"If the young man does things well, it will naturally be the best, but if he encounters some trouble, I'm afraid he will be inseparable from the Immortal Pavilion."

"Shaoxia's friend, acting extremely vigilant, with the means of the old pavilion, he can't find it easily, if he wants to confirm the location, it is nothing more than to use the people in the rivers and lakes to 'drive the tiger and devour the wolf', or send disciples to lay a net."

"The Immortal Pavilion is good at the art of medicine and poison, and the contact is done with unique medicines."

"The young man applies this 'rain and dew ointment' to his nose, and he can detect the strange fragrance of the Immortal Pavilion, and he can act cheaply."

"The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and I hope you cherish them."

The handwriting on that piece of paper has been extinct ever since, densely packed, but not cluttered, but extremely beautiful.

Wang Anfeng folded the paper, put it back into the bag, took out the porcelain bottle, and poured it on the fingertips, the tentacles were slightly cool, but there was no peculiar smell, I don't know what medicinal materials it was made of, with Wang Anfeng's medical skills at this time, I can't see it.

At this time, the situation was urgent, and Wang Anfeng couldn't care about anything else, so he smeared this ointment on his nose.

When he landed, he felt that his breath was suddenly cool and abnormal, and his sense of smell seemed to be amplified a lot, and a strange fragrance came from the northerly direction of the city.

The young man's expression changed slightly, and he didn't care about the horse anymore, but just performed light skills and galloped away in that direction.

The red thin horse seemed to be psychic, and when he saw his master leaving, he snorted and took a step, skinny, but like a dragon, he galloped away, and followed Wang Anfeng who was doing his best to perform light skills with great ease, without the slightest difficulty.

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"Everyone, that female devil is poisonous, which hero is powerful enough to capture it?"

The white-haired old man looked at the tightly closed wooden door, his face was full of fear, but he was reluctant to leave, and his mouth only opened his mouth to provoke many warriors, but it did not have the slightest effect.

The two people who were lying down at the door were not mediocre hands.

Among them, the one-eyed dragon is ruthless and abnormal, strong and tenacious in human nature, and extremely vigilant, and has a great reputation in the rivers and lakes of Xidingzhou, and it is placed in the entire Fufeng, which is also a character who can be named, but he doesn't want to fold it directly here.

Even if it was the one who came later, he was also a nine-rank martial artist.

In the current situation, one dies when you go in, and two dies when you go in.

These Jianghu warriors are all human spirits, so no matter how tempting the cheats of the Medicine Master Valley are, where can they be compared to their own lives? For a while, there was a retreat in my heart.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd, saying:

"Fellow believers, and listen to the next word."

Everyone subconsciously looked back, but saw that the person who spoke out was a short figure, described as a lewd person, with two mouse whiskers on his lips, a pair of eyes protruding from his sockets, and his essence flashed, and he bowed to the left and right, and said:

"Everyone, please, there is no grandson in the lower heavenly rat."

"Look at this Zhao Daxia and the little brother who just stepped forward, they are all poisoned in their bodies, attacking their hearts and dying, the poison of the Medicine Valley, all of them are taken from grass, trees, bamboo and stones, look at this sign, it is not a genus of fire poison, if we can burn it with flames, under the high temperature, no matter what poison it is, it will definitely be gone."

The voice paused slightly, and Fu saw the martial artists around him thoughtfully, smiled, and said again:

"Besides, even if the toxin can't be burned cleanly, under this flame, the female devil can be forced out."

"When the time comes, you and I will rush up, are you afraid that she will be able to run?!"

Everyone hesitated for a while, a little moved, but they were worried that the fire was too big, attracting the Great Qin patrol and the like, Gongsun didn't see everyone's expressions, and he had a conclusion in his heart, and he opened his mouth again to persuade and said:

"If you heroes are worried about the eagle dogs and lackeys of the government, you don't have to."

"This is quite far away from Xidingzhou City, and there is a mountain in the distance, Daqin's most powerful martial artist in this place is just a nine-rank patrol, with your skills, before attracting Daqin to patrol and arrest, go to the west, escape into the mountains and forests, there will never be any danger."

"At that time, the sky was high and the birds were flying, and there were the secrets of the Medicine Master Valley in my hands, the rivers and lakes were so big, where could I not go?"

Hearing this, the eyes of the rest of the people flickered, except for one person to leave, the remaining five people all agreed to come down, at this time in the middle of winter, this yard has its own cut dry firewood, these warriors divide labor, bring these firewood hay, throw it next to this house.

The sky rat stood aside, took out a fire fold from his bosom, looked at the wooden house, his eyes flashed, and casually threw the fire fold on the firewood.

Inside the house.

Meng Yuexue listened clearly to the plans of those martial artists outside.

Since that incident happened two years ago, she and Chuan Lian have walked the rivers and lakes and seen many dangerous scenes, and this is not the first time they have encountered this kind of difficulty.

Even with her mind, if it weren't for the menacing Immortal Pavilion this time, she was in a hurry to transfer Chuanlian, leaving behind important medicinal materials, and had to come back to get them, she would not have been forced to such a point.

Even now, she didn't despair in her heart.

I only plan to wait for a while, while the fire is not rising, spill all the poisonous mist on my body, take advantage of the chaos to rush out of the encirclement, lead everyone away first, and then secretly return to this town and take Chuan Lian away.

With this in mind, he clasped the sword in his right hand and wore a deerskin glove in his left hand, which had already reached into the bag around his waist.

At this moment, suddenly I could hear the commotion outside, and someone shouted:

"Oops, it snowed a few days ago, this wood is wet, it's not good to light ......"

"Then go get some oil."

"Go to the next house ......"

Meng Yuexue secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and then raised it again.

The palm holding the long sword couldn't help but add three points of strength.

When she came to this town a month ago, she didn't want to make friends with ordinary people, but it happened that the old woman of that family was seriously ill, although she had been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, but after all, she couldn't bear it, risked the danger, and came to help.

In retrospect at this time, the reason why he exposed his whereabouts was most likely caused by saving people at that time.

Biting her lower lip lightly, Meng Yuexue had some secret hatred in her heart, walking on the rivers and lakes, compassion, but it was just a drag, this truth, she should have understood. But even though I think about it like this, my ears always echo with the howls I heard at that time, and I always think of the old voice I often heard when I was young.

At that time, the Medicine Master Valley was still alive, and under the top of the clouds, an old man stood with his hands in his hands and spoke slowly:

"Doctors should put their hearts first, human life is the most important, and there are precious gold."

"Whoever has a move, must go from far and near."

"If it is not for kindness, it is not for healing."

"This is my pharmacist Gu Zuxun, you must remember!"

Meng Yuexue's lips were bitten and blood flowed out, obviously recalling her blood relatives, her eyes were full of hatred, as if she wanted to cut it with a thousand knives, but at this moment, she could hear the sound of the commotion in her ears, and her expression changed slightly.

"Let go!"

In the courtyard next door, the young man who was suppressed by his brother and uncle roared in a low voice.

He just saw those Jianghu people in the courtyard next door coming to get oil, and he was a sigh in his heart, knowing that these Jianghu people were not well-intentioned, but his father actually accompanied the smiling face and went to fetch an urn of vegetable oil in person.

Seeing his father groveling to the Jianghu man, with a smile on his face, and doing the pickled thing of killing the life-saving benefactor, the young man's heart burned with anger for a while, but he couldn't struggle, and could only pant heavily.

The Jianghu man carried this urn of vegetable oil, threw down a piece of silver, turned around and left.

The few men who were pressing the young man noticed that the struggle below was gradually weakening, and they were also relieved, and they had only been working hard for a long time, and they were also a little tired, but who knew that at this moment of relaxation, the young man actually exerted his strength violently, turning over like a bull, and directly turning several of his brothers to the ground.

Holding the sickle in one hand, he threw it at the oil tank in the hands of the Jianghu man.

The warriors who dared to come over to eat this cup of soup, none of them were easy to provoke, although the young man was young and strong, but he could not be compared with the Jianghu guest who polished his body, and the sickle with a circle of evil wind was easily avoided, the Jianghu warrior frowned slightly, turned around, and looked at the young man's eyes There was already malice.

The young man's face was pale, but he was not afraid at all, but cried out in a loud voice:

"Girl, let's go!"

"They're going to make a fire with oil!"

When the Jianghu guest heard this, his expression was terrible, and he shouted:

"Shut up, boy! Can't you want to die?! ”

The anger in his heart rose, his left hand turned into a claw, tearing the air and making a whistling sound, and he tore towards the young man's neck, with his finger power, if he grasped it at this time, he was afraid that he would pull his head off, and at this moment, in the courtyard next door, there was a sudden commotion.

But hearing the crisp sound of Kala, the roof of the wooden house cracked directly from the inside out, and the girl in the Mo Lan strong suit rushed out with a sword, and her left hand flicked from her waist, and instead of casting the poison that had been calculated, she threw out several bone-piercing silver needles, and broke through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

The claw that was supposed to be grabbed at the neck of the young man was directly pierced by a silver needle, his face changed, he screamed miserably, covered his palm and retreated again and again, he thought he was going to die of poison, but after a few breaths, he found that he was jumping around, this is not fed with poison on the silver needle, and his face was happy, and he shouted:

"This demon is not poisonous!"

"All of you!"

After saying that, he didn't care about the young man here, he got up, raised his feet, and the oil urn that fell to the ground flew up, and a warrior had already clapped his hands and slapped his palm, shattering it, and the dark vegetable oil fell, and then the fire folded and directly lit the firewood drenched with vegetable oil.

A raging fire ignited when it landed.

Meng Yuexue, who had lost the best chance to leave, stood on the ground, holding a sword in her right hand, looking at the people in front of her, her eyes were cold, and her heart was full of hatred.

She had already made up her mind to abandon that useless compassion, but when it came to the moment, she still couldn't help herself, and reacted almost subconsciously, but also to prevent accidental injury from poison, the silver needle that attacked the oil-wielding warrior was just an ordinary object, and it was not quenched.

At this time, although he solved the danger next door, he was almost in a dead end, and in his ears, the voice that he tried his best to forget became clearer and clearer, like a shadow.

"Doctors should put their hearts first, human life is the most important, and there are precious gold."

"If it is not for kindness, it is not for healing."

In his memory, the old man sighed, turned around, raised his hand and stroked the top of his young head, with a complicated expression, and said with a smile:

"The poison king died after all."

"Xue'er, Ah Lian, remember to remember, the ancestral training of the pharmacist Gu, don't forget it......"

"Don't go down the wrong path."

Mengyue Xue bit her lower lip tightly, clenched the long sword in her right hand, and roared in a low voice, stirring up the murderous intent and hatred in her heart that was almost difficult to dissolve.

Forgotten people.

It's you, traitor!

PS: The first update is presented......

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors