There was no antidote for the Heart-devouring Poison. Hence, everyone was curious about how Feng Hao would deal with this matter.
At this moment, no one doubted his words. The mother and daughter from the Poison God Residence were definitely his wife and daughter.
Thinking about it, if his wife and daughter were poisoned by this strange poison, what would he do?
Family members torturing each other.
This was the most painful thing in the world. No one could tolerate such a thing happening to them.
Hence, no one said anything, nor did anyone plead for mercy for the Poison God Residence. They just waited quietly for the result.
However, the mustached elder was a little responsible. He took the initiative to admit that he was the one who poisoned them and revealed his motive in order to protect the Poison God Residence.
Beside him, Qing Wu was enraged when she heard these words. She never imagined that the person who treated her the best in the Poison God Residence, the person she respected the most, would do such a despicable thing.
He made her lose her memory and marry his grandson. What's done cannot be undone. Everything would be set in stone and no one could change it.
Fortunately, even though he saved her time and time again, she never agreed to marry him because of the awkward feeling she had when they interacted. Indeed, it was all a scam.
When Fenghao heard this, he felt a lingering fear. His gaze gradually turned cold as he looked at him.
"Hiss … I couldn't tell that you're so vicious. And you, you brat, how dare you have designs on my brother's wife. Looks like you really don't want to live anymore."
Long Yueguan took a light breath and directly pointed at their noses and started scolding them. He even kicked the handsome man lying on the ground a few times to vent his anger.
Once the truth was announced, everyone near and far looked at the old man with the mustache coldly.
Who would dare to associate with such a person in the future?
"I was confused for a moment. It was my personal action and has nothing to do with the Poison God Residence. Moreover, I believe you know Nannan … No, Little Meng 'er's identity. Hence, I beg you to let the Poison God Residence live."
The mustached elder lowered his head. His voice was a little hoarse and his eyes were gloomy.
It had to be said that even if he was disloyal to Qing Wu and her daughter, he was more loyal to the Poison God Residence. Hence, he was willing to sacrifice himself.
"Liar."
Qing Wu pulled Little Qing Meng and looked at him coldly.
"Take your own life."
Feng Hao's words were cold and indifferent.
He was really scared. If the old man with the English moustache had not brought Qing Wu and her daughter to participate in the Newcomer Competition, perhaps when they met again, they would have been strangers. Even he would not have been able to turn the situation around.
"Wait."
Standing on the high platform, the white-haired elder with a youthful face spoke. Under Fenghao's doubtful gaze, he continued, "Since it has already happened, I think that even if you kill him, you won't be able to change anything. Why don't you let him make up for his mistakes?"
Although the old man with the English moustache was detestable, if he were to be killed now, there would definitely be a gap between the Emperor Residence and the Poison God Residence in the future. On the contrary, if he were to be magnanimous and let him go, not to mention whether he would be deeply grateful, most importantly, he would definitely not be an enemy of the Emperor Residence. Moreover, the prestige of the Emperor Residence would definitely be greatly improved and they would be supported by more people.
Moreover, the old man with the English moustache was the Protector of the Poison God Residence. Speaking of which, his status was not lower than the old man with the English moustache. In the Poison God Residence, there were many people who were loyal to him. If he were to die here, who could guarantee that those people would not take revenge? With Feng Hao's current cultivation, it was impossible to guard against them.
If he were to be let go, those people who were loyal to him would not take revenge. More importantly, because of what he had done this time, the Poison God Residence would also make some adjustments. They would definitely seize power. At that time, he would not be able to stir up any trouble.
Because of the pleading of the old man with the English moustache, everyone looked at him differently.
Who else could possess this kind of bearing?
At this moment, if Feng Hao did not see through the Heart Devouring Poison, or if he did not have that layer of identity to suppress him, the Mortal Emperor Mansion would very likely be defeated.
Everyone present asked themselves if they could do this.
On the high platform, the Asura Manor's supervisor's expression remained unchanged, whereas the supervisor of the Nine Nether Manor snorted.
No matter what, after this incident, the Poison God Residence would definitely support the Mortal Emperor Mansion. Moreover, with Feng Hao's support, the Mortal Emperor Mansion's originally unstable position would be as stable as a fortress. Not to mention, the Mortal Emperor Mansion's prestige in the human race would directly surpass the two Asura Manor's.
The Mortal Emperor Mansion was filled with experts and benevolent people. It was not inferior to the Illusory Martial Era.
After hearing the old man's words, although Feng Hao was unwilling, he still needed to think about his family. He coldly swept a glance at the old man with the English moustache. "You're on your own."
Killing the old man was indeed a way to vent his hatred, but it would also bring him endless troubles. His current strength was too low, and it was impossible to guard against it.
Therefore, in Feng Hao's heart, a desire to rush to the peak rose. As long as he could reach the Great Saint Realm, he would be qualified to stand proudly in this world.
"Thank you."
The old man with the English moustache was already prepared to die, but now, he had a chance to live. The feeling in his heart was indescribable. It was as though there was a stone stuck in his throat, and he struggled to spit out two words.
"The Heart Devouring Poison isn't unsolvable. If we can find the Divine Armament Codex, it can be removed … I will do my best to find it."
After Feng Hao turned around, the old man spoke again.
The Divine Armament Codex could only be inherited by the Lord of the Illusory Martial Era. If the Lord of the Illusory Martial Era wasn't born, then the Heart Devouring Poison would become a poison that could not be cured.
He didn't stay any longer. He looked at Qing Wu and her mother with a complicated expression, and then left with the people from the Poison God Residence.
At this time, he finally understood why the Lord had left such an inexplicable sentence.
It seemed that the Lord already knew that this person was extraordinary, so he didn't want them to stop him. It wasn't to make things convenient for him, but because he was afraid that it would bring disaster to the Poison God Residence.
It was a pity that he didn't really understand this sentence at that time, which led to today's disaster.
"Wu 'er."
After Feng Hao turned around, the coldness on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a look of guilt. "Wu 'er, I'm late. Can you forgive me?"
Qing Wu glanced at him, lowered her head, and didn't say a word.
In fact, she was already sure that the person in front of her was her husband. It was just that she was unhappy to see him surrounded by so many beauties.
[Fifth Update]
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