How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 157

   Chapter 157 A lonely grave in a thousand miles, nowhere to say desolate (79)

  Rong Yi said lightly: "There is only one antidote, if you really want her to live, if you really like her..."

   He smiled slowly, and took out the sword that was on the side. This sword was given to Rong Yan by the emperor at that time. It was indeed a good sword.

  Rong Bo's eyes fell on the sword, his expression dark and unclear, "You want to kill me?"

   "No, no, no." Rong Yiqing said in disapproval, "This is an exchange, Rong Bo, I just let you choose. I am the person who hates untrustworthy people the most."

After speaking, his tone changed and became full of suffocation, seeing Rong Bo's face getting worse and worse, Rong Yiqing became more and more proud, "You have to think about it, after all you have waited, Rong Yiqing became more and more proud. But can't wait..."

   Rong Bo's forehead was full of blue veins, and the bottom of his blood red eyes seemed to bite people, "Do you have to do this? I think you are crazy!"

"Yes!"

   "I'm crazy!"

Rong Yiqing's face turned sullen, the hatred in those eyes was like a fire that could completely burn the corpse of the person on the other side, and he said word by word, "You guys Shouldn't it be damned? Who will let me go? I live like a dog, who cares how I feel!"

The hatred in   's eyes is so high, "I just use the way of others to treat others. Am I wrong? What's wrong with me! It's you who are wrong!"

   "Damn you! Damn!"

In the eyes of the man who had never spoken too much, endless hatred burst out fiercely. He felt that the blood in front of him was red. The previous life overlapped with this one, so that he couldn't tell where he was, but how could the unforgettable hatred be? Can't forget, can't erase.

   After finishing speaking, Rong Yiqing's eyes suddenly shifted to the famous paintings hanging on the wall. These paintings were treasured by Wen Xien. These paintings made Rong Yiqing unable to control the emotions in his heart, his eyes were like ghosts.

   He stepped forward and shredded the famous painting hanging on the wall, ignoring the obstruction of the palace servants, tearing it to shreds.

"Okay..." Rong Bo watched quietly, letting this man go crazy, he picked up the torn painting that was thrown on the ground, and said very calmly, "As long as you give me the antidote, I will promise you everything, as long as you give me…"

Rong Bo looked at the painting that he couldn't put together, his hands were shaking, he pursed his thin lips tightly, and was silent for a long time before he said pleadingly, "You promise me... You are right, I don't know. What's the festival between you and Ranran, I'll take it for her, in the future... "

  The man paused for a moment, this time his deep voice became hoarse, "You and her are good... She used to like you so much, and was so kind to you..."

   Rong Bo is so unwilling and resentful, but to let him watch Wen Xien die, he can't do it, no matter what.

  Yes, Wen Xien likes Rong Yiqing so much, but if she knew that Rong Yiqing killed her two imperial brothers, would she still like it?

   And he, after his death, will definitely leave traces in Wen Xien's heart that can no longer be erased, that's enough.

   As long as she still remembers him, he is willing to use any despicable means. At this moment, he is not afraid of dying, nor does he feel bad, on the contrary...

   He is very happy, he is willing, very happy.

  Rong Yiqing laughed and didn't care, and gave some of the antidote to the imperial doctor.

   Rong Bo caught it first, he held it carefully, and he couldn't slack off.

   Just picked up the medicine pot and was pouring the hot soup into the bowl, when suddenly I heard the panicked cry of the palace servants from the inner hall.

   "...Ugh...Emperor...Fourth Lord she...Emperor."

Regardless of whether the medicine jar in his hand was hot or not, Rong Bo put it down abruptly, then rushed into it with big strides. As soon as he turned in, he was faced with the strong **** smell again. Fresh blood, irritated body chills.

The palace servant was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, only one palace servant kept crying and shouting, and kept wiping the blood gushing out from his lips with a silk cloth, but even if the whole silk cloth was dyed red Now, the blood in the person's mouth is still vomiting out, as if he wanted to vomit the little blood left in his body this time.

   He half-supported the man who was spitting out blood. Rong Bo, who was trembling all over, turned his head and shouted angrily at the guard with red eyes, "Go, ask Rong Yiqing to come over, go!"

   Holding the blood-stained cloth tightly in his hands, the palace servants shivered and shrank, afraid to come out.

Holding the person who finally stopped vomiting blood in his arms, Rong Bo shivered and wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve, and kept saying: "It's okay, it's okay, but I'm useless, it makes you uncomfortable, Immediately...it won't be uncomfortable right away, you bear with it..."

Wen Xien felt the trembling hands of people, and suddenly raised his lower lip to him, as if he wanted to smile, but he couldn't smile at all. In those dull eyes, there was an indifferent color, as if he was about to smile. The coming death is accepted with ease.

Seeing the color in those eyes, Rong Bo gritted his teeth, his red eyes seemed to be soaked in a pool of blood, he shouted at the person: "Do you think it's over when you die, it's impossible, you When I die, I will let everyone be buried with you! I will make you restless underground... Can you hear me!"

   Wen Xien just looked at this man quietly, then turned his head slowly, as if he didn't want to look at him again.

   "I'm very tired...I'm really...really tired." The voice was very soft, and Rong Bo barely heard it when he got close to her mouth.

   However, Rong Bo shook his head vigorously, he said: "No, no, you can't leave me, I am alone... alone..."

   When he said this, he was extremely stubborn, but there were countless broken crystals in his eyes, "I finally got everything, why are you leaving..."

   pressed against the man's forehead, his voice was painful and sad, "I haven't even enjoyed this glory with you, I haven't held you to the highest position... How dare you go!"

   Closed his eyes tightly, tears finally fell from his eyes, and there was too much trembling in his voice that was once suppressed, "I won't let anything happen to you, no matter what the cost."

   At this time, Rong Yiqing walked over with a calm expression, but when he saw the blood, his eyes moved slightly.

   Rong Yiqing's footsteps paused calmly, then slowly accelerated, and almost ran past at the back.

   He took out an elixir and tried to stuff it into Wen Xien's mouth without saying a word.

  This is the only antidote, different from another boiled one, which can be solved in one go.

   As long as you take this antidote, you will be fine.

   But as soon as the antidote entered his mouth, Wen Xien spat it out.

   At this moment, the panicked minds of the two men went blank.

   (end of this chapter)

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