stocking the prince to death

Chapter 260 Ghost Grass, healing
got used to?
Mo Qi frowned and looked at Ji Ruyue, but because he had nothing to do with Ji Ruyue, he didn't say anything.

A person who is used to such severe pain that can make people die, so... how much did he bear?

Xia An took out a jade box from his bosom, and he opened it, "There is Youmocao in it, you take a piece in your mouth first."

Ji Ruyue looked at the black Youmocao with disgust, "Youmocao?"

Xia An nodded, and pinched one piece with her white fingertips, "I found five pieces with all the strength of everyone in Qixian Medical School, you..."

Ji Ruyue avoided Xia An's hand, her eyes became more and more disgusted.

Xia An seemed to chuckle lightly, then handed the box to Mo Qi, his tone was gentle, "Feed him, I'm disgusted."

Mo Qi: "..." She took it resignedly, and stuffed one into Ji Ruyue's mouth.

Ji Ruyue rolled her tongue and licked Mo Qi's fingers.

Mo Qi trembled all over.

Looking up, she looked at Ji Ruyue in disbelief, "I'm sorry!"
Ji Ruyue, this coquettish bitch... is... teasing her?

She didn't ask what the ghost grass was used for, but Ji Ruyue took five breaths after holding the ghost grass in his mouth, and his face suddenly turned bloody.

A pair of deep eyes gradually smudged with a burning sensation.

The aura around him changed, becoming more indifferent and full of killing intent.

Mo Qi was shocked by Ji Ruyue's coercion and took a step back.

Xia An also frowned, and he quickly pulled Mo Qi back.

It wasn't until he retreated to the door of the dark room that he slowly opened his mouth. The ghost grass is a holy medicine for healing, but its side effects are stronger. "

Mo Qi pursed her lips, she considered the words, "Ji Ruyue...what happened?"

"Curse!" Xia An spat out two words, but he didn't say any more.

curse?

Mo Qi tilted her head, she looked at Ji Ruyue.

A curse on Ji Ruyue?

Ji Ruyue is only 19 years old now, if he is used to this kind of pain, then the curse he has experienced will definitely not be less than five years...

Five years ago, Ji Ruyue was still a 14-year-old child!
Who is it that would be cruel enough to attack a child?
Ji Ruyue's eyes were red, and the skin on her face gradually burst into red.

A powerful coercion emanated from his heart and suddenly spread to every corner.

Accompanied by that coercion, there is also a strong scent of flowers from the other side.

Mo Qi had a faint guess in his heart, could the curse on Ji Ruyue be related to this fragrance of flowers?
She looked back at Xia An, "What are the side effects of Youmocao?"

"The pain is severe, and the bones of the whole body seem to be dismantled and reorganized." Xia An's gaze remained unchanged, "Few people dare to use Youmocao to heal their injuries, because... many times, the injuries are not healed, and life is gone!"

Mo Qi nodded, and she took a deep breath, "So we just wait like this?"

"Otherwise?" Xia An smiled, "Once his curse strikes, he will be extremely bloodthirsty. You have seen all the corpses at the gate of the prison palace. They were all killed by Ji Ruyue."

"Are you looking for death when you approach him at this time?" Xia An looked at Mo Qi with a hint of persecution in her eyes, "Do you know who the person who cursed him is?"

Mo Qi was taken aback, "I... I know you?"

"It's not just you, you Mo family should all know each other."

"You mean...the ones who cursed Ji Ruyue were from the Mo family?"

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