Chu Zhiyuan turned his head and looked at Fu Zheng, his lips moving.

Fu Zheng nodded gently.

Fan Yaohui looked at him in confusion.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "First find out the poisoned person."

Fan Yaohui became more and more puzzled.

The poisoned person probably has run away every day long, how can he find it?

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "There are probably not many people in the world who have such a strange poison, right?"

Fan Yaohui thought something.

At this time, his face became darker and darker, from a layer of light black to pitch black, and even varnished.

It seemed like there was black paint, but only my eyes were clear and white.

But black stockings have begun to appear on the eyeballs and are spreading rapidly.

Fu Zheng had already stood up and left gracefully.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Don't use your skills, otherwise Miss Fan will not have time to save you."

Fan Yaohui nodded helplessly.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and said, "I have heard of such a strange poison, but I have never seen it before. It should be from Wugui Valley, right?

If you want to say that the most poisoning is Wugui Valley. Before he came to the Imperial City, he also learned that in addition to the four major sects, there are some sects that cannot be small, so it is best not to offend them.

Wugui Valley is one of them.

He is good at using poison and is unparalleled in the world.

Generally, poison is ineffective against the Venerable. First, the Venerable has a keen intuition about danger.

The two Venerables have a more pure true essence, strong ability to expel poisons, and the poison is quickly expelled from entering the body.

But this does not include Wuxia Valley.

The poison of Wugui Valley is treated equally, and the stronger the martial arts, the faster the death.

Seeing Fan Yaohui's poisoning, he couldn't help but think of Wuguigu.

Fan Yaohui frowned.

His face changed from darkness to darkness, and every moment deepened.

Under the super feeling, he could see his body inside and outside clearly.

Toxins are still reproducing rapidly, fission exponentially, and their speed is extremely terrifying.

At this speed, I'm afraid he will die soon.

This Wugui Gu really dares to poison a marquis?

People called him the Marquis of Xiao Ming because his father was the Marquis of Ming.

But the Marquis of Ming was dead, and he attacked the title, so he should also be called the Marquis of Ming.

It's just because people are used to calling him Marquis Xiao Ming, and they haven't changed their words yet.

Killing a marquis of the dynasty is no small matter. Wugui Gu really dares to be so many times?

He was confused and watched the changes.

As I saw it, Fu Zheng had already arrived in front of a Yashi on the second floor.

There are two railings between the seats on the second floor, and green vines and red flowers are placed between the two railings.

It is not lost in the bustling, not as noisy as downstairs, nor as quiet as the third floor.

Four middle-aged men were sitting in Zhang Ya's seat, looking at Fu Zheng curiously.

Chu Zhiyuan's voice came from Fu Zheng's ear: "I'm wearing a blue robe and a mole on the corner of my left mouth."

Fu Zheng's clear eyes fell on the middle-aged man in the left head.

He is medium-shaped, straight as pine, wearing a blue robe, spotless, with a small mole on the corner of his left mouth.

He has a straight face, a dignified appearance, and awesome spirit.

Fu Zheng suddenly looked into his jade hand.

The four of them all had cultivation, either drew their swords and sheaths, drew their swords and stabbed them, drew their bodies and retreated, or pierced them diagonally to avoid them.

In her eyes, these people were extremely slow in their movements. They easily reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man in the blue robe who had retreated in a short body, and carried it out like a chicken.

The other three middle-aged people will chase after them.

Fu Zheng suddenly turned around, and his bright eyes suddenly lit up, as if the tip of a sword pierced into their eyes.

Their eyes were white in an instant and they could not see anything.

When he recovered his vision, Fu Zheng was no longer seen and his companions were not seen.

They searched around, but the people around them did not see Fu Zheng's whereabouts.

They could only run out of the restaurant and search everywhere.

Fu Zheng floated to the private room.

He held the middle-aged man in the blue robe aside, and the acupoints were sealed.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the middle-aged man in blue robe: "This person is a poisoned person, can't you see it?"

Fu Zheng looked at her, her eyes circulating on her middle-aged middle-aged man's white jade-like hands.

This is a pair of hands that look like women, with a firmness and a clear and blue veins under the white and tender skin.

Just looking at it gives people a cool feeling.

In her opinion, the hands that grow on a man had a sense of inexplicable incongruity and a strange aura.

Fan Yaohui, who was as dark as ink, glared at the middle-aged man in blue robe.

He couldn't speak, and his eyes filled with black stockings burst into anger.

Fu Zheng said: "Your Highness, how long can Marquis Xiao Ming last?"

"Although this poison is strong, Marquis Xiao Ming has a strong physique, so it's okay to last for a quarter of an hour."

"What about a quarter of an hour later?"

"Let's see Miss Fan's antidote first."

"What about him? There is no antidote?"

"I guess I didn't bring any antidote."

He had already shone the blue robe inside and outside, and there was nothing else around him.

No antidote or even poison.

When he and the waiter holding the plate passed by, a nearly transparent needle instantly stabbed into most of the food plate.

Not to mention that he moves very quickly, even if he is not fast, it is difficult to find a needle on his fingertips.

After the transparent fine needle is pierced, it is thrown under the base of the wall, and it is almost impossible to be discovered by anyone.

Fu Zheng looked at the middle-aged man in the blue robe: "If I hadn't followed Your Highness, I would have been caught. Your Highness, is he really from Wugui Valley?"

She recalled the previous scene and was unaware of anything.

As a venerable, he has a keen intuition about danger, but he does not feel anything strange at all.

I can only say that this poison is too extreme.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "I have never seen a disciple of Wugui Valley."

The middle-aged man in blue robe had a flash of splendor.

"Dare you dare to kill Marquis Xiao Ming?" Fu Zheng also expressed doubts.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the middle-aged man in blue robe and smiled: "Then let's take the first trial."

Fu Zheng stepped forward and gently patted the middle-aged man on the blue robe's shoulders and back neck, and patted them each.

The middle-aged man in the blue robe trembled, then trembled again, and quickly trembled like a sieve.

Sweat beads quickly poured out on the forehead, then slid down along both sides and dripped onto the floor.

Two balls of water stains quickly appeared on the thick floor.

Fu Zheng looked at him quietly.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and looked at Fan Yaohui who was already a little dizzy.

Fan Yaohui was already confused and the poison began to penetrate into his mind.

His Venerable's cultivation and powerful mental power can only delay but cannot prevent this poison from invading the brain.

Chu Zhiyuan kept surfing the cave, watching the toxic attack process coldly.
To be continued...