The third world does not cross the demon

Young Master Lian Yue seemed to enjoy the monk's obsessive gaze, deliberately stuck out his small tongue, and licked the corner of his mouth...

He is confident, even if there is no "beauty drunk", who in this world can resist his provocative young master Lian Yue?

Monk Budu was only briefly absent-minded, his eyes were blurred, but he suddenly woke up, and forcibly used his internal force to break through his dantian...

Push Young Master Lian Yue away...

Monk Budu turned his head away, and spit out a big mouthful of black blood with a sound of "Puff!"

He clutched his chest, panting heavily, but said with incomparable integrity: "Lianyue, let's go!"

Young Master Lian Yue shrugged in disappointment, but a trace of shock and admiration flashed in his star-like eyes...

Seeing the monk struggling in pain, Young Master Lian Yue refrained from teasing him again...

"What a boring monk!" Young Master Lian Yue curled his lips in dissatisfaction, dropped a red pill seemingly carelessly, and left the cave.

But at this moment, the Seventh Prince's mansion has become a mess...

Even the emperor's imperial physician was invited to the prince's mansion.

"Imperial physician, imperial physician! Come on, tell me quickly, can my foundation be preserved?" The seventh prince was lying on his back in panic at this moment, pulling the sleeve of the old imperial physician, shaking non-stop , like a drowning person, grabbing the last straw.

"This, this..." Beads of sweat dripped from the old doctor's forehead, hesitantly said.

"Quick! Tell me quickly! Can this king's foundation be kept?" Seeing his hesitant look, the Seventh Prince even tightened his hands a little bit, and grabbed the old doctor's satin sleeves a few times. Unsightly wrinkles.

The old doctor wiped the sweat with his other hand in a panic, knelt on the ground with a "plop", kowtowed heavily, and tremblingly said: "Please forgive me, my lord! I, I am incompetent!"

"Incompetent? Incompetent! You, are you fucking telling this king?" The Seventh Prince grabbed the old doctor's court clothes and said excitedly, "You, you are lying to me, aren't you?"

"I dare not lie to the prince!" The old doctor waved his hands tremblingly, and quickly explained: "The prince's beauty is drunk, and he didn't release it within a specific time, let it out... the residual poison, the residual poison stays at the root, because, so , only, only..."

"What can I do?" The Seventh Prince's eyes widened, showing disbelief.

"I can only, I can only..." The old doctor seemed to have made up his mind, closed his eyes, and said out loudly: "You can only save your life by cutting off the root cause!"

An hour later, a hog-killing scream came from the Seventh Prince's room: "Ah!" Even the crow on the roof was awakened, flapped its wings, and flew away...

In less than three days, rumors spread in the marketplace that the Seventh Prince had cut off his root and became a rootless person...

"Pass down this king's order! Send troops to Pudu Temple quickly! This king will definitely wash that ruined temple with blood!" The Seventh Prince's hair was disheveled, his eyes were gloomy, and his shrill voice sounded half-masculine.