Immortal Swordsman in the Reverse World

Chapter 1484: Take the palace position in exchange

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In the temple, facing Gong Yan's appearance, Chu Qing's face suddenly became tense, and there was a trace of alienation in his eyes.

Poria was also recovering from her injuries in this temple. Not long after she woke up, she saw Gong Yan.

"Master Gong, it seems that you are not that smart, and you will fall into such a simple trick. I really don't know if you are really stupid or pretending to be stupid." Gong Yan saw Fu Ling's sickly look, and his eyes were filled with tears. Skimming the taunt.

"You'd better keep some moral integrity for yourself! Otherwise, you won't know when the ancestral graves at home will be dug up!" Although Fuling was recovering from his injuries.

But her venomous tongue would not change. Seeing this, Chu Qing felt relieved a little.

"It's just that you don't know how to leave any room for yourself, but it feels good to be hurt." Gong Yan's eyes were full of indescribable contempt.

"If you want, go back and give the order, and someone will naturally give you this taste." Fu Ling was lying on the bed, her tone seemed to be quite pleasant.

Before Gong Yan could say a few more sarcastic words, she herself started sarcastic again.

He also interrupted Gong Yan who was about to speak.

"Although the taste is wonderful, Gong Yan, can you bear it?" Fu Ling looked at her with a smile, her eyes bright.

When it comes to Chu Qing, she is just like a little fox.

Feeling a little bit sinister, he looked at Gong Yan's slightly dark face and mourned for her for a moment.

That's not the answer. If you can bear it, is it possible that you have to be like her and suffer the consequences

Can't stand it, I'm just not good at that!

Gong Yan gritted his teeth, put aside the topic, and said, "Fu Ling, you are talking too much! But do you want an antidote?"

Chu Qing watched them bickering from the side, but in the end he got burned.

No, Chu Qing's face is still a little flushed.

But when he heard that she was about to give the antidote, he stepped forward.

"Will you voluntarily give us the antidote? Will you not tie her up with any messy conditions?" Chu Qing looked calm, but he was worried that she would use excessive conditions in exchange.

Fu Ling said nothing and looked at Chu Qing quietly. As for Gong Yan, his eyes had already placed her in the corner.

I saw that she had already laughed out loud, quite satisfied with their cleverness.

"Of course it can't be in vain. A life and a position in the family, Poria, which one do you choose?" Gong Yan finished his words.

"Gong Yan, are you too ambitious?" As soon as Fuling said this, the two of them knew that they were not going to agree.

"Since you can't bear it, just go and die!" Gong Yan's face turned cold and he started to walk out.

After walking a few steps, Chu Qing spoke.

"Wait, can you change the conditions?" Chu Qing's magnetic voice stopped her from leaving.

He stopped and turned his back to them, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Okay!" She smiled and turned around, as if the person who had the unpleasant experience with them before was not herself.

Chu Qing frowned for a moment, stared at him and said, "However, I want to give the antidote to Fu Ling myself to see if she dares to take it."

"If you dare to give it, I dare to take it, provided that you don't play tricks." She gave herself a step down.

It had been made very clear that if Gong Yan played a trick, even if she lost, it would be a matter of course.

His eyes flickered, and his steps walked faster on the ground.

Chu Qing was a little wary of Gong Yan and followed him.

Gong Yan indifferently let him follow a few steps, and when she reached the bed, she took out a box from her arms.

She opened half of the box in front of the two of them.

Chu Qing was on the side and didn't see what was inside at all.

His eyes were fixed on Gong Yan, and he felt a slight discomfort in his heart, as if something was wrong.

While Fu Ling frowned, Gong Yan quickly took out a dagger with a cold light from the box.

"You..." Fu Ling said in surprise.

Gong Yan held the handle of the dagger and stabbed forward fiercely, right at Fu Ling's heart.