Chapter 152 Mr. Fei Zhang Slapped His Face and Asked for the First Order (24)

It's just that she was annoyed that they were thinking like this, and she really looked at her too flatly.

"Get up." Mu Qingge said with a sullen face. Then he warned everyone: "No one but you know about what I can cultivate. You must keep it a secret for me. I don't want the Mu Mansion to be involved in this troubled time because of me." If she can cultivate If the news spreads out, how big a storm will it be in Qin? I'm afraid those years of forbearance will be gone.

In the same sentence, it is more calm and stable to have a useless heir to the Mu residence than to have a gifted heir.

"Don't worry, my lord, I will never reveal a word to anyone. If there is any violation, it will be destroyed!" Everyone promised.

Mu Qingge nodded incredulously, glanced at the cup behind her, and continued, "Once you drink what's in this cup, you can only follow me for the rest of your life, absolutely obey my orders, and be loyal. To me. If any of you wants to betray me, then I will kill him myself and take back what I have given."

Her words were very cold and murderous.

Even these warriors who have experienced the battlefield feel like falling into an ice cave under her killing intent, and their bodies are cold.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Little lord, don't worry. If someone dares to betray you and all of us, without you taking action, our other brothers will chase him to the ends of the earth and take his head and send it to you. ."

"Never betray, swear allegiance to the death!"

"Never betray, swear allegiance to the death!"

"Never betray, swear allegiance to the death!"

The tidy shouts shook the valley.

When Mu Qingge raised her hand, she suddenly stopped. Mu Qingge said: "Part of the reason for the previous training is to exercise your physique and allow you to better absorb the power of the medicine. Now, those who dare to take the medicine, come up and get a cup each."

After speaking, she retreated to the long table, pulled a chair and sat down with her legs raised.

The sight of five hundred and three people fell on the five hundred and three cups.

You He and Hua Yue looked at each other, holding hands, the first one stepped forward, picked up the nearest cup, and drank it without hesitation.

A glimmer of approval flashed in Mu Qingge's eyes, and she said to the two of them, "Go back to your room and wait. Remember, no matter what happens, no matter how uncomfortable you are, you must grit your teeth and persevere."

You He and Hua Yue nodded and left.

After they left, Mo Yang stepped forward and drank the medicine from the cup.

The remaining five hundred people also came up in an orderly manner, each took a cup and drank it.

Soon, the five hundred and three cups were empty, and everyone returned to the barracks, waiting for the next thing...

Mu Qingge sat alone on the chair, with her arms resting on the edge of the table, tapping her fingertips on the table.

After a while, in the barracks behind him, all kinds of forbearable groans of pain began to be heard. These voices were intertwined and passed into Mu Qingge's ears, as if they were the sounds of heaven, making her eyes narrow in pleasure.

From early morning to sunset, Mu Qingge waited in place.

Finally, the sound of the door opening came from behind, and Mo Yang, who had a pale face, came out first.

"Little Sir." Mo Yang came to Mu Qingge and clasped his fists.

"How?" Mu Qingge asked with raised eyebrows.

Mo Yang smiled wryly and shook his head: "I don't know anything yet, and I don't know if it's successful."

Although he answered like this, Mu Qingge knew that Mo Yang had succeeded. Because, when she was taking the genetic modification agent herself, at the end of everything, she didn't feel anything special. Only when you practice cultivation will you discover the difference.