Chapter 783 Wugou
Chu Zhiyuan turned his head to look at Fu Zheng, his lips moving.

Fu Zheng nodded slightly.

Fan Yaohui looked at him in confusion.

Chu Zhiyuan said: “Let’s find the person who poisoned us first.”

Fan Yaohui became more and more confused.

The person who poisoned the person must have escaped long ago, how can we find him?

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, “There aren’t many such strange poisons in the world, right?”

Fan Yaohui seemed to be thinking about something.

At this time, the color of his face became darker and darker, from a light black to pitch black, and even had a lacquer sheen.

It looked as if it had been painted black, except for its eyes which were still white.

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

Fu Zheng had already stood up and left.

Chu Zhiyuan said: “Don’t use your power, otherwise Miss Fan will not be able to save you in time.”

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 the Immaculate Valley, right?”

The most powerful poisoner should be Wuque Valley. Before he came to the imperial city, he also learned about the martial arts sects in Phoenix Imperial City.

In addition to the four major sects, there are some other sects that should not be underestimated and it is best not to offend them.

Immaculate Valley is one of them.

He is an expert in using poison, unrivaled in the world.

Ordinary poisons are ineffective against the Venerable, because he has a keen intuition about danger.

The true essence of the two venerables is more refined, and their ability to expel poison is stronger, so the poison that enters the body is quickly expelled.

But this does not include the Immaculate Valley.

The poison in Wuque Valley treats everyone equally. In fact, the stronger the martial arts, the faster the death.

Seeing Fan Yaohui being poisoned, he couldn’t help but think of the Immaculate Valley.

Fan Yaohui frowned.

His face went from dark to deep black, darker every moment.

With super sense, I could see his body inside and out clearly.

The toxin is still multiplying rapidly, splitting exponentially, at an extremely terrifying speed.

At this rate, he would probably die soon.

Does Wuque Valley really dare to poison a marquis?
People called him Lord Xiao Ming Hou because his father was Marquis Ming.

But Ming Hou was dead, and he inherited the title, so he should also be called Ming Hou.

It’s just because people are used to calling him Lord Xiao Ming, and they haven’t changed their name until now.

Killing a marquis of the dynasty is no small matter. Does Wuque Valley really dare to do this?
He was puzzled and waited to see what would happen.

According to her super sense, Fu Zheng had already arrived at a private seat 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 lively, but not as noisy as downstairs, nor as quiet as the third floor.

There were four middle-aged men sitting in this private room, looking at Fu Zheng curiously.

Chu Zhiyuan’s voice came to Fu Zheng’s ears: “He is wearing a blue robe and has a mole on the left corner of his mouth.”

Fu Zheng’s bright eyes fell on the middle-aged man on the left.

He is of medium build, as tall as a pine tree, wearing a spotless blue robe, with a small mole at the left corner of his mouth.

He has upright facial features, dignified appearance and a dignified and upright character.

Fu Zheng suddenly stretched out her delicate hand.

The four men all had great skills. Some drew their swords, some stabbed with their swords, some crouched and retreated, and some stabbed sideways to avoid the attack.

In her eyes, these people moved extremely slowly. They easily reached out and grabbed the blue-robed middle-aged man who was retreating and carried him out like a chicken.

The other three middle-aged men were about to chase after him.

Fu Zheng suddenly turned around, her bright eyes suddenly brightened, as if the tip of a sword piercing into their eyes.

All of a sudden, everything in front of their eyes went white and they couldn’t see anything.

When he regained his sight, Fu Zheng and his companions were gone.

They were busy searching everywhere, but no one around saw Fu Zheng.

They could only run out of the restaurant and look around.

Fu Zheng floated to the private room.

The middle-aged man in blue robe was stood aside, and his acupoints had been sealed.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the middle-aged man in blue robe and said, “This is the one who poisoned me. Can’t you tell?”

Fu Zheng looked at him, her eyes wandering over the white jade-like hands of the middle-aged man in blue robe.

These are a pair of hands that look like a woman’s, slender and well-proportioned, with veins faintly visible under the fair skin.

Just looking at it gives people a feeling of cool jade.

In her opinion, there was an inexplicable sense of disharmony and weirdness in these hands on a man’s body.

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

He was speechless, his eyes, filled with black silk, flashing with anger.

Fu Zheng asked, “Your Highness, how long can Lord Xiao Ming hold out?”

“Although this poison is strong, Lord Xiao Ming has a strong physique, so he should be able to hold out for a quarter of an hour.”

“What about a quarter of an hour later?”

“Let’s look at Miss Fan’s antidote first.”

“What about him? No antidote?”

“I guess he didn’t bring the antidote.”

He had already seen through the middle-aged man in the blue robe inside and out, and there was nothing else on his body.

I didn’t bring any antidote or even poison with me.

As he passed by the waiter carrying a plate of food, an almost transparent needle instantly pierced most of the plate of food.

Not to mention that his movements were incredibly fast, even if he wasn’t fast, it would be difficult to notice the needle on his fingertips.

After the transparent needle pierces, it is thrown under the wall, making it almost impossible to be discovered.

Fu Zheng looked at the middle-aged man in blue robe and said, “If I hadn’t followed Your Highness, I would have been tricked too. Your Highness, is he really from the Immaculate Valley?”

She recalled the previous scene and realized that she was unaware of it.

As a venerable being, he had a keen intuition about danger and he didn’t feel anything unusual at all.

I can only say that this poison is too cruel.

Chu Zhiyuan said: “I have never seen a disciple from Wuque Valley.”

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in blue robe.

“Would the disciples of Wuque Valley dare to kill Lord Xiao Ming?” Fu Zheng also expressed doubt.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the middle-aged man in blue robe and smiled: “Then let’s try him.”

Fu Zheng stepped forward and gently patted the middle-aged man in blue robe on the shoulder and the back of his neck.

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

Beads of sweat quickly emerged on his forehead, then slid down his sides and dripped onto the floor.

Two water stains soon appeared on the thick floor. Fu Zheng looked at him quietly.

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

Fan Yaohui was already losing his mind, and the poison had begun to enter his brain.

His cultivation as a venerable master and his powerful mental strength could only delay but not prevent the poison from invading his brain.

Chu Zhiyuan had been observing the attack from the cave, watching the poison take effect coldly.

He was very curious whether the Dragon Curse could stop the poison and break it.

He made seals with his hands and chanted the dragon spell.

Fan Yaohui, who was feeling groggy and trying hard to stay awake and not faint, only felt a drizzle of rain falling.

It was like a clear spring flowing into his mind from the Baihui acupoint and instantly spreading to his whole body.

The discomfort and pain throughout the body disappeared almost instantly.

Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows.

This sweet rain spell actually has the ability to detoxify. In addition to nourishing the body, it can also expel the toxins.

This spell of sweet rain brings down a strange aura.

This strange breath was extremely pure and instantly strengthened the body’s essence, energy and spirit.

It made the three of them reach their peak instantly, and this aura also repelled evil spirits.

Poison is evil energy and is directly expelled from the body.

Wisps of black smoke curled out of his hair and his pores.

Fan Yaohui’s skin was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His eyes became brighter and brighter.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

Fan Yaohui clasped his fists and said, “Thank you, Your Highness!”

“I didn’t bring any detoxifying elixirs with me,” Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile, “My Lord, you were almost exhausted so I had to give it a try. I didn’t expect it to work. You’re lucky.”

“Your Highness, I will never forget your great kindness!” Fan Yaohui said solemnly.

This poison is too strange and weird. If His Highness the Ninth Prince hadn’t taken action, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have been able to hold on.

As for my younger sister’s elixir, it may not work even if I can get back.

So this is a life-saving grace.

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand: “You are too kind.”

Fu Zheng said: “Your Highness, this guy is very tough.”

The middle-aged man in the blue robe was shaking like a sieve, his facial muscles were twisted, and he looked hideous and terrifying.

But even so, his expression was still firm, without any sign of weakness or begging for mercy.

Chu Zhiyuan asked: “Is this still a deadly warrior?”

Fu Zheng nodded slightly: “I’m afraid it’s a dead soldier.”

When you meet such a tough person, he is usually a die-hard warrior, otherwise he would not be able to endure the pain of broken bones and blood.

This pain has exceeded the limit of what a human can endure. Even those who are ready to die cannot endure it.

It is amazing that this person can hold on until now, even if he is determined to die.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Fan Yaohui: “My Lord, are you going to pry open his mouth?”

“Leave it to me!” Fan Yaohui sneered, “What I’m least afraid of is a hard bone!”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: “Then I’ll leave it to the Marquis. Xiao Zheng, please order a few more dishes.”

“Yes.” Fu Zheng went out.

I ordered again according to the previous recipe and the waiter brought it quickly.

At this moment, Fan Yuxuan came in like a gust of wind, pushed open the door and shouted, “Brother, the elixir is here!”

She stopped pulling out the jade bottle and looked at Fan Yaohui in surprise.

Fan Yaohui said with a smile: “Little sister, my poison has been cured. His Highness helped me to cure it.”

Fan Yuxuan looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan glanced at the jade bottle in her jade hand. They were so seamlessly integrated that it was difficult to tell the two apart.

He had seen this jade bottle on Li Yuzhen’s body, and it was indeed the elixir obtained from the princess’s mansion.

Fu Zheng said, “Miss Fan, this guy was the one who poisoned you. The Marquis is going to take you back for questioning.”

Fan Yuxuan’s eyes fell on the middle-aged man in blue robe, her face darkened, and she snorted, “Why did you poison me?”

“I haven’t found out yet.” Fu Zheng said, “It was a murderer. If it was really done by Wugui Valley, then Wugui Valley is really brave enough.”

Fan Yaohui gritted his teeth and said bitterly: “They will never admit it.”

Fu Zheng asked curiously, “If you don’t admit it, you can’t deal with them?”

“There is someone behind them.” Fan Yaohui said.

Fan Yuxuan said softly, “Brother.”

“My life is almost gone, why bother with so much!” Fan Yaohui snorted.

Fan Yuxuan shook her head gently: “It’s not appropriate to make it public. What if it’s not true?”

“…Alright.” Fan Yaohui said bitterly: “If it were them, I would never tolerate this!”

Chu Zhiyuan seemed to be thinking about something.

Fu Zheng’s eyes turned around but she didn’t say anything.

She heard resentment, indignation, and frustration in Fan Yaohui’s words.

She looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head slightly.

It seems that the third prince is at a disadvantage, at least his influence is far less than that of the eldest prince and the second prince.

Lord Xiao Ming, such an important person, has to endure humiliation.

If this continues, the situation will become bad.

……

Because of the middle-aged man in blue robe, the four of them had no mood to eat slowly, so they finished their meal hastily and left.

Chu Zhiyuan and Fu Zheng left Wenhua Tower and continued to stroll around the city to digest their food.

“Your Highness…”

“This person will be silenced.” Chu Zhiyuan said.

Fu Zheng was startled: “Then…”

“No need to say more.” Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: “Just wait and see.”

He had already seen several people secretly following Fan Yaohui and Fan Yuxuan.

Their attention was obviously on the middle-aged man in blue robe, trying to either rescue him or silence him.

He judged it to be a silencing.

Sure enough, after Fan Yaohui and his companions walked a mile, the group of people suddenly rushed out of the alley.

Four attacked Fan Yaohui, six attacked Fan Yuxuan, and one attacked the middle-aged man in blue robe.

After three or four moves, these people suddenly went into the alleys on both sides and disappeared.

The middle-aged man in blue robe was already dead.

(End of this chapter)