Mo Yan jumped from the ancient temple in the mountains to give birth to a lotus.

The white-bearded swordsman returned with a bag of cicada chrysalis.

It was a cicada raised by Moyan in the ancient temple that specialized in dealing with the poison of cold cicadas.

It is effective in treating the poison of the flame snake head.

Thinking of the old relationship, Mo Yan finally couldn't resist the soft grinding and hard bubble of the white-bearded swordsman, and gave him the detoxification Gu worm that rescued Ye Fengzhu.

The night was deep, and Ye Feng, who had fallen asleep, was gently pushed by Dai Qing.

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't move for half a minute, the white-bearded swordsman who broke into the bead curtain could only pour the bag of cicada chrysalis he brought over her.

I didn't expect ...... At this time, there is such a thing as a cicada chrysalis.

They were horrible wriggling insects, advancing on Ye Feng's body.

Crawl all over her face, crawl all over her palms, crawl all over her neck, crawl all over her chest, crawl all over her wrists that have lost half of their strength.

Ye Feng stopped moaning hoarsely, this cicada chrysalis is really a sharp weapon, which can make people sweat profusely, and the poisonous gas in the whole body is gathered at a central point, which is sucked by the cicada chrysalis and adsorbed in the gradually transparent and shiny body.

Her eyes were still closed, and her head, which had lost her sideburns, swayed from side to side, as if struggling......

Ye Feng stopped in the insect pool, having a terrifying nightmare.

"Water...... However, the water ...... Yes, help me!"

Dai Qing grasped one of her snow-white wrists, and the face that fell on her sweaty face was clearly shining with hatred, and her expression gradually distorted, not knowing what it meant.

"Dai Qing, let go, otherwise the poison on the cicada chrysalis will spread to your body."

"Don't be afraid of ......," Dai Qing said, he wanted to bear the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart with Ye Feng.

Even if he went deep into his internal organs, he did not have the slightest fear.

"The poison in the meridians on her wrist has dissipated little by little, thanks to Mo Yan's ......," Dai Qing said word by word.

"yes!" The white-bearded sword master replied, and couldn't help but sweat, "If it weren't for Mo Yan, I really don't know what to do with Ye Feng." ”

"I'm afraid it's another ......"

"It's a disaster!"

As soon as the words fell, the white-bearded sword master went to the kitchen and boiled medicinal soup, which was the second step of detoxification, to remove fire poison, that is, to remove the poison on Ye Feng's face, if it was not removed, I am afraid that by tomorrow, Ye Feng's handsome face would have been unrecognizable and hideous.

How can there be a man like Dai Qing waiting for her, even if it is a peerless good man of the first class, he will retreat because of fear.

A yellow-colored oily fluid floated green, soaking into Ye Feng's bare body, and a quarter of an hour earlier, the white-bearded swordsman had lit the finest ambergris around Ye Feng's stop, wrapping it in impermeable cowhide.

After a full quarter of an hour, ambergris soaks his whole body to clear the blood vessels, calm the mind, and suppress pain.

Then, Ye Fengzhu was soaked in the bathtub together with the cicada chrysalis that had turned into a pool of blood on his body, and the bathtub was full of medicinal soup, all of which were picked and boiled by the white-bearded sword master himself.

Some famous medicinal herbs were also found by Mo Yan through his subordinates.

Mo Yan had dealings with the descendants of the Shennong clan, and his descendants of Shennong settled and multiplied in Shucheng and built a temple of divine medicine.

It's just that the temple of divine medicine can be reached by ordinary people, and only the famous people in the rivers and lakes can know one or two.

And Mo Yan, the one who is in the middle of the queue, is one of the few in the queue.

Fortunately, there was a letterhead written by Mo Yan himself, otherwise the Shennong clan would never have agreed to let his subordinates in.

His subordinate Mo Xiaoyan rode the top mount of Mo Yan, a stallion named Obsidian.

With the map given by Mo Yan and the Immortal Stone Ring, he arrived safely at the Divine Medicine Temple.

After successfully obtaining the "Peerless Immortal Grass", when he returned home, he would never see that medicine hall again.

This is a trick laid by his Shennong clan.

If a person who has a desire and a disagreement with evil wants to turn back, it is absolutely impossible.

There is a 1 in 10,000 chance that you can only enter the maze and smoke array laid by Shennong's family, and finally be burned alive by the raging fire, or die with arrows piercing your heart.

"Thank you, Mo Yan." Dai Qing let go of his hand.

Staring at the dying body of Ye Fengzhu in front of him, his hatred for Shui Ran deepened.

Growing ......

"Ye Feng stopped, I don't know how to avenge this revenge, in what way, Dumping Water is my biological brother, I guess you don't know it!"

"How can he be regarded as the blood of the family, even if he wants to cut off one of his fingers, he must obtain the consent of the head of the family......"

"Besides, Ye Feng stopped, you can't be ruthless at all!"

"Why did I do this?"

"Asking for your own hardship?"

For the first time in her life, Dai Qing was in a state of great contradictions and entanglements.

Even if he let it go, his conscience can't.

He couldn't let the water pour into such lawlessness and hurt the woman he loved.

At the very least, let the pouring water taste a little bitter.

He never understood...... Why do you want to hurt your beloved?

Or is it ...... Even he was blinded by Dumping Ran, Dumping Ran didn't love Ye Fengzhu's woman.

Dumping water has always been playing tricks and tricks.

He didn't know the fact that Wu Wuqing had already had a skin-to-skin relationship with Ye Fengzhi before, and he was just "coming from behind".

"Shui Ran ......" Ye Fengzhu seemed to be looking for a life-saving straw, and the water of the medicinal soup poured through her throat and spread all over her body, causing her to "drown" in a dream illusion.

There was hatred in the corners of her eyes, and indescribable love, the depth of love, the depth of hate, the two could not compete with each other, and no one could distinguish between high and low. Pythagorean Library

Dai Qing grabbed her arm that was sticking out to the edge of the tank, and her wrist was at his disposal.

Then, Ye Feng stopped in the water and fluttered several times before it quieted down.

Close your eyes and take a break.

Yu Fangcai, her eyes were "hidden", and a light-colored tear stain leaked from the corner of her eye, which burned her cheeks and eyelids, and shone like the silver light thrown in.

Dai Qing's heart is piercing, this feeling is the most painful and unbearable - he can't bear it, he can't see his beloved woman crying for other men, and crying, she still cares about him, making it the most involved in his heart and making him uncomfortable.

Obviously longing, but only looking at it from afar, obviously looking forward to it, but not being able to get it.

Obviously, he has tried to make a lot of efforts, appeared in front of Ye Feng's eyes many times, and created many opportunities to be alone, but he ...... It still ended up in vain.

He was depressed......

He tried his best to suppress the feelings that were gradually leaking out, but in the end he couldn't bear it anymore.

He couldn't peep anymore, and the expression on Ye Feng's face changed.

Every trace of her, every move, even the slightest ripple and ripple that spreads, is for the sake of pouring water on that man, because he ......

The wind rose and fell, and the white clothes glanced at it, and never looked back.

The night moon is bright, and the curtain is like a dream.

The young man who stood at the door - extremely sad and gloomy.

"Ye Feng stopped...... It's going to be good right away. The white-bearded swordsman reminded him.

"I have to ask my son to carry her to the bed again." This time, the white-bearded swordsman used a commanding tone, not a requesting tone.

However, Dai Qing showed a reluctant look.

He frowned, letting the cool breeze hit him.

The two hands are clenched into fists, with no intention of liberation.

He shouldn't say a word.

"Dai Qing Gongzi ......" the white-bearded swordsman frowned, "The water is already half cold, please ...... Gongzi"

"I'm afraid that Ye Feng will get cold, her current physical condition is very weak, please ......"

Dai Qing finally let go of her fists and turned back.

Nodding his head in agreement.

"It's better to be a young man."

The white-bearded swordsman naturally witnessed that scene, and Ye Feng, who was dying in front of him, sat and lay down in the medicinal soup, his hand was grasped by the man Dai Qing, but he kept reciting the name of another man.

Dai Qing masked her face and picked Ye Feng up from the medicine tank.

Stained with his green water, soaking through his clothes.

The white-bearded swordsman guards the wind at the door to prevent outsiders from disturbing the situation.

The white-bearded swordsman took a deep breath, the white-bearded sword moved, his body moved, he was already sleepy, and his eyelids were fighting.

He used the internal force to restore Ye Feng's soaked body to its original appearance, and evaporated its water vapor with internal force.

She is completely dry, so she will naturally not be attacked by the wind and cold.

He hoped that she would be healthy and safe.

Dai Qing smiled lightly, the pear vortex appeared slightly, and the half of the sorrow in her eyes still did not change.

He wiped away the tears in Ye Feng's dream, and she slept soundly in his arms.

After feeding the pill to Ye Feng, who was half awake, it was the recovery pill that restored his strength, so he put her down without hesitation and went outside the door.

Although he is decisive, he is stuck in nostalgia and attachment, he is heavy step by step, he has always had her in his heart, and the moment he looks back, his heart is in severe pain, bearing a lot of pressure.

Under pressure, he had to get out.

Ye Fengzhi didn't love him, he didn't love him after all.

She has always loved only that person......

Even though that person had hurt her a thousand, ten thousand times.

"I have to obey you."

"What kind of magic did you use to stop Ye Feng's heart and stay on you all the time."

"There is no place for me at the tip of her heart."

"I don't even occupy half a position......"

"You're terrible, terrible ......"

"Demonic horror, terrifying!"

Ye Fengzhi suddenly heard the sound of Dumping Shui Ran in a dream, she smiled shallowly, imagining that it would be Dumping Shui Ran who came to save her.

But they forgot everything that had just happened......

Subconsciously, she still hoped that someone who could love her would come to his rescue.

She was still unyielding, and she would never be able to give up on him.

"Dai Qing—" Ye Feng stopped opening his eyes and woke up.

She deeply understands what it means to be born after death.

The thrill of being reborn is not something that everyone can experience.

She understood more about what it meant to be reborn in Nirvana, but the heart-rending pain of falling into hell was the price.

Ye Feng's eyes were already a little unusual, and a red light flashed in her eyes, which was Xiao Yu's hatred.