Chapter 572: Eighteen Kinds of Martial Arts

Hua Weiluo leaned over gently, lay on his chest, listened to the heartbeat in his chest, and whispered: "Little junior brother, you must not have anything to do......"

It's a pity that in the quiet night, only the crickets outside the room answered her one after another.

After about half an hour, Xiaobai knocked on the door with a bowl of boiled medicinal juice in his hand and walked in.

He put the medicinal juice on the round table in the room, then walked over to Hua Weiluo and glanced at Zhishan lying on the bed, hesitated, or asked in a low voice, "Woman, have you thought about it?" ”

"Hmm......" Hua Weiluo raised her head slightly, looked at Xiaobai with a pair of moist eyes, and sighed softly: "I can't let the little junior brother lie down like this......"

“……”

Xiao Bai's clear eyes suddenly flashed with a complicated light.

"But...... Xiao Bai ......" Hua Weiluo hesitated for a moment, and then asked him the question in his heart, "Zhifang said that the person who was hit by that poison would itch all over his body and couldn't help scratching, but why did I see that the little junior brother didn't react at all, just falling asleep??" ”

"Hmm......" Xiaobai hesitated for a moment, and then glanced at the flowers.

Because your little brother is a thousand-year-old monster!! With his Taoism, although he can't completely resist the poison, he won't have the same reaction as ordinary people who are poisoned......

However, Xiao Bai didn't say these words, he glanced at Zhishan lightly, and then hesitated: "Probably...... Because the supreme inner strength is profound...... He should have given himself some points to prevent the poison from spreading faster......"

"Ah...... That's ......" Hua Weiluo nodded, then looked at Zhishan and replied in a low voice: "He did point his own hole." ”

"Hmm...... But ......" Xiao Bai's eyes swept back and forth on Zhishan and Hua Weiluo's body, and after a while, he asked tentatively: "He is already in a coma now...... You...... What can you do with him...... What's that...... Yes?? ”

"Uh......" Before the flowers fell, a small white face blushed to the base of the neck.

"......" Xiaobai looked at Hua Weiluo's embarrassed appearance, and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to be asking this question at the right time, so he hurriedly waved his hand at Hua Weiluo and said: "What, I'll just ask casually, you don't have to care too much, if you have any eighteen kinds of martial arts, what can you give the supreme good Taoist who has fallen asleep...... Don't tell me, don't tell me!! ”

"Little White ......" Hua Weiluo suddenly became even more embarrassed after hearing his words, what is the eighteen kinds of martial arts!?

She's just a novice, and she hasn't been on the road yet!!

"It's okay, no need to explain!!" Xiao Bai smiled at Hua Weiluo, then pointed to the bowl of medicinal juice placed on the round table in the room, and said to her seriously: "After a while, you feed him this bowl of medicinal juice to drink, and then you can find a way...... Ahem...... So what...... Ahem...... Then rub the dripping blood on his acupoint. ”

"......" The flowers did not fall, and a pair of eyes suddenly embarrassed and didn't know where to look.

"I'll go out first, go outside the yard and guard you, you...... You should do it as soon as possible...... If this Thousand Souls Scatter has not been cured for more than twelve hours after being poisoned. ”