"Antidote, I've already killed one person," Yuezheng Mo extended his hand towards Lu Xingyan, pushing it forward another two inches.
"Yuezheng Mo, you're looking for death!" Seeing that Yuezheng Lihuang had already stopped breathing, Yuezheng Lihui, furious, drew his sword and chased after Yuezheng Mo.
"Stop him! Do you still want to live?" Yuezheng Mo shouted angrily at Yuezheng Qing, who stood there stunned.
Because of the great shock he received, Yuezheng Qing, who hadn't reacted for a moment, also hurriedly drew his sword to block Yuezheng Lihui's path.
"The antidote!" Yuezheng Mo's eyes were cold, his voice urgent.
"As you wish," Lu Xingyan tossed him a green pill.
Yuezheng Mo didn't check the pill before swallowing it.
Once the antidote entered his mouth, he felt it taking effect; the toxins that had spread throughout his veins turned into black droplets of sweat and seeped out from his skin.
