Chapter 1192 2.628 You Are Important

Qiao Mu was really angry with him. Why didn't he say a word when such a big thing happened?

Looking at his innocent handsome face at this moment, Qiao Mu couldn't help but reached out and pinched his face, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's not a big deal..." After noticing someone's angry eyes, Prince Mo's voice weakened, and finally he said in an almost inaudible voice, "You've been too tired these days, you need to take a good rest. sleep."

I'm really going to be pissed off by him!

Qiao Mu punched him hard, "Which is more important, my sleep, or your life."

Mo Lian opened her mouth and quickly replaced the "you are important" that she blurted out with "all...all are important".

Qiao Mu rushed over, opened his mouth and bit him, "You bastard."

"Okay, I'm a bastard." Mo Lian quickly hugged the little guy and begged for mercy, "Qiaoqiao, please don't be angry. Your teeth hurt."

As he spoke, he lifted her chin up in a serious manner, busy looking at her teeth.

Qiao Mu slapped his paws angrily and turned his head away angrily, "I don't even want to pay attention to you."

Mo Lian turned her little head back with an innocent look, "No, how can you ignore me? Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao. Don't be angry. It's not that I don't cherish my life, but I know. This poison, There is nothing you can do to me in a short period of time. You have forgotten that I am a pharmacist myself. My medicine can neutralize some of the poison, but it cannot cure it."

Qiao Mu hugged him and looked up helplessly, "How long have you been poisoned?"

"Not long after you left Mo Jing, Ding Dingding suddenly sent me a message."

"Ding Dingding was responsible for your poison?" Qiao Mu's face darkened, and he secretly made another account for Ding Dingding in his heart.

"It's him." Mo Lian nodded and said, "Ding Dingding controls the eighth-level wood spirit and is very powerful. The reason why I was poisoned was because he plotted against me, but he can't get anything good either."

"Have you been poisoned for a month?" Qiao Mu looked at him in shock.

"No, not a month, more than half a month at most." Mo Lian hugged her little body and shook her gently, "I'm fine."

Qiao Mu hit him on the head with a small fist, "Idiot!"

Mo Lian:......

Qiao Mu took out a bottle of antidote from the inner world angrily, "Take it first. I will make an antidote for you tonight. I just don't know if the required medicinal materials are complete."

She murmured.

"Qiaoqiao, you're not in a hurry."

"Why aren't you in a hurry?" Qiao Mu glared at him unhappily, "I'm in a hurry."

"Okay, okay." Mo Lianfeng blinked, and Qiao Qiao, who was holding him, smiled, "Then make the detoxification pill tonight, so don't work until it's too late, okay? Look at you, I'll take you home right now, mother. When I saw you lost so much weight and didn't say anything, you must have blamed me for not taking good care of you."

"Bah." Qiao Mu glanced at him angrily, "You're just worried that my mother will blame you."

"Jojo..."

"When I had to practice every day, did you bother me every day?" Qiao Mu watched him drink the antidote, took his pulse for a while, and gave him a sideways look.

"No." Mo Lian shook her head hurriedly and said with a serious face, "I never disturb you when you are practicing, otherwise you think you can break through to the fourteenth level of mystical master so quickly."