Ming Yulong's fingers poked his wound unceremoniously, and sure enough, he frowned, and his face was even whiter than just now.

She pursed her lips, pulled out a bottle of powdered medicine from her body, grabbed it and sprinkled it into his wound.

"What are you going to do?" Yan Luo grabbed her hand with little strength.

Ming Yulong said: "Your wound was poisoned by someone, so that it could not heal by blood clotting. I'll sprinkle you with some antidote powder, although I don't know if the road can be unraveled, it's good to relieve it. ”

Yan Luo looked at her for a while, her eyes condensed slightly in the dark, as if she was exploring something, and after a while, she let go of her hand.

Ming Yulong grabbed the medicinal powder, poured it on the palm of his hand, and then slapped it very unceremoniously on his wound.

"Hmm!" Yan Luo snorted in pain, her beautiful face squeezed into a big chrysanthemum, and she breathed a sigh of relief before she stabilized her body that was about to slip.

Deserve!

It hurts you!

If it weren't for him to find a mechanism, this scarce medicinal powder, she wouldn't be willing to give it to Yan Luo.

Still doubting her good intentions, if she was poisoned, would she still do it so obviously?

Hum.

Rubbing the medicinal powder, pinching the corner of Yan Luo's clothes and wiping his hands, Ming Yulong saw that his wound was bleeding a little slower than just now, although it could not completely remove the toxicity, but it was good to slow down the speed of wound bleeding.

"This wound of yours looks like it was cut by your golden blade?" Ming Yulong put away the medicinal powder and said mockingly: "Aren't you stupid enough to hurt yourself?" ”

Yan Luo sat down along the wall, and touched the wound with his fingers, "You are asking for news in disguise." ”

Ming Yulong looked down at him, his eyes looked different than before, and she couldn't tell what was different, maybe it didn't look so cold. She kicked him in the leg,

"Didn't you say you were going to exchange things for something? I saved you, it's okay to ask you a few questions. ”

"So that's what you gave me the powder for." Yan Luo smiled: "This wound is indeed injured by the golden blade, but it is not me. It's the people who teach. ”

Someone in the church hurt him? Could it be a mutiny?

Looking at her puzzled expression, Yan Luo bent one leg, put one hand on it, and lowered his head slightly, not knowing what Lu Dao was looking at,

"Not a mutiny. The Sect Master has six full-fledged apprentices under his knees. But not fixed.

He will select qualified people from within the congregation and teach them uniformly. On the day of completion, you can challenge the six apprentices, and if you win, you can take the place of the slain and become one of the six Yin Sage monarchs. ”

The Yin Saint Sect uses the survival of the fittest system, so that the six apprentices of the sect leader, that is, the six Yin Saint Six Monarchs, can guarantee that they have always been the strongest people in the sect, and they are still getting stronger year by year.

It is no wonder that the Yin Saint Sect has always maintained a mysterious and terrifying position in the martial arts, in this way, compared to the inherited martial arts families, even if they practice hard every day, they are not as ruthless as others who work hard every day in life and death.

That is to say, Yan Luo is now being challenged, and he seems to have been injured by the newcomer and fled here to escape.

No wonder when he came in, he said - you can be found hiding here?

"The person who wants to replace you should be looking for you around here." Ming Yulong asked.

"Let her find it." Yan Luo stood up against the wall, his eyes lit up slightly, "Let's get out of this place first." Did you just hear their conversation? This is the underground hall used for forging.