After Fei Xiaoyu left the room, Long Wenmu shook his head and said, "Now we are in trouble."

Logically speaking, if Marshal Yu was poisoned, Long Wenmu's medical skills could completely cure him.

But the key point is that after sensing it for a while, Long Wenmu couldn't find the source of Marshal Yu's symptoms. The black mark on his abdomen revealed a strange power.

The three people from Canglan Kingdom behaved generously and talked to them in an approachable manner. After they left, Long Wenmu wondered for a while whether the three people came without any ill intentions.

It wasn't until Marshal Yu was promoted because of that wine that he realized something was wrong.

The other party may come to show goodwill or reciprocate with courtesy. But tomorrow is a war between the two countries. The other party can send other things to deepen their friendship, but they will not send treasures to improve their cultivation.

So the moment he saw Marshal Yu being promoted because of that jar of wine, Long Wenmu knew that something was wrong, and the consequences would be unforeseen.

That jar of precious wine is just a bait.

If Marshal Yu was not sexually greedy, he would not be greedy for those two people. But now that the matter has come to this, there is no use in blaming him.

Marshal Yu's current situation is so strange that Long Wenmu can't even figure out what's wrong with him.

After a while, Feng Xiaosheng, accompanied by Fei Xiaoyu, rushed over, and Mi Zhuo came with him.

"What's wrong with Mr. Yu?" Feng Xiaosheng asked as he came in.

"Young man Yu was actually murdered, what bastard did it?" Mi Zhuo roared.

Long Wenmu stepped aside: "Mr. Feng, come and take a look at the situation."

Feng Xiaosheng's medical skills are not better than his, but he is better than him because of his broad knowledge. Long Wenmu is at his wits' end, maybe Feng Xiaosheng can do something.

Feng Xiaosheng rolled up his sleeves and strode forward to take a look at Marshal Yu.

He didn't reach out to investigate, he just stared quietly, especially at the centipede-like black mark on his abdomen.

He remained silent, and the others followed suit with bated breath.

After a while, Feng Xiaosheng frowned and said with some seriousness: "Young boy Yu is in big trouble this time."

"You can tell me what is going on!" Mi Zhuo was anxious.

Feng Xiaosheng stretched out his hand to touch the black mark, and the black mark actually seemed to be alive, twisting and trying to avoid his hand.
Chapter completed!