Larks, shells, and grass......

A string of medicinal names appeared in her mind, and then, a voice came from the bottom of her heart: "These are the prescriptions for removing the herbs, as long as you boil water with them, you can get rid of the poison of the herbs." ”

The answer to the painstaking meditation was suddenly solved, and Lu Linglong was slightly stunned.

Zhao Li thought that she hadn't come up with a way when she saw her like this, "It's okay, I'm already grateful that your little girl can cure my fever, let me worry about other things." ”

"No, it's not." Lu Linglong shook her head slightly, her expression was a little abrupt: "Actually, I thought of a solution." ”

"Huh?"

"Let's try something else now."

She also picked these herbs, and when they were boiled into water and dripped on the leaves of the herbs, the leaves quickly turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhao Li was already hopeless, but when he saw this scene, he muttered: "It's really successful." ”

Lost contact with his subordinates for nearly two months, he was trapped in a small world. No matter how tormented I am, I can't even get a little news.

"Linglong, thank you."

He solemnly promised: "You have not only saved my life. If I, Zhao Li, have a chance to seize power, as long as I don't harm the interests of the people of my country, I can promise you. ”

Outside the light curtain.

"Can Lu Linglong really make an antidote? How could I be so unbelievable! She is Lu Linglong, that alchemy waste Lu Linglong! ”

"She was able to terminate the fever symptoms probably because of residual memories, but it was more than ten times more difficult to go to the grass than before."

"Haven't you noticed that the current Lu Linglong is almost exactly the same as the previous Lu Lingxi, both of them are kind-hearted, and their talent for refining medicine is still high."

"What the hell is going on? How do I think it's weird."

When night came, Lu Linglong and Zhao Li quietly sneaked out of Shopkeeper Li's house.

East of the city, Wutong Mountain.

The shoes of the two were sprinkled with potions, and as they walked along the grass, the flowers that were stepped on quickly turned white and quickly withered.

Zhao Li took Lu Linglong's hand and kept adding potions to the upper halfway. When he finally finished this part of the road, a thin layer of sweat had formed on Zhao Li's back.

He was still a little afraid, "I remember the last time I walked through this meadow, a lot of people died. ”

At that time, in order to protect his life, his subordinates used their bodies as a bridge to help him escape to the opposite side, while the rest of his men stopped on the other side and fought with the concubine's men.

The foot of the mountain is quiet, only the sound of insects.

Zhao Li took out the jade whistle he carried with him and blew it gently, and a very characteristic sound sounded in the silent night. Short, but not harsh. At night, it looks like a birdsong, and it's almost imperceptible.

Zhao Li's gaze fell on the darkness.

Although the little boy was wearing a coarse linen shirt, he was imposing.

Soon, someone came to him, and the man in black choked up in a voice: "Your Highness! ”

Behind him, followed by more than a dozen men in black, a group of people knelt down in front of Zhao Li.

"Huo San, I'm back."

Zhao Li walked up to the man in front of him and patted him on the shoulder.

Lu Linglong looked at it, and in the next second, a knife was across her neck, and Huo San gritted his teeth: "Who is the master of your family?" Dare to murder His Highness! ”

The snow-white blade reflected at night, and the other party drew the sword too fast, almost setting off a gust of wind around Lu Linglong.

Feeling the killing intent, Lu Linglong was frightened, and almost instantly, he was so frightened that he subconsciously burst into tears.

"You scared her!" Zhao Li kicked Huo San hard.

He squatted down and hugged Lu Linglong in his arms, his eyes angry: "Huo San, I haven't seen each other for dozens of days, are you already so impulsive now?!" ”

"Linglong is Lone's life-saving benefactor, if it weren't for her, Lone would be lying in a mass grave by now."

"Even the poison of this hidden grass, she came up with an antidote to let Lone pass through this grassland!"

"You bully her so much in front of Your Highness, do you think that Lone has fallen to the point where you can all be bullied?!"

Huo San was stunned for a moment, realizing that he had misunderstood.

He knelt down in a hurry: "Your Highness, it's your subordinates who are impatient." It's really that my subordinates haven't seen His Highness for too long, and I'm worried every day, for fear that something will happen to you. ”

In the rear, some subordinates were deeply touched: "Yes, Your Highness, we have lost contact for so long, and we are in the situation of Your Highness every day." ”

"If you don't show up, we don't know what to do."

"Your Highness, it's good that you're okay."

Even Huo San, an eight-foot strong man, looked at Zhao Li with teary eyes.

Lu Linglong eased up and tugged at Zhao Li's sleeve, "Brother Zhao, I'm fine, don't talk about them." They are also worried about you. ”

There are so many people in the world who are worried about Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao is really happy.

Zhao Li's eyes were complicated, and his hand holding Lu Linglong tightened.

Looking at the tearful eyes of the strong men in front of him, Zhao Li covered the tip of his nose with a sour expression, "Now that Lone has returned, I will definitely take you back what belongs to me!" ”

"Swear allegiance to Your Highness!"

Several people took Zhao Li to their temporary residence.

Someone looked at Lu Linglong, recalled what he had just said, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, is what you just said true?" Can this little female doll really refine the antidote? ”

"I refined it, I came up with it myself."

The man smiled: "Sister, don't laugh, how old are you now?" How could it be. ”

"I just came up with it myself!" Lu Linglong said unconvinced, "I don't believe you asked Brother Zhao!" ”

"Don't worry. One of our brothers has just touched the ghost's grass today, and is poisoning, and it will be more than two hours, alas, ......"

"I still have potions on me to save him."

"Girl, don't frame me."

The group came to a farmhouse.

In the middle of the house, a man lay on the ground, the faint light of the fire shining on his pale face, his lips completely black, almost lifeless.

Lu Linglong trotted to his side, took out two bottles of liquid medicine, and mixed them together. She pinched his face open and poured the potion in.

Almost visible to the naked eye, the color of the corners of the man's lips gradually lightened, and finally returned to normal pink. Even that face was slightly rosy.

"Me, this is the underworld?" The man slowly opened his eyes, his voice hoarse.

"Old Seven!"

"Woo woo Lao Qi actually lived, it's not in vain that I ask for Buddha every day."

"Thank you, little girl, how did you do that?"

"She really has this strength!"

Even Zhao Li looked at her with burning eyes: "Linglong, it's really a waste of your talent to sing, it's better to go east with me, I'll send you to learn alchemy, you will definitely become the most powerful alchemist." ”