Yue Feng was shocked and wanted to cry but had no tears.
I accidentally broke into the holy lake, washed my face in it, and did nothing else, so I will be beheaded?
This is too cruel.
At this time, Yue Feng felt very helpless.
I thought it was a trivial matter that could be explained clearly in a few words, but I never expected that it would be so serious as being beheaded.
Originally, in order to avoid exposing his identity, Yue Feng did not want to take action, but in the current situation, there was no other way.
If you don't resist, you will die!
Thinking in his mind, Yue Feng was about to activate his inner strength and start to resist.
"Um..."
However, at this moment, I heard Yu Wenji on the throne suddenly let out a low moan, revealing pain.
This low moan came, as if it had a fatal temptation. Yue Feng felt that all the bones in his body were about to go numb. Hiss.
The next second, Yue Feng subconsciously looked back and couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. He was mesmerized by the sight.
I saw that Yu Wenji, who was fine just now, was curled up on the throne. She was covered in cold sweat and her body was trembling slightly. Her beautiful face was pale and looked very painful!
This is...what is this situation?
Wow!
At this moment, all the female disciples in the hall panicked.
"Pavilion Master..."
"It's not good, the cold poison in the main body of the pavilion has taken effect."
"Quick, go get the Sun Grass."
Amidst the exclamations, several female disciples quickly walked out of the hall.
Cold poison?
Seeing this scene, Yue Feng frowned secretly.
Soon, several female disciples returned quickly, each holding a freshly picked Yanyang grass in their hands.
"quick!"
At this time, a beautiful woman in a yellow dress took the Yanyang Grass, refined it and fused it skillfully, and then began to help Yu Wenji get rid of the cold poison.
It was Yan Tingxue, the elder of Xiyan Pavilion and Yu Wenji’s exclusive physician.
Yan Tingxue is twenty-five years old, with a graceful figure and a delicate and charming face, just like a quietly blooming narcissus, calm and pure.
Soon, after using Yan Yang Grass, Yu Wenji's pale face regained a trace of rosiness.
call!
For a moment, everyone in the hall secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Um?"
At this time, Yu Wenji's eyes fell on Yue Feng and said coldly: "Why is this man still here?"
In her eyes, Yue Feng was just an ordinary person who strayed into a forbidden area. Death was not a pity and she didn't want to take a second look at him.
Yan Yue reacted and said quickly: "I was worried about the Pavilion Master's cold poison just now, so I was delayed. Disciple will go and do it now."
He said that he would take Yue Feng out.
"Wait a minute!"
At this time, Yue Feng couldn't help shouting, and then said to Yu Wenji: "May I ask the master of the pavilion, have you been poisoned by the cold poison of the thousand-year ice toad?"
The pavilion master just now had a pale face with a touch of blue between his brows. It was obvious that he had been exposed to the cold energy of the thousand-year ice toad, which accumulated in his body and eventually formed a cold poison.
Yue Feng once lived with Shennong for a period of time and learned some medicinal and medical skills from Shennong, and he could tell at a glance.
