The Genius Wife of the Pampered King of Hell

The Genius Wife of the Pampered King of Hell
Chapter 145 – Cold Poison


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Standing beside Xuan Wu was a young man wearing a moon white brocade robe, his face bright and handsome, while his expression resembled an ice sculpture. His imposing manner gave warning, preventing any stranger from approaching.


Hexi's intuition vaguely told her that this person was stronger than Qing Long. His anger seemed very cold and indifferent, yet he did not know who he was.


When his gaze was fixed on the third person, he was slightly surprised. He had actually met this person before, yet he had not left a deep impression. He was the auctioneer at Gluttonous House, Wu Yu.


Wu Yu realized Hexi's shock as he looked at her, the corner of his mouth raised to form a smile. His calm eyes with hidden depths made it impossible for anyone to guess what he was thinking.


Qing Long saw Hexi arrive, and without greeting her he immediately said, β€œYou, come with me.”


In an instant, the door of the room opened and Hexi followed him in. After nearly entering the room, his senses were attacked by a gust of heat.


Grain of sweat started to form on his forehead, and furrowing his brows, he quickly used a hint of water spiritual power to withstand the heat. Only then could he feel comfortable.


Qing Long saw that Hexi's body was producing pure spiritual power, and her eyes slightly revealed her astonishment as she explained, The β€œCold Poison in Master's body started to enter her heart. We have tried every means to suppress it, but so far it has only helped a little.”


Walking in the corner, they arrived at a large bed. Smoke filled the room, raising the temperature, and lying on the bed with smoke billowing all around him, was Nangong Yu.


When he first saw Nangong Yu, Hexi's eyes suddenly narrowed.


The man on the bed was only wearing a white silk robe, with his hair draped, his eyes tightly shut, his handsome appearance resembling a jade statue from afar. The interior of the room was clearly hot, yet his face did not have the slightest hint of color, on the contrary, his white skin seemed to be frozen and transparent.


In his impression of her, Nangong Yu had always been graceful, full of demonic charm, lewd, and extremely conspicuous. Yet the current Nangong Yu looked so fragile, as if it could be broken with just a single touch.


Without waiting for Qing Long to introduce her, Hexi quickly stepped forward and grabbed onto Nangong Yu's wrist.


So cold! Hexi's hands shivered a little. He was obviously holding onto someone's wrist, but it felt like he was holding a piece of jade that had just been removed from the freezer. And this kind of coldness, when he touched it, he had the illusion that it was seeping into his bones.


Hexi focused, and using her spiritual power to slowly pierce through her pulse, she began to examine her body.


After maintaining this position for longer than it took to burn the incense, his brows began to furrow even tighter.


Qing Long's expression as she looked at him was anxious, like he was slowly burning. Several times he wanted to interrupt Hexi and ask her about her Master's condition, but she was afraid that interrupting her treatment would harm her Master.


As his patience was about to reach its limit, Hexi finally let go of his hand. But the wrinkles between his eyebrows still did not loosen.


Qing Long quickly asked, β€œHow is Teacher? Can he be cured?”


Even if the Genius Physician Xi Yue who cured Ouyang Haoxuan was helpless, then they had no other choice but to ask for help from the Elders of the Physician Association, and that person was Teacher Zhu Que. However if this were to happen, then the situation of Master would be known to others, and at that time, the Hell King Palace would no longer be able to maintain its transcendent position. This might also cause Master to suffer a fatal disaster.


Thinking of this, Qing Long's hand that was grasping his sword firmly, tightened. His eyes stared at Hexi subconsciously filled with a hint of hope.