She believes in her own technology, her own medical skills, and even more, her alchemy skills.
Although her fire is not a strange fire, under such high temperature, no matter what kind of poison it is, it cannot be hidden.
The poison must have been refined and cannot still be in the elixir.
"Dragon Clan has an ancient poison called Dragon Cup... This kind of Dragon Cup is usually developed by deceased masters with the essence and blood of their hearts before death. In general, Dragon Cup is a
Death Cup... It's just..."
The Demon King looked at Luo Qingqing, and he couldn't believe that Long Yan actually came out with the dragon cup.
"It's just that the dragon cup must meet the mother cup and undergo a special catalysis before it can be resurrected..."
Haha... Luo Qingqing wanted to laugh. She was an alchemist, so she was naturally familiar with all kinds of poisons, just because she was interested! And this kind of poison from the Dragon Clan was said to be incurable. She didn't believe it really existed.
something.
Now, after hearing what Ming Yuanhua said, I never expected that it would happen to my son.
"You know?"
Ming Yuanhua looked at Luo Qingqing and sighed:
"There is no solution to Dragon Cup, but it is not easy to attack... If we can detect them in advance and master them, it will be an extremely good tonic..."
This is just nonsense. No one in this world has ever fallen into this kind of dragon cup.
That means no one can remove the dragon cup.
"What about the little bun? How old is he? What should he do?"
If she remembered correctly, the Dragon Cup should have no antidote.
Generally, the antidote for cup poison is prepared by oneself, but for dragon cup, it is usually made by a dying person, and it requires painstaking efforts, so there is no time to prepare the antidote.
"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to him..."
Ming Yuanhua still spoke calmly, but Luo Qingqing knew that he was just comforting herself.
Because he wasn't sure either.
"Let's go back first... We'll think of a solution after we go back..."
Luo Qingqing was a little depressed. Does this demon king miss his son?
Little Baozi is his son. His son was poisoned. How can he stay here for so long?
Isn't he worried that something will happen to Little Baozi?
Even, want to be lingering with her?
Now that I think about it, this is simply a waste of time.
"The curative effect of this place only lasts a few days, and the lake water will not have the same effect within ten years..."
As if thinking of Luo Qingqing, the Demon King kindly explained:
"Besides, it's still unknown whether the little bun is poisoned or not, so don't worry yet..."
Luo Qingqing nodded. It was already getting late, so she should go back quickly.
Today is actually fifteen.
Luo Qingqing didn't want to break her promise, even though she was not in a good mood at all.
In the dead of night, when everyone had rested, she suddenly sat up.
Turning her head to look at Ming Yuanhua who was already sleeping, Luo Qingqing sighed slightly.
This person always broke into her world with such violence. In his hands, she was a weak woman with no strength to restrain her.
However, sometimes he made her feel at ease inexplicably.
He quietly stood up and put on his black night clothes. After putting on the clothes he had just put on, he suddenly felt something was wrong.