping bones on the chopping board and letting others slaughter him.
"It is indeed poisonous. It is the toxin from the jaws of poisonous toads and monsters. It is a resurrecting soup made by mixing the love flower spirit grass. Since ancient times, the witch clan has a custom of underworld marriage, and it will be used during underworld marriages."
Love flower spirit grass? A trace of anger flashed in Su Zimo's eyes. The love flower spirit grass has an aphrodisiac effect. No wonder Mu Yunxuan... at that time.
"Antidote."
Mu Yunxuan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his voice became even colder.
"There is no antidote." Taoist Zixu quickly replied without thinking. Since ancient times, no one has studied the antidote for Huanhun Tang.
"This is the antidote." Su Zimo did not break his promise and threw the antidote into the jail. Knowing that there was no need to ask further, Su Zimo turned around and left.
Mu Yunxuan glanced at Taoist Zixu coldly, then turned and left.
Until the two people could no longer be seen.
Taoist Zixu picked up the antidote on the ground.
"Shui'er, drink it, you won't feel any pain after drinking it."
Ling Qiushui was in a panic, looking sharply at the porcelain bottle in Taoist Zixu's hand.
"Dad, that Jianren was so kind, did he really give Shui'er the antidote?"
After saying that, Ling Qiushui bit her lower lip.
She, Ling Qiushui, also fell into this situation. Her father had arranged everything for her since she was a child. She was the master of the underground witch palace. She had her own power on the border of the witch clan and enjoyed the glory and wealth that others could not enjoy. Is it really worth it to fall to this point for a man who has no regard for himself? Ling Qiushui couldn't help but ask himself.
"Shui'er, we have no choice but to believe them now."
Taoist Zixu opened the cork of the bottle, and a faint fragrance hit his nostrils, which made him feel happy.
"Shui'er, this is the antidote to Bone Erosion Grass. Drink it quickly. If you drink it, you won't be in pain."
Taoist Zixu looked excited.
"Yeah!" Others didn't believe it, but Ling Qiu Shui believed in his father the most. Ling Qiu Shui drank it all in one gulp.
Ever since she was rescued by her father that day and locked up in this dungeon by Mu Yunxuan, her body has been devoured by the bone-corrosive grass poison under Su Zimo's hands. The pain every time was like thousands of ants eating her heart, making her worse than death. .
"Dad, why do you think they want to know the toxin in the Resurrection Soup?"
After taking the antidote, Ling Qiushui felt that the pain in her body was slowly reducing, and she felt relieved.
Su Zimo, as long as I, Ling Qiushui, have a chance to leave this dungeon, you will definitely die.
Ling Qiu Shui's bloodshot eyes were full of viciousness. The man she couldn't get was someone else who could rest.
"Daddy doesn't know this. Daddy heard that something happened to you as soon as he arrived in the capital of Haoyue Kingdom."
"Is she Su Zimo's daughter?"
Ling Qiushui suddenly remembered the sick girl. She only regretted that she had been soft-hearted and did not kill her. She should have been more decisive and made Su Zimo suffer for the rest of her life.
"Yunxuan's daughter?"
Taoist Zixu pondered for a while, "It is very possible that the poisonous toad's toxin will indeed be inherited."
A glimmer of light quickly flashed in Taoist Zixu's cloudy eyes.
"We just missed a good opportunity to go out. After all, she is Mu Yunxuan's daughter. For us, she is a big bargaining chip."
Taoist Zixu put his stamp on the wall, feeling regretful in his heart. He should have asked clearly just now.
Ling Qiushui also had a gloomy look on her face. She should have thought of it earlier.
"Madam, you don't have to worry too much. With my uncle here, Xin'er will be fine."
All the way out, Su Zimo didn't say a word.
Mu Yunxuan looked at her worriedly. Taoist Zixu just said that there was no antidote, not that there was no antidote to the poison.
Su Zimo didn't want to make a sound and closed her eyes.
They opened it suddenly, and a group of men in black stood in front of them.
"Mu Yunxuan, today is the day you die."
The voice of the masked man in black who took the lead was a bit old, and he sounded like he must be quite young.
Su Zimo gave Mu Yunxuan a cold look.
"Let me tell you! Good things will definitely happen to us when we are together with you. The wind is high and the night is dark, and these murderous activities can only happen in your deep compound."
Su Zimo said deeply sarcastically, maybe because Mu Yunxuan knew that she was afraid of the dark, rows of lanterns were hung on the corridor, and the light was like daylight. Su Zimo's heart was full of emotion, but when she raised her head, Looking at the dark night sky, she still felt a little nervous.
"Madam, that's because your husband is too good and someone will always remember him."
Mu Yunxuan smiled proudly and confidently. Even at night, the brilliance was still shining, even more stunning under the candlelight.
The deep black eyes looked at the masked man in black opposite him, but they were filled with murderous intent. These bastards always appeared when they shouldn't, ruining the chance for him and his wife to be alone. None of them could be spared.
"Qingfeng."
Mu Yunxuan called out dullly.
Qing Feng appeared like a ghost.
Dozens of black-clothed and masked men stared wide-eyed.
This person is around here, and they have already discovered their traces.
"Holy Lord."
Qing Feng shouted respectfully.
"Be quick with your hands and feet, so as not to surprise Madam."
"Yes, Holy Lord."
Qing Feng turned around and waved his hand in the air.
Zimo, Jincheng, and Mu Yunhan appeared with a group of guards.
"Kill!" Mu Yunxuan softly spat out the word "kill" from his sexy thin lips.
But it makes people feel that death is imminent.
Suddenly, the scene was full of swords and swords. They were all masters of Xuan Qi. Their power was heavy and not scattered. They directly condensed their Qi into a point, making people see the illusion and reality.
Especially Qing Feng, Zimo, Jincheng, and Mu Yunhan, their movements were skillful, ruthless and accurate, and from time to time there was the sound of a masked man in black falling to the ground dead.
"Wow! Dad, is your place so lively at night?"
With a bright face, Su Qi took her little hands away, and she and Su Yue flew down beside Mu Yunxuan and Su Zimo.
Mu Yunxuan was about to answer when a cold voice suddenly passed through his ears.
"Qi'er, how did you know this place is always so lively?"
Su Zimo narrowed her eyes and asked coldly, her sharp eyes showed that she would not give up if Qi'er didn't tell the truth.
Su Qi's eyes widened slightly, and her heart skipped a beat. Oh no, she spilled the beans again.
The pink and jade-carved little face, with a pair of big jewel-like eyes, turned instantly.
Smiling slyly, he looked at Su Zimo too well.
"Mother, Qi'er is just talking casually."
"Then can you tell mother what happened to Ling Qiushui's face?"
Su Zimo's tone was ghastly and terrifying.
Su Qi shrank her shoulders and tightened her small hands slightly. It's over, it's over, her mother saw it.
A certain child was on the verge of tears, and his leisurely life was over.
"Mother." Su Qi cried sadly...
"But Qi'er, you did a good job this time, that woman should teach her a lesson."
The light and fluttering voice was instantly pleasant to listen to.
Su Qi was stunned for a moment and looked at his mother in disbelief. Was he hallucinating? His mother actually said that he did a good job!
Mu Yunxuan couldn't help but pinch his little face, which was soft and smooth.
"Qi'er, Yue'er, does your mother praise you for doing well?"
As soon as Mu Yunxuan spoke, he was stared at by Su Yue.
Does the mother look like she's praising them for a good job
When he said this, he was betrayed.
Sure enough, Su Zimo's angry voice floated over again.
"Did my mother's always considerate and sensible Yue'er also participate?"
When Su Yue heard this, her beautiful brows furrowed slightly.
"Mom, Yue'er is going to help."
After saying that, the little man had already flown into the middle of the men in black.
Only then did Mu Yunxuan and Su Qi realize what their mother meant, and the father and son looked at each other quickly.
Both father and son looked at Su Zimo and smiled flatteringly.
"Mother, Qi'er also goes over to help."
If you don't run now, when will you wait? He has already seen the sparks dancing in his mother's eyes. If he lets his mother know about Ji Yu's brother and sister, his mother will definitely treat him as a heinous villain. Then his butt will only bloom. share.
"Madam, I..."
"Do you want to leave me here alone?" Su Zimo gritted her teeth. She didn't want to join in the fun.
Mu Yunxuan smiled and said softly: "Madam, how could it be? Of course my husband will stay to protect my wife."
The addition of the two Su Qi brothers inspired the ferocity in the black-clothed masked man's bones, and he fought with all his strength. Many of Yuncheng's guards also fell to the ground.
Mu Yunxuan's handsome brows furrowed. Who are these masked men in black? The cultivation level is higher than before.
"Huh!" Su Qi struggled to cope, breathing heavily. The cultivation of these black-clothed and masked men was so incredible.
Most of them are masters of the sixth level or above of the Jinxuan stage, but based on their qualifications and lack of such high cultivation, they should have taken level-increasing pills.