"I lay down all day today, and I was a little dizzy, just after the doctor finished taking the pulse, he said that he could walk a few steps on the ground, so he came to take a look." After waking up, she was a little uneasy, Ji Ruxuan was not around, and her mind repeatedly appeared, Ji Ruxuan's haggard and pale face seemed to be shrouded in an ominous color.

After all, I was a little relieved.

"The master has rested, the eldest princess might as well come back tomorrow." Yan Qing subconsciously blocked the door of the tent.

"I smell the smell of medicine," Jiang Fuguang's face was calm, and he looked at him lightly, "There is the smell of artemisia on the snow, broken intestine grass, and strychnine, these are all highly poisonous things, what kind of disease did he have?" Why are these poisons used? ”

Yan Qing's face turned faintly pale: "Lord, master, his exercises are backfired, and there are faint signs of going mad, because the exercises are too strong, and some special methods are needed to suppress them, but don't worry, the eldest princess, there is a long way, and the son is fine." ”

Jiang Fuguang frowned, went straight past him, and was about to enter the account to take a look.

Yan Qing was startled, and hurriedly rushed over and blocked in front of the eldest princess: "Eldest princess, the master is scattering his strength to suppress the backlash, and you can't go in yet." ”

"I don't bother him, just look outside." Jiang Fuguang said with some worry.

"This ......" Yan Qing didn't know what to do.

The lord is like this now, it's really hard for the eldest princess to see it, under the backlash of the exercises, the lord is delirious, what if the eldest princess is hurt?

Just now he was hurt by the true anger of the Lord.

"Is it serious?" Jiang Fuguang frowned.

Yan Qing didn't dare to say it, and he was embarrassed.

Jiang Fuguang pursed his lips and glanced at Yingluo, Yingluo dodged in front of Yan Qing, Jiang Fuguang lifted the curtain and entered the tent.

"Don't go over!" Yan Qing's heart beat wildly, and he rushed forward.

As soon as he got closer, the pressure in the tent suddenly skyrocketed, and Yan Qing trembled like chaff and sweated.

Jiang Fuguang was almost out of breath.

She held her breath and looked at the man in the medicated bath, her muscles bulging, her lips black, and her expression extremely painful.

Her heart ached, and she subconsciously took a step forward, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and blood-devouring on her face, and his deep eyes were crawling with cobweb-like bloodshots, and in the dim light, it looked really scary.

Fuguang's heart trembled, sour and sour.

"It's me!" She let away her sadness and took a small step forward.

Ji Ruxuan's eyebrows were red, his eyes were empty, and under his red eyes, there was a faint cold dark light flickering, and he looked like Shura in the dim candlelight.

He didn't say a word, obviously didn't recognize her, and looked at her with a cold and merciless gaze.

It's creepy.

"It's me, Jiang Fuguang." She approached the tub.

The killing intent in Ji Ruxuan's eyes almost condensed into substance, and her cold eyes scraped on her like a knife.

"Ayan." Her throat fluttered.

Ji Ruxuan stretched out her arm, and her cold big palm grabbed her throat.

The hand that had always made her feel solid and powerful was cold, shackling her like a snake, Jiang Fuguang trembled, breathing became difficult, and there was some suffocation and pain in his chest.

She insisted on looking him in the eye.

The four eyes met, and the cold gaze was fixed on her face, reflecting her bloodshot cheeks, and Ji Ruxuan's hand seemed to be burned, and she suddenly withdrew it.

"Kill her, kill her."

"Kill her."

"Kill!"

In his mind, thousands of ghosts conjured up, constantly wailing in pain in his head, screaming violently, like dense thorns, making him have a headache and split, like a mad demon.

"No!" Ji Ruxuan covered his head, and after a few muffled snorts, he fainted.

"Jun Xuan." Jiang Fuguang shouted anxiously.

After four full hours, it was finally over, Yan Qing wiped a cold sweat, lifted a thousand pounds of steps, and walked into the tent.

"It's all right." He said.

Jiang Fuguang frowned: "Is he so painful every time he exercises backlash?" ”

"It's okay," Yan Qing lowered his eyes, avoiding the eldest princess's inquiring eyes, "This time is more serious, the Dao Master has prepared five poison pills to alleviate the backlash of the exercises, as long as you take it every month, the backlash will be reduced a lot." ”

"Is there no other way to relieve the pain?" Her face turned pale.

Yan Qing replied truthfully: "If you practice the exercises, you will be able to reduce the backlash." ”

Therefore, no one else can help him, he can only rely on himself, Jiang Fuguang is very distressed: "You martial arts practitioners, there should be many ways to assist in cultivation!" ”

With the majestic eyes of the eldest princess, Yan Qing turned out of the box, and the stack of prescriptions that Yu Hengzi had opened before had medicinal food that strengthened the foundation and peiyuan, medicinal wine that strengthened the muscles and bones, and medicinal baths that boiled the muscles and bones......

The recipe is a good recipe, and the problem is that the master is afraid of hardship.

……

Ji Ruxuan had that dream again.

He was dragged into the dark and endless land by thousands of evil ghosts, and the girl walked towards him with the lantern of the jade rabbit pounding medicine, and gently stretched out her hand to him: "Jun Xuan, let's go home." ”

He reached out and grabbed a soft hand and squeezed it tightly.

"Jun Xuan?"

A soft call in his ears.

Ji Ruxuan opened his eyes.

When the sky was bright and the tent was thorough, Fuguang sat on the edge of the couch, looked down at him, and asked with concern, "Are you better?" ”

Ji Ruxuan nodded, unable to tell whether this was a dream or reality.

Fuguang fed him a few pills, his mouth was full of bitterness and it was difficult to swallow, he swallowed, his brows tightened, there was a sound of laughter in his ears, and a bowl of water was handed to his lips.

Ji Ruxuan drank a bowl of water with her hand, and looked at her without blinking, with deep eyes.

Jiang Fuguang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "Can you recognize me?" ”

He moved his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Ah Yan." ”

Fuguang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to withdraw his hand, but he reached out and held it: "Are you feeling better?" ”

She smiled with her eyebrows: "The Taoist took the pulse in the morning and said that the symptoms have subsided, there is no major problem, and you can fully recover after a period of recuperation." ”

Ji Ruxuan's eyes looked at her fixedly, and when she saw that her complexion was indeed much better, she was a little more relieved.

Yu Hengzi entered the tent and administered needles to Ji Ruxuan, helping him to carry out his qi and suppress the residual poison, Ji Ruxuan sat on the bed, his body full of silver needles.

Jiang Fuguang was suspicious of Yan Qing's words, and asked Yu Hengzi about Ji Ruxuan's physical condition.

Without Ji Ruxuan's permission, Yu Hengzi naturally wouldn't tell the truth, but just avoided the important and trivialized: "I was eaten by the exercises, and I went crazy." ”

Jiang Fuguang pursed his lips.

Qi's family is a martial arts heirloom, she is too poor to practice martial arts, but she also knows that people who practice martial arts are eaten by the exercises, and go mad, the meridians will be broken, and the worst will be killed.

Ji Ruxuan, as a waste prince, has been confined to the cold palace since he was a child, and his martial arts practice depends on personal exploration, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes and omissions, and the meridians have been damaged for many years, and because of the fierceness of the exercises he has practiced, he is in a bad situation, and he is in a hurry, which has buried the bane of the backlash of the exercises, and it is also thanks to the fact that he has learned the orthodox Taoist exercises.