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Chapter 1735 pretending to be really like

A rough roar sounded, and the pain was endured.

Feng Jinghong sat there, already sweating profusely.

When Lan Yizhi saw it, his expression dimmed and he slowly stood up.

Before Huang Yuan'er could get close, Lan Yizhi appeared in front of her in an instant.

"Ninth Prince, I don't want you to pass." No one can get close.

"Child." Feng Huang held Feng Jinghong's hand, looking at him with a bit of pleading.

Feng Jinghong frowned, but refused to speak, letting Huang Yuan'er get closer to him.

"Jinghong, you don't have to be stubborn, let Yuan'er take a look at you." Uncle Wu Huang advised, with a sigh in his words.

Feng Jinghong looked over, his eyes filled with ice.

"Ninth Prince, this"

"What should we do"

"There seems to be no solution at all."

Everyone was so anxious that there was nothing they could do.

They also wanted to find a way so that they could show up in front of the emperor and the Ninth Prince, and then everything would be easy to discuss later.

Unfortunately, there is nothing they can do.

Luo Qingfeng saw everyone in a hurry and still sat there, not looking anxious at all.

"Don't you do something?" Mo Lingxuan asked curiously. He remembered that Xiaofeng was an alchemist. There should be a way.

Luo Qingfeng looked over and said with a smile, "Do you know what kind of Gu he is?"

With his appearance like this, she couldn't even tell whether the cold spell had been cured or not.

But he had said before that it was okay and he would not lie to himself, so she was so indifferent.

As for why this happened, maybe he put something else in his body.

He can control this thing, and it is easy to recover.

Seeing this scene, she seemed to understand why he couldn't figure out his cold Gu in the past.

"I don't know." Just looking at it from a distance, who would know what it is.

"Go over and take a look." Luo Qingfeng looked at Mo Lingxuan and pointed to the busy place.

"I" Mo Lingxuan pointed at himself.

Just him

Are you kidding?

"Of course." Luo Qingfeng nodded.

"Are you sure?" He is just a medicine man. He thinks he is not good at curing poisons.

"Isn't there still me?" Luo Qingfeng asked with raised eyebrows.

What are you afraid of? Nothing will happen.

"Yes." Mo Lingxuan breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

It’s not that Xiao Feng still exists here. If he can’t do it, Xiao Feng will still be there.

With the relationship between Xiaofeng and Ninth Prince, he will definitely not let anything happen to Ninth Prince, that’s right.

"Okay, I'll go take a look." Mo Lingxuan stood up and walked towards the place surrounded by people.

Seeing everyone's anxious looks, he sighed and shook his head.

They look really similar.

What they are anxious about, they themselves know.

But one thing we can know is that it will definitely not be for the Ninth Prince’s body.

"Let me take a look." Mo Lingxuan stood behind the crowd and did not change his words.

Hearing that familiar voice, everyone's eyes lit up and they immediately turned around.

The patriarch of the medicine family

Seeing that it was Mo Lingxuan, everyone immediately got out of the way.

Fenghuang was also stunned for a moment, and then said anxiously, "Clan leader, please take a look quickly."

Mo Lingxuan stood behind the crowd and had a clear view of Fenghuang's expression. He looked at Fenghuang and was stunned for a moment.

The person in front of me at this moment is not the supreme being above ten thousand people, but just a father who loves his son.

"Okay, let me take a look." Mo Lingxuan walked over, looked at Feng Jinghong, and glanced to the side.

Feng Jinghong pursed her thin lips and looked in the direction of his eyes, towards Luo Qingfeng.


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