"No, that Qin Ziyuan is a fake, it's a lie." Suddenly, an idea flashed in King Lingnan's mind, his face turned as gloomy as a ghost, his mouth full of blood, he gritted his teeth and roared: "That's a lie, that Qin Ziyuan is a lie.
Fake, her flesh and blood are poisonous, poisonous."
He had just eaten a piece of Qin Ziyuan's meat, and then he was poisoned. Except that Qin Ziyuan was poisoned, he didn't think about anything else at all.
And the special thing contained in Qin Ziyuan's body is definitely not poisonous, so the only possible explanation is that this Qin Ziyuan is fake and she is fake.
"Ah..." The commander of the Dragon and Tiger Army was stunned. So Qin Ziyuan was fake?
How could it be possible? How could it be fake if he personally got it back?
"Beiming Changfeng, okay, you played a good trick, and I was tricked by you." Furious, King Lingnan spurted out a mouthful of black blood, almost splashing three meters away.
No wonder the people from Nanbeitian were able to snatch the person out of Beiming Changfeng's hands. It turned out to be a fake and a trap designed by Beiming Changfeng.
This time he failed miserably.
Because of a fake Qin Ziyuan, he turned against his powerful ancestor and was almost poisoned to death. If his ancestor hadn't slapped him, causing him to spit it out, what would have been the consequences...
King Lingnan, who was covering his chest with his hand, suddenly turned around and glanced at his palace. His grandfather had not yet come out of the secret room of his palace.
"Since you are not of use to me, ancestor, I'm sorry." As soon as he threw down his sleeves, King Lingnan almost leaned on the commander of his Dragon and Tiger Army, and said sternly: "Let's go."
He has already turned his back, so staying will only do him a lot of harm and no good. If so, then go die.
That fake Qin Ziyuan is enough for him to have a good drink.
King Lingnan relied on the leadership of the Dragon and Tiger Army, and the two of them left quickly.
In the secret room, the white-haired man's men sealed Qin Ziyuan's vital acupuncture points. However, such cutting of flesh and bleeding was too harmful to Qin Ziyuan's body, and the dying Qin Ziyuan seemed unable to hold on.
"Ahem." The white-haired man suddenly coughed a few times, feeling a dull pain in his chest and abdomen.
Damn it, that day I fought with Beiming Changfeng and the man in black who came out of nowhere to snatch the secretary. As a result, the book was not snatched away. Instead, he came back seriously injured. He is still out of breath to this day.
A trace of cold anger flashed across his face, and the white-haired man suddenly waved his sleeve and hit the guard who was busy collecting Qin Ziyuan's blood with his palm.
The guard immediately fell down without saying a word...
The white-haired man reached out and hugged Qin Ziyuan, who was lying upside down, while sweeping the cut meat and blood. These precious things can be discarded at will.
At that moment, the white-haired man put the cut Qin Ziyuan's meat in the box into his mouth without saying a word, ate it with a happy face, then picked up the fake Qin Ziyuan and a bottle of blood, and walked away quickly.
Heading towards the forbidden area inside Lingnan Palace.
There is someone there who knows how to make the best use of Qin Ziyuan's special body.
The hot summer wind blew by, bringing with it a strong smell of blood.
The night was dark and deep.
In the darkness, the storm is about to come and the wind fills the building.
"Report, Your Majesty, urgent military report is coming from Nanyong Pass eight hundred miles away." King Lingnan had just entered the main hall of the palace protected by the imperial army, and a series of loud shouts broke through the darkness.
"Pfft." Sitting on the king's chair, King Lingnan spurted out another mouthful of blood, looking extremely depressed: "What's the matter?"