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Chapter 401 It's a pity it's not yours

Although he was caught red-handed by the old man Mo Yanjing before, in any case, the emperor is now on a clear path.

Now that I walked in in broad daylight, I naturally reported it to the old man first.

At this time, the emperor was still cold and no strangers were allowed to enter.

Last time at Zhenling Pavilion, Jiuniang met the emperor.

And very impressive.

It's just that the emperor wore a mask on his face at that time, but today... he didn't wear it!

Therefore, when she saw Di's almost perfect face for a moment, even the well-informed Jiuniang was stunned.

Especially the noble and indifferent powerful aura made Jiuniang feel a little dazed for a moment.

At this moment, a slight cough suddenly came from behind.

"cough."

Jiuniang was startled and came back to her senses instantly, then turned her head and took a look.

At this time, I saw Mo Fengwu sitting in the seat holding tea, sipping it gently, her phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and said:

"looks good?"

Jiuniang was stunned and immediately smiled. But then when she was about to speak, she saw Mo Fengwu raise her phoenix eyes and look over, saying:

"Unfortunately, it's not yours."

As soon as Mo Fengwu opened her mouth, she immediately pushed back what Jiuniang was about to say.

For a moment, the breath could not go up or down, which made Jiuniang's heart ache. After a while, she rolled her eyes at Mo Fengwu, then turned her head and left directly.

**

Jiuniang was angry and left.

And as soon as she left, Di also stepped in.

But as soon as he got closer, Mo Fengwu's hand holding the teacup paused for a moment, then he raised his eyes to look at the emperor and frowned:

"Been chopped again?"

The emperor said nothing and sat down next to Mo Fengwu.

At this time, Mo Fengwu put the tea cup aside, then gently raised her hand. Liu Yin, who had been standing behind, nodded immediately, and then left silently.

"Let me see."

"fine."

"Huh?" Mo Fengwu raised his eyebrows instantly. The emperor was silent for a moment, then untied his belt and pulled it casually, revealing an obvious scar on his shoulder.

The wound had obviously been treated and bandaged, but there was still some scarlet blood.

Mo Fengwu glanced at it and then nodded: "Well, it's okay, I won't die."

Di Momo stretched out his hand to put on his clothes and said, "What happened last time was a failure."

Mo Fengwu was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter?"

When he heard this, the emperor immediately turned his head and saw that she was really confused and seemed to know nothing. He suddenly felt tired.

"It's just... well, those things you gave Feitian last time..."

Mo Fengwu was startled and suddenly remembered.

"Ah, you're talking about that..." Mo Fengwu suddenly realized, then glanced sideways at the emperor and said: "Poisoning is just poison. You have killed people before. The next poison will stifle you...

…It’s true.”

The emperor's face turned dark immediately.

Mo Fengwu ignored him, then picked up the tea cup again and said: "However, it stands to reason that the poison was specially prepared by me, so there should be no problem. Even a master above the King of Martial Arts will be disabled even if it is even a little bit."

.Unless he is a saint...Why, is your nemesis so powerful?"

"No. There were some mistakes that she didn't touch. It was one of her confidants who was crippled."

When he said this, the hand under the emperor's sleeve unconsciously clenched tightly. Mo Fengwu saw his reaction and said immediately:
Chapter completed!
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