Yan Xiaowei glanced at the Nine Emperor Princes who were lying there calmly as if they were not angry, slowly squatted down, pressed his legs against his knees, and grabbed his hands tightly with both hands.

The old woman took a deep breath and made a strange noise in her throat: "Okay, I'm starting to pour the medicine, no matter what happens for a while, don't let go, do you hear?" ”

Seeing Yan Xiaowei nodding, she slowly squatted down, pinched the jaw of the Nine Emperor Princes with her old withered branches-like hands, forced him to open his clenched teeth, tilted the medicine bowl, and slowly poured it into his mouth.

But the Nine Emperor Princes were unconscious and couldn't swallow at all, and as soon as his face was crooked, the medicinal juice flowed down the corners of his mouth.

The old woman's face was wrinkled into chrysanthemums, but her hand did not stop, and one hand pinched a joint in his jaw, and the medicine was finally drunk smoothly.

Yan Xiaowei just breathed a sigh of relief, and the old woman immediately twisted her white eyebrows slightly: "What are you doing?" Didn't you hold down his hands and feet? Don't look around, give me focus! ”

Yan Xiaoyan hurriedly twisted her face, and grabbed the Nine Emperors' hands tighter with both hands.

Just as she was wondering why the old woman was commanding her like this, the Nine Emperors' body suddenly twitched violently.

The old woman's face was solemn, and her tone was heavy: "It's here!" ”

As soon as her words fell, the Nine Emperor Princes suddenly began to struggle violently, their bodies twisting and turning. It seems to want to break free from her grip, and it seems that it is only because of simple pain.

His face was flushed, and his forehead and arms were ...... Everywhere he could see, his skin was bruised, and his veins were churning in his body like a rushing river.

Yan Xiaowei grabbed his hand against his knees, and could clearly feel the strange changes in his body. Suddenly there was an inexplicable fear in her heart, but she didn't dare to let go.

As time passed, the Nine Emperor Princes struggled more and more, and their strength became stronger and stronger, almost overturning Yan Xiaoyi, and his mouth kept moaning in pain, sometimes like a beast howling, sometimes like a whisper muttering to himself.

But no matter what, even if he doesn't look at it, Yan Xiaowei can feel how painful he is.

The old woman also fought the side to use her body to suppress the moving Nine Emperor Princes, about the time was almost up, she took out a dagger from her legs, put the tip of the knife on the fire and roasted, and when the tip of the knife became hot, she reached out and pinched one of the wrists of the Nine Emperor Princes, and with a wave of her hand, there was an extra cut on the wrist.

With a wave of her hand, she threw the dagger into the fire, and the dagger was stained with black-purple blood, staining the flames black-purple.

However, she didn't look at it, she lowered her head and pinched the wrist of the Nine Emperor Princes, and waved to Yan Xiaoyi: "Bring a clay pot!" ”

Yan Xiaowei hurriedly stretched out her hand and brought the clay pot on the side.

The old woman reached out and took the clay pot, and pinched her ten fingers on the wrist of the Nine Emperor Princes, leaving the black and purple blood like a stream of water.

I don't know how long it took, there was neither a change of color nor a sign of stopping, but the people of the Nine Emperor Princes were noticeably calmer.

The old woman's face sank even more, but a mocking smile hung on the corner of her mouth: "Little thing, it's quite tenacious!" ”

She turned around and called Yan Xiaoyi: "Okay, you don't have to press him, come and help me!" ”

Yan Xiaoyu loosened the grip on the Nine Emperor Princes, rubbed over and squatted beside the old woman: "Grandma, how can you help?" ”

She squinted at Yan Xiaoyi's arm: "How is the wound on your wrist?" ”

Yan Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and flicked his sleeve, the blood had stopped by applying herbs to the wound, but perhaps when he held down the Nine Emperor Princes just now, his movements were too intense, and the wound cracked open again, oozing a trace of blood. She couldn't help but press the fallen herb back with her hand.

The old woman glanced at it lightly: "Don't get it yet, let's bandage him together after saving him!" ”

As he spoke, he reached out and pinched her wrist and pulled it over, with a slight force under his fingers, Yan Xiaoyi's cracked wound was covered by a few drops of blood from her, and it happened to fall about a finger's width away from the wound on the wrist of the Nine Emperor Princes.

The bright red blood was in stark contrast to the black-purple blood flowing from the wrist of the Nine Emperor Princes.

And an even more scalp-tingling phenomenon happened, Yan Xiaowei only blinked an eye, and something began to squirm in the veins of the Nine Emperor Princes.

The old woman suddenly became excited, and her eyes lit up: "I just used your blood as a medicine, and now the little thing smells you and is about to slip out of the nest!" ”

Not long after the words fell, Yan Xiaoyu looked at it and saw a fat bug coming out of the veins of the Nine Emperor Princes. Yan Xiaoyan couldn't hold back for a while, tilted her head and retched all of a sudden.

"Useless stinky girl, what else can you do when you see a worm with such small guts?"

The old lady picked it up with a bamboo stick and put it in the fire. In an instant, the flames turned a strange blue-purple color, and the insects saw the fire and desperately hid backwards, but the old woman did not leave it a chance, and as soon as she let go of her hand, she threw the bamboo stick into the bonfire with the insects.

The bugs were instantly burned to ashes, and the flames returned to their normal fiery red.

The old woman chuckled, turned around and continued to squeeze the wrist of the Nine Emperor Princes, at first, the blood was still a terrible black and purple, however, after a while, it gradually began to flow bright red from the veins.

Rao is Yan Xiaoyan no longer understands the old woman's method of saving people, but she can also see it clearly, the Five Poisonous Gu of the Nine Emperor Princes has been solved, and the heart that she has been carrying has finally been put down.

The old woman applied anti-inflammatory and hemostatic herbs to the wounds of Jiuhuangzi and Yan Xiaoyu respectively, and took the fractured ulna on her hand for her, and fixed and bandaged it with two wooden boards.

Then he got up and sealed the clay pot containing the waste blood, and then soaked the burning bonfire with water, and received all the ashes below into another clay pot, and sealed it like the previous one, and then slowly walked out of the hole with two clay pots, dug with a shovel, and buried them deep in the ground.

During this period, Yan Xiaowei wanted to reach out to help, but was scolded by the old woman: "Don't you want to die?" Don't look at this thing as dead on the surface, but in fact, life is tenacious, and if you stick it a little, it will come back. You've made potions, they've memorized your taste, and they'll crawl into your body along your wounds! When the time comes, don't try to let me save you again! ”

When Yan Xiaowei heard this, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, and even tore a long strip of cloth from under the placket, and re-wrapped the wound on her wrist that had been bandaged for a while, leaving no gaps at all.

When the Nine Emperor Prince woke up, it was already evening, his slender eyelashes fluttered twice, slowly opened, stared at the stone wall above his head for a long time, tilted his head, and saw Yan Xiaoyun who was napping with his knees closed around the bonfire.

When he was in a daze, he vaguely heard someone talking in his ear, waking him up, and now that he thinks about it, this person may be her.

His deep gaze was fixed on her face, and the flames of the bonfire flickered, illuminating her already beautiful face even more vividly.

Suddenly, a shadow hung over his eyes, obscuring his vision.

He raised his eyes in surprise to meet a crumpled old face.

The old woman glanced at him angrily, reached out and touched his pulse, which was steady. But she still couldn't help but complain: "That little girl doesn't know, don't you know how you got this Gu poison?" Although the Gu worms have been removed, if you want to clean up the residual poison in your body, it will take three years and five years. During this period, you have to pay attention, don't involve that mind, otherwise, even if you don't die, it will be enough for you! ”

The eyes of the Nine Emperor Princes narrowed slightly, and inexplicable emotions flowed through their eyes.

Seeing this, the old woman sighed softly: "Oh, you are such a stupid person! ”

Suddenly, she thought of something, and shook her head to herself: "These five poisonous Gu are really not called the wrong name, once they are hit by the Gu, if they are touched by someone, they will be poisoned." The funny thing is that only someone who touches your heart can save you. However, when I see her again, I will still be tempted...... In the end, the only one who is tormented is you! ”

The old woman glanced back at Yan Xiaoyi, who was dozing off on the side, approached the Nine Emperor Princes and whispered to him, "Do you want the old woman to help you?" In order to save you, she promised me a condition, and I haven't thought about what to ask her for yet. You say, how about I let her marry you? ”

The Nine Emperors' pupils shrank, his eyelashes trembled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Grandma, she and I are not what you think." I don't know her well, and besides, she seems to have already made a promise. ”

The old woman's white eyebrows twisted slightly, and she sneered lightly: "If you move your heart and your mouth is hard, hum, you deserve to be tortured!" ”

As she spoke, she shook her hand and staggered to the couch in the back room, lying down with her back to him.

The Nine Emperor Princes glanced at Yan Xiaoyi, who was hanging his head, and suddenly there was a dull pain in his chest, and his body became hot and cold. His heart sank, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, so he quickly closed his eyes and forced himself to silently recite the scriptures he had studied in the temple when he was young, so as to hold his mind.

Yan Xiaowei originally wanted to sit by the bonfire and roast the fire, but when she opened her eyes again, it was already bright outside. Her body moved slightly, and her waist and feet hurt and went numb as if they were about to be broken. Curled up in the corner all night, her body was starting to look like hers.

Hunched over the cave wall and limped out of the cave, he saw an old man and a young man sitting outside.

When the old woman saw her, she couldn't help but pout: "A girl's family, the sun only gets up when the sun is drying her buttocks, it's really embarrassing!" ”

Yan Xiaoyi's face was a little red, and his eyes quietly looked at the Nine Emperor Princes, but he just sat upright and looked at the ground with his eyes down, without even glancing at her.

Yan Xiaowei pursed her lips and limped over: "Hey, how are you feeling, are you feeling better?" ”

The Nine Emperor Princes twisted his face to the other side, and nodded with an extremely cold attitude: "Well, you can say goodbye to Grandma, let's go to Rong and cultivate them!" ”

Yan Xiaoyun was taken aback, yesterday he was still dying and looked like he was about to die, so soon?

However, the old woman was obviously more surprised than her, and the clay bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and instantly broke in half.

Her voice trembled, and her eyes flashed with a complicated look: "Who did you just say?" Rong Xiu? ”