The Demon King Chasing His Wife: Black Belly Son

"Xiao Qing'er, you know the answer, don't you?"

Ming Yuanhua sighed, his eyes dimmed slightly.

"What? You mean... no... no, no way..."

She believes in her skills, her medical skills, and even more her alchemy skills.

Although her fire is not a strange fire, but under such high temperature, no matter what kind of poison it is, it can't hide it.

That poison must have been refined, it is impossible to still be in the elixir.

"Dragon clan, there is an ancient poison called dragon cup... This kind of dragon cup is usually cultivated by a deceased master with the essence and blood of his heart before death. In general, the dragon cup is a kind of poison. Death Cup... just..."

The devil looked at Luo Qingqing, and he couldn't believe that Long Yan came out with the dragon cup.

"It's just that the dragon cup must meet the mother cup before it can be revived after special catalysis..."

Haha... Luo Qingqing wanted to laugh out loud. She is an alchemist, so she is naturally familiar with all kinds of poisons because of her interest!And this kind of dragon clan is said to be unsolvable. She didn't believe that there really was such a thing.

Now, after hearing what Ming Yuanhua said, I never expected that it would happen to my son.

"you know?"

Ming Yuanhua looked at Luo Qingqing and sighed:

"There is no solution to the dragon cup, but it is not easy to attack... If you can find them in advance and master them, it will be a very good tonic..."

These words are just nonsense, no one in this world has ever been hit by this kind of dragon cup.

So no one can solve the dragon cup.

"What about the little bun? How old is he? What should he do?"

If she remembered correctly, the Dragon Cup should have no antidote.

Generally, the antidote for cup poison is prepared by oneself, but for dragon cup, it is usually made by people who are about to die, and it is done with all their heart and soul, and there is no time to make the antidote at all.

"Don't worry, I won't let him have an accident..."

Ming Yuanhua still spoke lightly, but Luo Qingqing knew that he was just comforting herself.

Because he wasn't sure either.

"Let's go back first... Let's go back and find a way..."

Luo Qingqing was a little depressed, this devil, does he miss his son?

Xiao Baozi is his son, his son is poisoned, how can he stay here for so long?

Isn't he worried that something will happen to the little bun?

What's more, you still want to be with her?

Now that I think about it, it's just a waste of time.

"The curative effect of this place is only in the past few days, and this lake water will not produce the effect just now within ten years..."

As if thinking of Luo Qingqing, the Demon King kindly explained:

"Besides, it's still unknown whether the little bun is poisoned or not, so don't worry about it..."

Luo Qingqing nodded, it was getting late at this time, she should go back quickly. .

Today, it turned out to be fifteen.

Luo Qingqing didn't want to renege on what she promised a long time ago, even though she was not in a good mood at all.

In the dead of night, when everyone had rested, she sat up suddenly.

Turning her head to look at Ming Yuanhua who was already asleep, Luo Qingqing sighed slightly.

This person always breaks into her world so violently. In his hands, she is a weak woman with no power to restrain her.

However, sometimes he inexplicably makes her feel at ease.

Get up quietly, put on a black night clothes, just put on clothes, suddenly feel wrong.