After Shen Ming was released, a group of people from the national team rushed back to the country as soon as possible. After all, on their territory, it was inevitable that the Parthenon gang would go back on their word and make things difficult again.
Feng Li, why did you find a top healing mage?
"Shen Ming's poisoning is not deep. It is not a fatal poison. It is more like a neurotoxin. Are you trying to make Shen Ming unconscious?
According to the toxins remaining in his body, he will have to be comatose for at least half a month. Such physical fitness is really far beyond ordinary people!
It's just that...the previous battle caused the toxins in his body that were almost suppressed by himself to attack again."
The healing mage who was treating Shen Ming on the side said with some amazement.
"So what now?" Feng Li looked at the other party eagerly. If something happened to Shen Ming, he would be really heartbroken. Such a genius must not die young.
"Don't worry, even if it takes a while without me, he will wake up naturally. With my treatment, he will wake up within three days."
"That's good! This kid is really annoying, but who poisoned him? Could it be one of their own people who dared to attack the Parthenon?" Feng Li guessed, but until now,
I can't question the other party anymore.
This result is good for both parties. If they keep it secret, the other party will just pretend that nothing happened, which is considered a good result.
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"There really was a lot of trouble on this trip, first with Lao Zhao, then with Ming Zi... I always feel that something will happen!" Mo Fan always had a bad premonition in his heart, and Shen Ming suddenly became like this.
Things happen for a reason.
But who can I ask? What can the people in the Parthenon tell me? Ye Xinxia was also temporarily placed under house arrest because of Shen Ming's matter, and Shen Ming was even unconscious, so it was said that his life was not in danger.
But there seems to be a huge conspiracy behind it all!
Who is leading all this? Mo Fan can't figure it out.
"It seems that we can only wait until Mingzi wakes up!"
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"where am I?"
In a hazy state, Shen Ming slowly opened his eyes. He felt a headache, his heart was beating wildly, and he felt like he was at a loss what to do.
"You finally woke up and returned home!"
Mo Fan has been staying by the bed these days. Although he didn't say anything, everyone can see the worry in his heart.
Shen Ming covered his head and propped up his body, muttering to himself:
"Go back to the country...go back to the country..."
Suddenly, Shen Ming looked at Mo Fan with wide eyes and yelled: "I'm back home!"
"Yes! You caused such a big trouble in the Parthenon, and you stay there thinking that people will pick on you? What happened? How did you get poisoned?"
Mo Fan looked at Shen Ming curiously.
"Oops!"
Shen Ming cursed in his heart, "Damn it." He quickly got up from the bed and rushed out the door.
Mo Fan looked confused and quickly grabbed Shen Ming and asked, "What's going on? What's going on?"
"Xinxia is in danger!"
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"How could Xinxia be Salang? Those people are just telling lies!"
Shen Ming and Mo Fan quickly rushed out of the hospital. The most important thing now was to get to the Parthenon quickly.
"I don't know if they have taken action, but we must be quick!" Shen Ming kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm down his emotions slowly, telling himself that everything would be fine.
The two arrived at the airport quickly, but just as they bought their tickets and were about to board the plane, Feng Li suddenly appeared and blocked their way.
"Everyone, stop!"
"Teacher Feng Li, don't block me!" Shen Ming looked at him coldly. He had a hunch that those bastards had already taken action. Feng Li was obviously here to stop them from going to the Parthenon.
"Go back! Ye Xinxia cannot save the decision jointly made by the Parthenon and the Holy Inquisition Tribunal!" Feng Li took a deep look at the two of them. He had received this news early in the morning, and he finally understood why Shen Ming met that day.
He was so furious. Shen Ming knew what made him act so outrageously in front of the Goddess Hall.
"You hid it from me!" Mo Fan stared at Feng Li with wide eyes. He had been staying by Shen Ming's side these days and had no idea what was going on at the Parthenon.
"I'm doing it for your own good. Ye Xinxia is Salang!" Feng Li shook his head helplessly. This conclusion was jointly decided by the people from the Parthenon and the Holy Inquisition. Even if they were allowed to go, nothing would change.
Woolen cloth?
"She's not! Teacher Feng Li, get out of the way, I don't want to fight with you!" Shen Ming's expression at this moment was very scary, exuding a touch of hostility.
Mo Fan knew that if Feng Li persisted, Shen Ming would really take action, because in Shen Ming's world, there were never 7 billion people, but only those few people. If there was one missing, Shen Ming would go crazy!
"Teacher Feng Li, don't doubt what Mingzi said. There are so many people at the airport, and taking action will cause great losses and casualties. Xinxia is my sister, and I will not stand idly by!" Mo Fan also said in a low voice.
, but the firmness in his tone is moving.
"You!" Feng Li was speechless for a moment. When he knew that the two little guys were rushing to the airport, he knew something was wrong. He also knew that he couldn't stop them, so he wanted to try again.
How many years has it taken for China to produce two decent geniuses? It would be such a pity if they really failed here!
"Let's go together! Don't think you are the only ones paying attention to this matter. Ye Xinxia is a Chinese and one of ours. No one will give up on her until the right and wrong are completely clear!"
Feng Li took a deep look at the two of them and said.
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"Why did you announce this matter without telling me? Do you still see me as the palace mother in your eyes?"
"The evidence is conclusive. It's just a matter of time. Now you regret it? You must know that you personally took out Salang's blood stone. There is no doubt that Ye Xinxia is Salang. She killed the saint Pannija, and there is something living in her body.
An evil soul." Great Sage Melora curled her lips disdainfully.
Whether Ye Xinxia is Salang or not, everyone present actually knows it well, some are involved and some acquiesce.
The palace mother is the one who acquiesced before, but what does this sudden change of heart mean?
"But why wasn't I notified in advance? Or maybe you, Melora, think you can take my place!"
The temple mother glared at Merola fiercely. Over the years, she had not taken care of many things. A temple without the goddess was equivalent to losing faith. As a temple mother, she must consider the overall situation, delegate power where it should be delegated, and appease where needed.
But it seems that her tolerance has caused these guys to become arrogant and domineering.
"Mother of the Palace, why are you always so hesitant? Since you are silent, why don't you remain silent? Just like back then, you cast the black stone of sin. In the end, why are you pretending to be a good person?"
Melora sarcastically said that she no longer had to compromise, as long as she waited until Yizisha was resurrected, then her great sage Melora would be the biggest contributor.
"Meora! Watch your words, I remember I once said, don't mention that matter in front of me!"
Hailong, who had been silent all this time, snorted coldly, and the atmosphere changed instantly. The other palace masters also snorted coldly, expressing their support for Hailong. Melora was too arrogant.
Among the people present, although there were some who participated in this matter and were from Merola's side, they were only on the same side regarding this matter.
Wentai is taboo in the upper levels of the Parthenon, because it was once the belief and sorrow of a generation! And the four current temple masters once regarded Wentai as their belief! Although the belief is no longer there, it still remains.
No one can insult!
Seeing that she had aroused public anger all of a sudden, Melola was a little stunned and stopped talking immediately, but she viciously cursed these duplicitous people in her heart.
Obviously everyone is engaged in dirty things, but they always talk about being noble, which makes people feel extremely disgusting!
After a while, Merola finally spoke for the first time:
"Priest Duranke and the others are almost ready to prepare the ceremony. We will wait for the results then! I don't think there is anything to discuss, so I'll take my leave!"
After saying this, Melora was not prepared to stay any longer. Among the people present, she was the only one who wholeheartedly wanted to revive the temple. At least, what did Melora think in her own heart? As long as Yishiya is resurrected, she can rely on the other party's iron blood.
With this method, the Parthenon will definitely be restored to its former glory, and my status as a great sage will also rise with the tide. What a wonderful thing this is!
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In the empty room, Ye Xinxia stared blankly at her hands, her eyes full of panic and fear.
The sun shines on the ground through the window, reflecting the vertical bars, which are the reflection of the iron railings.
There are restrictions all around the room, and the guard knights outside take turns changing shifts. The residence of the Parthenon Saint has become a prison.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Astraea walked in with a somewhat complicated look in her eyes.
"You killed someone!"
Hearing this, Ye Xinxia, who was originally very quiet, suddenly became manic, covered her ears with her hands, and kept screaming.
Astraea quickly stepped forward and held the opponent's hand in an attempt to calm Ye Xinxia down.
As if feeling the temperature from Astraea's hands, the panicked Ye Xinxia gradually calmed down.
"I killed people! I am a murderous, heinous villain. I am Salang!"
"You know what will happen if you let that guy see you like this?" Astraea's inner mood suddenly became weird and she said inexplicably.
"Shen Ming... Brother must be very disappointed, right? I am actually such an evil person!" Ye Xinxia seemed to have lost everything for a moment, and it seemed that she had exhausted all her courage to say such words.
"No!"
Astraea replied firmly.
"Even if no one in the world believes in you, that guy will definitely believe in you! Don't give up until the last moment!"
This is all Astraea can do now. If she hadn't already known who the real Sarang was? She might have believed it. It was this feeling of knowing the truth but not being able to tell that made her extremely uncomfortable.
What's even more sad is that even if the truth is told, it will not help now.