Yang Chen now feels that his blood is full of vitality. He has never been better than now. He has reached his peak again, even stronger than before. But why is his heart so painful, more painful than when he was hit by the severe poison of the Erosive Heart San? Why did he do this? He had known it a long time ago, why did he still do this?

Hearing Mo Qing's voice, Yang Chen slowly walked out of it, looking at Mo Qing and said coldly: "You are coming much faster than I thought."

"Because I went over to pick him up, otherwise, I'm afraid he won't be here today." Yang Tie appeared behind Mr. Mo and smiled indifferently.

"Oh?" Yang Muyu responded, turned around and walked outside, and asked, "What's going on?"

Yang Tie looked at Yang Chen with a weird smile and said, "Mr. Chen, please explain it yourself. I seem to have ruined the good thing of killing people with a knife. I am afraid I will have to go to the house later." In fact, he could see that the relationship between Yang Muyu and Yang Chen was not very good. Even in his selfish heart, he was even more inclined toward Mr. Mo, otherwise he would not have run out to pick up Mr. Mo.

"Mr. Mo, please sit down!" Yang Muyu ignored Yang Chen and greeted Mr. Mo, "Li San, pour tea! Is there any fresh fruit to send to Mr. Mo to taste."

Mr. Mo looked at Yang Chen, then looked at Yang Muyu, and finally sat down with anger. He wanted to fight to Yang Chen desperately, but he thought that Yang Muyu would be embarrassed, so he might as well talk later! Li San was busy bringing tea to them all, and then he retreated with tactfulness.

Yang Chen pulled a chair and sat down beside Yang Muyu. He was completely absent-minded. He picked up the tea and placed it beside his nose and smelled it instinctively, then took a sip.

Yang Muyu looked at him and said lightly: "I don't have that much medicine for you to ruin, so you don't have to beware of me being so."

Yang Chen and Mo Qing were stunned at the same time, looking at him in confusion. Yang Muyu was too lazy to explain. Yang Chen said tibly for a long time: "I have been playing with poison all my life. But every time I am trapped on the most familiar things. Can I be careless? You are better off with tea."

"Will Mu Yu poison you?" Mo Qing felt that it was a fantasy. How could this be possible? He saw Yang Mu Yu's feelings for him.

Yang Chen shook his head and said, "Sometimes poisoning is not to harm people." Yang Muyu poisoned him to control his original toxins. But by accident, he was poured into Mo Qing's heart-warming sanitation again, which left him helpless.

"If I really want to poison, even the gods can't defend themselves!" Yang Muyu sneered suddenly, "Okay. What's going on? Why did you make Mr. Mo so embarrassed?"

Yang Chen looked at Mo Qing, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he still said nothing. Yang Muyu turned his eyes to Yang Tie and frowned and said, "You are still talking about it, I hate them two of them."

"I just received the news that there were masters fighting on the sea. I was curious, so I went over and take a look. As a result, I saw that Mr. Mo was besieged. Those who came from Dongliu Huacheng should be all masters. What I couldn't understand was that these people were only at the eighth level, and Mr. Mo obviously had the spiritual power cultivation of the ninth level, but seemed to be restrained everywhere. I later realized that Mr. Mo had been injured long ago." Yang Tie smiled and looked at Yang Chen.

"That's right, I told the people from Dongliuhua City that Yang Chen was coming to Haoyanghai and asked them to intercept him at the sea. Moreover, he was seriously injured and rushed to the road overnight, and his cultivation was greatly reduced." Yang Chen said lightly.

"You..." This time even Yang Muyu felt that Lun was despicable and shameless, but I was afraid that no one could compare to him. "You wouldn't have informed the Dongfang family in the name of Mr. Mo, right?"

"Yes!" Yang Chen put down the teacup in his hand and nodded, "What I can't understand is that I have pretended to be him once or twice, why do you see through it at a glance?"

"What are you doing to pretend to be me and come to Mu Yu in front of me?" Mo Qing put down the teacup in his hand and asked coldly.

Yang Chen looked at Yang Muyu, his face darkened, and he felt quite regretful. Why should he notify the Dongfang family to stop Mr. Mo? Otherwise, if he had arrived one hour earlier, he would have had time to stop Mu Yu from changing his blood. Now, everything is too late, and he already regrets it. Why... Why... Why is Mu Yu so stupid?

He has a master like Yang Tie around him. His cultivation level has been greatly reduced after being poisoned. Even if he wants to threaten it, he can't threaten it!

"Yang Chen!" Mo Qing shouted suddenly, "You are asking Mu Yu to detoxify you, right?"

"You're late..." Yang Chen whispered, "Let's go inside to talk." He didn't want Yang Muyu to know about some things.

Yang Tie, who had been listening with a smile, suddenly felt something was wrong. He was not a fool. Yang Muyu sent him out just now. Although he felt something was wrong, he thought that Yang Chen was his biological father and that the father and son would say he could not listen silly.

But the moment he saw Mr. Mo, Yang Tie knew that he was wrong. Yang Chen might not be Yang Muyu's biological father, and... some things became a little tricky.

Thinking of this, Yang Tie was even more shocked. Although he had only left for an hour, for an expert like Yang Chen, he could do a lot of things... Suddenly, his body shook, and he floated to Yang Muyu's side, and his fingers were buckled against his wrist.

Yang Muyu wanted to avoid it, but he was just a rookie after all, and he couldn't even move in front of a top expert like Yang Tie.

"How could this happen? This is..." Yang Tie's face changed drastically. Although he didn't understand medicine, he still knew that something was wrong. Yang Muyu Di Shijue actually broke through the third level of spiritual power. However, what was stuck in this spiritual energy of Demonic Jue? This thing was actually integrated into the spiritual power and ran along the meridians. God... is this poison?

What does it mean when poison and spiritual power are entangled together? As spiritual power gradually becomes deeper, it will become more and more fierce? Moreover, it will never be peeled off?

What's even more terrible is that this poison is like life, and has completely merged with spiritual power and becomes a part of Yang Muyu's body. Yang Muyu continued to practice, and his body would not be able to bear the poison toxin soon, and he would soon die of poison.

If he does not practice, the secret book of the World-Destroying Jedi is different from other things, so he cannot make the decision. If he does not practice, the World-Destroying Jedi will automatically grow. In the end, the meridians cannot withstand the spiritual power of the World-Destroying Jedi and die violently.

Yang Tie let go of his hand and staggered back. Why, why is this happening? Isn’t everything about him in vain?

Mo Qing knew that something was wrong, and just as Yang Tie rushed towards Yang Muyu, he also floated his body, and his speed was almost as fast as he could. His fingers were placed on Yang Muyu's other hand at the same time.

Yang Muyu wanted to retract, but there was no time. Mo Qing's face turned pale in an instant, and his body shook, almost unable to stand. He didn't dare to stop day and night. He came here for a hard time because he was afraid that Yang Chen would attack Yang Muyu, but it was still too late...

New injuries, old injuries, heart injuries...

In an instant, Mo Qing's eyes went black and he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood—

"Mr. Mo!" Yang Muyu was shocked and stood up quickly. He turned his hand and put it on Mo Qing's wrist. After taking the pulse, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Mo Qing's injury was not serious, but he had not been treated well. In addition, he had been working hard recently, and blood stasis was accumulated in his lungs. Now he vomited it out, which was much better.

Immediately, my fingers raised slightly, and two silver needles had already pierced into the two key acupoints on Mo Qing's chest. Mo Qing grabbed his hand and shook his head aside and said, "Don't worry about me, tell me - what did he do to you?"

"Mr. Mo, you should ask, what did I do to him? But I think you shouldn't care about his life or death, so you shouldn't ask." Yang Muyu smiled faintly, and while speaking, he stabbed two silver needles into his body again.

"Mu Yu, don't heal my wounds. I can't die of this injury. Tell me - what should I do if the poison on your body? Is there any way to relieve it?" Mo Qing said anxiously.

"Of course there is!" Yang Muyu smiled casually, but he couldn't help but add two words in his heart: "It's strange if there is one!"

Mo Qing was relieved when he heard this, and fell on the chair and let him do it. Yang Muyu's silver needle-punching skills were indeed powerful. In less than a cup of tea, he had already forced out all the blood in Mo Qing's body. Mo Qing only felt that his whole body was loose, and the several meridians that had been delayed were actually penetrated.

"After the blood stasis is forced out, take a rest for three or five days. With your spiritual power and cultivation, you can recover all of them." Yang Muyu said with a faint smile.

"Thank you!" Mo Qing felt relieved when he heard that there was a way to detoxify, but he still asked, "What should you do with your poison?"

"I am an expert in poisoning myself, so there is no problem with this poison - I just use toxins to stimulate and cultivate spiritual power... I will soon be able to get the antidote to remove the toxins!" Yang Muyu replied casually.

With a crisp "bang", everyone couldn't help but be stunned. When they looked up, they saw Yang Chen's face turned pale and he threw the teacup in his hand to the ground.

"Are my father angry?" Yang Muyu smiled, "You are blamed for healing Mr. Mo without obtaining your consent?"

"Chen, do you need it?" Mo Qing smiled. Although he didn't believe Yang Muyu's words very much, there was no way to confirm that Yang Chen and Yang Muyu's star medical skills were obviously above him. Of course, he would rather believe that everything Yang Muyu said was true, and his poison was fine at all.

"Qing, Mu Yu has no way to detoxify, so he took the opportunity to sneak attack and control me, and used the method of blood exchange to move all the poison on my body to him..." Yang Chen said, "This poison - no solution!"
Chapter completed!