All the cannon fodders I have flirted with are on top [Quick Wear]

But it was too late, the Great Elder had already swallowed the pill.

Lu Feng punched the elder in the face, "Spit it out!"

Mu Gongliang pushed him away and said, "Lu Feng, are you sick?"

"Just one antidote, just one..."

Lu Feng raised his head and glared at Ning Zhi, "Why did you give him just one antidote?"

Ning Zhi met his extremely angry eyes and said nothing. He walked past him into the ancestral hall and picked up the young man on the ground by the waist.

"elder brother……"

"I'm here." Ning Zhi looked at his fingers that were tugging at his robe, his eyes questioning.

Mu Sheng looked at the tablet on the ground and pulled his sleeve even harder with his fingers.

Ning Zhiteng was unable to do anything, so he used his divine power to straighten the tablet and put it back on the altar.

Mu Sheng finally let go and looked at Ning Zhi with gratitude.

Most of the tablets on the altar were overturned, and only the two tablets in the front were neatly arranged, facing the back of Ning Zhi holding the young man as he walked out of the ancestral hall.

The white wax was burning on the stage, the flame was pointing upwards and the wax was pointing downwards, swaying, as if thanking Ning Zhi for clearing Mu Sheng's grievances.

Lu Feng and the villagers outside the ancestral hall were surprised at the intimacy between the two, but were afraid of Ning Zhi's power and dared not say anything.

Mu Sheng closed his eyes and lay in Ning Zhi's arms. The hair on his forehead and the blood on his face were mixed together. He no longer looked as arrogant as before.

Villagers were kneeling on both sides of the stairs. Ning Zhi carried him down. Mu Sheng never opened his eyes. The villagers did not dare to make a sound and could only watch the two leave.

"Great Elder!"

The villagers were filled with regret and self-blame. They were caught off guard by the sound and frightened, and they all looked up.

Mu Gongliang shook the motionless elder with a sharp voice, which made Lu Feng frown.

He extended his index finger under the elder's nose, and raised his eyes suddenly, "The man is dead."

Mu Gongliang suddenly became panicked. He always followed the orders of the Great Elder. Now the Great Elder was dead, and he was also charged with such a serious crime. How could he survive in the village in the future?

Damn old thing!

No, it would be better for him to pack up and leave the village, otherwise by the time these people react, he might not be able to leave.

Thinking of this, he immediately pretended to be unable to hold on and said in a breath: "My hand has been bleeding, and now I feel dizzy. I have to go back and bandage it. Great Elder, no, this sinner will be handed over to you."

After saying that, he struggled to get up and staggered back.

But before he took two steps, someone grabbed his shoulder.

His eyes rolled around, he swallowed in fear, and stammered, "No, you don't have to send me off. I can walk by myself."

"Humph, you want to run? Do you think I'm a fool?" Lu Feng kicked him down and stepped on his shoulder. "The old man is guilty of a heinous crime. You are his running dog, so you must be involved!"

Li Zhuang was the first to rush up and punched him twice, "Bah, you used to bully us a lot by relying on your power as an old man, and now you still want to run away? I, Li Zhuang, will be the first to break your legs!"

"Yes, beat him to death!"

The villagers responded unanimously and all supported returning to the most primitive method of punishment: using multiple punches on one person and beating him to death.

Mu Gongliang rolled around on the ground, but he could not escape the punches and kicks of the crowd and fainted soon after.

"We can't let him go. We can't trust a wicked man like him who begs for mercy. He is a poisonous snake. As long as he has breath in his body, he will bite back one day."

"Don't old guys love to throw people into Gu tombs? In my opinion, just throw him in there and let them use Gu to harm people again!"

"Yes, he has brought this upon himself. Throw him in!"

Several men lifted up the two people on the ground and walked away, vowing to throw them both into the Gu tomb.

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The boy on the bed had a pale face and the black on his neck had faded, but he did not wake up yet.

Ning Zhi sat beside the bed, carefully wiping his bloody fingers with gentle movements and a calm expression.

After wiping it clean, he put Mu Sheng's hand back and covered him with the quilt.

[Lord God, why don't you explain that the old man was fed poison? ]

The way Lu Feng looked at his god was so scary that it frightened him.

[Do I need to explain to him?]

The poison in this Gu is not fatal at all. He just made it up to trick the old man.

The vomited blood was real blood, but it was not a big deal. He just needed to give the kid two blood-replenishing pills.

If he didn't have to take care of the old thing, how could Lu Feng have the chance to hold Mu Sheng in the ancestral hall.

It’s fine if you just hug me, but you hold me for so long, it’s really unpleasant to watch.