18 Negotiate a condition
"Look at this." Changle walked up to him and sat on the ground, and opened the cloth bag, "It is said that it can detoxify a lot of poison, and even if it can't be eradicated, it can relieve some symptoms." β
Jiang Xian looked at it and said, "It's better to talk than nothing." β
Changle knew that this herb could play a role somewhat, and she couldn't tell whether it was joy or worry, so she hid the dragon heart grass behind her, "Talk about a condition." β
"Negotiate terms with me at this time, but you are the loser." Jiang Xian's lips were cracked, and the blood oozing out was very dark.
"But I can't save you in vain." Changle smiled, "I know you don't even have the strength to raise your hand now, who told you not to keep those guards who are loyal to you, but to tie up with me?" Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? β
"Then tell me, who should I keep them? My itinerary is kept secret, and no one knows about it except my own. Jiang Xian lowered his eyes, "Get some dirt to cover up the blood I vomited." β
Changle took a look, and it turned out that the bloody gas had attracted some ants and reptiles.
She took a handful of soil and covered it: "Since there is an inner ghost, you are not safe anywhere." β
"I hinted that it was too eastern, and letting them split up is an opportunity to give that person a chance to report the news, or do you really think that Yu Dong will leave me alone?" He was a little smug.
Changle was glad that he did not choose to flee for his life recklessly.
"Well, even if someone will come to save you, when will he come? Two days a day or ten days? All I know is that you can't hold it anymore. β
"Not necessarily." Jiang Xian gently denied.
Seeing that he didn't have the strength to shake his head, Changle smiled a little arbitrarily: "Then I will leave you to fend for yourself." β
"I can't cure this poison, I can only use poison to make poison when the poison occurs, to take something more poisonous, and my blood is extremely poisonous, but I have never tasted it, maybe I should make an exception today." His eyes were half-closed, and there was a wry smile on his lips.
Changle felt incredible, she picked up a branch and was about to pick up the layer of soil that had just been covered.
"Don't look at it, it's all dead and turned to black ash." Jiang Xian stopped.
It turns out that this is really not a joke.
"Then you still eat this dragon's heart." Changle changed her mind, she couldn't watch a person suck her own flesh.
"I don't like your eyes." But he turned his face, it was inexplicable.
"From there, I saw compassion and pity."
Changle retracted his blank eyes and looked at the poisonous weed that the wild wolf guarded with his life in his hand, "Why should I sympathize with you?" Isn't it me the more pitiful one? The country is ruined, life and death are undecided, and there is non-stop nonsense with a mortal enemy. β
Jiang Xian was rarely silent.
There is the sound of stagnant water dripping in the cave, which is surprisingly pleasant when everything is silent.
"Then tell me about your conditions." His words were plain and soft.
Changle thought it was nothing more than weakness and fatigue after prostration.
"I want you to save me, from your mother's hand." It's a naΓ―ve request, but it couldn't be more realistic.
"Okay." Unexpectedly, he agreed, "But it's useless to agree now, there will be an opportunity to change the hexagram in the future, when it comes to Yu Han, it is the world of our mother and son, I want to go back on my word, what can you do with me?" I'm not a gentleman either, and I don't have such a stupid thing as a promise! β
It was Changle's turn to be speechless.
She threw the dragon heart grass, pretended to step on it again, and suddenly smiled: "I'm not afraid that you won't be trustworthy." β
"I want to hear about it." Jiang Xian seemed to be in better spirits.