"Hiss......" Huang Ziqi was careless, and Changge left five blood-red nail marks on his back, and the clothes he had changed before were successfully scrapped. Huang Ziqi ignored his injured self, the long sword in his hand turned into a folding fan, turned around and knocked heavily on Changge's head, the folding fan opened at that moment, and white medicinal powder spilled from the top of Changge's head.

Ying Zijing and Ye Lihang came at some point, and Ying Zijing shouted: "Long song! Then he quickly jumped behind Changge and hugged Changge, who had fallen backwards.

Huang Ziqi put away the folding fan in his hand, his face was pale, and his right hand touched the wound on his back with great difficulty, and when he put it in front of him, his hands were already covered with blood. Huang Ziqi gasped in pain, and the injury on her leg had made it difficult for her to stand, and her left shoulder was also so painful that she lost consciousness, and beads of sweat slipped down her cheeks. Huang Ziqi's hand reached into the meson space, took out a small silver box from it, took out a brown pill from it, gritted his teeth and swallowed it. There are not many grandmaster-level pills on her body, and the god-level pills have not had time to practice, only some low-level pills that have been refined before, and the effect is not good.

Huang Ziqi held on for a while, and then he couldn't care about the image of the medicine king anymore, and sat directly on the ground, with green light flowing around him. She doesn't have much energy to refine the pill now, the wood spiritual power has a healing effect, although the effect is not significant, but she has no other way now, she can only use it first.

Ye Lihang looked at the crumbling Huang Ziqi, originally wanted to help, but before he could help him, Huang Ziqi was already sitting on the ground, with a faint green light on his body. Although I don't remember a lot of things at night, I remember the efficacy and level of each spiritual power, and I also know a lot about human accidents.

Ye Lihang looked at the red above his head, his brows furrowed, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

About half an hour later, Huang Ziqi slowly opened her eyes, her face was not much better, and the wounds on her body were still painful like thousands of ants gnawing on them, but she endured it without saying a word. Huang Ziqi looked up at the red, frowned, and clenched his fists. The red above his head has been going on for more than half an hour, and there won't be anything wrong with Emperor Xianchen, right?

Huang Ziqi turned his gaze to Changge, who was lying in Ying Zijing's arms. At this time, Changge was still unconscious, his face was miserable and pale, the two fangs in his mouth had disappeared, and his long nails had retracted, and the whole person was much normal. After all, this is the antidote left by Huang Ziqi's master, and the effect is naturally excellent. Huang Ziqi said to Zijing: "Bring Changge over and let me see." Huang Ziqi's feet were still in severe pain, and it was very difficult to stand up, so he could only ask Ying Zijing to carry Changge over.

Ying Zijing followed her words, picked up Changge carefully, walked in front of Huang Ziqi and put it down carefully, as if she was afraid of breaking her, very precious in her arms. Then Ying Zijing had a very insightful hand and put Changge's hand in front of Huang Ziqi. Huang Ziqi put his finger on Changge's wrist, and after a while, Huang Ziqi's frowning brows slowly relaxed, and said in an extremely weak voice: "It's okay, the poison has been resolved." ”

Ying Zijing listened to Huang Ziqi's words, breathed a heavy sigh of relief, maybe she was overjoyed, and said a very unreasonable sentence: "Thank you, Sister Huang!" ”