"I will help you take revenge. I will kill everyone who has hurt you and make the Twelve Nobles disappear forever!!!"
I don't know when, the original sad and gloomy atmosphere disappeared, but it became a little cold-blooded and cruel. The hatred was so strong that it almost frightened Mo Xiaoyan, and she couldn't help but tremble in her voice: "What does Master Heiyu have?"
Not dead?"
"It's no different from dying. As long as there is no antidote within a month, you will definitely die."
The reason why Gong Jingling didn't take action directly in the first place was because he wanted to torture them, make them feel like life would be worse than death, and let his people taste the taste of fear. What Gong Jingling hated the most was the Black Feather nobles.
He has suffered for so many years, and it is time to pay them back one by one.
"Is there really no antidote?" Mo Xiaoyan couldn't help but be frightened by Gong Jingling's appearance like this.
"They will never think that the antidote is my blood, plus the poison, even if it is cured, they will be demented for the rest of their lives, hahaha."
Gong Jingling smiled, his smile was extremely sad. The complex feeling included hatred and grief. Both that man and that man's son deserved to die. Why were they both his children, treated so differently? That damn man
He actually watched his mother being humiliated and biting her tongue to commit suicide without being affected by it. Gong Jingling will never forget that scene, never.
At the beginning, it was Jiang Zhifan who suggested adding poison to the medicine, and in order to ensure nothing went wrong, Gong Jingling also agreed.
Mo Xiaoyan was shocked, and her expression became even more ugly. How could she have been so cruel to Gong Jingling? Are you still a human being? What kind of hatred made you so vicious, cruel, and ruthless?
Anyway, you have lived together for ten years, how could you do this!!
Mo Xiaoyan's heart was trembling violently. She originally thought that Gong Jingling had some troubles, but it seemed that everything was because An Xiaoruo was too naive, including her own belief in him. Xiaoruo would be very disappointed, right?
Gong Jingling, you will really disappoint Xiaoruo, haven't you thought about it?
Mo Xiaoyan's eyes turned cold, and she no longer felt any guilt towards Gong Jingling. She knocked Gong Jingling unconscious with a knife, took out three glass bottles similar to wish bottles from her sleeves, and picked them up from the broken glass on the ground.
One, scratched Gong Jingling's arm, and used a glass bottle to catch it until all three small bottles were full. (Note: It's a very small wishing bottle, so it doesn't require much blood, so don't worry it won't kill anyone.
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Suddenly, the door suddenly opened. Mo Xiaoyan put the three bottles into her sleeves reflexively, stood with her hands behind her hands, and calmly looked at the man in black who came in. After seeing his appearance clearly, Mo Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief: "How did you get in?"
of?"
"I came in the same way you came in. Time is limited. Come with me quickly or it will be too late." Ivan Xia dragged Mo Xiaoyan over regardless of her struggle, and Mo Xiaoyan threw away Ivan.
Xia held up his hand and said indifferently: "Wait a moment."
Mo Xiaoyan tore off the sheets and directly wrapped Gong Jingling's arm that was scratched by the glass to prevent him from bleeding to death. After all, it was a good thing he did. No matter how bad he was, he did not do anything to hurt himself. Mo Xiaoyan