Chapter 467 The King's Face

"Good."

Yan Mor Calamity nodded, and the two of them each ate the antidote, then sat down in the center of the hot springs and began to use their energy to force the poison.

"Pfft ..."

Two hours later, both of them sprayed out a mouthful of black blood at the same time.

After spitting out the black blood, Yan Mor Calamity only felt that his whole body was relieved, and every pore seemed to stretch out, and he had never been so relaxed in the past fifteen years.

Liang Sheng opened his eyes and took Yan Mor Calamity's wrist, taking his pulse.

A moment later, she raised her eyes in delight, "Great, your poison has finally been relieved."

Yan Mor Calamity hooked his lips and raised his hand to gently wipe the black blood from the corner of her lips, "Sheng'er, thank you."

Reaching out to embrace her into his arms, Yan Mor Calamity's eyes were filled with soft light.

She was an angel sent to him from heaven, and meeting her was the ha