Chapter Twenty-Three: Wrong
If you lose, you don't lose the battle, and it's a pity that Zhi has to suffer this dumb loss.
"Xiao Li'er is the best, don't hurry up to detoxify this divine doctor." He has always been the only one who regrets Zhi hurting people invisibly, but he didn't expect that there was also a calculation today.
"The antidote? There is no ......" Luo Li really made a difficulty, this leggings and staring pill was refined from the few poisons given by the master, and it was too late to develop an antidote.
Seeing Luo Li's hesitant appearance, could it be that he was really going to die young, and his fate was explained here?
Bei Ming Ye leaned down and was thinking about pulling Luo Li up, which was originally a drunken remark of Sorry Zhi, but he never thought that Luo Li would take it seriously.
"There's really no antidote, but I'm probably going to have a solution."
Before he could react, he saw the heart-slashing dagger cut through Luo Li's palm.
"Luo'er!" It's too late for the North Styx to step forward to stop it.
Luo Li thought that the Northern Styx had given her the Hundred Poison Pill before, plus some strange herbs, and thought that even if she couldn't completely remove the poison for the Pity Zhi, it shouldn't be difficult to save her life.
Yan Xizhi never thought that she had lost face in the hands of a little girl, and now she was reduced to relying on a little girl to save herself.
After a moment, Zhizhi's stiff body gradually became conscious.
"Xiao Li'er's hand is fine!" This dagger goes down, but it hurts a lot, and it is the iron heart of the Northern Night, his apprentice is not distressed, and this divine doctor is still distressed.
"Master, the apprentice is wrong." Luo Li looked at the already pale face of the Northern Night, gloomy and terrifying.
"Does Luo'er know what's wrong?" The North Night turned around, glanced at the bandaged hand and pretended to leave.
"Luo'er shouldn't be ruthless and make the divine doctor ...... danger" Before Luo Li finished speaking, Bei Ming Ye flicked his sleeves angrily and left.
"Master......"
Mourning Zhi gently rubbed Luo Li's head.
"Silly Li'er, your master feels sorry for you." As soon as she thought about going back to her room, she suddenly thought of something.
"By the way, Xiao Li'er has a name for that poison just now?"
Luo Li really didn't think about the name, and she had been thinking about how she should coax the master now, so she dealt with it casually.
"Stretch out your legs and stare at the pill."
Loud but not elegant enough, I regret that Zhiyu's bone fan is shaking.
"Why don't you call it, how about ten incense soft tendons?" Until he watched Luo Li leave, he regretted that Zhi summoned the little guy beside him.
"What do you see, why don't you hurry up and help the doctor back to the room." This time, this miracle doctor really lost face and lost completely.
Zhi took a sip of sobering tea, but mentioned it casually as if she were talking to herself.
"The apprentice doesn't know how the master lost his face, or is all the master has always wanted is a female disciple?"
A sip of tea squirted out and almost choked Zhi to death, but by the faint candlelight, a figure was reflected on the door, and the wind intensified, blowing the door creaked, and suddenly the door opened.
"How could the young master of Liancheng be here?" Xi Zhi thought of the unbearable scene where he was foaming at the mouth just now, and he had been looked at by Bi Jiuluo, and this old face was really gone.
"Why, this master of the city that never sleeps can come, and Jiuluo can't come?" Bi Jiuluo casually lifted his robe, sat down upright, only replaced the cold water and cold tea, and re-boiled a new pot.
If it is said that it is in the middle of the night, the young master of the dignified city is just to make a pot of tea, and he will not believe it even if he drinks three cups of the fairy drunk.
"What, isn't the master afraid that this tea is poisonous?" Bi Jiuluo picked up the teacup and drank it all, but his face was not so good-looking.
"Where is the young master?" It's a pity that Zhizhi's big mouth is dry, except for being a little hot, I really haven't tasted the taste of this tea.
"Master Mo is not thinking, why did Jiuluo come?" Bi Jiuluo put down the teacup, and her face suddenly became serious.
"Ahem, how can this divine doctor be able to do it, how can he be worthy of your master, young master." As soon as Yan Xizhi's words fell, she saw the tea seeping out from between Bi Jiuluo's fingers.
Bi Jiu got up and stopped in front of the door.
"Does the master refuse to accept a disciple or just refuse to ask for this disciple?" Until Bi Jiuluo pushed the door away, the cold wind forced Xi Zhi to shiver.
What about the dignified Demon Lord, do you still have a little mind, is it possible to think that this divine doctor is really trying to rob him of his apprentice?
If it were in the past, who would have calculated the death of a miracle doctor, naturally don't think about cheap.
But unexpectedly, a few days later, Zhi Zhi did not say goodbye, leaving only a red porcelain bottle in the room, with the word antidote written on it.
"Luo'er's hands are all back?" Since that day, for more than a month, the Northern Dark Night has not paid attention to Luo Li, and even the daily morning and dusk province has been exempted.
Wushuang could see at a glance the thoughts of the Northern Night.
"If you are worried about Miss, just go and see for yourself, if Miss sees Miss, no matter how big the pain is, it will be half better."
"Mouthy!" Bei Ying Ye hesitated for a moment, and after a few steps, he left Wushuang behind him and went straight to Luo Ge, but unfortunately Luo Li was not in the room.
"Xinyu meets the king." Xinyu was secretly happy, thinking that being so troubled by Luo Li made a gap between the monarch and the divine doctor, and now the monarch will not be as focused on Luo Li as before.
"Luo'er, she ......," Bei Ying Ye turned around and was thinking about leaving.
"Miss, she, she is in the back mountain, playing with Xiao Tao Xiaocui and those people all day long, and the slave maid is a little happy when she looks at Miss."
"Presumptuous!" Bei Ying Ye turned around suddenly, and Xinyu was so frightened that she was busy kneeling on the ground.
"The slave knows her mistake, please punish the king, the slave and the maid should not discuss the rights and wrongs of the young lady!" Xinyu's legs trembled, but her fingers were eager to dig into the veil.
"No next time." Wushuang saw that the northern dark night had gone away, and was busy chasing out.
"It's buried here." Luo Li muttered in his mouth, what a good little statue, why did he die without a body.
"What is the city lord looking for, do you need the help of the minions to find it together?"
"No need." It's not a big deal in the first place, Luo Li avoided the mansion today and asked Xiao Tao and Xiao Cui to come alone, naturally not just to find Xiao Xiang such a trivial matter.
"Is Little Peach your name?" Luo Li looked at Xiao Tao with an embarrassed face and guessed a rough idea, she had long heard that Xiao Tao had no father and no mother since she was a child.
"If Xiao Tao is willing, what do you think of the name Tao Yao?" The peach is dying, scorching its glory.
"Tao Yao thanks the city lord for the name." Tao Yao, run away, the city lord's implication is to ask her to run faster when she can't beat it.
Seeing this, Xiaocui was busy reporting her name, Zhu Cui.
"The beauty is both idle, and the red lips and green eyebrows are bright. What a name. Before Luo Li finished speaking, she saw Xiao Tao Xiaocui suddenly kneeling on the ground.
"Taoyao, Zhu Cui is willing to follow the city lord to the death."
Luo Li leaned over and helped the two of them up.
"Don't call me the city lord again in the future, if you and the other two are willing, I will be your master, the only master in this life, and others will not be able to be the master......"