Yun Yang has cried for the second time and fainted, and when he woke up leisurely, he happened to be dressed in a white robe, as if he suddenly saw a ray of sunlight in the cold winter of heavy snow and deep freezing, even if it was thin, it was warm after all.

She didn't know where she got the strength, broke away from Yun Zheng, who was supporting her, and threw herself over.

The black shadow shook heavily in front of her eyes, she didn't stand firmly, she planted her head on the ground, and grabbed Chang Qianfo's robe for a moment before the dizziness hit.

"Chang Gongzi" Her voice was hoarse and hoarse, and she was about to lose her voice.

Who can believe that this hoarse voice, just half a day ago, was still so delicate and brittle, with a soft tone that was irresistible to men.

“…… I beg you, save the wild goose. ”

Yan Chen, the name she whispered when no one was around, twisting her fingers lightly; It was the two words she whispered in her heart after countless lovesick nights after a farewell and cold; It was she who made it clear to others, but she never dared to confide in him.

On this desperate afternoon of rainstorm, he rushed out of his mouth without hesitation.

It's just that at this time, no one wants to stop and listen to a woman's broken soft intestines.

Mu Dianke bent down expressionlessly and tore Yun Yang's hand away.

Chang Qianfo was able to take a step forward and flash in through the carved wooden door hidden in the void.

The mountain-shaped screen facing the door was removed, and in front of it was a Huanghuali pine crane long-term work. Jin Yanchen was lying flat on the couch in open clothes, his eyes were closed, his eyebrows were clenched, and he looked very painful.

Because of the clenching of his jaw, his already angular face looked even more cold, with a sense of sharp edge.

There is a gossamer under the skin, either winding or straight, trembling and crawling, wandering between the chest and the Shenting acupoint and the chest.

The blood is up, and it is red; Poison gas down, it's black. The tip of the beauty on the forehead of the golden goose dust, there is a petal-shaped imprint, the color is like Yin jade, and it is not easy to imperceptibly slowly turn shallow and fade.

When Yin Yin completely turned from black to red, red into a piece of blood and plum petals, as red as the little Danzhu on the top of the crane's head, his life came to an end.

This is Danhe poison.

The first of the world's strange poisons. There is no cure!

Like an old stump, the old Asim sat silently on the edge of the bed.

He still held a silver needle in his hand, holding it on his lap because he was too old to pierce the needle, but because he didn't know where to pierce it.

Maybe there is no doctor in the world who knows about it.

It is rumored that further south from southern Yunnan, far south and inaccessible to the people, there is a large black swamp.

The swamp is full of large wattle flowers, which are extremely showy and deadly at the same time.

A group of beautiful red-crowned cranes inhabit among the thorn moon flowers, eating fallen flowers, drinking swamp water, and breeding here for generations, never migrating, from birth to death, they have never left this swamp.

There are, of course, exceptions.

For example, there are always people who seek wealth and profit, and they travel here with great difficulty, risking their lives to hunt them. Sold at high prices for people to see, and even worse, brutally tortured to death.

This heterogeneous red-crowned crane, which grew up devouring highly poisonous flowers, not only has some incomparably beautiful appearance, but also has a rare violent temperament.

When attacked and tortured, they behave in a rage, and all the toxins rush over their heads and converge on the crown. Then cut off their heads, and boil them by secret methods, which can refine the most stubborn poison in the world, although the strong internal force cannot be dissolved, although the elixir is incomprehensible.

Asimu and Chang Qianfo knew about Danhe poison, but they had never actually seen it.

It takes a thousand to kill a crane to refine such a small bottle of Danhe poison, and not everyone deserves to enjoy the luxurious death method of being poisoned by it.

Before the Sima clan usurped the throne of the previous dynasty, he used this method to poison the last emperor of the previous dynasty.

The Emperor is a Merry Emperor. After death, the petals are stained on the forehead, brushed away, the body is fragrant, and everyone says that it is called by the flower fairy, and it is said that it is called by the flower fairy, and it is to give up the mortal world and ascend to bliss.

However, there are always people in the know.

Despite the strict guards, the poor last emperor, less than a year after his death, was dug up by a crazy doctor, and his body was missing.

The most poisonous thing in this world has never been flowers and cranes, but people's hearts.

Chang Qianfo stopped abruptly in the middle of the run, his back stiffened, and he didn't move for a long time. Didn't say a word, and didn't look back.

The last glimmer of light in Xu Younan's eyes suddenly dimmed.

The long silence almost drove people crazy.

Chang Qianfo finally turned around and looked at Mu Dianke with his eyes contemplative.

Mu Dianke also looked at him.

She was originally a smart woman in Bingxue, and she should have guessed the result a long time ago. There was no disappointment, no sadness, and his expression was so calm that it was frightening.

"I'm sorry." He finally had a hard time talking.

Yun Yang rolled his eyes, and a pair of sheared pupils were as white as white, and he fell back softly.

only heard a "bang", and Qingxiu, who was standing at the head of the bed, threw the basin, fell to the ground, and cried on the ground.

The bronze bowl with a bamboo leaf pattern bounced several times on the ground, splashing a pool of black blood. Burned the eyes of no one else.

"I heard that the doctor sees a doctor, and he is hopeful, smelling, and listening to the four major points." Mu Dianke suddenly spoke.

The people in the room were sad or silent, all of them were out of shape, and her soft and calm voice was particularly inconsistent: "You just glanced at him, why did you say that it can't be cured?" …… Thousand Buddhas, will you give him a pulse first? ”

"Dian Ke" Chang Qianfo's heart tingled, and he called her sadly.

Mu Dianke looked at him stubbornly, his eyes were earnest, and he seemed to be trying to squeeze out a smile.

He was afraid of her like this.

I don't use it. But he still nodded, walked to the side of the bed, and raised Jin Yanchen's hand.

The hand that has been practicing knives for many years has prominent knuckles, from the fingers to the palms and then to the wrists, and there are many thick calluses.

It's hard to handle.

Chang Qianfo suddenly understood Mu Dianke a little.

Some people, even if they take you seriously and hurt you over and over again, you can't afford to hate them.

Because he was such a person who couldn't help himself, he even had to be ruthless to himself.

Without saying a word, he gently rested his bloodied hand on the edge of the bed.

Asim shook his head and sighed softly.

"Danhe poison...... The first of the world's strange poisons. He muttered.

Mu Dianke understood.

Chang Qianfo is a medical immortal, but after all, he is a human being, not an immortal, and he can't control everyone's life and death.

"If you can't cure it, who else is there...... Is it curable? ”

Her eyes were so cold, like heavy snow falling, and thousands of feet of frozen ice pool water were lifeless.

But he tried hard to carve out a crack: "What about your grandfather...... What about Old Lady Chang, can he cure it? ”

"I don't know." Chang Qianfo shook his head.

Chang Jihai's medical skills are far superior to him, but he can't cure the poison of Danhe. At least, when he went to ask for advice with a medical book in his hand, two years ago, he still couldn't.

“…… And Luoyang is too far to hold there. ”

"How long will it last?" Mu Dianke asked urgently.

Chang Qianfo was silent for a while and said, "Tonight." ”

He glanced at the Yin seal on Jin Yanchen's forehead, "If I give him a needle to control the poison, I will survive tonight at most." ”

If a dagger cuts the string, how tight the string breaks, how hurtful it hurts when it breaks.

Mu Dianke stood still, so still that he didn't even move the tips of his hair. Suddenly turned around, extremely quiet to extremely moving, and lifted the big mountain screen behind him.

The three solid wood interstitial screens suddenly overturned and smashed on the heavy jujube wood bookcase, and the bookcase "clicked", splitting a crack from it, turning over a square crystal bowl, which fell to the ground and shattered.

A bowl full of walnut kernels was spilled out, and it was swirling all over the ground, and it was round, and when it rolled, it fell into two petals.

Mu Dianke raised his hand to cover his eyes.