Just as Ye Beiling was about to speak, Xia Houyan interrupted, "Ye Beiling is just a passerby!"
"You can just be a passerby and I'll save Xiaobao!" He didn't thank the other person at all for helping him get away from him.
Mu Lingbo glanced at Ye Beiling lightly, feeling a little grateful in his heart. It was obvious that he was sincere.
She threw the torch to Xia Houyan and took a few steps closer, "Um...Ye Beiling, thank you."
Ye Beiling said disapprovingly, "I just feel that it is shameful for someone to take Xiaobao away from me so easily, and I am also very worried about Xiaobao's safety."
Mu Lingbo nodded, "No matter what the reason is, I still have to thank you. But..."
He looked at the other party and said, "Just what?"
Mu Lingbo rubbed his temples sadly, and at the same time he raised his hand, a stream of smoke rushed out from his sleeves. Ye Beiling, who was waiting for an answer, seemed to be spinning in circles, swayed twice and fell down.
"It's just that you better not interfere." She sighed softly and completed this sentence.
Xia Houyan put away the folding fan, took a long breath and looked down at the people on the ground, "Then I wish you good luck. I hope you can successfully bring your son back when this guy wakes up."
But if he thought about it carefully, he might even get one more person back.
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Yunlai Small Building is built on a small island in the middle of the lake, isolated in the center of the lake, surrounded by water, and has an excellent view.
Visitors from any direction cannot escape the eyes of the secret whistle.
But the only disadvantage is that there is no light in the dark.
It was a gloomy night, with most of the moon hidden in the thick clouds, and the few stars were not enough to illuminate the lake.
Under the dark night, the lake surface is like a deep black water, calm but hiding unpredictable dangers.
A flickering light in the center of the lake is like a lighthouse floating in the sea.
Mu Xiaobao sat obediently on a bench in a small hall and looked quietly at his uncle who was carrying him over and said he wanted money rather than his life.
The purple layer on Mo Jiuling's hands has not faded away yet, and it only took about a stick of incense to stabilize the poison.
"Your Majesty." Qing Yan shook his head at him when he came in, "We don't have the antidote for this kind of poison here."
Mu Xiaobao curled his lips and continued to look at them innocently, his eyes looking around.
It’s amazing that they can find it!
Brother Lan is unrivaled in preparing poisons, and he never considers whether there is an antidote! Often even Grandpa Bai can't do anything.
This is Brother Lan's latest invention. These two uncles shouldn't pretend that they have seen everything.
Mo Jiuling still wore that mask, and in the dim light, she looked less scary.
"What kind of poison is this?" The long eyebrow behind the mask raised, looking at Xiaobao who was pretending to be embarrassed.
Mu Xiaobao was not afraid to tell them, "This is called a purple pig's hand. Uncle, hurry up and find the antidote. If you don't detoxify within twelve hours, you may really turn into a pig's hand. That's scarier than the mask on your face, uncle."
too much."
"A poison with such a name? Where did you get this poison?"
Mu Xiaobao shrugged and said innocently, "It was given by someone else. In fact, if uncle had considered Xiaobao's opinion earlier, Xiaobao would not be willing to use it casually! Look, after all the talk, he will be kidnapped in the end!"
Mo Jiuling glanced at him and said, "A gift from your godfather?"
There was something slightly strange about his tone.
