"Huh? Why isn't Master Quan in the room, did he go to the back mountain to dig herbs? I went to look for him and said goodbye to him by the way. ”

Jiu'er thought to herself, and before she knew it, she walked to the back mountain.

But let her run around the mountains and fields stupidly, except for picking a large handful of dog's tail grass, where is the shadow of Master Quan.

"Hey, forget it, let's go back, it's too late for Wen Lan and the masters to worry about me." Jiu'er was wandering around in a large meadow and thinking boredly, so he turned around and planned to run back to the Boruo Temple.

"Oops!"

Just as Jiu'er turned around, he didn't pay attention, and he tripped over a big object under his feet.

"It hurts." She rubbed her red forehead and jumped to her feet. I just wanted to scold a few words who was so immoral and littered and made her fall, but after a closer look, she couldn't help but jump out of the distance with a wow.

She slowed down, walked over quietly, pulled out the grass and looked carefully, the big object that tripped her was actually a person lying quietly on the grass!

Jiu'er was frightened, hurriedly stepped forward, and asked a little anxiously:

"Hey, who are you? Hurry up, are you hurt? So, are you still alive? Wake up, hey, hey, hey..."

Seeing that the man was lying motionless, his face covered with blood, Jiu'er Fu squatted down again and patted him hard, trying to wake him up, but when he raised his hand, his hands were already stained with blood, but no matter how she shouted, the "blood man" still didn't react at all.

Jiu'er raised her head and looked at the towering peaks, and said to herself:

"Boss, you can't fall from such a high mountain, do you? How much revenge are you doing, pushing people down from such a high mountain? Or, you still can't think of jumping off yourself? Are you seeking revenge or martyrdom? Falling so high, this ...... Can you still live? ”

Jiu'er was chattering while guessing in a mess, when the person under his feet seemed to move, frowned painfully, and moaned in a low voice:

"You're so annoying......".

"Ah!! Live, live! You're not dead, are you? Master Quan! Master of the World! Wen Lan, come and save people! Here a man fell from the hill ......"

Inside the room.

Master Wuquan shook his head: "This person fell from a height, and he should have broken all the bones in his body, injured his lungs, and finally died of blood loss. After all, no one has survived a fall from such a high mountain. Luckily, he escaped the branches and sharp rocks he passed during the fall, and ended up landing alive. I had just examined him carefully, and his bones were intact, except for a few broken veins. Although he was hit by several knives in his body, and the wounds were deep to the bone, and the knife was fatal, he still had strong willpower, so he could survive until now, which shows that he should have a deep foundation in martial arts on weekdays, and he is a tough guy. Although his injuries are all in critical positions, it is not difficult for me, I am sure that they will be dealt with, as long as they are properly adjusted, I believe he will recover soon. ”

Listening to his words, just as everyone exhaled with reassurance, thinking that it was okay, Wu Yan continued:

"But...... The most difficult question at the moment is...... I saw a dark green worm from his wound, it was a very special Miao Jiang Gu poison, called Rodent Heart Gu. This poison is refined with eighteen kinds of poisonous insects and poisonous herbs that are cold to yin, if you want to unravel them, you must take time to extract their ingredients to know the type and preparation order of the Gu poison, and then use its relatively yang to soft grass insects to refine, before you can detoxify. And it will take at least seven days for this to be tested. However, if the antidote is not configured in the right order, the antidote will become poison, and his body will be twice as toxic, and he will die instantly. If he is not treated, within three days, the small worms in his body will swell into fleshy turtles, bite everywhere in his body, lay eggs, invade every inch of pores, and finally burrow into the patient's heart to eat it. Domestic and external offensives are still powerless. But right now, I'm afraid, he can't wait so long for seven days."

Jiu'er kept staring at the unconscious man beside her, with an angular face, a straight nose, sword eyebrows, and starry eyes, a familiar feeling made her feel that the man in front of her seemed to have seen it somewhere.

The tall and strong body now looks so weak, for some reason, there is a trace of distress in Jiu'er's heart.

"Master Quan, please think of another way, save him, he looks about the same age as us, so young, if he dies in a mess like this, what a pity? And, and he's pretty good-looking......"

Before he finished speaking, Jiu'er was carried out by Xinglan: "Talking nonsense again, go out quickly, Master Quan is going to change his medicine."

"Oh, then you must save him, it's hard work, I'll buy any medicinal materials now."

Closing the door, Master Wuquan sighed: "Ahem, Amitabha, the fate is determined in a few days, donor, look at your creation." Xinglan, turn him over, cut his clothes, I'll give him a bone first, as for detoxification, let me think about it again, but ...... It's hard."

"Okay, Master." Xinglan gently turned the man over, and used scissors to cut all the clothes behind his shoulders, and in an instant, his broad and strong back was all exposed.

Looking at everything in front of him, Xinglan suddenly froze, and when he saw this, he hurriedly walked over to check, looking at the sleeping man, he was also stunned. After a long time, Master Quan said silently, "Go ahead, invite a few other masters over."

.........

It's night.

Jiu'er was originally going to pack up and go home with Yuanzhou during the day, but because he was frightened during the day and tired from practicing recently, he went to bed early.

The night is getting darker and darker.

I saw that a small hole was suddenly broken in the window paper in the room, and then a bamboo pipe was stretched in, and a wisp of green smoke drifted by, and Jiu'er slept even deeper.

"Squeak-",

The door opened, and Master Wuquan, who was dressed in plain clothes, walked in silently.

He quietly looked at the sleeping Jiu'er, and after a while, he gently picked up her shallot-like fingers, twisted a silver needle from the cuff with his hand, and pierced it with a lightning-like pop.

In an instant, a drop of bright red beads rolled down into the shell, like a tear-like cinnabar, crystal clear.

Looking at the blood beads in front of him and constantly rolling down, Master Quan muttered, "Jiu'er, now you are the only one who can save him......