His Royal Highness was abducted by the black-bellied hall master

Fu put his arms around the shoulders of the woman in Tsing Yi again, and said with a smile: "Oh, Qinglong, how can you say that about the guests brought by the Hall Master, if the Hall Master hears about it, then you will be in danger."

The woman called Qinglong shook off the man's hand on her shoulder, opened her phoenix eyes, raised the whip in her hand and slashed at the man in front of her, "Xuanwu, go to hell, and take advantage of my old lady again !"

Xuanwu flashed over, and the whip fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Seeing that the whip missed, Qinglong immediately turned the whip and threw it at Xuanwu again.

Xuanwu dodged for a while, narrowly dodging those whips.There were words in Shan Shan's mouth, "Qinglong, don't be shy, you obviously like me, so why bother."

"You fart!"

Hearing this, Qinglong's complexion became even worse, and the whip in his hand became fiercer, and he slashed straight at Xuanwu.

The corners of An Yehua's mouth twitched watching this scene, did he provoke someone early in the morning, why did he forcefully stuff him with dog food.

In order to avoid being accidentally injured, An Yehua decided to leave the place where this is wrong.

He quickly walked out of this place of right and wrong, and walked out of the corridor.Go all the way along the cobblestone path covered with green grass.

Gradually, he saw a small pavilion standing on a piece of green grass, lonely and independent.Looking closer, I saw a plaque on the top of the small pavilion, on which the three characters "Wangyou Pavilion" were written with strong and powerful strokes.

After seeing these three words, An Yehua was in a good mood. He clapped his hands and smiled and said, "Wangyou, very good, very good. It fits my current state of mind."

He entered the small pavilion, sat down on the small stone bench, and let out a long breath, thinking that he would not meet such a strange person here, and finally he could rest for a while.Thinking of this, he picked up the teapot in front of him without thinking, and poured himself a drink.

It is said that I have been exhausted all the way, and I have been thirsty for a long time, but I have been thinking about things just now, and now I can finally sit down and drink a sip of tea comfortably, which is really wonderful.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help closing his eyes, leaning his back on Xiaoting's seat, slowly his eyes became darker and darker until he lost consciousness.

While he was dazed and hot all over, he heard a man's cold and angry voice.

"What's the matter with you, why did he pass out in the Wangyou Pavilion!"

A man wearing the uniform of a disciple of Dark Moon Hall knelt on the ground, tremblingly said: "Hall master, forgive me, hall master forgive me, this disciple neglected to forget the tea poured with the experimental medicine powder in the Wangyou Pavilion."

There are several departments under the Dark Moon Hall, including the Pharmacy Pavilion, the Artifact Refining Gang, and the Training Camp.

They are respectively responsible for the development of drugs, the forging of weapons, and the training of disciples.

This disciple is a disciple in Si Yao Pavilion.

Hearing what the disciple said, Mo Yu stared at him with sharp eyes, as cold as death: "Experimental medicine powder. What about the antidote?"

Being stared at, the disciple only felt his scalp numb and trembled even more, "No—there's no antidote."

"Why not?" Mo Yu snapped.

"This, this medicinal powder is newly formulated, and its properties have not been tested yet, so the antidote has not yet been prepared."

The disciple kneeling on the ground was trembling, the hall master sitting by the bed was anxious, and the prince lying on the bed struggled against the medicine.

Mo Yu looked at the disciple kneeling on the ground with a cold face and said: "As a disciple of the Dark Moon Hall, if you are so careless in doing things, the Dark Moon Hall will not be able to tolerate you in the future."