Dreams, dreams, everything is fake!

But Tao Xiaozhi's pain is true!

He convulsed incessantly, his face was like ashes, cold sweat was like a spring, and his heart was in pain!

But strangely enough, the fangs he hung on were still snow-white!

What the hell is going on

Amu held him down and kicked the snoring bucket to wake up.

The iron bucket exclaimed: "What the hell is going on"

"God knows!" said Amu, "You have to ask the old man with peony to know!"

The iron bucket said angrily: "It must be a good thing done by that old man!"

The old dragon also rushed to hear the sound and inquired about the situation.

The old dragon said: "Hurry up and send him to the Soul Breaking Medicine Master." ”

"Haven't you had enough of him," Amu said angrily, "It must be him, who prescribed a poison to poison him to death!"

"He's not that kind of person!" said the old man, "I dare to vouch for my life, there is absolutely no problem with his personality!"

Amu said: "But his medical skills are very problematic, otherwise, how could Xiao Zhi become like this!"

The old dragon said angrily: "No matter what, he is the only doctor here, it is up to you to decide whether to watch him die or send him to be healed!"

The situation is urgent, even if Amu is stubborn, what else can he do?

So, they hugged Tao Xiaozhi and rushed towards the broken soul!

As soon as he went out, he knocked a person into the air, and at first glance, it turned out to be a one-eared dragon!

The one-eared dragon gasped a few times and shouted, "Oh no, no, he's dying!"

Amu said angrily: "Of course I know this, quickly give way to us." ”

"No, I didn't mean him!" the one-eared dragon said with a sigh of relief, "but shaking his chin!"

What's wrong with shaking your chin?

"Don't talk nonsense!" said the old dragon, "Iron bucket, you and the one-eared dragon also send your jaw to the soul breaker, quick!"

They and a group of unwitting dashing forest people, bustling, sent the wounded to the soul of the soul!

After knocking on the door for a long time, he didn't recognize it, Amu kicked the door to pieces, rushed in, and pulled out the little bamboo shoots!

Amu said angrily: "Where's the damn old bastard?"

The little bamboo shoot was almost out of breath and said, "The White Immortal Monk has gone home." ”

The old dragon said: "He is the one who said that the Soul Breaking Medicine Master ......"

Xiao Zhu Shoot said: "My master has gone to the tribe of self-travel. ”

Amu angrily knocked on the head of the little bamboo shoot, "dong dong" sounded, and said: "It's still there during the day, why is it that he disappeared at night, did he do something wrong, hide it, you don't cheat us, quickly tell him to get out, otherwise I will burn down this broken grass hall!"

How could the little bamboo shoot have a chance to speak, he almost broke his neck!

The old dragon knocked Amu into the air and rescued the little bamboo shoot.

Xiao Zhuzhu softened his breath and said, "My master suddenly received an urgent letter from the Ziyou Tribe, saying that he had cracked the 'Grim Reaper's Puzzle', and then galloped to the Ziyou Tribe with the medicine box in the starry night!"

Amu said angrily: "He obviously poisoned my brother with medicine, and he escaped as a thief!"

Xiao Zhuzhu looked at Tao Xiaozhi and shook his chin, and was startled: "Them." In short, it's none of my master's business, they must have taken the wrong medicine according to the instructions, so they ......."

Amu said: "I watched him drink, how could it be wrong!"

The old dragon also said: "Besides, even if they take the wrong medicine, they won't get this consequence, after all, this is a wound treatment, how can there be such an adverse reaction." ”

This makes a lot of sense, and even the oily and sophisticated little bamboo shoots can't cope with it.

The iron bucket couldn't bear the impatience, and roared: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and think about what to do now!"

Shaking his chin, his whole body was bloated, his chin was dripping blood, and there were blood sores all over his body like fire, there was no pus, just a little blood overflowed, and his clothes were stained red sporadically, and he coughed non-stop, spitting out not phlegm but blood!

Tao Xiaozhi convulsed incessantly, his body temperature dropped sharply, cold sweat soaked through his clothes, cold and stiff, more terrible than death! He was no longer conscious, just moaning like a dream, thinking in pieces, he couldn't hear what he was saying, the more he spoke, the quieter he became, and suddenly stopped, not only his mouth stopped, but his body stopped moving, his eyes were dull, he didn't even breathe, and he didn't even have a heartbeat!

Is he dead?

The little bamboo shoot jumped on him, listened, took the pulse, and said, "Quick, press his chest up and down with both hands, this will help him regain his breath!"

"Click" is endless, the electric ball expands, lightning and thunder, and it is about to start!

The little bamboo shoot said: "Everyone, hurry up, lightning is coming!"

With a "crackle", a bolt of lightning galloped out and shot towards Tao Xiaozhi's chest, Tao Xiaozhi twitched for a while, and then regained his calm. Then there was another bolt of lightning, then a third, several in a row, and his body finally improved: faint convulsions, slight breathing, broken dreams, even though he was almost scorched!

The little bamboo shoot pounced on him again, listened to it, took the pulse, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "He finally jumped out of the ghost gate, and locked the 'door'!"

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, Tao Xiaozhi suddenly rolled his eyes again, and everything stopped: convulsions, dreams, breathing, heartbeats. Everything turned into calm, only the shallow smile still hung on the corner of the mouth!

The little bamboo shoot activated the thunderbolt rod, and the lightning staggered out, but it didn't seem to change anything, but the burnt smell was stronger!

The lightning rod fell to the ground and broke, and the little bamboo shoot collapsed to the ground with a depressed face!

Amu grabbed him, raised his fist and said angrily: "Keep electrifying him, why are you standing stupidly"

Xiao Zhu said: "He has ......"

"If you dare to say it again, I can break your neck!" Amu almost lost his frenzy, and threw his fist, but was grabbed by the old dragon's tree vine!

The old dragon said: "He has done his best, so don't embarrass him." ”

"If it weren't for him, and that damn peony head, Xiao Zhi wouldn't have been overnight" Amu couldn't cry, and his trembling fists pulled the old dragon out, but the iron bucket jumped over, one fell with a hug, the two rolled together, hugged their heads and cried, and the little bamboo shoot took the opportunity to break free.

The old dragon said, "You don't have to be sad, maybe. ”

The two turned to look at him quietly, "Maybe, he's not dead yet......"

When everyone heard his words, they were neither happy nor sad, but they didn't know what kind of emotions to output to deal with this sudden stimulus, so they just looked at the person who spoke intently.

Lao Long said: "Actually, Xiao Zhi told me the story of the 'Thousand Years of Ice Cold Spider', and he died that time. ”

The old dragon told how Xiao Zhi encountered the "noodle spider", how he was bitten to death, and how he miraculously came back to life.

Amu wiped a handful of tears and said, "In other words, his virus has flareed up and he hasn't died yet?"

The old dragon said: "I don't know, it's hard to say." I don't know how he escaped last time, but I hope the same miracle happens again......"

Maybe Tao Xiaozhi died from the soul-breaking medicine, or the poison of the spider, or maybe he didn't die at all!

Although the outcome is not yet known, at least there is a glimmer of hope.

At this time, Tao Xiaozhi's stiff and cold body gradually underwent some changes: a thin layer of cold sweat appeared, and a white "film" gradually appeared between the skin and fur.

The iron bucket was a little happy, and patted everyone: "Look, look, this is what the old dragon said!"

But this is actually nothing gratifying, because the poison of the thousand-year-old icy spider can also take his small life for himself!

The one-eared dragon roared, "Don't just look at that side, look at this side, he's already vomiting blood!"