"Muzi, Muzi. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The three people who were standing at the entrance and were still looking at these flowers were distracted by Qingrang's shouting,

Now Mu Zi's eyes have fainted with blackened, and there is a faint sallow complexion on his complexion.

Bu Zhou opened Mu Zi's eyes and found that there was nothing unusual, and put his finger on Mu Zi's wrist paper, and after feeling that Mu Zi's pulse was a little weak, Bu Zhou pulled Mu Zi's hand to check.

The wound on Mu Zi's own scratched palm turned out to be blue now, which should be a sign of poisoning.

"It's poison." He said to Qing Rang, then tore off a strip of cloth from his torn trouser leg, and then trapped it on Mu Zi's arm, trying to make the venom spread more slowly.

"Poisoned? How can it be poisonous here? After Qing Rang heard that Mu Zi was "poisoned", his square inch was already in chaos, and he kept looking around to find out who gave the poison, and this panicked appearance added a lot of trouble to Bu Ping.

"Fengyi." Bu Zhou shouted at Feng Yi, and after Feng Yi took Qing Rang away, he began to concentrate on taking care of Mu Zi. This poison must have been infected by the pollen of those flowers when Mu Zi cut his wound and squeezed out the blood.

At this time, Li Wei also swam to Mu Zi's side, stretched out his cold-skinned fingers, and put them on the aorta of Mu Zi's neck, feeling Mu Zi's breath. "This poisonous gas has not penetrated into the bones now, and it can still be restrained." After saying this, he got up without a while.

"Grass, how can so many flowers find an antidote." has always been good-tempered, but also fused with the true temperament of the demons and under the pressure of the days, his heart became a little impatient, looking at these contiguous fields that he couldn't do at all, and burst out of foul language.

Next to the general poison is the antidote, but this poison is hidden by the antidote, and there are also ice crystal leaves, these flowers are impermeable and difficult to deal with, for a while, this is really not Zhou Zhou really doesn't know how to find the antidote to Mu Zi.

Just when he was indecisive, the sallow yellow on Mu Zi's face increased a lot, and the breath he exhaled came with some snoring sounds, which was a manifestation of poor breathing.

It seems that the poisonous gas in Mu Zi's body is ferocious, and the incubation period is some time, but when it comes to the onset stage, it is beyond human prediction.

"Let's use phlebotomy first." One step ahead of the worries, he had already swam around the top of the flower field, and then shook his head towards Buzhou, every inch of this flower field was protected by the flowers, and it was really difficult to start.

The flower field couldn't go down, so he suggested that Mu Zi be given bloodletting therapy, so that Mu Zi could survive until dawn, and after the flowers were put away at dawn, everyone went down to find the antidote and ice crystal leaves.

This may not sound like a solution, but it seems to be the only way to try it at the moment.

……

Bu Zhou chose a relatively open flat land, and then placed Mu Zi on the flat ground, and Mu Zi had already begun to have a mouth full of nonsense: "Dad, Mom, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs." Such a little girl's whisper, when it came out among her colleagues, silenced the rest of the people.

Bu Zhou's hand did not dare to stand up, the poison spread too fast, so he tore off a strip of cloth from his trouser leg that was twice as wide as the previous strip, and then looked up at the people around him who were watching the fire, and shouted without thinking: "Leave the worry, come and help." ”

Originally, Feng Yi had already done a good job of doing bloodletting therapy for Mu Zi with Buzhou, but he didn't think about it, this Buzhou actually chose to leave his worries, more than ten years of brotherhood, experiencing birth and death, and he was not as good as this shark who had only known him for a day or two! can imagine the resentment in Feng Yi's heart.

With the help of Liwu, he slowly strangled the strip of cloth on Mu Zi's neck, and then exchanged glances with Liwu, and after the two sides determined that they were using this bloodletting therapy, Liwu turned out to be the two ends of the strip of cloth, and gradually began to increase the force on his hand, tightly binding Muzi's neck in the scarf.

"I need to work harder." Bu Zhou put his hand on Mu Zi's pulse, carefully watched the change in Mu Zi's face, and did not dare to be the slightest slack, but at this time of crisis, Bu Zhou was still vigilant, and said to Feng Yi, who was a little embarrassed to withdraw his hand: "Feng Yi, you go and keep an eye on the other two holes, Brother Chu is cunning by nature, you should be more vigilant." ”

This sentence alleviated a lot of Feng Yi's suspicions, in fact, what was not afraid was that Feng Yi could see the clues of Mu Zi's identity, after all, compared with Feng Yi, this worry is still more credible than Feng Yi's safety.

When Mu Zi's face was close to the color of pork liver, and Mu Zi's hands had begun to grasp the towel tightly around his neck, the intermittent coughing sound was strangled in Mu Zi's throat.

Seeing this, Bu Zhou took out the silver needle from his arms, waited for a few seconds, and when he saw that Mu Zi was already on the verge of a coma, Bu Zhou quickly took out his hand and quickly stabbed the silver needle in his hand on Mu Zi's seal hall three times.

Three red dots quickly appeared on Mu Zi's seal hall, and then black blood gushed out from those three points, originally like a small fountain spewing out, and Mu Zi's face was covered with blood from the three small fountains.

"Don't touch it, this blood is poisonous." Qing Rang's outstretched hand held a small square towel in the palm of his hand, originally wanting to wipe the blood on Mu Zi's face, but before his hand touched Mu Zi's face, he was scolded back for being careless.

Qing Rang stretched out his hand and ran to Qingluo's side, shouting tears of grievance in his eyes, and somehow, this Qing Rang always had a premonition recently, feeling that he was abandoned, as if the role in the team had faintly changed, and he would no longer be the most important team leader.

But she needs to jade snow lotus.

However, no one pays much attention to this change, and everyone is still focusing on the things at hand, after all, it is the best thing to save their lives now.

The strength in Liwu's hand still did not decrease, but when the blood on Mu Zi's head became a little blood-red, Liwu stopped the strength in his hand under the thoughtless signal.

When the strip of cloth was untied from Mu Zi's neck, he sat up half-obediently, his right hand continued to inject strength into Mu Zi, and his left hand took out a piece of yellow paper cut into the size of a trick and lit it and got a handful of yellow paper cigarette ash, and then saw that the cigarette ash was slapped on Mu Zi's head.

After the blood stained the ashes, the bleeding stopped.

Although Mu Zi's face is pale now, but if she touches her pulse again, it is stable and regular, and she has passed the ghost gate this night.

However, before he had time to celebrate, he heard Feng Yi say, "It's almost dawn, and Brother Chu seems to have taken action over there." (To be continued.) )