Wen Huafeng was knocked to the ground by Xia Gongzi's powerful spiritual power, but he still refused to admit defeat, still stood up with his injured body, and looked at Xia Gongzi angrily.

"The outcome is already obvious, give me the antidote, the people are waiting for it. Xia Gongzi looked at Wen Huafeng's refusal to admit defeat, he had been injured by spiritual power like this, and he wanted to continue fighting.

"As I said, we haven't decided yet. Wen Huafeng took out a few pills of the Huiling Herb and swallowed them, taking the Huiling Herbal Pill in excess, although it can make the spiritual power recover quickly, but this forbidden technique also has a time to backlash.

After swallowing a large number of Huiling herbal pills, Wen Huafeng felt that his spiritual power had recovered instantly, so he picked up the sword in his hand, the sword light flashed, and he fought with Xia Gongzi.

Xia Gongzi thought to himself, if the time is delayed, the spiritual power of the painting wind will slowly decrease, but if the time drags on, the poison in the people has not yet obtained the antidote, so dragging the fight will affect the poison in the people, and they will not get the antidote for a while, I am afraid that the people will lose their lives, after all, most of the people have no spiritual power, unlike people with spiritual power who have the poison of shallow tears and can also use spiritual power to prevent the spread of poison.

Xia Gongzi had no choice but to use the spiritual power on his body, to the sword, and drew a huge orange light, this orange light fell, Wen Huafeng didn't have time to dodge, the sword in Wen Huafeng's hand had been broken into two, and was knocked to the ground by Xia Gongzi's orange light.

"I repeat, the antidote. Xia Gongzi walked over, glanced at Wen Huafeng, and thought that there was not much time left to consume this Wen Hua Feng, and it was important to save the lives of the people.

Wen Huafeng still didn't admit defeat, and took out the Jinling Fan from his body, and an orange aura instantly drew out of the Jinling Fan, Xia Gongzi thought that Wen Huafeng had been knocked to the ground by himself, but he didn't expect Wen Huafeng to hide such a trick.

"Jinling fan?" everyone looked at the fan.

"It turns out that my Jinling Fan is with you. Xia Gongzi looked at Wen Huafeng and smiled.

"What Jinling fan, what fan yours? This is obviously mine, how can it be yours. Smelling the painting style, he said in a hurry.

"Hey, why are you still quibbling with other people's things?" Shi Ziying said loudly.

"Wasn't the Jinling Fan compensated by Xia Gongzi to the middle-aged man holding the frost flying jade bracelet? The butterfly said curiously.

"yes, how did it end up in the hands of the medicine spirit master again. Everyone said curiously.

"I've never seen my brother have this fan. The disciples of the Medicine Spirit Master on the side were also whispering.

"Less nonsense, I'll win the battle now. Wen Huafeng flew up as he spoke, and the orange spiritual light drawn out of the Jin Ling fan, and the spiritual light beam slashed towards Xia Gongzi, Xia Gongzi was very familiar with his Jin Ling fan, so no matter what move Wen Huafeng used, Xia Gongzi could easily dodge it.

Hearing the painting wind, he transformed the Jinling Fan into a sword, looked at Xia Gongzi and smiled.

"Yes, you can also transform this brocade spirit fan of mine into a sword, I really underestimate you. Xia Gongzi looked at Wen Huafeng and held the sword conjured up by his brocade spirit fan.

Wen Huafeng used the sword conjured by the brocade spirit fan to fight with Xia Gongzi for a while, but the spiritual power and illusion had not yet reached the level of Xia Gongzi, and he could not transform the brocade spirit fan into an orange bow and arrow.

Xia Gongzi stopped, thinking that it was really boring to dodge and delay the fight like this, not to mention that the people in this hopeless city were still waiting for the antidote.

"What, admit defeat, can't you beat me?" Wen Huafeng said confidently.

"Do you know that the artifact can recognize the master, and you can know that the owner of the artifact can summon his own artifact?"

"What do you mean?" Wen Huafeng didn't seem to understand the meaning of what Xia Gongzi said, and frowned.

Xia Gongzi put his hand flat, his palm facing up, and the spiritual power was activated, and an orange spiritual light fell on the palm, and the sword in Wen Huafeng's hand disappeared, and when it fell into Xia Gongzi's hand, it had already turned back into a brocade spirit fan.

"You, you deceive. Wen Huafeng looked at the empty palm of his hand, but the sword in his hand was gone, and he looked at the brocade fan in Xia Gongzi's hand, only to know that this brocade fan was really summoned back by Xia Gongzi.

"What do you mean by me cheating, I'm just taking back my own things, this brocade fan was originally mine. Xia Gongzi looked at the Jinling Fan that he hadn't seen for a long time, and finally returned to its original owner, and he was very happy.

"I don't believe it. Hearing the wind as he spoke, he pulled out the sword of a medicine spirit master disciple beside him and stabbed it at Xia Gongzi.

Xia Gongzi transformed the Jinling Fan into an orange bow and arrow, and the orange arrow passed through Wen Huafeng's clothes and nailed Wen Huafeng to the tree that was half broken.

"You, let me down. Hearing the painting wind, he struggled, but was tightly nailed to the tree by the spiritual power on Xia Gongzi's arrow.

"Big brother. The disciple of the Medicine Spirit Master hurriedly ran over and shouted to smell the painting wind.

"Where's the antidote?" said Xia Gongzi as he looked at Wen Huafeng.

"Pin me to this, and you want me to take out the antidote, and dream. Wen Huafeng still refused to admit defeat, and glared at Xia Gongzi.

"I rubbed poison on my arrow just now, it seems that this arrow has already grazed the skin of your shoulder, right?" said Xia Gongzi with a cold smile.

"You.... You deceive. Wen Huafeng turned his head to look at the blood stains on his shoulders, and began to be a little scared and worried.

"I didn't learn it from you. If you don't hand over the antidote, you won't want to get my antidote. Xia Gongzi looked at the painting wind nailed to the tree and said.

"I'm a medicine master, I'm afraid that you won't give the antidote, I'll detoxify it myself. Wen Huafeng glanced at Xia Gongzi, thinking that he had never seen any poison.

"The smeared on my arrow is a day, even if you medicine masters can detoxify, they can't cure this poison for a while. Xia Gongzi said proudly.

"One day, you ............" Wen Huafeng heard that the name of this poison was one day away, and knew the power of this poison, and began to panic in his heart.

"I think it's almost sunset now, and you decide whether to come up with an antidote or not. Xia Gongzi glanced at Wen Huafeng again, and Wen Huafeng, who was nailed to the tree, saw that the sky was about to darken, and he also knew the toxicity of this poison one day.

"What else do you see, why don't you give him the antidote? Wen Huafeng began to be a little anxious, so he ordered the disciples of the medicine spirit master to take out the antidote to the poison of shallow tears.

The disciples of the Medicine Spirit Master took out the antidote to the poison of shallow tears and gave it to Xia Gongzi, and Xia Gongzi took the antidote to the poison of shallow tears and ran to save the people in the hopeless city.

"Hey, okay, my antidote. Wen Huafeng looked at the back of Xia Gongzi and the others leaving, and shouted loudly and desperately.

"Xia Gongzi, that person is still nailed to the tree, that person's antidote ....." Mu Butterfly looked at Xia Gongzi and said.

"Don't worry, he wasn't poisoned at all, I just said it casually, and the Jinling Fan just got it back, where is the time to smear something on it. The corners of Xia Gongzi's mouth went up and he smiled slightly.

"Xia Gongzi, you ....." Mu Butterfly didn't expect Xia Gongzi to be so smart, and he could also think of this trick to subdue that painting style.

Xia Gongzi distributed the antidote to the poison of shallow tears to all the poisoned people, and the people thanked everyone one after another, and after everyone learned about the poison of shallow tears among the people in the hopeless city, they did feel very strange, as if they had been deliberately poisoned, and the biggest suspicion was the person who was the medicine spirit master as Ling Sanqi said.

After everyone helped the people of Hopeless City to relieve the poison of shallow tears, they went to the Muxiang Tavern and found the boss of Muxiang to drink together.

"Young Master Xia, I finally understand now. Shi Ziying suddenly remembered what happened under the embroidery tower in Hopeless City before.

"Ziying, what do you understand?" asked Xia Gongzi.

"You said that you bought an empty joy with 10,000 taels of gold. Shi Ziying remembered that she had accidentally broken the frost flying jade bracelet in the hand of a middle-aged man, the jade bracelet was worth 10,000 taels of gold, and the man had to ask Xia Gongzi's Jinling fan to pay for it.

"Xia Gongzi, did you already know that the Jinling Fan could be summoned back?" said Shi Yingjun as he looked at Xia Gongzi.

"Hmm. Xia Gongzi replied calmly.

"Then you didn't say it earlier, I'm worried about us to death. I've been guilty for a long time. Shi Ziying said with a smile and a small mouth.

Everyone was in the woody tavern, in a burst of laughter, gulping down the mellow woody wine.

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