The tone was gnashing one's teeth, but after shouting, my heart felt empty for a while.
Impossible, this makes no sense!
How could such an unlucky person be poisoned by Lan Emperor, who never leaves the valley, before he even enters the valley? He was sent to Bai Emperor, the best in the world, and received instructions for the poison that Lan Emperor reluctantly sent. In the end, he was poisoned because of his own actions.
Death pushed the poison to the wrong place and could not be saved?
This is simply a joke. Even if this kind of thing could happen to any unlucky guy, it shouldn't happen to him!
This is Mo Jiuling, are you willing to die like this?
Mu Lingbo really wanted to laugh but couldn't. He stumbled and found all the golden needles, and planned to try them on him regardless of the situation.
For some reason, she couldn't believe this black humor even to death.
She no longer remembers rationality at all, she only feels absurd, absurd without reason, absurd that does not require thinking!
"Where to prick...where to prick first..." She sat on the edge of the bed, holding the needle but unable to move. She felt as if something heavy was weighing on her heart, making her breathless.
The whole person seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but he forced himself to stand firm, regardless of the fact that there was already a cliff under his heels.
"Do you want to stab me to death..." The weak voice was like a life-saving straw when her mind was confused.
Mu Lingbo threw away all the golden needles and looked at the man on the bed who tried his best to open his eyes but couldn't help teasing him, "Can you get up? If you don't want to die, don't pretend to be dead!"
Mo Jiuling tried hard to move, but in the end he only moved his little finger, and had to laugh to himself, "I also remembered, it seems not very easy."
If he pretended to be weak and pitiful, she might not be able to help but curse a few more times. But this kind of pretending to be strong could easily bring tears to her eyes, making her feel so uncomfortable that it was even difficult to breathe.
I really want to talk, but I can't say a word. Even if I open my mouth, I feel like I will shed a tear.
She was so unaccustomed to this kind of soreness in her eyes that she hadn't cried in many years. Even when Bai Di used various methods during the most dangerous period of poisoning, and there were many ways to bring people back to life, she had never cried.
A tear.
"My mind has always been clear." Mo Jiuling's voice was weak and slow, "Does this mean my brain is not frozen?"
Mu Lingbo still didn't speak, and the hand he held unconsciously kept shaking slightly.
"Baidi gave me the Heart-Protect Pill and said it would slow things down for a while. It is probably starting to work now. It's okay. I pressed the poison in the wrong place, which shows that I still have the ability to force the poison. I will wait for the Heart-Protect Pill to leave some for me.
With time, maybe I can force it out again. I am so powerful, of course this kind of thing is trivial."
Once the poison enters the Dantian, the entire internal force will collapse, and there will be no chance for him to readjust.
Mu Lingbo pressed his hand a little harder, and only dared to say 'hmm', still biting his lip and not saying anything.
"Why are you holding my hand all the time? It's burning me to death..."
Her hands were so cold that she couldn't even feel anything, and she didn't even notice that his body temperature was gradually rising.
After a moment of silence, Mo Jiuling retracted his hand.
"What are you doing!" Mu Lingbo asked hurriedly.
I saw him supporting the bed with his hands, trying to sit up, and jokingly said, "I want to get up, can't I?"
Mu Lingbo leaned her head on his back. At this moment, she didn't know how much she hated herself for not being able to save him.
Mo Jiuling felt the warmth coming from behind her, and her face slowly returned to its normal color behind her back. The corners of her mouth curved slightly, and she suddenly lowered her voice: "Ling Bo, I want to ask you a question."
