A few minutes later.
Under the nacing gaze of Zhang Xiaohao, Divine Doctor Huang Hua suppressed his disgust and dived into the pit of a public toilet.
Fortunately, this public toilet was in a remote location, and there were not many people around.
Otherwise.
If anyone saw Divine Doctor Huang Hua, with his mouth wide open, eating large bites in the pit, they would be shocked speechless.
They would upload this incredible scene onto the internet.
Allowing more netizens to witness this extraordinary "odd bird" known as Divine Doctor Huang Hua.
Zhang Xiaohao gestured for two male doctors to keep watch there and then turned back towards Mo’s Clinic.
Entering Mo’s Clinic, and under Qingye’s guidance, Zhang Xiaohao entered the backyard and arrived at Divine Doctor Mo’s residence.
He entered the room.
The room was shrouded with a suffocating atmosphere.
"Ah! Brother Hao, you are here!" The few doctors in the room exclaid in surprise upon seeing Zhang Xiaohao enter.
"Mm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
"Old Mo, how is he doing now?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Brother Hao, Divine Doctor Mo’s condition is very bad! All his indicators are continuously dropping, and even his pulse is becoming weaker and weaker," a male doctor said.
"Mm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
Walking up to Divine Doctor Mo, he grabbed his left hand and began to take his pulse.
A few minutes later.
Zhang Xiaohao released his hand expressionlessly. Seeing him do so, Qingye hurriedly asked.
"Brother Hao, how is Divine Doctor Mo now?" Qingye asked.
"Everyone go out, except you," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Yes, Brother Hao!" The others responded and turned to leave, closing the door behind them.
Bang!
Seeing only three people in the room, apart from herself and Zhang Xiaohao, there was the unconscious Divine Doctor Mo, Qingye suddenly felt a bad premonition.
"Brother Hao, what’s wrong? Is there sothing wrong?" Qingye asked.
Zhang Xiaohao gave her a cold look and reached into his pocket with his right hand, taking out a healing pill from the Shennong Ring and feeding it to Divine Doctor Mo.
He then looked back at Qingye coldly.
"Brother Hao, why are you looking at like that? Is there a flower on my face?" Qingye said, blushing shyly.
Zhang Xiaohao remained silent, calmly staring at her.
"Brother Hao, what do you want to do? Could it be that you’ve taken a liking to ?" Qingye teased again, rubbing her hands together.
She adopted a girlish deanor, swaying her body back and forth.
"Heh." Zhang Xiaohao chuckled playfully.
"Brother Hao, you have always been my destined one in my heart! I know I’m not worthy of you, and I dare not ask for your love! I just want you to pamper now!" Qingye said, her face flushed with embarrassnt.
With that, she gently slipped off her clothes with her jade hands.
Wearing only two pieces of black semi-transparent underwear, she walked alluringly towards Zhang Xiaohao.
When she reached Zhang Xiaohao, she threw herself into his arms, burying her head in his chest.
At this mont, ruthless intent flashed in her eyes, exuding a fierce murderous aura.
With a flick of her jade hand, she took out a dagger hidden behind her waist, its blade glinting as she viciously aid it at Zhang Xiaohao’s neck.
Just as the dagger in her hand was about to pierce Zhang Xiaohao’s neck, it suddenly stopped in mid-air.
No matter how hard she tried, the dagger couldn’t move a single inch closer.
Zhang Xiaohao looked at her with amusent, raising his right hand abruptly, delivering a harsh slap across her face, sending a poisonous tooth flying out of her mouth, and with a flick of his finger, he shattered the tooth.
Amusedly, he took the dagger from her hand, pulled out a chair, and sat down, looking at Qingye mockingly.
"Speak! Who is instructing you? Why did you target Old Mo?" Zhang Xiaohao asked indifferently.
"Bro-Brother Hao, I don’t know what you’re talking about! I-I was just joking with you!" Qingye said, forcing a smile.
"Oh really! I think this joke is quite good! First an inside job, then a honey trap! If I didn’t have so tricks up my sleeve, I might have fallen for it!" Zhang Xiaohao said teasingly.
"Ah! Bro-Brother Hao, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was really just joking with you." Qingye said pitifully.
"Won’t talk, huh? Then let tell you!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Three days ago, you deliberately fed Old Mo a dose of poison. This poison has no other properties but to make cultivators irritable when cultivating, easily leading to Qi deviation! It was after taking this poison that Old Mo experienced Qi deviation during his cultivation," Zhang Xiaohao said nonchalantly.
"Brother Hao, I really don’t understand what you an by Qi deviation!" Qingye said charmingly.
"Then, you deliberately spread the news, drawing Cheng Tianxue’s attention, thereby luring here! Because you knew that given my relationship with Mo Shenggu, I wouldn’t stand idly by!"
"As for Divine Doctor Huang Hua, he was just a pawn in your hand to distract ! Then you brought to Old Mo, looking for the right opportunity to take action against ! Because you knew that I am also a Divine Doctor, very sensitive to poison! So you didn’t poison the air."
"Even without the assassination attempt just now, you would have found other ways to bait , trying every trick in the book to lure and kill ! Am I right?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.
"Brother Hao, I really don’t know what you’re talking about! You’re wrongfully accusing ," Qingye said with a bitter face.
"Even at this mont, do you want to continue pretending? I think you should know about the Forbidden Technique, Soul Searching Technique, right?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"I-I don’t know!" Qingye said, her face turning pale.
Beads of cold sweat rolled down her forehead like a stream when she heard the words "Soul Searching Technique."
If it weren’t for Zhang Xiaohao’s overwhelming presence pinning her down, rendering her unable to move, she might have collapsed on the ground by now.
"Won’t talk, huh? Sigh! It seems I have no choice but to do it myself," Zhang Xiaohao sneered coldly.
He stood up from the chair and walked towards Qing Mian.
"Bro-Brother Hao, I really don’t know! Is it wrong for to confess to you?" Qingye said defiantly.
"Hehe! This trick of yours, back when I first entered the field six years ago, I’ve already played it to death! Save your expressions!" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.
With a flick of his index finger, he squeezed out a drop of blood, using the Three Pure Daoist Skill to change the incantation, letting out a low roar: "Soul Searching Technique!"
With that, Zhang Xiaohao’s five fingers lightning-fast reached out and grabbed Qingye’s head.
A terrifying and bizarre force frantically surged into her mind.
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