However, before Mrs. Murong's hurt words could be said, she let out a painful hum. Baili Feiyue's eyes turned dark. Although she didn't faint, the suffocating pain made her sit-in unsteadily. She fell forward without bones!

Before she fell to the ground, Murong Shuo caught her, so she fell to his arms.

Mrs. Murong had never seen Baili Feiyue in her eyes, even if this person was her son's apprentice.

In her eyes, Baili Feiyue was no different from those women around Murong Shuo who were looked down upon and disliked.

Emperor Xiyue did not react for a while.

Dongfang Qing, who had been obedient and stood aside, even because Mrs. Murong suddenly appeared and the situation changed dramatically, there was a different feeling in her calm eyes.

Holding Baili Feiyue, Murong Shuo laughed, "Baby is so pitiful..." Even if he sat on the ground like this, his clothes were covered with blood that he vomited, he could not say that he was free and elegant.

Baili Feiyue could vaguely feel the reactions of hearing and seeing the people around her.

But her consciousness was already very blurred and she didn't have the strength to scold herself as a dog master.

"Seventh Prince, she is about to die. Are you willing to save her?" The scene of why she was poisoned began to take place.

Dongfang Qing pursed his lips and walked over without hesitation.

"You won." He was too cruel to him, and he couldn't sit idly by.

"Old Seventh!" Emperor Xiyue shouted with a rare pressure, intending to stop him.

"Father, Ling Jing'erchen will definitely save him."

Mrs. Murong didn't know what was going on at first, so she asked Emperor Xiyue, who briefly told her. Before Mrs. Murong finished listening, her eyes looked at Murong Shuo as she looked at her for a moment and felt dirty.

"Seventh Prince, don't be fooled by him. Your father is right. This evil is indeed bad. He drugged his disciples, but forced you to damage your body to detoxify, just to be sure that you can't let go of this woman..."

Not only that, Mrs. Murong suddenly remembered something, "Seventh Prince, you really don't need to save me! No matter what kind of strange poison is it or what kind of helpless poison is it, this evil can be solved!"

Seeing that Dongfang Qing had already walked over, she couldn't wait to explain, "He has practiced a special martial art that can force out any poison!"

She knew Dongfang Qing and knew that he had such a temperament, so she would not dispel his thoughts. She stared at Murong Shuo hatefully, "How could I have given birth to a monster with such a vicious mind... In order to calculate your bloodline, it's nothing to give up your own disciple, but what do you think is worthy of calculating him like this..."

"Madam Murong." Dongfang Qing couldn't stand it anymore.

However, he called out a title, and Mrs. Murong said to him, "Seventh Prince, all this is my fault. It was me who gave birth to such a monster. I will not let his poisonous plan succeed and hurt you..."

She closed her eyes and made up her mind.

He held back the hatred and disgust in his eyes and looked at Murong Shuo, who was completely unrelated to the stranger. "It's all over. I've had enough of it. I gave birth to you. Haven't you always disliked the birth of my children? Today, you can give me your life back, and we'll be cleared up."

"Of course, if your apprentice is a mother-son fight, because your apprentice is the blood-loving sister of the Seventh Prince, I will give you two choices, just like your father. Either you hold your apprentice and die together, or you will detoxify your apprentice before you die and let her live."

Baili Feiyue's consciousness was so blurred that she couldn't hold on.

In the last little remnant perception, she vaguely felt the man holding her laughing, his laughter was rampant and disdainful, and the three thousand worlds were faded.

Then, the man's fingers jokingly and helplessly pinched her face, "What should I do, baby."

Before Baili Feiyue completely lost consciousness, her lips moved, and she didn't know whether she made a sound.

What she wanted to say was: Master, don’t believe them!

People like the Holy Lord of the Western Regions are not poisoned casually. They are really evil and cruel. The poison he puts on is said to be the only way to solve the problem. Even if Baili Feiyue believes in him, she understands that she must only have the same way to solve the problem.

Forced solution, with the master's ability, it is indeed possible.

But she knew too much about what price she would pay.

She never thought that what Mrs. Murong and Emperor Xiyue said, the master would really end up like that.

However, if he forced her to remove such a powerful poison from his current physical condition, even if he has a different body than an ordinary person, even a young child can kill him in a short period of time!

By then, you will really lose the ability to counterattack!

She completely fainted.

Seeing the man holding him without hesitation, he started to poison her on the spot as if no one else was around. Suddenly, the courtyard of the palace was so quiet that a needle fell to the ground that it could be heard clearly.

This scene had a great impact and shock to Emperor Xiyue and others present.

Although Mrs. Murong said that, Emperor Xiyue, not only Emperor Xiyue, but even Dongfang Qing did not think that Murong Shuo would really use his life to save Baili Feiyue's life without any scruples!

At this moment, Emperor Xiyue's pupils were narrowing invisibly. People like Murong Shuo really care about a person's life and death!

Mrs. Murong's eyes were full of disbelief.

But she was quick to recover her rationality, "Husband, I have arranged people around the Holy Church." Instead, she ordered the maid who was accompanying her to "let someone do something."

The Murong family, Xiyue Kingdom is rich for hundreds of years.

How come there is only money!

Before she came, she had already made up her mind and brought tens of thousands of good men.

Now these people have already surrounded the entire Holy Church!

The maid takes the order and wants to go down.

"Madam Murong," Dongfang Qing said hoarsely, "Brother is your son, his own son."

Facing him, Mrs. Murong's face became a little softer, "Seventh Prince, he is not worthy of being your brother. There is no such brother in the world." He said gently, "My husband's children are my children, and you are also my son."

Dongfang Qing's lips moved and she couldn't say anything.

Murong Shuo could naturally hear their words and actions.

But he couldn't stop, let alone distracted.

Even if it is interrupted a little bit, Baili Feiyue's life will be lost.

Mrs. Murong also guessed this point and understood it so that she could give orders without any hindrance.

And Mrs. Murong's people outside naturally did not come with neat clothes and were careless.

They were all dressed as ordinary people in the Western Regions. Now, let alone the holy city is surrounded by all kinds of believers, people with ulterior motives, or people who are simply watching the fun.

Mrs. Murong's people surrounded the Holy Church, and those who were really believers outside could not see any difference at all, nor did they know that this so-called holy land might soon become a purgatory on earth.

They don’t know, nor do they know that those believers who continue to rush to the Holy Church one after another.

At the same time, it is about twenty miles away from the Holy Church.

Among the crowds that were difficult to get in and out, Mu Qing pulled Su Yan and squeezed forward desperately.

He stared at Dongfang Qing and his group in front of him without blinking.

She couldn't lose it anymore. She lost it once not long after she left the Holy Church...
Chapter completed!