The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 416: Listen less, speak less, very little
in the courtyard

The clear moonlight shone down and shrouded the figures of the three people. The gentle breeze blew by, and most of the impetuousness in their hearts was instantly relieved.

Murongfeng and Miaoyuan sat opposite each other, both of them lowered their heads and said nothing.

Hanliang sighed, stood behind them and said, "Don't think so much. With the sect leader and Master Nankui here, junior brother will wake up well."

Miaoyuan didn't speak. She kept her head down, holding something unknown in her hand, and she was in a daze. Apparently, she didn't take the words of comfort into her heart.

Murong Feng naturally heard what he said, but he didn't know that the danger of the poisonous molten orange was so easy to solve. Even if the sect master and Master Nan Kui are here, there is no 100% guarantee that Junior Brother Hanmo will be able to wake up.

But now they have no other choice but to wait. They only hope that Junior Brother Hanmo can really wake up properly.

Otherwise, Junior Sister Miaoyuan...

Murong Feng raised his head and looked in Miaoyuan's direction with his red eyes, feeling a little distressed and said, "Junior sister."

He worries about her. I'm worried that Junior Sister Miaoyuan won't be able to bear Junior Brother Hanmo's appearance.

Miaoyuan touched the protective scale charm in her hand and murmured, "Brother, I believe in Master Nankui's medical skills. She will definitely be able to cure the big snake."

"you……"

"Mr. Nan Kui is so powerful. He can even cure my wind-cold disease. How could he not be able to cure the so-called Melting Orange?"

"Junior sister?" Murong Feng's heart trembled. Her pretending to be strong and her indifferent voice made him scared.

Junior Sister Miaoyuan never talks like this. She is sincere and frank with others. She will say whatever she wants and show what she hates directly on the outside. But she will never be like this now. She is clearly about to be shattered in her heart. But he still pretends to be an iron wall, which makes people sad.

"Senior brother..." Miaoyuan held the protective scale talisman tightly in her hand. When she looked up at him, her voice was trembling, "Do you think the big snake can really wake up properly?"

The little girl's purple eyes were red, and tears were about to fall again. Her tears have not stopped since she went to Mibiscus Mountain, and her skin is delicate and fair, so when her eyes turn red, she looks particularly aggrieved and pitiful.

Murong Feng avoided her gaze and did not dare to answer her easily. Thinking that this little ghost was the noble little highness of the ghost clan, and now he was sitting in the courtyard with him crying, he felt even more helpless and distressed.

"Of course! Absolutely!" Han Liang couldn't help but answered her for Murong Feng. Seeing little junior sister Miaoyuan crying again, her beautiful little face was like a porcelain doll that would break if touched, which made people feel very distressed.

"Don't worry, junior sister, the sect leader has a complete detoxification book for all things in the world. No poison can stump him."

"Really...really?" Miaoyuan wiped her tears and turned to look at him.

Han Liang nodded hastily, "Of course it's true. The sect leader and Master Nan Kui just went out to find the detoxification book. As long as we find that, I believe that the tangerine poison can be easily cured."

"That's good." Miaoyuan resisted the soreness at the tip of her nose and held back all her tears. As long as the master can detoxify, the big snake can wake up well.

"Senior Brother Huarong is out..."

"Senior Brother Longsheng and Senior Brother Huarong came out together..."

The disciples in the courtyard were talking together in twos and threes. The voices were so mixed that they didn't even notice what they were saying, but the three of them heard what they said at the same time.

"Senior brother is out?" Han Liang quickly turned around and looked over. Even Murongfeng and Miaoyuan who were sitting in the pavilion couldn't help but look over when they heard the movement.

When Long Sheng pulled Huarong out, he happened to see the three of them sitting in the pavilion through the crowd, so he walked towards this side.

Hua Rong was so suffocated that she couldn't help but grab his arm and break free from his arms, "Senior Brother!!"

If he drags him away any longer, he will probably suffocate to death. Does he have any brotherhood at all? Long Sheng smiled apologetically, "Okay, let's go."

Huarong snorted coldly and took the lead to walk from his side towards the pavilion.

"Senior Brother Murong, Junior Sister Miaoyuan—" As soon as he stepped in, he greeted the two of them warmly. It was inconvenient for him to be in the room just now, but now that he is out, he can say what he wants and do what he wants to do.

Murong Feng stood up and nodded to him, "Junior Brother Huarong," and then saluted Long Sheng behind him, "Senior Brother Long Sheng."

"Junior Brother Murong, long time no see." Long Sheng stepped into the pavilion and nodded to Murong Feng. He raised his eyes and looked at Miaoyuan again, and said hello: "Junior sister Miaoyuan, it's been a long time."

Miaoyuan quickly stood up, bowed and saluted: "Hello, Senior Brother Longsheng——"

Hanliang bowed from behind and bowed, "Senior Brother Longsheng, Senior Brother Huarong."

Long Sheng smiled, walked to them and sat down naturally, "We are all disciples of the same sect, so there is no need to be so polite. Please sit down quickly."

There are a total of four seats here. After he sat down, Murong Feng must also sit in one, and the remaining Huarong and Miaoyuan must also sit.

Hanliang bowed his head and resigned very wisely. He knew that this was not the occasion for him, because what they were going to say next was not what he should hear.

People, listen less and speak less, so that you can live longer.

Miaoyuan, Murongfeng and others then sat down. Neither of them spoke, and the place naturally cooled down. At this time, the little prince with beautiful face, who is the best at warming up the show and enlivening the atmosphere, naturally appeared.

He turned to look at Long Sheng beside him and asked, "Senior brother, who did you think was responsible for the highly toxic molten orange in my body?"

Long Sheng shook his head and said ashamedly: "I can't guess."

Hua Rong: "..." One sentence made the whole conversation go crazy.

Senior brother, senior brother! You are our wise and wise senior brother on Mugina Mountain! If you don't know, do you think we three little Luoluo can know?

On the opposite side, Miaoyuan, who had just raised her eyes and looked over, lowered her head in frustration, and the newly ignited hope in her eyes was extinguished again. She thought that Brother Longsheng would know who was behind it.

"But..." Long Sheng changed the topic, and the three people across from him immediately pricked up their ears and listened attentively.

Long Sheng was a little amused in his heart, but he said calmly: "The person behind the scenes can inject such a poisonous liquid to Junior Brother Han Mo without anyone noticing. He must have advanced cultivation and careful thinking, isn't it? Ordinary disciples can do it.”

The three of them thought about it, felt it made sense, and nodded together.

Long Sheng: "..."

"Also, that person was able to obtain this poisonous tangerine. His cultivation must be more than 2.8 million years old, or around 3 million years old. In short-"

The three people's ears were straightened up, and they looked at him very seriously, fearing that they would miss a word from him.

Long Sheng: "..." Sometimes it is reasonable to speak less.

He slowed down for a moment and continued: "In short, there are very few people who can accomplish this."

After summarizing his words, the three of them began to lower their heads and think about it.

Long Sheng finally said, "Anyway, they won't be our disciples on Cangling Mountain."

Three people: "!!?"