Mo Ronyan nodded slightly: "Next, they will definitely use various excuses to test."
Su Ruotang stared at the liquid in the test tube, raised the corners of his lips, and raised his chin at Gu Die, "With it here, I won't be afraid of any means, yang or yin."
Mo Ronyan picked up the Gu butterfly and shook it, "Is this thing so powerful?"
Su Ruotang was a little disgusted: "It's useless no matter how powerful he is, he can't cure the cold poison."
He tried it many times with Mo Ronyan's blood.
The Gu Butterfly, which can overcome all kinds of poisons and solve all kinds of poisons, has no way to deal with the cold poison.
As if sensing the disgust in its master's mouth, the Gu Butterfly lowered its long tentacles.
Although its eyes are extremely small, like two dots of black sesame seeds.
But Mo Ronyan seemed to see from its eyes...
Wronged?
Damn it.
He actually saw the grievance in a butterfly's eyes?
Su Ruotang held her snow cheeks, poked the Gu butterfly's antennae, and said with a smile: "Everything has animism."
All living things have spirituality.
It’s just that human beings always feel that they are the leader of all creatures, and they harm and abuse living creatures.
After tens of millions of years of evolution, human beings are indeed the most intelligent creatures among all creatures.
It was also because of this wisdom that he brought disaster to himself.
Destroying the ecological environment and killing all living things, earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanoes continued before her death.
Various ancient viruses appear in the world.
If not for hundreds of years, human beings will inevitably suffer the consequences of their evil deeds for tens of millions of years.
In the face of the power of nature, self-righteous humans are comparable to ants.
Mo Rongyan let go and watched the Gu butterfly fly back to Su Ruotang's shoulder, nodding slightly, "Everything in the world, it's just humans who have the upper hand."
Su Ruotang nodded: "Killing living creatures will dig your own grave sooner or later."
In previous lives, tropical rainforests were cut down and countless creatures were killed.
The amount of oxygen in the air plummeted, and countless people with underlying medical conditions died.
This is retribution.
Mo Ronyan leaned lazily on the back of the chair and looked out the window.
After a while, he slowly spoke, "Back when I was fighting Nanchen, I once rescued an injured snow fox on the battlefield."
"Later, when Nanchen's defeated army was being pursued in the snowy sky, Snow Fox suddenly appeared and stopped in front of our army."
"It was a critical period of the battle. Nanchen was defeated. If we don't take this opportunity to pursue them and they counterattack from behind, the war will be infinitely prolonged."
"Uncle stopped the horse, and the white fox barked uneasily at us."
"Those hundreds of thousands of soldiers are all iron-blooded men who obey orders and prohibitions. Seeing that my uncle and I wouldn't leave, they all stopped."
"After only a short delay, a dull sound suddenly came from the front."
Speaking of this, Mo Ronyan's eyes were a little complicated, "There's an avalanche ahead. If the white fox hadn't stopped us and delayed us for a while, we would have been buried under the snowy mountains like Nanchen's defeated army."
Su Ruotang knew that Linghu repaid his kindness, but he didn't expect that Mo Rongyan would meet him.
She pursed her lips and said softly: "Those soldiers did not die in natural disasters, but died tragically in man-made disasters."
Mo Ronyan closed his eyes and clenched his hands casually on his knees.
The skin is too cold and white, and the purple blood vessels on the back of the hands are clearly visible.
His Adam's apple rolled up, and his chest was so swollen that it hurt.
Those were the soldiers who fought with him through life and death, but they were poisoned by Mo Chenyi.
But he happened to be still in the dark.
I can't find anything to do with Mo Chenyi, so I can't deal with him for the time being.
This tone was really difficult for him to swallow.
The next moment, there was a warm feeling on the back of my hand.
The girl's soft voice dispelled the chill in his heart, "Ayan, at least we can be sure that Mo Chenyi will not be stupid enough to seek skin from a tiger."
"Dongqi is safe now, and the families of the soldiers are well fed and clothed. They are praised by the people, and the people will always remember them."
Mo Ronyan opened his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes dissipated.
The corner of his lips curled up slightly: "Well, after we find Linglong Dan, we will go back and remove the poison from our father and the courtiers."
"Okay." Su Ruotang poured the medicinal solution into a clean teacup, "Drink the medicine first, it will protect you from the cold poison for a month."
Mo Ronyan took the tea cup.
Cold white and clean fingers held a blue and white porcelain tea cup.
Two elegant and clean colors outline a simple ink painting.
He held the tea cup and drank the Chinese medicinal liquid in one gulp.
The thin blood-colored lips are stained with water color, making them gorgeous and enchanting.
Su Ruotang's long eyelashes fluttered twice, admiring the beauty.
"Have you seen enough?"
"without."
"Then let me have a good look at Xiao Haitang." Along with the crisp sound of the tea cup falling, the man's seductive and hoarse voice penetrated into his ears.
Threads of hot air flow, like thousands of ants, following the ears and burrowing into the limbs.
She thought dizzily——
What do you think?
The next moment, the world suddenly turned around.
"Ah!" She exclaimed, subconsciously reaching out and hooking the man's neck.
When he regained consciousness, his body fell into the soft bed.
The crisp and familiar scent of cedar spreads in your breath.
What follows is the sexy Cormon scent.
With a strong possessiveness!
"Little Haitang, where do you want to see?"
A low and forbearing voice sounded in his ears.
Su Ruotang raised his eyes in panic.
The candles in the room went out at some point.
The luminous pearl on the desk was covered by a piece of white silk.
In the dim light that faded, she looked straight into a pair of bright ink eyes.
Mo Ronyan knelt beside her, his hot breath spraying on her neck.
He gently took a bite of the white hair in her hair: "Huh? Where do you want to see?"
Behold?
Su Ruotang didn't understand what he meant at first.
But in her confusion, she remembered a poem that Mo Ronyan once chanted in her ear——
Beauty is best when it rains, and beauty is all about blooming.
