Heaven-defying spiritual practice: The female monarch is too frivolous

Qi Shu motioned for the two to sit down, then looked at the man on the ground whose forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and asked, "Who sent you to poison me?"

The man froze, his eyes dodged a little, he looked at Qi Shu's outstretched hand again, and hurriedly said in fright: "Yes...it's the saint."

"Saint?" Qi Shu sneered, "She's so quick to do it, I really can't hold back." She looked at the people on the ground who were not very comfortable with talking, and there was a bit of sarcasm in her eyes, "Help her plot a Third grade Xuanhuang, this is to let you go and never return."

The faces of the people on the ground froze, and they looked at Qi Shu in disbelief, and then they understood in a moment, muttering: "How could this be? How could this be?"

Suddenly Qi Shu's delicate face twisted slightly, as if he was trying to control something. Qiu Tongliuye, who had been nervous ever since Qi Shu asked who ordered that person to poison him, couldn't bear to see Qi Shu like this. Can't help being anxious, they said in unison: "What's wrong with the princess?"

"But he was poisoned?" Qiu Tong's eyes were full of concern, this junior he felt distressed as his own child from the bottom of his heart.

Liu Ye was even faster, and the sword in his hand was placed on the neck of the man on the ground with a slap, and he uttered two words coldly, "The antidote!"

"Wait." Qi Shu hurriedly said, but couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of black blood. Qiu Tong quickly tapped a few of her acupuncture points to prevent the poisonous gas from spreading.

"I... I can go back and get you the antidote." The people on the ground saw that they had value, and the desire to survive quickly rose in their eyes.

Qi Shu snorted coldly, "Don't try to play tricks, leave you until tomorrow, and I can get the antidote as well."

Despair flashed in his eyes for an instant, and just as he was about to say something, his neck hurt suddenly, and he passed out with a muffled grunt.Seeing that he had no antidote, and didn't want to listen to his nonsense, Liu Ye slashed him with the scabbard and knocked him out.

Qi Shu slowly closed his eyes, crossed his legs and adjusted his breath, and opened his eyes after a long time.Seeing the different degrees of anxiety written on the faces of the two of them, I couldn't help but smile, and said slowly: "I'm fine, I'm going to invite you to watch a good show tomorrow."

"When are you kidding and still thinking about this?" Qiu Tong looked at Qi Shu in this state and still smiled, and forgot the title in a hurry.

Both of them were startled, and then Qi Shu called out with some emotion: "Uncle Qiu..."

"Hey, good boy."

Qiu Tong looked at Qi Shu with some distress. She was only 13 years old and had to bear so much. She obviously had the talent, family background, and appearance that everyone envied, but these made her destined to bear even more.

"How are you? Are you better?"

Qi Shu opened his mouth to say something, but finally shook his head lightly, "It's better, you don't have to worry."

There is spiritual power in her body, and her body has been tempered by the life force of the stars. She also just discovered that her body is slowly excreting the poison spontaneously.Even if there is no antidote, she will be fine after these few days.It's just such a big matter, if you don't make good use of it, wouldn't you be sorry for other people's troubles?

The next day, people from the temple brought spiritual fruits and fruit wine as usual, but Qi Shu did not leave the room.The visitor couldn't help but ask why he didn't see the princess today?

Qiu Tong's face froze, and then his face was full of distress and sadness, and he said in a deep voice: "The princess is poisoned? She is very weak now, and we are still thinking about how to report this to the Holy Lord. Before leaving, Hou Yeqian reminded her Wan asked me to wait for Haosheng to take care of the princess, but I didn't want to..."

As he was talking, a big man couldn't help but his eyes were red.Liu Ye's cold face added a bit of stiffness, he is not good at acting, the best thing is not to speak.

The man turned pale with fright when he heard what Qiu Tong said, and he couldn't help saying: "So...such a big thing happened, I will report to the Holy Master immediately, you two, don't worry."

Before the words fell, people rushed out like the wind.

But after a cup of tea, a figure in white clothes passed by, and a middle-aged man appeared in Wutong Pavilion.

Qiu Tongliu had seen this person yesterday, and he saluted together: "I have seen the Holy Master."

The Lord waved his hand to signal that they don't need to be polite, and asked hurriedly, "How is the Princess?"

Qiu Tong raised his hand and said, "Holy Master, please come with Qiu. The princess's situation is under control for the time being. It's just that we will not be able to participate in today's competition."

With a sad and regretful tone, he heard the Holy Master having a headache, and said: "Today's big competition has been postponed, and we can continue after the Princess is well."

While talking, several people had already stepped into Qi Shu's room. The girl who was originally beautiful had lost a lot of weight overnight, and she was sitting sickly on the bed, unwilling to lie down.

Qiu Tong hurriedly said: "If the princess hadn't suppressed the injury by herself, the poison would be too poisonous, I'm afraid the princess would have been in danger. The princess was afraid of disturbing the Holy Master Qingxiu, so he did his best to prevent Qiu from alerting the Holy Lord last night. I just told Qiu to catch the poisoner and wait for the Lord's judgment." He pointed to Yu Cen, who was immobile to the side.

The Holy Lord knew who it was with a glance, and couldn't help but feel his head ache even more.

At this time Qi Shu had already opened his eyes, and the Holy Master hurriedly asked concerned: "Son, how are you doing?"

Qi Shu replied expressionlessly, but fortunately, she couldn't help frowning after she finished speaking, a trace of black blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, it seemed that she held back the rest.

The Holy Master hurriedly put his hand on Qi Shu's wrist, and a steady stream of profound energy poured into her body from the wrist to detect and stabilize her injury.When she found that the black air was filling her dantian, Qi Shu withdrew her hand and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Holy Master, Qingcheng is fine."

Seeing her stubborn little face, the Holy Master couldn't help but feel even more headaches. She was already in this state, but she was still holding on. It seemed that this child's perseverance was really extraordinary.No wonder she looked down on Luo Xuan who was as outstanding as her own. He became more and more determined in his opinion that this child must stay in the temple.

"Son, you are suffering, Yaozun will be here soon, don't worry." He comforted Qi Shu with a gentle tone he had never felt before, but Qi Shu didn't appreciate it.

She opened her mouth weakly, and said slowly: "Qingcheng doesn't know, the temple looks like a fairyland, but I didn't expect it to be so dangerous. In less than two or three days, someone wanted to put Qingcheng to death. Qingcheng still said that In other words, I want the Holy Master to cancel this marriage contract. Even if it is to bear the gossip, Qingcheng doesn't care, please the Holy Master to do it."

After speaking this long paragraph, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength and tried her best to maintain the posture of sitting in meditation, but the fine sweat oozing from her forehead showed her pain.

The Holy Master was a little embarrassed, he finally understood that all Qi Shu's purpose was just for this, no wonder he always felt that something was wrong.

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