Chapter 15: Gold Medal Killer
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She should have bypassed it and ignored it, after all, it was definitely not an ordinary person who appeared on this deserted path in the middle of the night, and of course, it could not be ruled out that some ordinary people who passed by since then were robbed and other unfortunate things.
Out of curiosity, and because she still has a conscience, and because of her identity in her previous life, she will not die without help, so she stepped forward to check.
This man was dressed in white, even though it was a moonless night, it was still relatively obvious, and there were patches of irregular black on his white clothes, and there was no need to guess that it must be blood.
Tang Yue checked the pulse for this person in the dark, although the pulse was a little disordered, but fortunately, there was no worry about his life for a while.
However, the injuries were severe, and the internal breath was very unstable, and if he hadn't met her, this person would have frozen to death if he didn't die from his injuries.
Tang Yue fed this person a pill, and helped him treat the wound briefly, and made sure that this person was fine, so he stood up.
She jumped into the forest and looked at it, and found some dry weeds at the mouth of the forest, and some dry leaves from the side.
After finishing it, he dragged the man in white into the grass nest he had helped to make.
Although the injuries on his body can't kill him for the time being, but now the weather is too cold, and he will definitely freeze to death if he is thrown on the road.
Tang Yue clapped her hands and was about to lift her feet and leave, when suddenly, her legs were grabbed.
She instinctively kicked him away, of course, with control over her strength, but just to get the person away.
The man couldn't help but roll over and lay on the ground, but instead of sitting up immediately, he took something out of his arms.
He stretched out his hand with difficulty, gasped for breath and said, "Please...... I beg you to ...... this Delivered to calendar ...... Li Wangfu, Ding...... Thank you. ā
After saying it intermittently, the man lowered his head and fainted.
Li Wangfu? It turned out to be someone from King Li's mansion.
Tang Yue took the box from his hand, opened it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The phoenix flower turned out to be a phoenix flower.
The flower is the size of an adult's fist, with layers of petals, and although it has been picked, it is still fresh and has a faint fragrance in the nose.
Fengyouhua is the holy medicine that people who refine medicine dream of, but it is also a very cherished herb, not only rare but also difficult to pick and difficult to find, and as long as it is picked, it must be used within three days, otherwise it will become a highly toxic substance.
I didn't expect Feng Junyao's subordinates to have two brushes to get this kind of thing.
Although Feng Youhua is a holy medicine, it can't cure the poison in Feng Junyao, and it can only be used as a medicine for other herbs to improve the efficacy of the medicine.
So even if you get Feng Youhua, you can't save Feng Junyao's life, but Feng Youhua can delay his death, which can be delayed for a day.
Being able to drag on for a day is one more chance for King Li to live.
There were many wounds on this person's body, and these wounds were known to be man-made at a glance, and it was obvious that someone was unwilling to let him send this flower to King Li's mansion.
Judging from the wounds, it should be the work of the gold-medal level killer of the Flame Gate, the number one killer organization in the rivers and lakes, and there are only three people in the Flame Gate who can be called gold medal killers, and the employment fees of these three people are not ordinarily high, which can be described as sky-high.
Tang Yue was curious, squatted down and looked at the injuries on this person's body again, Rao is she has always been calm and indifferent to things, and she couldn't help but sigh.
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