Chu Feng didn't want to give up, he concentrated again, and the internal force was constantly gathered in his palm again, this time he made a desperate bet, and used eighty or ninety percent of his internal force to finally gather all the remaining poisons except for the silver needle seal, and then he stayed on the concentration point of the toxin, and slapped it violently on the back of the fish butterfly.

Yu Die'er suddenly frowned uncomfortably, and spurted out a large mouthful of jet-black blood, which was poisonous blood! At the same time, Chu Feng also felt that the qi and blood in his body were churning, his throat was itchy, and a burst of fishy sweetness surged up, and blood flowed out of the corners of his lips. Dripping on his snow-white robe, bright red as the sun.

"Pavilion Master Chu!" Feng Lao exclaimed, he was really shocked, Chu Feng was actually willing to exorcise poison for her? This poison was weird, even if it was residual poison, it was very violent, but it would cause heavy damage to the person who drove the poison! There was no need for him to do this.

"I'm fine. Chu Feng shook his hand.

Although he said that he was fine, Feng Lao still quickly checked his pulse for him, and found that the toxin did not reach him, fortunately, Feng Lao breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did I check the pulse of the fish butterfly.

Chu Feng insisted, and when Elder Feng took the last silver needle, he put on Yu Die'er's coat and gently laid it flat on the bed before going down to the ground.

Feng Lao took out a red pill, dissolved it in water, and fed it into her mouth one by one, she was still in a coma, and she could no longer take the initiative to swallow, and a small part of the potion fed in it flowed down her mouth into her throat, and a large part of it flowed down the corner of her mouth to the outside. Feng Lao kept feeding carefully and patiently, and did not put down the bowl until the bowl of medicinal juice bottomed out.

This medicine is a must-take, and it is of great use. If the toxin moves, the medicine will cause it to disperse to the limbs without the poison gas attacking the heart, which is an extra layer of protection. And it can quickly replenish the body's losses. This medicine is also extremely difficult to refine, not only requires natural treasures, but also tests the kung fu of the alchemist. Feng Lao has only refined a few pieces for most of his life.

It is best to cooperate with the silver needle method, the silver needle gathers poison, and the pill disperses the poison and protects the heart. If an antidote is developed as soon as possible during this safe period, the toxin can be excreted from the body in one fell swoop.

"Lord Chu Ge, this is for you. Take three or five pills three times a day to replenish some of your losses. Feng Lao took out a small gourd-like porcelain bottle and handed it to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng took the porcelain vase, held it in his hand, and asked, "Is she stable?"

"Under the double protection, life is not in serious trouble. It is better to dispense the antidote as soon as possible. Feng Lao turned to say, "Lord Chu Pavilion, your actions are really dangerous, if the toxin reaches your body, it will be bad." "One can't be saved, just in case another one is added. The gains outweigh the losses. Besides, he is also one of the four pavilion masters in the sect, and he is in a cold sweat when he thinks about it.

"It's okay. After Chu Feng finished speaking calmly, he suddenly covered his chest with his hand, looking extremely uncomfortable, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth, emitting a piercing red on the ground.

"Chu Pavilion Master!!" Boss Feng was shocked and hurriedly supported his crumbling body.

"It's nothing, it's just that the blood is churning badly, just rest for a while. Chu Feng smiled bitterly.

"Presumably, it should be due to the excessive consumption of internal force, and the qi and blood disorders are surging, so I vomit blood. I still have some medicine here, and I'll leave it to you. Feng Lao said as he took a few more bottles from the medicine box and put them on the table.

Feng Lao checked his pulse, and he was not contaminated with toxins, but he was a lot more relieved. It's just that he knows that this kind of poisoning people is very depleting to himself, and it seems that Chu Feng is going to cultivate for a while. If it is as expected, I'm afraid Chu Feng won't even be able to use his kung fu now, right? It's just that Chu Feng didn't say it, and it was inconvenient for him to say it. After all, the sect is complicated, and many things cannot be passed on. So sometimes even if you see clearly, you have to pretend to be confused.

left medicine for Chu Feng, and indirectly admonished him. He also lit a special soothing incense made by him in the house, and Feng Lao left. He also had to rush to develop an antidote.

I don't know why, Yu Die'er is still restless, I don't know if it's because of the effect of the silver needle, or because she vomited blood, Yu Die'er seems to feel uncomfortable and frowns all the time. But it's always better than calmly accepting death 10,000 times.

Chu Feng endured the discomfort, moved a chair and sat in front of the bed, holding her little hand with one hand, and looking at her with bright eyes. Worried about her uneasiness, Chu Feng couldn't help but use his thumb to gently caress her eyebrows, and whispered softly to her to calm her still uneasy heart.

"Fish-butterfly-child, butterfly-child, butterfly-child," he whispered her name over and over again as if confirmed, gentle and long, and he could not see the countless pets and indescribable feelings that flashed in his dark eyes.

When his subordinates came out of the tunnel and handed her into his hands, at a glance, the little face carved like jade was embedded in his mind, and she was driven back to the dungeon on a horse with her, and her hair fluttered wantonly on his face. It made him inexplicably have a feeling called eternity. He actually expected that the road ahead was boundless, and he would always gallop on a horse like this for the rest of his life.

It's a pity that he will always wake up, and when he arrives at the sect, he is still the pavilion master who does all kinds of evil, she is just a ticket for the people he has captured, that's all! So he deliberately suppressed his emotions that he shouldn't have, but he couldn't imagine seeing her on the verge of life and death, he still couldn't treat it calmly. I always thought that I was already ruthless and loveless, cold as ice, but at this time, I realized that once the love word sprouts, it is always too difficult to endure it.

His fingers caressed between her brows, as if by magic, and her tightly knit brow gradually stretched. It is no longer so uncomfortable to watch, and there is no death-like silence. The expression is a kind of peaceful tranquility. Her eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on her pale face. Quiet like a painting, like a sweet sleeping flower, like the moonlight on the lake.

Yu Butterfly was in the haze, feeling some warmth slowly enveloping her, I don't know where the warmth comes from, I only know that the soft warmth wraps her inch by inch, spreading from the skin to the body, very comfortable. She was wrapped in a warm cocoon, and she suddenly had an endless sense of security.

There was also a gentle voice whispering in her ear, and she couldn't make out what was being said without stopping. I don't know who it is, and I don't seem sure if it's a hallucination or reality. I only felt that the voice was far and near, faintly, as if it was in my ears, and it seemed to be in the distant sky. There is nothing that seems to be there.

But those soft and warm, trembling characters sound very affectionate. The trance sound that seemed to come from a dream made her feel inexplicably reassured, and Yu Die'er subconsciously hoped that the sound would not stop, only hoping that the existence of the voice could bring her a longer sense of warmth and security.

"Pavilion Master, the Holy Lord sent someone to send you over. The guard at the door came in and said.

Suddenly, he noticed that Chu Feng's face was ugly, pale and terrifying, as if he had not recovered from a serious illness, and as if he had been seriously injured. But the Pavilion Master hasn't even gone out of the door since he came back, and when he comes back, he was okay? The guard was worried and puzzled, and couldn't help asking, "Pavilion Master, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Feng looked back at him and didn't answer. But in his heart, he didn't know what the Holy Lord had passed on to him. looked at Yu Die'er, who was sleeping a lot more peacefully at the moment, and let go of the big palm holding her hand. I was going to get up and go to the Holy Lord.

But as soon as his hand was released, the little hand seemed to realize that he was leaving, and immediately grabbed his fingers, and subconsciously pulled it forward, Chu Feng's hand stiffened slightly, and let her go. The little hand grasped his fingers like the last straw in a critical situation, and seemed to murmur inaudible words in his mouth, "Don't go, don't go." ”

Although the words were vague, Chu Feng still understood what she meant, he held her little hand again, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Okay, don't go, I won't go." ”

Because of the injury to her tongue, although it was a small opening, it still touched her lips and tongue, and Yu Die'er just muttered a word, and then felt the pain of her tongue, and she frowned and snorted softly. It made Chu Feng feel at a loss, distressed and upset.

Holding her little hand with one hand, the other hand covered her cheek, rubbing it gently, the temperature of the palm made her feel very comfortable, and the cheek was subconsciously pressed up. There was also a focused gaze that stared at her, and followed her into the deepest dreams.

"Let the people come back and tell the Holy Lord, and say that I have something important to do and I can't leave. Chu Feng instructed the guards.

Uh, can't leave? This is a summons from the Holy Lord! He actually said that he can't leave? The guard was very surprised by what Chu Feng said this, and hesitated and didn't move, not knowing if he really wanted to reply to the person sent by the Holy Lord like this.

For a long time, Chu Feng didn't hear the footsteps going out, so he glanced back at him, twisted his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter, is there anything else?"

"No, no. The guard muttered, and turned to return to his life.

What's wrong with the Pavilion Master? The Holy Lord didn't even dare to go when he came to pass it. Is there something important?But I didn't see any major sect matters to deal with in the house?But seeing that the pavilion master's face was very bad, could it be that he was not feeling well? The guard had a hundred questions in his heart, but he didn't dare to have any speculation and doubts when he looked at Chu Feng's cold eyes.

Yu Die'er has been lying down for another three days, and she is more like she is asleep for these three days, with no nightmares, no terrible hallucinations, just sleeping. Occasionally, there are signs of awakening, such as fluttering eyelashes, as if they are about to open their eyes one moment, but there are none. His hands and feet will move, and he will try to turn over. It's like a normal person sleeping. I would wake up at any time, but I never really woke up.

Chu Feng spent most of his time in front of the bed, sometimes his legs and feet were numb and numb, but his spirit was not numb at all, he was alert like a leopard, as long as she had a hint of wind and grass, he would definitely find out as soon as possible.

When he was away, he sent people to keep an eye on him.

"A few of you take turns watching at the bedside, keeping your eyes on her all the time. Feed the water regularly, if she moves, don't let her touch the injured hand, hear it! If there is the slightest mistake, you will wait for your life!"

As long as he left for a while, he would give stern orders, so that the maid would not dare to slack off. He was afraid that Yu Die'er would move unconsciously, and if no one saw it, she would touch or press his injured hand.