Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

Cang Pojun hugged him, and quickly summoned the attendant, "Come quickly, bring the suzerain back to the bedroom!"

Huang Yueli was just supported by Cang Pohun who rushed in, and her eyes were still darkening.

Hearing Cang Pojun's words, she immediately turned around again, "Hurry up and call the doctor! I'll go and have a look!"

As she said that, she wanted to follow the waiter to the bedroom, but she underestimated the extent of her weakness. As soon as she got up, her feet were weak and she almost fell down.

"Master Huang, be careful! If you suffer any injuries, the suzerain will only feel more uncomfortable! You should go and rest for a while, the suzerain is here with us watching, there will definitely be no problem."

Cang Pohun frantically tried to support her again, but Huang Yueli pushed him away.

"No, I don't worry..."

Huang Yueli took a deep breath, barely suppressed the feeling of dizziness, and ran towards the bedroom.

The three guardians, as well as Luo Jiyun and others who came after hearing the news, hurriedly followed.

The doctor of Cangxuan Sword Sect was quickly summoned, and immediately sat in front of the bed to diagnose Li Moying's pulse.

This white-haired Shangguan physician is over 300 years old this year. He is one of the few eighth-rank physicians in Tianling Continent. Such a rich medical experience.

However, at this time, Dr. Shangguan had a dignified expression, with one hand on Li Moying's right wrist, and the other gently twirling his beard, meditating for a long time without speaking.

Huang Yueli didn't dare to disturb him, so she could only back away a little, stood beside Cang Pohun, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? What happened in the back hall just now? Why did Mo Ying Sudden illness?"

Cang Pohun looked at her worriedly, but hesitated to speak.

"This... the suzerain just said... said..."

When Huang Yueli saw his expression, she immediately understood, "Why? He didn't want you to tell me, did he?"

"Uh...Master Huang Mingjian...Subordinate..." Cang Pohun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Huang Yueli said: "I know even if you don't tell me, is it because Mo Ying intentionally made himself ill in order to deter those elders who caused troubles, so that he could erupt enough strength to instantly kill those guys? But, what did he do? How did you do it?"

There was more cold sweat on Cang Pohun's forehead.

Huang Yueli glanced at him, and pondered: "That's right...it should be that pill, right? The pill that Liu Buyan left behind to improve his cultivation! Could it be that he can't take this kind of pill? Onset? Damn it! I didn't think of this, and I came up with such a deceitful plan to ask him to take some kind of pill! This illness is all caused by me..."

Thinking of this, Huang Yueli also turned pale.

Recently, Li Moying's dementia seemed to be under control a little bit, except for the full moon night, I didn't see him attack again. Moreover, the onset of the full moon night can also be controlled in a short period of time.

Therefore, Huang Yueli often ignores this point.

Because Li Moying looked too strong when he was not sick, his strength was so outstanding, it was hard to imagine that he would be so fragile when he was sick...

Huang Yueli was very annoyed, she felt ashamed because of her carelessness.

She should have known a long time ago that Li Moying's body was different from that of ordinary warriors, and she couldn't stand it.