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After a long while, perhaps because Helian Yi found a way to detoxify the poison, he raised his head fiercely, but coincidentally bumped into Mo Youyou's lips.

Mo Youyou was so shocked that she immediately covered her mouth and glared at the man in front of him.

He opened his mouth and said, "There really is a way to cure the poison!"

Hearing that, Mo Youyou became anxious, and reached out to grab the bamboo slip in Helian Yi's hand.

What made her curious was that she was actually able to grab that bamboo slip. Since he could catch it, he had to take it away!

Helian Yi felt the bamboo block in his hand suddenly become heavier, he curiously looked at it, but why is it getting heavier? It was as if someone were fighting over the bamboo slip with both hands.

His cold eyes stared straight ahead, while the long and slender finger tightly gripped the bamboo block without moving an inch.

Mo Youyou struggled with all her strength, but in the end, the bamboo block was still lying quietly in Helian Yi's hand.

Did he want her to bite him? Mo Youyou stared at the flawless and fair finger, and said softly: Why don't we try?

With that in mind, he fiercely bit towards Helian Yi's hand!

Helian Yi's hands suddenly released a wave of pain, he stared in disbelief at the two rows of teeth marks that were slowly leaking blood, he threw the bamboo scroll down to his feet and coldly berated.

"Who is playing tricks on us here!"

Mo Youyou covered her mouth and snickered, she sneaked to the side of the desk and sat down on Helian Yi's seat, she stared at the alert Helian Yi, watched as he bent over to retrieve the bamboo scroll, then walked towards the desk.

Seeing that, Mo Youyou hastily stood up to give Helian Yi a seat. She accidentally knocked over the oil lamp on the table.

Suddenly, flames lit up everywhere, Mo Youyou's face was burning hot, she felt that her entire body had been affected and could not move at all.

She shouted, "Save me, royal uncle!"

Helian Yi looked at the window, and noticed that the door was tightly shut. The study was not very ventilated, and was quite a distance away from the desk. And just now, he clearly felt that someone was fighting with him for the bamboo block, and had even bitten his hand! To think of a possibility, could it be the Southern polar region's hidden expert? Thinking about that, Helian Yi's eyes flashed with killing intent.

He lifted the internal force, and quickly closed all the curtains. Immediately, the study was pitch black, other than the crackling flames on the desk.

The Southern polar region was a mysterious country that had disappeared from the World for a long time. The people here were born with invisibility, and in order to survive, they chose to use their own superior conditions to become assassins. This was because only when the rewards for assassins are the most generous, would they live happily and comfortably. As long as they dealt in business, they never failed.

Upon hearing that Helian Honglie had personally annihilated the entire Southern Wasteland, that day, a huge fire suddenly descended from the skies above Southern polar region, burning the fire for three days and three nights straight. From then on, there were no longer any Southern Wasteland left in the World, and no one mentioned the Southern Wasteland anymore.

Helian Yi was three meters away from the desk. He coldly looked at the illusory image that was struggling and distorting within the fire, and his cold voice was like a ten thousand year old glacier.

"Southern Wasteland's Invisibility Spell! You are from the Southern Wasteland? "

Mo Youyou was in so much pain that she wanted to die. Hearing Helian Yi's words, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Seeing the shadow, Helian Yi shook his head, he raised his eyes and looked at her with sharp eyes.

"If you don't answer honestly, I will burn you into ashes right now!"

Mo Youyou was shocked, feeling that the killing intent from Helian Yi was getting stronger and stronger, she was actually so anxious that the tear was dropping to the ground.

This man couldn't hear her at all. How was she going to make him find out? Suddenly, Mo Youyou's eyes lit up, he endured the pain all over his body, slowly extended his hand and picked up the ink pen on the table, which had not been burnt out yet, little by little, and wrote his name on the bamboo scroll. Mo Youyou.

She threw out the last bit of her remaining strength, while she slowly closed her eyes and fell beside Helian Yi's seat.

When Helian Yi saw the name on the bamboo scroll and thought of the voice he had just heard, his heart suddenly shook and he quickly extinguished the fire in front of the table.

Inside the study, everything was pitch black. Mo Youyou had been roasted in the flames for a long time, and finally felt a trace of coldness.

She slowly opened her eyes, laid down on the chair weakly, and raised her head to look at Helian Yi who was standing in front of the desk.

Seeing that his deep eyes were fixated on the chair, the trembling finger picked up her brush and struggled to write on the ground:

"royal uncle, save me!"

Helian Yi looked at the ink pen under the chair jumping non-stop, until the four soft words fell into his eyes.

He asked in a deep voice:

"You are from the Southern Wasteland?"

Mo Youyou continued writing, "No! Assassinate Xiao Lin! "

Seeing that, Helian Yi's heart sank, and asked anxiously: "How do you want I to save you?"

"Bring Mo Youyou over."

Seeing that Helian Yi was not moved, Mo Youyou wrote: "royal uncle, I can't hold on anymore."

When he finished writing, he did not see Helian Yi. The ink pen slipped out of Mo Youyou's hand. Right now, she only hoped that Helian Yi would bring Mo Residence's Ninth Miss back as soon as possible. Otherwise, she really would have to go see Prince Yan.

This was truly a bad feeling, truly a very bad feeling.

In a short moment, Helian Yi brought Mo Residence's Ninth Miss to study.

When entering the study, he specifically warned the bodyguard outside to not allow anyone to disturb him.

Helian Yi carried Mo Residence's Ninth Miss and walked to the study table. Looking at the direction of the brush, he asked coldly with a low voice that did not have a trace of warmth:

"What do we do now?"

Mo Youyou slowly opened her eyes and looked at the woman in Helian Yi's embrace. She used all her strength to pick up the brush on the ground and wrote:

"If she dies, I live. royal uncle, Youyou can't go on. "

Helian Yi looked at the words on the ground, then looked at the woman in his embrace. After hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth and asked: "Why should I believe you? If Mo Youyou died, I would blame it! What exactly is your goal, to make use of the death of General Mo's Ninth Miss, to frame I? "

"royal uncle, you were drugged. Youyou pounced on you and saved you."

This woman! Helian Yi was sure now that this woman was Mo Youyou! Seeing the last incomplete piece of paper, he suddenly saw the brush drop to the ground with a "Dang". In his heart, he thought, "Not good."

He did not hesitate to insert a silver needle into the space between Mo Residence's Ninth Miss's eyebrows, and then carefully placed her where the ink brush had landed.

"Mo Youyou, tell I, what should we do next?"

At this moment, he was actually afraid of losing her. It had nothing to do with the King Xiang or his responsibilities, but rather the indescribable feelings in his heart.

Mo Youyou was still motionless, Helian Yi once again shouted out with his low voice.

"Mo Youyou!"

Mo Youyou still did not move, Helian Yi had never been so helpless before! He had never imagined that he would encounter such a thing. All this while, he had always been a godlike existence of the Ming You Country. There was nothing in the World that he couldn't accomplish, but this was the first time he had encountered the things that happened today.

He knew she was in front of him, but he was helpless.

Helian Yi tightly clenched his fists on the ground as he roared: "Dammit!"