Ye Xingyu's face turned red and he couldn't speak to refute for a moment, but he was very angry.
Ma De, this kid has no bullshit ability, and he dares to challenge me?
"metropolitan!"
At this time, Yue Feng was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he handed the medicine bottle to Deng Shiqi and said with a smile: "The antidote here is enough to make the wife heal."
Mr. Deng nodded and quickly ordered the maid beside him: "Hurry, take the antidote for your wife to use."
"Yes, sect leader!" The maid responded, took the medicine bottle, and was about to go to the backyard.
"Slow down."
However, at this moment, Ye Xingyu suddenly stood up and said to Deng Shiqi with a serious look on his face: "Sect Master, you are too trusting. How can you prove that this is the antidote based on his own words?"
As he said that, Ye Xingyu looked at Yue Feng with a burning look, unable to hide his contempt: "I suspect that he just took out some pills to fool the sect leader."
"Imagine that Wu Ming is very skilled. Even if he fled in a hurry, he would never lose the antidote."
call....
Hearing this, Mr. Deng fell silent. The maid stood there with a medicine bottle, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Yue Feng's face turned gloomy and he looked at Ye Xingyu with a smile: "You said the antidote is fake, how can you prove it?" Ma De, is this man sick? He went against me again and again.
Ye Xingyu was about to answer, but Jiang Hongyu interrupted him and said softly: "Senior Brother Xingyu, stop talking nonsense."
As he said that, Jiang Hongyu glanced at Yue Feng and continued, "Yue Feng is the master of the Dan Pavilion in our Chunyang Palace. He has extremely high attainments in the art of alchemy. I will never misunderstand whether it is an antidote."
To be honest, in Jiang Hongyu's heart, Yue Feng has no strength at all, and is undoubtedly like an ordinary person, but in terms of alchemy, he is definitely a master among the masters. If he says that the antidote is real, it is absolutely not good.
Swish!
Seeing Jiang Hongyu talking to Yue Feng again, Ye Xingyu was so angry that he immediately said coldly: "Anyway, I think this antidote is fake."
As he said that, Ye Xingyu thought for a while and continued, "Why not do this, we can try it. When Wu Ming ran away the day before yesterday, besides the sect leader, weren't there two other disciples who were also poisoned? Let's find a disciple and try it. If it can really detoxify, it will prove that the antidote is real."
"If it cannot be detoxified, it is fake, what?"
The last word fell, and Ye Xingyu looked at Yue Feng with a bright look, waiting for his answer.
Originally, Ye Xingyu was just unhappy with Yue Feng, but seeing that Jiang Hongyu had been talking to him, she was very jealous and wanted him to make a fool of himself in public.
Wow!
In an instant, the eyes of the entire hall gathered on Yue Feng.
Faced with this situation, Yue Feng's face did not fluctuate at all. He nodded at Ye Xingyu and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll bet with you. If you lose, you will pour tea for me to apologize."
Since you are not at ease, I will help you.
Seeing that he agreed so simply, Ye Xingyu was very surprised, and then reacted and sneered: "If you lose, you will resign from the position of Lord of Dan Pavilion and leave Chunyang Palace."
When Ye Xingyu thought of Jiang Hongyu's attitude towards him, the more he felt unhappy the more he thought about it. He wanted to take this opportunity to drive him out of Chunyang Palace.
"good!"
Yue Feng agreed without thinking, and then smiled at Mr. Deng and said, "Sect Master, since this kid has never believed that the antidote is true, he has also made a bet with me. Please call the disciple who was poisoned that day."
Teacher Deng nodded and ordered someone to call a poisoned disciple.
Gudong!
A few seconds later, a disciple came in, and at the gesture of Mr. Deng, he opened the medicine bottle in public and took a pill.
I saw that the disciple was poisoned the day before yesterday, with a pale face and a hint of green, and looked very weak. After taking the antidote, he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to regulate his breathing and internal energy.
For a moment, the entire hall was quiet, and all eyes were gathered on this disciple to observe his reaction.
One minute...
Two minutes.
Soon, ten minutes passed, and the disciple's face was still pale, as if there was no change at all.