Perhaps because he hadn't heard this name for a long time, the Night King was stunned for a long time before he slowly came back to his senses and said, "I heard that this person is dead, so I have given up all hope."
"Have you forgotten, Your Majesty the Night King? I am her descendant." Huang Beiyue stepped forward, "Your Majesty, can you rest assured that I will take your pulse?"
The Night King glanced at her and slowly stretched out his hand. Huang Beiyue's fingertips touched the pulse on his thin wrist, and she concentrated slightly.
"I haven't seen the distinguished guest you brought here for many years." The Night King suddenly sighed.
Eyelashes twitching slightly, Huang Beiyue said calmly: "It's a pity that she is very weird and doesn't like to meet people. Otherwise, she would be able to catch up with His Majesty."
Taking his fingers away from the pulse, the Night King slowly pulled his sleeve over and covered his wrist, "How is your diagnosis?"
"I dare not treat the illness Your Majesty brought from the womb, but I can give it a try for the remaining poison in the body."
"You mean, I am poisoned?" There was a moment of shock, and then the Night King understood and smiled, "How do you plan to cure this poison?"
Huang Beiyue pondered seriously for a moment and said: "This did not happen overnight. His Majesty has been poisoned for so many years, and the toxin has already penetrated deep into the bone marrow. I need time to think of a good remedy."
"It's not that I want to doubt you, but why should you convince me?"
Anticipating that he would ask this question, Huang Beiyue smiled faintly and said calmly: "The poison was given by Xuanyuan Jin. She is no longer alive at this moment. I am the only one in this world who has no boundaries for all beasts.
You have no choice."
She glanced at him with cold eyes, and even though the trump card hadn't appeared yet, the confidence in her eyes was still convincing.
The Night King was stunned for a moment and murmured: "She is dead?"
The low voice suddenly became empty, as if sinking into an abyss...
"Night King!" Huang Beiyue quickly took action, held the Night King's arm, and supported him with a little force.
As soon as there was any movement here, someone from the nearby palace hurried over and helped the Night King sit in his wheelchair.
"How did she die?" The Night King held Huang Beiyue's hand tightly, "What did she say before she died?"
Huang Beiyue shook her head helplessly. She had only seen Xuanyuan Jin's body. If she wanted to know what she said before she died, she might have to ask Xiang.
The Night King was pushed away in disappointment. Watching him leave, Huang Beiyue suddenly remembered something and shouted at his back: "Night King, until I find a way to cure the poison, my safety lies in the labor-gui realm."
Got it!"
Although I knew the Night King was far away, I wasn't worried that he wouldn't hear me.
With her safety temporarily guaranteed, Huang Beiyue felt a little more at ease. She returned to Prince Lei's Mansion and immediately began to help Tian Kui circulate his vitality.
On the eighth day, the vitality of Ten Thousand Beasts Boundless entered her veins much more smoothly than the first time. Half an hour later, Huang Beiyue withdrew her hand and closed her eyes to check.
However, there is another streak of red in the symbol source.
And the black range gradually expanded, and gradually it seemed to be on par with her original vitality. Seeing this situation, she felt slightly solemn.
She was betting with her life. If this spell was a trap, then her life, Huang Beiyue's, would really come to an end.
However, if the bet wins, it will be hard to say what will happen in the future.
"Is the Night King really poisoned?" Tian Kui suddenly said when she was checking the source of the symbol.
