In the Moxie Courtyard, the secret compartment was opened, revealing a secret room.
Mo Xie was brought into the secret room by the guards. All his limbs were chained and he could not move. He was in a state of embarrassment, his clothes were all torn, his head was drooped, his black hair was all hanging down, his blood was gushing, and his wounds were all torn.
He was wailing in pain, his whole face was hideous and frighteningly white.
The guards in black walked in and wanted to feed Mo Xie a few pills the size of fingernails. Mo Xie's eyes widened and became bloodshot and terrifyingly red.
He was like a ferocious beast, furious.
When the guard approached him with the elixir, Mo Xie roared suddenly, like a vampire, opened his mouth, and bit the guard's wrist with force, causing the skin to burst and the flesh to be bloody. The guard let out a cry and his hand trembled violently.
, all the pills in his palm fell to the ground.
At this point, Mo Xie had not let go of his mouth, and the guard was covered in sweat. It was not until Mo Xie was exhausted that he let the guard go. At this time, the guard's hand was broken in half.
The guard's facial features wrinkled together, and his whole face was distorted with pain. He took a breath of air, covered his bloody hands, bent down, and walked out. His face was frighteningly white. After a while, several more guards appeared.
He walked into the secret room and brought in new elixirs, ready to be given to Mo Xie.
However, Mo Xie is now almost out of control and very scary. If anyone comes close, he can tear that person apart even if his limbs are chained.
When a person is poisoned by falling flower poison, the power in his body will be even stronger, and he will have no reason to speak of it.
Mo Xie only felt that he was in great pain, his internal organs were like burning, life was worse than death, he was numb, sore and itchy. Mo Xie wanted to take a knife and use the sharp tip to cut every part of the skin on his body. The process of bleeding was...
That kind of feeling, drunken and dreamy, ecstatic.
And this is the power of falling flower poison.
As time goes by and the poison deepens, the poisoned person will become obsessed with the feeling of self-mutilation and lose themselves in the smell of blood.
Mo Xie is a person with relatively strong willpower. It is unimaginable that he has been poisoned by flower poison for a year. Every few days, he has to be locked in a secret room, otherwise, sooner or later, his internal organs will be hollowed out by his hands.
The torn clothes on Mo Xie's body were soaked with sweat, as if he was immersed in the depths of the sea, and his chest was pressed by a huge mountain. He felt a strong sense of suffocation. He struggled to open his eyes, and there were beads of sweat hanging on his clear eyelashes.
, the scene in front of me is that of mountains and seas, sometimes dark night and sometimes white light, hazy clouds and mist, ups and downs, Mo Xie seems to be struggling on the line between life and death, fighting for half his life, crossing the ocean and climbing over the mountains and ridges.
In the white mist, the back of a person gradually appeared. The person was dressed in red, like a blood lotus from the River of Forgetfulness, slowly blooming. She looked back and smiled, looking forward to the glory.
There is a light song in the north, and one glance at the charming city.
In the dark and dark secret room, a smile appeared on Mo Xie's face, and the most gentle look of him lowering his head made several guards in the secret room look at each other.
There are a total of eighteen guards in charge of the secret room. They all have special skills and extraordinary strength. They secretly take care of Mo Xie and prevent Mo Xie from getting sick and being discovered.
In the city lord's palace, there is an old doctor who is the alchemist invited by the city lord Yong Yesheng from the alchemy palace. He is responsible for Mo Xie's fallen flower poison. It can be said that in addition to Mo Xie's strong willpower, Mo Xie can persist until now, and not only
When outsiders saw it, the old doctor helped a lot.
Now, Mo Xie's toxin has recurred, and the guards invited the old doctor to come.
The old doctor walked down the steps and entered the secret room. The strong smell of blood made the old doctor subconsciously frown and cough twice.
He walked towards Mo Xie and saw the pills scattered on the ground, his face was unhappy, "Didn't you take the medicine?"
The guard nodded, "Just now Xiaofeng gave Young Master Mo some medicine, and his right hand was almost bitten off. The tendons and veins are broken. I don't know if it can be cured."
"What a sin."
The old doctor sighed. During the year in the City Lord's Mansion, he had come into contact with Mo Xie. He liked Mo Xie who was not controlled by Falling Flower Poison. He even thought that Mo Xie was exactly the same as he was when he was young. Therefore, the old doctor was here.
He worked very hard to treat Mo Xie. He hoped that Mo Xie could regain his former glory and no longer be lifeless.
It's a pity that even if the master of the alchemy palace comes, he can't do anything when faced with falling flower poison.
The old doctor was able to stabilize Mo Xie and did his best.
The old doctor put down the medicine box on his back, took out a few pills, and wanted to give Mo Xie some medicine.
The guard quickly stopped him, "Physician, no, Mr. Mo has an unstable temperament right now. You can't get too close, otherwise he will hurt you. Please let me wait for things like giving medicine."
The old doctor glanced at the guard, "Do you want this guy to bite your hand off?"
The guard lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
The old doctor snorted and walked in front of Mo Xie, "Mo Xie, I believe you can defeat the falling flower poison. If you also want to bite off my hand, that's no problem. I am a doctor and can heal it myself. But
You must take this medicine. If you don’t take it, you will be controlled by the falling flower poison. The falling flower poison will swallow your heart and soul and make you blind. You said, if Ye Qingge sees you like this,
How would you feel? You came to Luohua City because of her, but lost your life there. How do you want her to live? She must feel guilty and depressed."
Mo Xie's eyes were dull and his face was expressionless, which was very scary, but the old doctor understood that Mo Xie listened to his words.
The old doctor breathed a sigh of relief and put the elixir in front of Mo Xie's mouth.
Mo Xie was like a puppet, opening his mouth mechanically and swallowing three brown pills.
"Keep him locked up overnight. He should be fine tomorrow morning. Prepare a medicinal bath and put in the medicinal materials I found recently to treat his injuries."
The old doctor looked at the injuries on Mo Xie's body and shook his head. Every wound was shocking. New and old wounds were so densely intertwined that the old doctor couldn't bear to look at them anymore.
It is unimaginable what kind of pain he has gone through for more than a year.
The old doctor has been studying medicine for many years, and what he wants to solve most is the poison of fallen flowers.
If he could develop an antidote to the poison in his lifetime, his life would not be in vain.
The old doctor left the secret room and was escorted off by the guards.
"I heard that Ye Qingge came to Luohua City?" the old doctor asked seemingly unintentionally.
The guard replied: "Yes, I arrived this evening and have already checked into Tingyuxuan."
"Ye Qingge is a strange person. He can make Mo Xie's three souls lose seven souls. I would like to meet him." The old doctor said as he walked away.
In the secret room, Mo Xie's eyes were red and full of tears. After taking the elixir, his pain was much reduced. At least, the thought of self-harm was not so strong anymore.
Listening to Yuxuan, Qingge lay on the bed, tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep.
She wrapped herself in a light gauze, got out of bed, and walked to the window. From here she could see the Tingyu Pavilion and vaguely hear the sound of water flowing.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, light rain falls one after another.
For some reason, she felt anxious, as if she had fallen into Buddhism, and felt extremely uncomfortable.
A tear dropped from the corner of Qing Ge's eyes and slid down her cheek.