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Overwhelming fear enveloped her.

Wen Xiaoai, who has never been afraid of life and death, seems to understand what death means at this moment.

Wen Xiaoai's frightened voices and cries kept coming from the mobile phone, and Jun Mo Yan's weak voice that was completely inaudible made Tsing Yi very crazy.

"Hurry up."

He yelled at the bodyguard driving in front of him.

"Calm down."

The drunkard next to him reached out and shook Tsing Yi's hand.

Tsing Yi turned his head and glanced at the drunkard.

When the originally anxious heart saw the drunkard's eyes, Tsing Yi instantly felt a lot more relieved.

There's a drunkard, and it's going to be fine.

Four black Humvees of the same model galloped all the way through the lights and arrived at the street where Wen Xiaoai and them were located within fifteen minutes.

Almost as soon as the car stopped, Tsing Yi rushed out of the car with a medical kit and ran towards the black Maybach on the side of the road.

The drunkard also hurriedly got out of the car.

Wen Xiaoai saw that Tsing Yi and them were coming, and hurriedly opened the car door on Jun Moyan's side.

Tsing Yi saw Jun Moyan's naked back at a glance.

I don't know what pierced five black blood holes, and they were constantly bubbling black blood, and even a trace of black smoke.

The skin near the wound is blue-gray.

When the drunkard saw this, his heart sank.

"Poisoned."

"Put Sanshao in the back seat first." Tsing Yi put the medicine box on the ground and changed Jun Moyan to the back seat with the drunkard.

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai was also covered in blood, Tsing Yi hurriedly asked, "Miss Wen, where are you injured?" ”

"I'm fine." Wen Xiaoai answered, got out of the car, and came to the back seat.

Wen Xiaoai got into the car, helped the unconscious Jun Moyan over, let him lean on his body, and left the wounded back to the drunkard.

Tsing Yi drove and rushed back to Wuyuan with the three of them.

The lights in the car were not bright enough, so the drunkard took out a small flashlight, shone it on Jun Moyan's back, and checked the wound.

He pressed his fingers lightly on the rotting skin around his wound, and his brow furrowed as he watched the black gas emerge from the wound.

He raised his eyes and looked at Wen Xiaoai, who was hugging Jun Moyan, who was also looking at Jun Moyan's wound and sobbing from time to time.

"What hurts?" The drunkard asked.

"Yes, yes......"

Wen Xiaoai didn't know how to tell him, and after spitting for a while, she didn't say that it was Wu Zhi, who had become a ghost, who was injured.

Wen Xiaoai dodged, and the so-called eyes made the drunkard sure that this injury was not man-made.

Is it caused by monsters?

What demon?

"Do you know what kind of poison this is?"

"Corpse poison."

Wen Xiaoai didn't hide this.

"Which wet?" Tsing Yi, who was driving in front, asked.

It was a drunkard who answered him.

"The corpse of the corpse."

"Corpse poison? What kind of poison is this? Isn't it amazing? Can it be solved? ”

"Amazing, of course it's amazing, it's the first time I've seen it." The drunkard's face was heavy, looking at Jun Mo Yan's wound that was still rotting, and he was at a loss.

He had only heard about corpse poison from his master and learned some about it in books.

The so-called corpse poison is actually a virus produced after the corpse decomposes.

It's just that in medicine, there has never been the word "corpse poison".

If you were a different doctor, you wouldn't know what it was.

However, there are many folk theories about corpse poison.

The drunkard has not been exposed to this thing, but he can know what Wen Xiaoai said for the first time, and it is only because after Brother Ene's death, he has read a lot of books about whether people will become ghosts after death.

He was also superstitious.