But that doesn't matter anymore.

As long as he can detoxify her, he doesn't care about anything!

The ink monkey didn't answer, just squeaked, picked up the dagger, stretched out his sharp nails and gently scraped it in the place full of Yin poisonous blood, and immediately jumped into the arms of the snow ginseng doll, "Let's go, this direction." ”

The figure of the snow ginseng doll immediately turned into a streamer and disappeared in front of Zi Yunchen.

Zi Yunchen raised the corners of his lips and smiled, but he couldn't laugh after all.

The Nine-Tailed Snow Fox and Lei Yan sighed sadly.

They want to go, too, but they are not fast enough and will only lag behind.

Chao Lei Yan's divine sense entered the four words "Yin Yin Poisonous Blood", Zi Yunchen ordered: "You go to Shuhailou and find out all the classics related to these four words. ”

Lei Yan finally found something to do, and immediately pulled the nine-tailed snow fox towards Shuhai Tower.

Zi Yunchen slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out his fingertips to smooth her brow that was slightly frowning from pain in her coma, held her in his arms, and put his hand on her vein.

The pulse is faint but steady.

Before, the Yin Poison Blood was only an inch away from the heart veins, but now it is still an inch away.

This situation is as if she walked to the ghost gate, only to find that the door of the ghost gate was closed, and there was no need to go in.

Her fire is not a three-thousand-flower fire, but a divine fire.

The moment he knew the secret, he was not angry at her for concealing it, but finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She doesn't just have three days to survive!

"Kitten, bear with me for a few more days." Zi Yunchen's expression seemed to be crying and laughing, and he stretched out his hand to outline her outline over and over again, his voice was hoarse and soft, "I will definitely find a way to save you." ”

Two days later, the wine fairy returned first and brought back the Golden Lotus Poison Incense.

Seeing that Luo Qingyin's poison did not have a tendency to deteriorate, the wine fairy neatly lit the Golden Lotus Poison Incense, took a breath, and poured a big sip of wine on his head: "I owe Lao Nantou a big favor, and he said that he wanted me to pay back the heart of my first love." The little girl doesn't wake up, this first love is difficult. ”

Nanchanaburi is as famous as Donghuafu, West Sea, and Ice Polar Sky, and is one of the four major players in the wine industry.

Lao Nantou is a retired patriarch of Nanchanaburi, and he has some friendship with the wine fairy, otherwise, the wine fairy would not have been able to get the golden lotus poison incense so easily.

Zi Yunchen hooked the corners of his lips: "Uncle Hard." ”

The wine fairy shook the fan vigorously and sighed, "She can't be fine!" I also hope that Baicaotang will one day become the fifth master in the wine industry! ”

After sighing, without waiting for Zi Yunchen to speak, he threw the pu fan, "I'll think about what to do again." ”

Zi Yunchen looked at his white-haired back, and only felt that he had lost too much of this uncle.

When the master was poisoned, the uncle and he traveled all over the mountains to find the antidote.

Now that Luo Qingyin is poisoned, Uncle Shi still has to run around.

After the master detoxified the poison with Jiupin monkey wine, he left the last sip to him, and did not give it to the uncle, who was so angry that he didn't talk to the master for three months.

However, the bottle of Jiupin Monkey Wine that Luo Qingyin gave out when he went to Jiuxianju for the first time, Uncle Shi still thought that Master's body needed to be recuperated, so he only took one sip and gave the rest to Master.

This kindness......

Zi Yunchen let out a long sigh.

At the end of the third day, Hu Lao came back from the Little Medicine Valley empty-handed, shook his head and said, "The Little Medicine Valley can't do anything either. ”

Only, wait for the ink monkey.

The ink monkey returned on the fifth day, and the snow ginseng doll fell straight into the rippling lake like a stone falling from the sky, and it took a long time for him to get wet out of the water.

"Squeak, I'm tired."

The ink monkey shook the water on his body and jumped into Luo Qingyin's room, Luo Qingyin was still lying on the bed, his face was pale, his breath was unstable, he couldn't open his eyes, but he couldn't breathe.

Seeing it come back, Zi Yunchen said eagerly: "Is there any gain?" ”

"Of course." The ink monkey scratched his face and said, "Take it with the snow." ”

As he was talking, the snow ginseng doll had already run in on her little short legs, and her clothes were dripping with water.

Zi Yunchen hurriedly sent him a piece of Xuan Qi to help him dry his clothes.

"We've found everything about the poisonous blood." Snow ginseng doll took out a worn-out ancient book from the Na ring, "This is ...... Hey? Broken Monkey, what's this? ”

"Stupid!" The ink monkey glanced at it casually and said, "This is the tracking record book of the Yin Witch." ”

An ominous premonition rose in Zi Yunchen's heart: "What is the Yin Witch?" ”

"I'll tell you later." The ink monkey grabbed the second book that the snow ginseng doll had just taken out, flipped through it, and said, "This is the production method of Yin Yin poisonous blood, squeak." ”

Waiting for the snow ginseng doll to take out the last one, the ink monkey said happily: "This is the effect of Yin Yin poisonous blood!" ”

When Hu Lao and Jiuxian heard the news, they rushed to ask, "There is no solution?" ”

The ink monkey glanced at them with disdain: "Knowing its production method, knowing its origin and function, still can't you understand?" ”

The two old men said with a stumbling face, and hurriedly picked up the classics and looked through them.

As soon as they flipped it, both of them were dumbfounded.

Zi Yunchen picked up the third book and was also dumbfounded.

It's all old sayings.

He can't read it!

Don't be so pitiful!

With a glimmer of hope, Zi Yunchen looked at the ink monkey: "Broken monkey, can you understand?" ”

The ink monkey jumped on the table, crossed Erlang's legs with the appearance of an uncle, and said, "Nonsense, how can you stupid humans compare with the master?" ”

The snow ginseng doll muttered, "Broken Monkey, how old are you?" ”

The ink monkey bared his teeth: "Bigger than you." ”

Well, that's more than ten thousand years old.

No wonder it can read ancient languages.

Zi Yunchen hurriedly said, "It's important to get down to business." You tell me the contents of the book, and I will ask Master to refine the Shape Pill for you. ”

Lake Lao: "......"

Selling the master is too neat, right?

"Ye is not in a hurry to transform into a shape." The ink monkey complained, slapped a paw on the ancient book, and said solemnly, "Yin Yin poisonous blood is something used by the ancient soul clan to create gods, and they have taken the name of disgusting Bala, called the god-making plan." ”

Hu Lao and the wine fairy couldn't help but glance at each other.

"A man who is poisoned by yin and blood will die; Half of a woman's poisonous blood may die. The ink monkey pointed to Luo Qingyin, who was pale and unconscious on the bed, "After being hit by the Yin Yin poisonous blood, there is no antidote, and the only way is to let the Yin Yin poisonous blood invade the heart, and if you can survive three days, you can live." ”

If you can't survive, you'll die.

Cold sweat broke out from the corners of Zi Yunchen's forehead, and he said in a dumb voice: "Is there no other way?" ”

"With the physique of a stupid woman, eighty percent will not die, squeak." The ink monkey didn't have the slightest nervousness on his face, scratched his butt and said, "The purpose of Yin Yin poisonous blood is not to poison people, but to purify the bloodline. ”

Hu Lao was surprised: "So, Yin Yin poisonous blood is not useless?" ”

How many people want pure blood and can't do it in their lifetime!

Mao Dun Literature