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Chapter 665

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Two minutes later, one of Yan Yuanjia's maids brought something to Ruan Qianqian.

The medicine was in a translucent bottle, colorless and tasteless. Ruan Qianqian was not weak. She checked carefully for a while and found nothing. The medicine seemed to be ordinary water.

"Saintess, did you get the medicine? The medicine can be added to tea, soup, and so on. Hurry up, or it will be too late. "

"Got it."

Not long after, Ruan Qianqian arrived at Zuo Fanmei's place.

Zuo Fanmei frowned. She had already met a few people, but the effect of persuasion was not very good.

"Master, don't be so worried about this disciple. This disciple's heart is aching."

"Master, I don't want to be the Saintess anymore. In fact, it's not a big deal. Even if I'm not the Saintess, I think you won't abandon me."

Ruan Qianqian took out a soup pot as she spoke.

"Of course I won't abandon you. Qianqian, you're …"

"Master, this disciple might have to leave you for a while. This disciple has made some ginseng soup for you. Master, have a taste."

Ruan Qianqian scooped a bowl of ginseng soup and handed it to Zuo Fanmei.

"Qianqian, I will never let you leave. I don't believe that I can't protect you!" Zuo Fanmei said in a deep voice.

"Master, have a taste."

"Master, if it's good, drink more. If it's not good, then forget it."

Ruan Qianqian said nervously. She was nervous because something was added to the soup. Zuo Fanmei thought that Ruan Qianqian was worried that the soup was not good.

"Qianqian, no matter how bad the soup is, Master will still think it's good. Hehe!"

Zuo Fanmei smiled and drank it. Her eyes lit up. "Qianqian, it's very good. Give me another bowl."

"Yes, Master."

Ruan Qianqian quickly filled another bowl, and Zuo Fanmei drank it again.

"Palace Lord, we want to talk to you."

Yan Yuanjia and two other ninth-grade powerhouses came over. Ruan Qianqian quickly got up and bid farewell to Zuo Fanmei.

"Elder Yan, what do you want to talk about?"

"If you want to persuade me to give up on Qianqian, then keep your mouth shut!"

Zuo Fanmei's tone was harsh.

Zuo Fanmei had spoken gently to the few elders she had met before, but now that Ruan Qianqian had come, Zuo Fanmei felt that she had to be tougher. She could not let Ruan Qianqian be chased away.

"Palace Lord, you've got the wrong person. There's something wrong with the soup the Holy Maiden just gave you."

Yan Yuanjia said calmly, "We contacted the Saintess and told her to support her in becoming the Palace Lord. She agreed. Your soup was poisoned. However, Palace Master, don't worry. Unlike what the Saintess knows, although there is poison in the soup, it is not a poison that will cripple your cultivation. It is just a poison that will bring you pain for a short period of time. "

Zuo Fanmei's expression changed drastically.

"Elder Yan, are you saying that Qianqian deliberately poisoned the soup to cripple my cultivation and replace me as the Palace Lord?"

"Elder Yan, do you think this consort is stupid? Would Qianqian work with you and trust you on such a matter? Ridiculous! "

Yan Yuanjia nodded his head: "Asgard Mistress, in order to make her believe us, we purposely contacted some people from the Evil Divine Palace and told them that if we joined forces, it would be easier for us to deal with Qin Yang. They cooperated with us, and because of their participation, the Holy Maiden believed that it was true."

"Palace Lord, your stomach will hurt very soon."

Zuo Fanmei's face darkened. "Elder Yan, tell me the truth. Did you deliberately put something in the soup?"

"Palace Lord, if you don't believe us, why don't you cooperate with us and put on a show? When the Saintess comes later, you will know."

Zuo Fanmei's face darkened. Looking at Yan Yuanjia and the others' expressions, it did not seem like they were lying.

"When will the poison take effect?"

"About ten breaths of time!"

Zuo Fanmei carefully observed her situation. At the same time, she secretly ordered two strong people who were 100% loyal to her to lie in ambush.

After ten breaths of time, Zuo Fanmei instantly felt a sharp pain in her stomach. Even though she had a ninth-grade eighth layer cultivation and was extremely strong, the pain made her face twitch.

"Elder Yan, what have you done!"

"Men!"

Zuo Fanmei roared.

In the next second, Yan Yuanjia and the others acted. Rays of light entered Zuo Fanmei's body. These were rays of light that imprisoned Zuo Fanmei's cultivation, but they did not have any effect after entering Zuo Fanmei's body.

"Cultivation, my cultivation!"

"Yan Yuanjia, you dare to poison me!"

Zuo Fanmei roared, as if there was really a problem with her cultivation. In reality, there was no problem with her strength at all.

"Saintess, come over quickly. Palace Lord wants to self-destruct. She said that if she self-destructs, the forbidden demon plant will immediately awaken and there will be big trouble!"

Yan Yuanjia sent out a message.

Ruan Qianqian received the message and immediately rushed to Zuo Fanmei's place. She saw Zuo Fanmei confronting Yan Yuanjia and the others with a pale face. There were defenses around Zuo Fanmei, but with Ruan Qianqian's eyes, she could also see that the defenses were not as strong as usual and were still decreasing.

"Qianqian, be careful. Yan Yuanjia and the others have betrayed us!"

Zuo Fanmei roared.

"Master, you have worked hard for Cold Moon Palace for a long time. You should enjoy the rest of your time!"

"Your disciple will definitely take good care of you," Ruan Qianqian said.

Now that things had come to this, she knew that it was impossible for her to back out. She could either become the Palace Lord and enjoy endless glory, or fall into the dust!

"Qianqian, you —"

Zuo Fanmei's eyes widened in disbelief.

Yan Yuanjia laughed and said, "Palace Lord, our Cold Moon Palace will have a new Palace Lord in the future. Our position can also be moved forward! Palace Lord, the position of Palace Lord belongs to Ruan Qianqian. We will not fight with her. Isn't she the one you have your eyes on? There is absolutely no need for you to self-destruct and risk your life with us! "

Ruan Qianqian said, "Master, although your cultivation will drop, your life is not in danger. Master, if you self-destruct, our Cold Moon Palace will be finished. I promise, I will be the Palace Lord of Cold Moon Palace well. If there is anything I do not understand, I will ask you for guidance. "

"Qianqian, why, why must you do this!"

"Master has treated you well!"

Zuo Fanmei's heart ached. She had treated Ruan Qianqian like her own daughter, but Ruan Qianqian actually betrayed her and plotted to steal her position as Palace Lord.

Ruan Qianqian said calmly, "Master, I do not want to lose the position of Holy Maiden. I do not want to leave Cold Moon Palace!"

"With the current situation, if I do not take action, I am afraid that I will have to leave Cold Moon Palace. When that time comes, there is an eighty to ninety percent chance that I will die at the hands of Qin Yang!"

"Master, every man for himself, and the heavens take the hindmost. I hope that Master will forgive me!"

Zuo Fanmei said sorrowfully, "Qianqian, who said that you are leaving? I will talk to each of them one by one and promise them more benefits. There is a high probability that there will be no problems!"

"Master, I know that you are good to me. I hope that you can support me in becoming the new Palace Lord of Cold Moon Palace!"

"When I become the Palace Lord, I will definitely treat Junior Sister Ying and the others well."

Zuo Fanmei said angrily, "Ruan Qianqian, you are using your Junior Sister Ying and the others to threaten me. Do you know what you are doing?"

"Master, if you think so, then it is also right."

"Master, you are tired. Rest well in the future. You can leave Cold Moon Palace to me. Leave it to me. Cold Moon Palace will be as before. If you self-destruct or something, then the whole Cold Moon Palace will be in chaos. Our Cold Moon Palace's hundreds of thousands of years of inheritance may be lost! "

Ruan Qianqian threatened.

"Good, good, good!"

"You are indeed a good disciple of Master!"

"Pu!"

Zuo Fanmei spat out a mouthful of blood as she spoke. This was partly because of the poison, but more importantly, it was because she was angered by Ruan Qianqian.

"Palace Lord!"

The two strong martial artists hiding in the dark instantly appeared. They had received orders not to appear before, but now that Zuo Fanmei had spat out blood, they were worried that things would change.

"You …"

Ruan Qianqian's expression changed. Logically speaking, these two strong martial artists should not appear here. At least, they should not appear here before she had completely convinced Zuo Fanmei.

Zuo Fanmei took a deep breath, and her pale face quickly recovered.

"Palace Lord, we have offended you just now."

Yan Yuanjia and the others bowed.

"No, no!"

Ruan Qianqian's eyes were filled with despair. She was not stupid. In this situation, it was obvious that she had been schemed against. Zuo Fanmei's cultivation had not been crippled.

If Zuo Fanmei had been crippled, even if those two strong martial artists appeared, Ruan Qianqian still had a certain degree of confidence that she could convince Zuo Fanmei to support her becoming the Holy Maiden. But in this situation, Ruan Qianqian knew that she was done for.

"Ruan Qianqian, what else do you have to say?"

Zuo Fanmei asked in a low voice. Her eyes were filled with grief.

"Master, please spare me, please spare me."

"I will leave Cold Moon Palace. Please let me go, I beg you."

Ruan Qianqian knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously. If she could leave Cold Moon Palace in one piece, there might still be hope. She could seek refuge with Shi Zhongyun.

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