The next day, Jimo Wuxin, who had finally recovered, still came to the plague village early in the morning. Friendly reminder that this book is the first update website, Baidu please search + read the book network Although there is a lot of ink in accordance with her prior instructions, but their understanding of hell is still far less than her, and she can't rest assured if she doesn't go to see her in person.

Fortunately, the development of things is still under control in the end. The decoction with a small amount of human blood as medicine seems to work very quickly, and most people's symptoms have been significantly relieved, and the family of three who directly took Jimo Wuxin's blood is the most fast, not to mention waking up from the coma, even the ulcers on the body are a lot, and the dust is staggering.

In just one day and one night, this small village, which once seemed like a hell on earth, quickly came to life, and according to its current form, it was only a matter of time before it was restored to its former form, or even better than before.

Jimo walked through the busy crowd without intention, occasionally pointing out the use of a few medicinal herbs by the imperial doctors, but he looked a little indifferent, and finally caused Chen Jue to ask: "Jimo girl, did you anticipate the current situation a long time ago?" "That's why she took all kinds of actions in such an orderly manner in the first place, so she knew the way to lift the plague at a glance, so she should also know the real cause of this illness?

Knowing that there was something in his words, Ji Mo Wuxin was not too pretentious, so he only smiled lightly and nodded: "That's right, as early as the beginning, when His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince went to the weak water to find me, I probably had a little guess." As she spoke, she walked slowly towards the place where there were few people on the periphery, and said to Chenjie as if she didn't care too much: "Forgive me for taking the liberty of daring to ask the fourth prince, what kind of epidemic do you think requires human blood to cure the disease?" ”

Dusty has been trained in the military camp since he was a child, and although he is not ignorant of medical skills, he is not proficient in it. After thinking about it for a long time, his face suddenly changed: "What does Miss Jimo mean...... This incident was not actually a disaster from heaven? Indeed, he had never heard of such a pestilence as it were, and the method of lifting it now seemed to be unbelievable, not like a cure, but like an antidote......

Poison! Awakened by a flash of thought in his mind, Chen Jue felt that the cold sweat on his back came down instantly: "Jimo girl, what if I burned the entire village directly without waiting for you to arrive?" ”

"Not good." Jimo Wuxin looked at the suddenly relaxed face of the man next to him, paused, and then continued evilly: "If the human flesh poison is damaged, it will naturally lead to the spread of the poisonous gas, and at least the people in the relevant royal family will suffer, and at worst, I am afraid that the entire Tuhao City will be spared." ”

"This ...... How could it be......" It was almost as if it was annihilating, and Dusty's eyes were full of disbelief. After wiping the sweat that unconsciously oozes from his forehead in fear, he finally regained his usual calm attitude: "Jimo girl, is there really such a terrifying poison in this world?" "That's simply a method that only mad people use, and it's worse than the slaughter of a city, and it's really difficult for him to believe it.

"The world is always wonderful, and nothing is absolutely impossible." Passing by lightly, Jimo Wuxin's face did not show much change: "This poison is not only real, but also has an incomparably apt name, which is called hell death." Many years ago, she had watched the people she loved the most die under this poison, so tragic and decisive.

"Hell Dead ......" muttered and repeated the extremely unfamiliar name, but Dusty suddenly remembered another question: "Then can Miss Jimo sue me, why can only your blood remove the poison of the origin?" ”

He was not a brainless person, and by connecting what she had done in the past two days with what she had just said, he could clearly see that she was deeply involved in this strange poison called Hell Death. Or, he thought more, maybe this poison came from her, then her appearance in the country of Houtu was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"It's not as dirty as you think." rolled his eyes and gave him a big roll, and then rushed over to accompany Jimo unintentionally to make ink and couldn't help but stand up for his master: "The master has been raised by the old valley master with various medicinal materials since he was a child, and his physique is certainly not comparable to ordinary people, isn't it normal to be able to solve the poison one by one?" Don't talk like my master is poisoning people! ”

"Make ink, don't be rude to the four princes." Gently stopping his maid's remarks that might be even more fierce, Ji Mo Wuxin rubbed the corners of his eyes, looking a little tired: "All I can say is that I'm not that boring yet, and your country's promise is not so important to me that it's worth my life in exchange, as for Your Highness, believe it or not, it's not something I can ask." After that, she didn't care what kind of reaction Dusty was, she said hello to Lane Mo and left directly.

And behind her, Yan Gui, who had been silently following, glanced at Chenji, who was stunned in place, but without saying a word, he turned around and chased in the direction of Jimo Wuxin. He didn't think that this hellish afterlife would have much to do with Jimo Wuxin, at best, it might just be something she had been exposed to. What's more, now that she is his master, as for the four princes, they can only be put aside for the time being.

So, what's going on? Dusty looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, almost a little crying and laughing. He just instinctively asked one more question, and then he just threw his face and left? Well, even if he went too far at this point, how did that guy do it? Throwing himself here, the authentic master, and going to the camp of Jimo Wuxin in a hurry, could it be said that the Guigu Medical Immortal really has such a strong personality charm?

"Am I supposed to consider giving the words to Jimo Wuxin?" muttering to himself with black lines on his head, Dusty finally shook his head and got rid of those messy thoughts. At the moment, it should be necessary to think about how to save Jimo's unintentionality, right? Fortunately, Shenyan was not present today, otherwise, I am afraid that I would have died immediately.

As soon as he thought of this, Dusty couldn't help but shudder. Damn it, why has he been running into so many weirdos who can't be judged recently? instantly felt that his life was so fragile, where was his style as the coach of the three armies in the past!

The dust is out of grief and indignation.

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