Everyone was shocked by Huang Yaoshi's sudden accident.

Huang Yaoshi looked at Yun Qingyun angrily and tried to get up with force, but it was fruitless: "Young Master Yun! What do you mean?"

Yun Qingyu stood in front of Huang Yaoshi, looked at him condescendingly, smiling without sincerity: "Oh, I accidentally took the wrong pill. I didn't expect that Huang Yaoshi would swallow the cartilage pill so fast."

Huang Yaoshi was so angry that he was almost exhaled. Yun Qingyu was not careful, it was clearly intentional!

He took a deep breath and was about to ask for the antidote. Yun Qingyu saw his thoughts and said, "I forgot to bring the antidote for a while. Why not just test it like this."

Huang Yaoshi took a deep breath and calmed himself down: "Then Master Yun should use the Truth Pill for me. I want to prove my innocence as soon as possible."

Yun Qingxu asked Xiahou Ping to help her move a chair, sit down leisurely, and smiled, "I have been standing for most of the day, and I have been talking for a long time. I want to take a rest first, so I have to worry Master Huang to sit on the ground first."

Huang Yaoshi took a deep breath and then, and couldn't help it: "Yun Qingyun, what are you..."

However, Huang Yaoshi's fierce questioning was interrupted by Yun Qingxia. Yun Qingxia did not interrupt the other person's awareness of questioning at all. He looked at Xiahou Bing on the side as if he was unheard of it, "Saint Xiahou is also idle, are you helping this young master to bring some spiritual fruits to quench his thirst?"

Xiahou Bing rolled her eyes, "Yun Qingyun, do you really think you are an uncle, let this saint serve you?"

Yun Qingqing smiled: "Hmm?"

Xiahou Ping turned around to serve the fruit, and the uncle was the uncle. Who else could the uncle she invited to serve?

Huang Yaoshi collapsed on the ground, sweating from his back. He looked at the other alchemists, wanting them to say something for him, but everyone else silently looked away.

Seeing Yun Qingyun eating fruits slowly there, Huang Yaoshi became more and more nervous. She... could not see anything, right?

Huang Yaoshi thought to himself that he could not see that he had taken the antidote to Zhenyan Pill in advance. How could Yun Qingyu, a little girl, see that?

However, seeing Yun Qingxiao staring at him with a smile, Huang Yaoshi felt a sense of being seen through.

Could she be really waiting for the antidote to pass???

At this time, Yun Qingxu suddenly asked, "Have you cleared the bones on Mr. Nan Kun's body?"

The old palace master frowned, "Who is so bold that he dared to lay bones on Nan Kun?"

Nan Chen coughed lightly and pointed at Yun Qinghuan.

Old Palace Master: "..."

He looked at Nian Pharmacist again. Gu Shenghua was an eighth-grade poison, and Nian Mo was a ninth-grade alchemist. He should be able to relieve Gu Shenghua under Yun Qing's dying?

The pharmacist coughed lightly and looked away awkwardly: "Not yet, I'm just temporarily suppressing it."

Yun Qingyun casually said: "Oh."

Nan Chen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Young Master Yun suddenly asked Nan Kun what he was doing? Could it be that Nan Kun was the person behind the scenes?"

"How could it be Nan Kun? With Nan Kun's brain, can he come up with such a meticulous plan?" Xiahou Ping sneered.

Nan Chen was meaningful: "If he could come up with this plan, it would be impossible to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger."

The old palace master frowned, obviously not thinking that his second grandson could have such ability. Thinking about Yun Qingyun's previous words, he felt that it was more likely that the boss Nan Chi, who had always been in a heavy mind, would be very likely.
Chapter completed!