Distressed Poison Doctor

Lingbao Pavilion.

Yuwen Nankang soon received a secret report.Patriarch Situ came to seek revenge and destroyed the double he had painstakingly cultivated for five years.His brows were immediately twisted into a knot.The teacup in his hand hit the ground with a bang.Roaring: "Tell me, who leaked the secret?" He just wanted to threaten Luo Zhongtian to let him marry Tianle to him, so why did he attract Patriarch Situ to seek revenge?What's more, it was Luo Zhongtian who killed Situ Yan. He just promised the city and gave money.

A man in black knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and came one by one: "Patriarch Situ brought Situ Neizong's people here on a Kunpeng. They surrounded the palace and threatened that if Luo Zhongtian didn't come out, he would overturn the entire palace." .Later, Tianle..."

When Tianle was mentioned, the man in black raised his head slightly, observing Yuwen Nankang's expression.Seeing that Yuwen Nankang's expression became more and more ugly, a cold light flashed quickly in his eyes, and he continued: "Tianle told Patriarch Situ that she was investigating the cause of Situ Yan's death and found clues. Patriarch Situ gave me a sachet, so Patriarch Situ went to the posthouse and called for the master to go and die."

Yuwen Nankang frowned even tighter, and scolded in a cold voice: "Raise your head!"

The man in black had to raise his head and meet Yuwen Nankang's eyes.

"Which group are you from? Why has the prince never seen you?"

"Returning to Your Highness, I followed that Nankang Crown Prince. So Your Highness is not familiar with me. Everything this servant said is true, and I hope His Highness will check it out!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

The butler of Lingbao Pavilion walked in with a smile in his hands holding the top-grade spirit stone.

He came to collect the money.

With one look from Yuwen Nankang, the man in black on the ground stepped out of the window and disappeared.

The artificial lake not far from Lingke Pavilion.

Cui Quan was dressed in night clothes and hid behind a tree. When the men in black approached, he grabbed the man in black and asked softly, "How is it?"

The man in black looked around for a while, and then said: "Everything is according to what the father-in-law said, and the servant has said everything. This account, Yuwen Nankang must have been recorded in the name of Tianle. If you can't marry her, you should destroy her!"

Cui Quan evoked a smile, a pair of stern eyes flickered coldly.He took out a black pill from the ring, and with a flick of his finger, the pill flew precisely into the mouth of the man in black.

The man in black immediately knelt down and thanked him: "Thank you, father-in-law!" After speaking, the figure flashed again and disappeared.

Yuwen Nankang put away the top-grade spirit stones, paced in the wing room, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth: "Tianle, it seems that if you don't get rid of you, this prince will not have a happy life!"

After speaking, he pushed open the door of the wing room.Spending a hundred taels of silver, the people of Lingbao Pavilion picked a good horse from the stable.

Stepping on the horseback and heading west, Yuwen Nankang galloped in the opposite direction of the post house.

After running for about fifty or sixty miles, he took a breath, stopped, turned his head, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said in the direction of Prince Jin's mansion: "Xue Tianle, the prince will come back again!"

After speaking, he continued to gallop away.Moreover, after leaving the city, he tried to avoid official roads as much as possible.

He had heard of Kunpeng from Situ's family.If the servant's report just now was good, Kunpeng of Situ Neizong was dispatched.Not to mention the ancient Kunpeng beast pet, even if any master of the inner sect stepped forward, he could crush him to pieces with just a flick of his fingers, leaving no scum left.

Gritting his teeth and waving his horsewhip, he hurried on harder and harder.

Here at the posthouse.

Patriarch Situ still stood tall on Kunpeng's back, and shouted: "No one is allowed to leave!"

Those who abandoned their swords and wanted to escape into the post house felt as if roots had taken root under their feet, and no one dared to move half a step further.

They only need to look at the fate of 'Prince Yuwen', and they will feel lingering fear.At this moment, 'Yuwen Nankang' was covered with icicles all over his body, his body was riddled with holes, blood flowed out, and he was sucked into the icicles.Each icicle is like a work of art, revealing a coquettish red.If art is mixed with death, it will be extremely permeable, and once people see it, they will never forget it for a lifetime.

"Tell me, where is my son's body?" Patriarch Situ snorted air from his nose, trying his best to suppress his anger.Now, the culprit has been executed.But it is still difficult to understand the hatred in his heart!If this group of people doesn't know good from bad and doesn't take the initiative to hand over Yan'er's body, let them turn into ice cubes one by one.

silent.

Dead silence.

At this time, a follower finally stood up from the crowd, cupped his hands and looked up, and said, "Patriarch Situ, do you know where the body of Young Master Situ is?"

"Take me there!" Three words, cold and biting.

"Yes!" The speaker bowed his hands and accepted the order.

Patriarch Situ flicked his sleeves, a gust of wind passed by, and the attendants who took the initiative to stand up were swept up by the wind.It landed firmly on the back of his Kunpeng.

"there……"

"Left..."

"Yes, turn right a little bit, the front is there..."

About ten minutes passed.After leaving the post house, we passed through several streets, crossed an artificial lake, and climbed over a mountain.Came to the edge of a cliff.

The person who guides the way is in his body, and the strong wind whistles in his ears.He pointed to the bottom of the black hole and said: "Young Master Situ was pushed down!"

"Go down!" Patriarch Situ uttered two words coldly.

Kunpeng rushed down the cliff of the black hole with a rush.

The passer-by only felt his legs go weak, and his body went limp. He lay down and hugged Kunpeng's neck tightly.Kunpeng shook his neck in great dissatisfaction. If this person was not useful to his master, it would have thrown him off the cliff long ago.

Under the cliff, it is another scene.A clear stream flows quietly in front of the cliff.Along the stream, there are colorful flowers.

There are several natural karst caves, and the mouths of the caves face the direction of the stream.

Patriarch Situ was still standing on Kunpeng's back, his sharp eyes shooting.Soon, they saw a pile of bones by the stream.Beside the white bones, there is also a piece of high-quality white jade that has been broken into three petals.

That piece of white jade is exactly what Yan'er wears.

"When was Yan'er killed?" Patriarch Situ got off Kunpeng's back and aged ten years in an instant.The body shook.Immediately someone stepped forward to support him and comforted him in a low voice: "Patriarch, condolences!"

The guide's eyes flickered for a moment, worried that if he told the truth, he would be shot to death, but if he told a lie, he would probably die faster.He had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Ten days ago!"

Patriarch Situ's body shook again.He murmured: "Ten days ago... Yan'er, Daddy is sorry for you! Yan'er, it was Le Yao who deceived you that day! Daddy will definitely avenge you..."

Patriarch Situ muttered, sometimes staring angrily, gnashing his teeth, and sometimes weeping.

The whole person is as old as a rare old man.