The blood in Yu Qingqian's body seemed to freeze, and his body froze.
There were three men sitting in the innermost part of the room, one of them was facing Yu Qingqian, holding a tea cup, his eyes were dark, and his temperament was cold.
The most important thing is that this man's appearance is six or seven points similar to Yu Qingqian, especially the pair of phoenix eyes that seem to have been carved out of a mold.
The man looked at Yu Qingqian with a feeling, and there was a bit of astonishment in his deep and boundless eyes.
The two looked at each other briefly, but both guessed each other's identity.
Feng Chen noticed that Yu Qingqian was staring at the depths of the room, he couldn't help but look up. When he saw the man sitting in the main seat drinking tea, he couldn't help frowning, his expression was a little surprised.
A handsome young man sitting next to the man saw Yu Qingqian's appearance at this time, and also showed a very surprised expression, he couldn't help looking at the cold man beside him and said, "Brother, that woman is the same as you. It's like."
The cold man flicked the lid of the teacup in his hand, lowered his eyes to hide the look in his eyes, and gave a light "um".
Yu Qing's light eyes became colder and more complicated. She felt her own blood essence from that person, and she didn't need to think deeply to know who the other person was.
Feng Chen stretched out his hand to hold Yu Qingqian's hand, and whispered in her ear, "Qianqian."
Yu Qingqian pursed her lips and restrained the look in her eyes, the sudden gaffe mood just passed by in an instant.
No way, she suddenly felt her own blood beating on another body, and this feeling made her briefly fall into an unspeakable emotion.
"I'm fine." Yu Qingqian raised her head and smiled at Feng Chen.
The handsome young man looked back and forth at Yu Qingqian and his elder brother curiously, and the more he looked, the more he felt that they looked alike.
The burly young man sitting next to him also lingered on Yu Qingqian's body, unable to hide his surprise and curiosity.
But the two of them didn't think about other aspects, they just thought they looked alike.
Seeing that the two people beside the bed had finished discussing, the City Lord Qingqiu couldn't help but asked eagerly, "You two, is there any solution to my son's poison?"
"Young Master's poison has not yet spread. If there is no random detoxification today, there is still a little chance of survival, but now the toxin has spread to the whole body, and even began to erode the heart and lungs, unless there is an antidote now."
The handsome man sighed and said, "City lord better prepare yourself."
"How is that possible, it won't." The Qingqiu City Lord turned pale, shook his head and couldn't help but took two steps back, obviously it was difficult to accept this result.
The gentle girl said, "Young Master's poison spreads to the heart, if you don't take the antidote within half an hour, even if a master-level therapist comes, it may be difficult to rescue."
Huo Yefeng put his eyes on the young man with a black face on the bed, and then shook his head.
Judging from this man's face and his already rigid body, it really seems like what the two of them said, the poison has attacked his heart, and if there is no antidote within half an hour, he will surely die.
And even if you take the antidote now, the body's meridians will be eroded by toxins, leaving a lot of sequelae, not to mention that there is no antidote at all.
Yu Qingqian also moved his gaze to the person on the bed. The blood flow rate in the body returned to normal, but the supernatural power began to agitate, as if he saw something delicious.