The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 418: I won’t be angry and hurt by her
In front of the door

Just as the two were about to leave, the door behind them opened wide, and the sect leader's gentle voice came from inside, "What are you arguing about? Get out! Get back to your mountains."

Everyone trembled and quickly bowed and saluted, "Yes, disciple, I obey."

Miaoyuan lowered her eyebrows and bit her lip tightly without speaking. She knew that the master must have heard what was going on outside, and what happened to them must have reached his ears word for word, so he was so angry.

She was so embarrassed and rude tonight. The master must hate her. She really is annoying wherever she goes.

"Junior sister..." Murong Feng called her in a low voice. He really didn't want her to get hurt or sad, but now that the master had given the order, they had to leave.

Miaoyuan gently brushed away his arm that was holding her and whispered: "Let's go, senior brother."

It turns out that the master has already given the order, so it would be inappropriate for them to stay here any longer.

"Junior sister..."

Murong Feng wanted to say something, but she walked away without looking back. He had never seen her so crisp and clear before.

"Junior sister?!"

Hua Rong was afraid that she would be sad, so she quickly caught up to her and stopped her. Miaoyuan stopped and Huarong ran to her side and comforted her: "Junior sister, don't worry, Junior Brother Hanmo is ready. When he recovers from his injury, I will ask him to go to the mountain to see you."

Miaoyuan bowed to him and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Huarong."

After saying that, she lifted her feet and left.

Huarong behind him looked at Murong Feng in surprise, no way, junior sister is leaving now? Don't you say anything good about Junior Brother Hanmo? Damn it, junior sister has such an attitude, she can't be angry.

Murong Feng sighed softly, said nothing, followed her pace and left.

"Hey, Senior Brother Murong?" Hua Rong wanted to ask something else, but she saw Long Sheng coming over and gently pulling his arm to tell him to shut up.

Didn’t you see that the sect master has spoken and asked everyone to go back to the mountain? How can they refuse? Are they allowed to disobey?

"Senior brother..." Hua Rong just opened his mouth to speak when he saw Long Sheng's eyes sweeping over fiercely. The pressure inside was self-evident.

He instantly raised his hand to cover his mouth, understanding what he meant. Tsk, wouldn’t it be okay if he didn’t say anything?

Long Sheng glanced at him, then turned to look at the row of people at the door of the room. It seems that these people will not go back to sleep tonight.

Huarong followed his line of sight and turned around.

Most of the disciples in the courtyard have left, leaving only a few disciples on duty. As soon as Hua Rong saw the battle at the door, she knew that these disciples must have received the order from their master, otherwise it would not be at this hour and they would still need to stand here on duty at the door of Junior Brother Hanmo's room. .

I'm afraid it's to prevent others from visiting Junior Brother Han Mo. It's just to prevent others from disturbing Junior Brother Han Mo, but if it's to prevent Junior Sister Miaoyuan...

Hua Rong couldn't help but put down the hand covering her mouth and exclaimed: "Master, this is too much."

I'm afraid what the disciple did just now was also instructed by the master.

Long Sheng turned around and yelled dissatisfied, "Shut up."

He is so courageous, and he can discuss the rights and wrongs of the master.

Hua Rong turned around and left angrily. He hated this posture of being guarded and controlled from top to bottom, inside and out.

A farce that ended without warning. But the people inside the house are unaware of the commotion outside, and the people outside the house are unaware of the depression inside.

On the bed, Han Mo woke up leisurely. His heavy eyelids made him feel as if he had slept for a long time, as long as ten thousand years.

"Are you awake?" Nan Kui stood beside his bed, crying with joy. She was so happy that she didn't know where to place her hands.

"Thank God, there are two disciples from the elves, otherwise I really don't know how to save you."

"Help...save me?" Han Mo held up his arms and tried to sit up, but for some reason, his body seemed to have lost all its strength. It was so limp that it couldn't support his body at all.

Before he could sit up, he lay down unbearably, his eyes full of confusion and pain.

This...what's going on?

Nan Kui quickly reached out to stop him, "Okay, the poison on your body has just been cured, and you are still weak."

"Poison?" The more Han Mo listened, the less he understood. When had he been poisoned?
He turned slightly sideways and saw Aunt Nan sitting at the head of his bed. Two disciples and senior sisters he had never seen before were standing not far from his bed, looking like elves. And the master who hurriedly walked in from the outer room and...

"Lord Sect Master?" Han Mo raised his eyebrows slightly. What is going on? Why are the master and the sect leader here?

And the sky outside. He couldn't help but look out the window at the dark night, and the doubts in his heart became deeper and deeper. It was obviously noon when he left, when the sunlight was at its best. How could it, how could it suddenly turn into night?

"Are you awake?" Min Lan walked forward, somewhat concerned.

"When you wake up, take good care of yourself. Don't run around. No one or anything is as important as your own body."

This, what does this mean?
Han Mo's eyes became more and more confused. He turned his eyes from Minlan to Hua Qinyan behind him, only to see him snort coldly, say nothing, turn around and go out again.

After that, he heard his master issue an order: "Come here, let them all go out. No one is allowed to disturb Hanmo disciples' meditation."

"Yes, disciple understands."

"Ask the disciples on duty to come over. From now on, no one is allowed to enter the Xuanting courtyard without my order."

"Yes, disciple, obey the order."

Han Mo was about to get up anxiously, but Nan Kui beside him reached out and held down his arm.

Han Mo looked at her at a loss. His already pale and weak face and frail figure looked even more frail at this moment, "Nan, Aunt Nan..."

What on earth happened? Why not let others enter his courtyard? Did he make any mistake?
Nan Kui looked at him distressedly, but she couldn't give him the answer he wanted at this moment.

Until Min Lan left a sentence, "That's all for tonight, I don't want to hear any comments." After leaving, the two elven disciples bowed their heads and left quietly.

Only then did the aunt and nephew talk freely.

Han Mo used all his strength to prop up most of his body, grabbed Nan Kui's hand and asked, "Aunt Nan, what happened?"

"Oh, you, what can I say?" Nan Kui looked at him distressed and helpless, and explained to him: "You are poisoned."

"poison……"

"It's a poisonous tangerine! It's a poison that grows in the Zhuxiong Forest. Tell me, how did you get so poisonous? What have you been doing in the past two days? Who have you offended? How could you let it happen? People want you to die."

"Ju... poisonous tangerine..." Han Mo's face turned pale as he was hit by such a rare poisonous tangerine. Who doesn't know that thing? It is one of the most deadly poisons. The poison is very strong and dangerous. Once it attacks, there is no possibility of survival. It can be said that without the medicinal power of sap grass, it would be fatally poisonous.

Unexpectedly, not only was he poisoned, but he was also rescued by the sect master and Aunt Nan before the attack occurred.

Then it would be a blessing among misfortunes for him to wake up tonight.

"Think carefully, have you come into contact with any suspicious people today? Think carefully, where did this poison come from, and who gave it to you?"

Nan Kui was still asking questions, but Han Mo's mind was suddenly attracted by the sound outside the door.

"If you say you won't let me, I won't let you."

"I said let's go!"

"what……"

"Junior sister," "Junior sister Miaoyuan?"

"Miaoyuan?!" Han Mo sat up immediately, not even caring about his own injuries, and pushed Nan Kui away to get out of bed.

Nan Kui stood up, pushed him back with quick eyes and hands, and yelled: "Are you crazy?!"

"Nan...Aunt Nan?" Han Mo was surprised. He had never seen her yelling so harshly, so he was stunned by her being like this.

"Lie down!"

Nan Kui pushed him heavily onto the bed. Actually, she didn't use much strength, but Han Mo didn't have the strength, so he couldn't sit still at all.

"Now that you have been hurt by her like this, you still want to go out to see her?!"

Han Mo shook his head, "No, it's not Aunt Nan..."

If it wasn't Manzhu who harmed him, how could Manzhu harm him? He would rather believe that Hua Qinyan would harm him than Miaoyuan would harm him.

"You stay here to recuperate, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

"Aunt Nan?!"

"Shut up."