A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Emperor Yuxuan laughed and said, "Interesting, interesting, really interesting! Lord Meng, please don't blame me! Since you can't save your beloved disciple! Then let's see if your beloved disciple can save you."

He looked at Meng Tonglu with smugness, his face changed from mud to pale, then from pale to red, and then from red to green, all in a variety of colors that made Meng Tonglu speechless. He felt like cotton was stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak anymore.

Shui Qinglian, however, remained silent at this time. He quickly took out a silver needle from his body and came up to check Sizhe's pulse. His eyes were full of doubts? There was no pulse at all! But his body temperature was not as cold as that of a dead person. Master, it was impossible that he could not be saved. His intention of not saving him was obvious, that is, to kill himself by the hand of the emperor. Alas!

Meng Tonglu watched Shui Qinglian perform acupuncture, only to see that the acupuncture points he inserted were all off. He was so angry that he yelled, "Fool, you are usually as smart as a ghost, but at the critical moment of life and death, you keep making mistakes! Do you want your master to die quickly?"

Shui Qinglian said with shaking hands: "Master, I am afraid that this needle will kill this kid. Can't you go faster? Disciple, disciple, I missed."

Looking at the place where Shui Qinglian wanted to stab, Meng Tonglu cursed again: "Oh, idiot, how can you stab there? If you stab it, you will never survive..."

Shui Qinglian was amused. She didn't expect you to be so scared. She must play a good trick on him! So he moved the eye needle to another fatal point. He didn't really want to stab it.

"Master, can we pierce here?"

Meng Tonglu was so angry that he jumped up: "Wang, you are so stupid, what did I teach you before? Stop, stop, stop it!" After he stabbed the patient with the needle, his head was moved. Although he was a skilled doctor, he had never tried to save his head.

Emperor Yuxuan was unhappy and rebuked him sternly: "Meng Aiqing! You are wrong! I asked you to heal him just now, but you didn't. Now you are teaching your apprentice, why is that? I didn't ask you to teach! If you taught him and saved him, it wouldn't count! Have you considered it?"

Meng Tonglu shut up immediately. It was really hateful! He hated himself for not being as good as him in martial arts. If he could beat him, he wouldn't be so frustrated. Oh, God, why don't you open your eyes? If you let me be king, I will definitely treat the people of the world well. As a minister, even if he kills thousands of people, it won't be enough to vent his anger.

Seeing Meng Tonglu looking at him in grief and humiliation, Emperor Yuxuan felt particularly happy. Ah ha, in this world, if I ask you to cry, you will cry. If I don't allow you to laugh, you can't have even the slightest smile on your face.

I remember a minister who had a bucktooth smile and looked happy wherever he went. Emperor Yuxuan was playing a game where people were not allowed to laugh, but he forced him to laugh. As a result, the minister was torn into pieces by five horses. His cruelty was unmatched! Being his minister meant living in fear every day.

The Imperial Master tried every means to please and get close to Emperor Yuxuan in order to gain his trust. But this tyrant was adamant and would not trust anyone!

I thought about assassinating him, but he had mastered the Vajra Shield, making him invulnerable to swords and guns.

He wanted to kill him with poison, so he would take two hours to prepare a meal each time, and would have ten servants who were trained to test poison taste the food half an hour before eating.

Although he is fierce and violent, he is very careful about his safety and life. This poisonous method will not work.

Shui Qinglian laughed in his heart: "Master, Master, I didn't expect you to have this day!" Shui Qinglian could actually wake Si Zhe up with just one needle. But he pretended to be timid and cowardly so that his master would feel scared.

His hands were shaking so badly that he inserted the needle into Sikong Yan's hand.

Sikong Yan cursed: "Are you blind, you parallel importer? You don't even know who you are stabbing?"

The Imperial Master saw this and was so anxious that he was jumping up and down! This traitor, he dared to shake his hands at the critical moment. He shook his life away, he shook his life away... He opened his mouth anxiously and wanted to teach him again, but Emperor Yuxuan hummed grimly. He had to open his mouth and yawn. "I'm so sleepy. I haven't rested since yesterday morning!"

"Hmph!" Emperor Yuxuan snorted coldly!

Shui Qinglian pulled out the needle and kept stroking the spot where he had pierced her. She apologized to Sikong Yan, "I'm sorry, Your Highness. Qinglian deserves death!"

"Even if you die a thousand times, it won't be worth his life! Hurry up and save him!" Sikong Yan said angrily.

"Yes, yes! Save him quickly, save him quickly!" Meng Tonglu helped, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. On the surface, he was urging his apprentice to save others, but in fact, he was urging his apprentice to save himself. Only if Sizhe survived, he could survive! Seeing his apprentice stabbing Sizhe everywhere, he was extremely anxious. Normally, he didn't teach his apprentice the key points, but now that it was a life-threatening moment, he wanted to tell him everything in one go. But he couldn't, because he would die if he said it or not! What could he do? He was in agony!

Emperor Yuxuan laughed loudly: "I want to see whether the master's medical skills are better or the apprentice's medical skills are better?" He saw Meng Tonglu like ants on a hot pot, and he was very happy! Let's see how many people can escape from his game.

He has loved playing teasing on people since he was young, just like a cat catching a mouse. He would tease the mouse for a while and then kill it when he got tired of it. If he wants you to die, no one can escape!

Sikong Yan glanced at the Imperial Master coldly and sneered, "Imperial Master, Imperial Master, it's obvious that you didn't teach your apprentice well. How can he save people? With such poor medical skills, my brother has been stabbed like a sieve, but he still doesn't move at all!"

The Imperial Master lamented, "Your Highness, you can't blame me! Who told him not to study hard? Talent is also limited." He turned to the Emperor and begged, "Your Majesty, can you allow me to try again?"

Emperor Yuxuan sneered, "No, no, no! I have given you many chances! But you refused again and again! Do you think I am a fool?"

Meng Tonglu secretly complained, if only he hadn't hidden it, and taught his skills to his apprentice without reservation, maybe he wouldn't have ended up like this today, it's all his own fault! If he died like this, he would be unwilling to accept it!

Because he had a dream of unifying the world. He hated it, hated that Emperor Yuxuan was stronger than him, and that a reckless man took advantage of his ferocity to unify the world. He hated his apprentice, who was so smart in the past, but later became more and more stupid, without any innovation and development, and now his life was in his hands!

At the same time, he hated himself. There was no such thing as an elixir of life or a secret of immortality in this world. He had only dug a hole for himself. He had never expected that...