A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 806 Duke Zi, This Is Poisoning
"No, I'm already here!"

Suddenly, a mellow and gentle voice sounded from the side.Immediately afterwards, there was a 'squeak' sound of the door opening, and a smiling middle-aged man stood in front of the door, looking calmly and sharply at Zhonglangmo and his party.When he touched Lang Mo, Lang Bo, and Tal, surprise flashed across his face.

"This way please, he has been waiting for a long time!" Zhou Cun said coldly.

He doesn't have much interest in people other than Duke Zi, and he doesn't have much patience.Being able to stand up and open the door for Langmo and the others to invite them over is already the greatest patience he has.To expect him to give Lang Mo and others a smile is really foolish!
Lang Mo raised his eyes, and flickered across Zhou Cun's gentle face, showing a vague hostility.

hostility?

He didn't know this person, where did this hostility come from?

It's just inexplicable, is there wood?

"Let's go! Let's change the place to drink tea." Lang Mo nodded, signaling Jiang Qing and others to follow.

Lang Bo, Lei Ding and the others placed their bets on Zhou Cun, their eyes shone with an inexplicable brilliance.Provoking Zhou Cun to be silent for a while, he raised his hand and wiped his face a few times, thinking that it was because they looked at him like this because his face was stained with something dirty.

"Here we come!" Duke Zi raised his head, his gaze was burning on Lang Mo, and he scanned Lang Po and Tal carefully.He could feel a strange aura from these three people, intimate and familiar, like the closest relatives, and like returning to the side of his mother, of course, this is too much to say.Of course, considering that Duke Zi has lived alone for nearly a hundred years, it is natural to feel a lot closer when he encounters relatives who are connected by blood.

"Here we come." Lang Mo responded.

They looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.We were far away before, so the feeling is not as clear as when we are face to face now.Now, sitting in the same room, the throbbing from the blood is even worse, and several beating hearts can't help but synchronize, telling the deepest fetters of the blood.

"Who are you?" Lang Bo said in a deep voice.His eyes were as sharp as a leopard's, and he fixed his eyes on Duke Zi. The violent and evil spirit enveloped the whole room in an instant, and the air around him froze into ice, making it difficult to even breathe.

Startled, Zhou Cun drew his sword and was about to strike.

Unexpectedly, the moment he drew his sword.Mocha and Tal blocked the people from left to right, flanking back and forth, making it impossible for Zhou Cun to strike, and said harshly: "When did the Moroccan devil become so dishonest? Could it be that you people are also Victoria Lina?" His lackey?" In this meeting, he said that he would bring two people too much, but was rejected by Duke Zi.Right now, this situation makes Zhou Cun angry and angry, but it is difficult to do anything.

"Victoria? Queen Victoria of the Empire, if you say that, are you the Purple Duke whom Queen Victoria never forgets?" Didison was shocked, his eyes fixed on the face of the Purple Duke. Although he was old, But the gentle and gentle demeanor and those eyes full of melancholy and vicissitudes are simply weapons for killing young and old. No wonder Victoria has been thinking about her for so many years.

Looking closely, this face seems somewhat similar to both Lang Mo and Lang Po.

Earlier, when he was at the gate of the city, he only said that his eyes were dazzled.Now, looking carefully at the outlines of the three of them, they are really very similar. It can be said that Duke Zi may also be the old version of Lang Po and Lang Mo.With silver hair, he looks more refined and elegant.

"The Purple Duke is just a name imposed on me by Victoria. I forgot who I am, so I took the name Wuming. I am just a non-returner who has forgotten the past! However, if you insist on calling me the Purple Duke, I will I have no objection either." Duke Zi asked, his low and hoarse voice exuding a sexy taste.It is indeed very charming, and every move is mature and steady after years of honing.

"Lang Mo, the Moroccan demon lord and the head of the Wind Chasing Tribe." Lang Mo bowed.

"Wind Tribe..." Duke Zi murmured, stood up abruptly, clutched his chest and let out a muffled groan, unconsciously bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, with a sweep of his hand, he spilled the hot tea on the table onto the ground, making a crisp sound.The tables and chairs behind Duke Zi were also kicked down, "These words seem familiar, but why can't I remember them?"

"Godfather, are you okay?" Zhou Cun was so anxious that he didn't care about threatening to push away Mocha who was blocking him, and hurriedly supported the trembling Duke Zi, who was originally an orphan adopted by Duke Zi.However, he usually doesn't like to show others his status as a junior, and outsiders only think that these two people are friends of the same generation.

"Damn it, what did you guys do? How could godfather be coughing up blood?" Zhou Cun's eyes were red, and he looked sharply at Langmo and the others, as if he was going to choose someone to eat.Duke Zi is the person Zhou Cun respects the most. Victoria often suffers from him.

"Don't worry, if you guessed right, Duke Zi should have been poisoned a long time ago, causing him to lose his memory and forget the past." Didison stepped forward and said, "I'm a doctor, let me check carefully..."

The words fell, without waiting for Zhou Cun to answer.Raising his hand, he quickly poked Zhou Cun a few times, and soon Zhou Cun was left with only his eyeballs that could still move, and all his limbs were frozen.

"Devil Lord, is this situation very familiar?" After Didison checked, Xiaoxin and Langbo helped Duke Zi sit down, and wiped his hands in a leisurely manner.Every time after examining the body of a patient, Didison always cleans his hands with a silk handkerchief. He is very serious and serious, and must wipe every finger clean.However, he didn't dare to do this kind of thing in front of Lang Mo, he endured it a few times and learned his lesson.However, the habit of switching to someone else naturally reappeared!

"Wangqing San." Lang Mosen said coldly, his deep black eyes filled with cold scarlet and violent evil spirit, a person will never lose his memory for no reason, even if he hurts his head, it is impossible to forget everything.

Of course, seven years ago.

Langmo and everyone in the Wind Tribe know one thing, that is, there is a kind of poison that can erase a person's memory, completely erased, if the will is not firm, or if there is no half acquaintance around.Chances are, the person will never heal himself in his lifetime.

Langmo can quickly get rid of the sequelae caused by Wangqing Sandu.Just because there is a suspicious letter beside him, he will always leak something unconsciously. Lang Mo is a smart person, so he naturally traced something from the clues left by the letter.Then, Didison turned to help, otherwise he would not be able to completely free himself from that false memory in only half a year.

"You say that my amnesia is caused by poisoning?" Duke Zi said, his hoarse voice was full of fatigue, and his resentment could not be concealed under the fatigue.That pair of melancholy and vicissitudes of life pupils, for the first time gleamed with a frightening light, he can sit on the most powerful position in the empire, he cannot be an incompetent person, he quickly analyzed the suspicious person who poisoned him in his mind, his face was livid Unsightly, he closed his eyes slowly, and said calmly: "There is plenty of time, can you please explain it in detail?"

(End of this chapter)