The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

With the voice falling.

The entire Muji Hall was instantly silent.

Those passers-by, including the boss of Mujitang, were all stunned, and Zhao Yong, the deputy shopkeeper of Mujitang, regretted it very much, "Oh no, what happened, even if this gentleman knows the life of the Patriarch of the Ding family." It won't be long, and I can't say it... This Ding Qingxue has a fiery temper and high strength, it's over, we're going to fight..."

Zhao Yong didn't expect Mu Sheng to be so outspoken that he would say it in public.

Sure enough, as he thought.

"you wanna die!"

In the next second, when Mu Sheng's voice fell, Ding Qingxue's eyes flickered, and she flew in her hand. A silver long spear fell into her hand at some point, whizzed through the air, and instantly pierced Mu Sheng's throat.

The silver-white gun light slid through the air, and her eyes had already been sharpened to the extreme. The moment she made a move, it was a killer move. She wanted to let the fast-talking Mu Sheng know that the Ding family should not be humiliated!

"Wow!"

The guns were firing.

All the passers-by subconsciously closed their eyes.

If he was stabbed by this long spear, there would definitely be a big hole in Mu Sheng's body!
"Chong!"

however.

As everyone imagined, the scene where the spear pierced Mu Sheng's throat did not happen.

As Mu Sheng gently stretched out two slender fingers, the swift attack of the long spear came to an abrupt end, as if it had been stabbed on an extremely hard iron, with clangs, but no matter how hard Ding Qingxue tried, he couldn't stop. It is also impossible to make the spear in the hand go forward half a point.

"you--"

She tried her best to pull it out, but she couldn't get rid of it at all. Ding Qingxue's icy cheeks became colder and colder. She stared at Mu Sheng coldly, frowned and said, "I admit, I was wrong, your strength is very strong."

"However, your strength does not mean that you can be arrogant. If you use this to mock the Ding family, then our Ding family will definitely make you regret it!"

After all, Ding Qingxue exerted force with her palm again, trying to pull out the spear, but she was shaken by Mu Sheng's finger, and the continuous force was transmitted to Ding Qingxue like waves, her shoulders numb, and with a 'clang', the spear fell down on the ground.

Everyone looked in amazement.

This Mu Sheng is too powerful, he stretched out his hand to pinch it, then shook it again, and directly shook Ding Qingxue's spear out of his hand. You know, Ding Qingxue is a member of the Xuanzhe team's reserve team!
At this moment, Zhao Yong looked at Mu Sheng with eyes full of admiration. He is so young and has such strength, he must come from a great family.

Ding Qingxue in the crowd became even more angry when she heard this.

Just when she couldn't help it, Mu Sheng glanced over her body lightly, and said unhappily and dissatisfiedly: "Your body has been contaminated and invaded by poisonous gas now, but it is not contaminated much at present. , only staying at the shoulder position, do you occasionally feel that your shoulders are sore and you can't use your strength?"

Mu Sheng didn't bother to talk nonsense to her, so he said it directly.

From the first time he saw Ding Qingxue, he found that Ding Qingxue's shoulders and abdomen were all contaminated with poisonous gas.

The poisonous gas was very weak and did not affect Ding Qingxue, so it was impossible for her to be poisoned. Mu Sheng could tell that Ding Qingxue was infected with the poisonous gas because he stayed near the source of the poisonous gas for many years.

As for the source of this poisonous gas?
Mu Sheng didn't need to think, he could guess, besides the head of the Ding family who was seriously ill in bed, who else could there be?

Of course, Mu Sheng pointed it out now because of the three-turn snow ganoderma lucidum in Ding Qingxue's hands, otherwise, he would not be so 'attentive'.

"You, how do you know?"

Hearing Mu Sheng's words, Ding Qingxue was stunned instinctively, and looked Mu Sheng up and down. The original anger in his eyes had dissipated a lot, and more of it was a look of surprise.

Immediately afterwards, her astonishment turned into suspicion, and murderous intent appeared in her eyes, "Are you investigating me?"

It's no wonder that Ding Qingxue thinks so. When he meets a young man who is so powerful and can directly point out her physical problems, Ding Qingxue doesn't quite believe that he is not investigating her.

Mu Sheng rolled his eyes, ignored Ding Qingxue's doubts, and continued:
"Besides your shoulders are sore and numb, you also have occasional labor pains in your lower abdomen, right? And when you have labor pains, you also have diarrhea. Even if you don't eat or drink, your excrement is extremely foul-smelling. During menstruation, the pain is several times that of the past. above."

"Even if you seek a doctor for this kind of symptoms, you will definitely not be able to see anything, because this is a case of poisonous gas entering the body, and it comes from the same source as your father. You and your father are too close, so it will cause you. Also contaminated with this poisonous gas."

As the words fell, Mu Sheng took a step forward, and put his hands behind his back, with a proud look on his face.

Therefore, he knew that Ding Qingxue would never attack him again this time.

As Mu Sheng expected, Ding Qingxue's face suddenly showed an unconcealable surprise, and the anger and murderous intent in his eyes had long since disappeared.

Ding Qingxue knew in her heart that she had never told anyone about this kind of thing.

Even if he sees a doctor, he is still the Ding family's personal doctor, so it is absolutely impossible to disclose such news.

But how could Mu Sheng...

"Bring me seven silver needles."

Mu Sheng knocked on the wooden counter and said calmly.

"Okay, okay, sir, please wait a moment."

Zhao Yong quickly trotted into the backyard of Mujitang, and after a while, he took out a box of brand new silver needles and an alcohol lamp.

Mu Sheng lightly twisted the silver needle, roasted it on the lamp, and at the same time said to Ding Qingxue, "Sit down."

"What?" Ding Qingxue was taken aback. Mu Sheng meant to treat her illness?

"Women are such trouble—"

Seeing the latter's sluggish look, Mu Sheng shook his head, and could only do it himself, pressing Ding Qingxue on the table.

Ding Qingxue's shoulder was touched by Mu Sheng, and she couldn't help but tremble all over, instinctively wanting to struggle, but Mu Sheng's hand seemed to take away all the strength from her body, and pressed her on the table softly, unable to exert any strength.

After that, Mu Sheng took a silver needle, and his hand felt like flying in front of him.

Ding Qingxue stared straight. It was the first time she saw that the needle drop could have such a beautiful feeling. Following the soreness on her shoulder, the blood inside instantly became active, and she felt swollen one after another. Along the silver needle, Bleeding out.

The shoulders that would have been weak when exerting strength became stronger at this moment.

"This……"

Ding Qingxue opened her mouth wide.

Before she had time to be surprised, she was also given a few needles by Mu Sheng on her lower abdomen.

When the silver needle pierced the lower abdomen, it seemed as if a small sun suddenly appeared, and the warm and comfortable feeling made Ding Qingxue subconsciously groan and groan, followed by a groan on the cheeks, and a blush appeared on both faces.

It's really embarrassing to make such a sound and behave in front of a young man.