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nChapter 110: Resurrection medicine (Part 1)

n“You want to know what this is for?”

nThe Taoist Priest was a little puzzled and a possibility suddenly flashed in his mind. Could it be that they had eaten the bottle of Resurrection Medicine?

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n“You don’t need to know the reason. Just answer the question, but before that, the Taoist Priest should think about it before answering.”

nMu Yunxuan said casually, but his face was full of warnings.

nThe Taoist Priest understood Mu Yunxuan’s meaning at a glance. Although he wanted to have this reservation in his heart, because of Mu Yunxuan’s warning, he felt like a fish on the chopping board, that will be slaughtered by him at any moment.

n“It is indeed poisonous. This resurrection medicine is made of magical beast poisonous toads, mixed with love flower grass. Since ancient times, it has become the custom of the witch clan to use this during the ghost marriage.”

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nLove flower grass? Su Zimo’s eyes flashed with anger. That love flower grass had an aphrodisiac effect, no wonder Mu Yunxuan suddenly became like that at that time.

n“The antidote.”

nThe killing intent in Mu Yunxuan’s eyes doubled and his voice became colder.

n“There is no antidote.” The Taoist Priest replied quickly without thinking. Since ancient times, no one has studied the antidote of the Resurrection Medicine.

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n“This is the antidote.” Su Zimo didn’t break her promise. She threw the antidote towards the prison. She didn’t have any more questions, so she turned to leave.

nMu Yunxuan gave the Taoist Priest a cold look, then turned and left.

nUntil they couldn’t see them.

nThe Taoist Priestpicked up the antidote from the ground.

n“Shui’er, drink it, you won’t feel in pain after drinking it.”

nLing Qiushui stared sharply at the porcelain bottle in her father’s hand.

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n“Father, would that bitch so kind to give the antidote?”

nAfter speaking, Ling Qiushui bit her lower lip firmly.

nWhen did Ling Qiushui suffer such a situation? Since she was a child, she grew up under the arrangement of her father. Then, she became the leader of the Witch Clan. On the border of the witch clan, she has her own power and enjoys the glory and wealth that others cannot enjoy. Was it really worth it to fall to this point for a man who doesn’t put her in his eyes? Ling Qiushui couldn’t help but ask herself.

n“Shui’er, we now have no choice but to believe in them.”

nWhen the Taoist Priest opened the cork, a faint fragrance entered his nose. He couldn’t help but feel happy.

n“Shui’er, this is the antidote to Bone Eater. Drink it quickly, and you won’t be in pain anymore.”

nThe Taoist Priest looked excited.

n“Mmm!” She doesn’t believe other people. She only believed her father, so Ling Qiushui drank the antidote all in one go.

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nEver since she was rescued by her father that day, she was locked up in this dungeon by Mu Yunxuan. She suffered under the poison Su Zimo gave to her. Every time she suffered from pain, she felt like a thousand ants eating her heart, which made her want to die… …

n“Father, why do you think they want to know about the toxin of the resurrection medicine?”

nAfter taking the medicine, Ling Qiushui felt that the pain in her body gradually decreasing, and she was somewhat relieved.

nSu Zimo, as long as I, Ling Qiushui had a chance to get out of this dungeon, it will be your burial day.

nLing Qiushui’s bloodshot eyes were filled with murderous intent. The man she cannot obtain, other women also cannot be obtained.

n“I don’t know the reason. As soon as I arrived here in Haoyue Country, I learned that something happened to you.”

n“Could it be because of Su Zimo’s daughter?”

nLing Qiushui suddenly thought of the sick girl. She hated herself for being soft-hearted and didn’t kill that child at once. She should have been more decisive and make Su Zimo suffer for a lifetime.

n“Yunxuan’s daughter?”

nThe Taoist Priest pondered for a while: “The poison of the poisonous toad can be inherited.”

nA ray of light flashed quickly in the muddy eyes of the Taoist Priest.

n“We just missed a good opportunity to go out. In any case, it is Mu Yunxuan’s daughter. For us, it is a big bargaining chip.”

nThe Taoist Priest slammed his hand on the wall. He regretted it, he should have just asked clearly.

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nLing Qiushui also had a gloomy face, she should have thought of it earlier.

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n“Wife, you don’t have to worry too much. With the help of Martial Uncle, Xin’er will be fine.”

nAll the way out, Su Zimo didn’t say a word.

nMu Yunxuan looked at her with some worry. The Taoist Priest just said that there was no antidote, not that there is no solution to the poison.

nSu Zimo didn’t want to say anything, she simply closed her eyes.

nAfter opening her eyes, a group of people in black clothes stood in front of them.

n“Mu Yunxuan, today is your burial day.”

nThe voice of the black-masked man, who took the lead to speak was a bit old, and it sounded pretty old.

nSu Zimo gave Mu Yunxuan a cold look.

n“Let me just say it! Good things always happen with you next to us. This wind is strong and the night is dark, but these assassins suddenly appeared in your courtyard.”

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