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Chapter 1302: His Disaster

There was only an old lady and a grandfather in the house. When he saw a man holding a girl and running in, he was shocked.

Before he could react, a white silhouette ran in.

Gong Feihan put Xia Shengnuan on a couch, held on to her little hands, and shouted in a low voice, "Xiao Nuan..."

Xia Shengnuan seemed to fall asleep, and had no reaction at all, but her little face became redder and redder.

Gong Feihan's heart seemed to be tightly clutched by sharp claws, and he couldn't lift it up in one breath. He was so anxious that he blew the fishy and sweet taste surged straight into his throat.

Feng Moran held Xia Shengnuan's little hand and took her pulse.

After a while, his brows frowned.

Gong Feihan suppressed the panic in his heart, and his bloody red eyes looked at Feng Moran, his voice trembling with hoarseness, "How?"

Feng Moran's face, which was always warm, was covered with a thin layer of frost at this moment.

Suddenly, "Put over Xiao Nuan's back and take a look."

After hearing this, Gong Feihan directly hugged her and looked at her back, his eyes suddenly shocked.

I saw that her back was slapped by a big palm, and her clothes were burned, revealing a huge palm print. The entire back seemed to be a big palm print there, with five fingers clearly shaped, bright red and burning like fire.

Feng Moran frowned and said, "When Xiao Nuan rushed over, she supported her heart veins with her true energy and broke several ribs. She wouldn't faint, but now she is sleeping and her little face is red. She is poisoned."

This man used the ultimate skill and was a person who was determined to die.

There is a unique poison on your palm, which can corrode your clothes at once and slapp them straight into your body.

This person used his strength very much, and the poison suddenly rushed into his heart, so the little girl fell asleep on the spot.

Gong Feihan saw Feng Moran's face, and his heart sank a little more, his voice as cold as ice, "What poison?"

"Flame God Dream." Feng Moran said four words lightly.

When Gong Feihan heard this, his whole body seemed to fall straight into the abyss with a dizzy moment.

He didn't know about poison, but for some reason, he only knew about this kind of poison.

He thought it only exists in ancient books.

The poisoned person had a flaming flame like fire, but he fell asleep like a magical dream.

Without an antidote, it will not wake up.

If you don’t get rid of it within a month, your body will be as hot as magma and you will eventually be burned to death.

There is no antidote to this poison. I heard that only the thousand-year-old ice spring on the Immortal Realm Platform can be used to solve it.

However, the Immortal Realm Platform only exists in ancient books and no one has ever been there.

Who was it that he had put so much effort into killing him.

This disaster was actually the little girl who helped him block it.

One month.

Gong Feihan closed his eyes deeply, his mind flipped, and searched for the words he had seen about the Immortal Realm Platform.

Divine beasts, Flame Mountain, Tianchi, Devil City...

Some pictures suddenly flashed through my mind, and it seemed to be real.

He opened his terrifyingly red eyes and looked at Feng Moran with a hoarse voice, "Is this poison only the thousand-year ice spring on the Immortal Realm platform able to solve it?"

Feng Moran was suddenly stunned.

He actually knew, did he...

He was about to say that he wanted to take Xiao Nuan to the Immortal Realm Platform.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, and saw a pair of black eyes that were originally like a cold pool. At this time, there were surging flames, as if the world could be burned to pieces in the next moment.

He could only nod his head lightly.
Chapter completed!
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