Su Ruotang stopped his movements and condensed at him: "What news?" ”

No. 7 glanced at the woods and slowly retreated, "Mo Xiaoya and the people behind the Shen family are related to Su Muyao. ”

"Miss, be careful of Su Qi."

As the words fell, he touched the ground on his toes, and his body disappeared into the forest like a big bird.

Su Ruotang was stunned.

Be careful of Su Qi?

What does this mean?

Although Su Qi indulged the Zhang family and Su Muyao to harm the original owner, he didn't know about it.

She could obviously feel that Su Qi had extremely complicated feelings for the original owner.

But what is certain is that Su Qi will never hurt her.

Why did Seven say that?

When No. 7 left, Wuyi arrived and raised his sword to deal with the medicine puppet that surrounded Mo Yingyan.

Mo Yingyan saw that Su Ruotang was fine, his body shook, he fell to the ground on one knee, and stabbed the ground with his sword to stabilize his body.

Wuyi leaned against his heart, entered the internal force, and shouted in a low voice: "Concentrate and calm down." ”

Su Ruotang came back to his senses and hurried to Mo Yingyan's side, his slender fingers falling on the pulse of his wrist.

Mo Yingyan looked at the blood stains on the corners of her lips, her eyes were filled with distress, "Does it hurt?" ”

The pulse under the fingertips was low and weak, and the mist spread under Su Ruotang's eyes, and the soft voice was hoarse, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Wuyi rolled his eyes: "You better care about yourself first." ”

His voice fell, and Mo Yingyan's Adam's apple rolled violently.

A mouthful of blood gushed out and fell softly into Wuyi's arms.

The tip of the eyebrows, faintly frosty.

"Mo Yingyan!" Su Ruotang exclaimed, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of confusion, "Senior, he has a cold poison attack......"

Wuyi quickly clicked on the acupuncture points on Mo Yingyan's body, and handed Su Ruotang a porcelain bottle, "Take this medicine, and you will cooperate with me to apply the needle later." ”

Half an hour later, Wuyi wiped the sweat from his forehead, his expression a little solemn, "You should feel it, right?" ”

Su Ruotang took the handkerchief and gently wiped the blood stains on Mo Yingyan's face and palm.

Her voice was so ethereal that she could barely hear it: "If you don't detoxify in a year, he'll die, right?" ”

The poison that was originally controlled by her for three years was seriously injured due to falling off the cliff, and the poison of the cold on the medicine puppet's body.

Even though there are poison avoidance pills, they are still lured out of cold poison.

Wuyi sighed lightly: "Although we have re-sealed the cold poison, there are still some of it scattered in the veins of the whole body. ”

"The more internal forces are used, the faster the poison will occur, and the lifespan will ...... It's also short. ”

Su Ruotang's slender white fingers clenched the silk handkerchief suddenly.

After a while, she slowly spoke, "I'll save him." ”

Wuyi sighed lightly: "The cold poison is the poison left by the Poison Venerable a hundred years ago, and no one has been able to solve it so far. ”

Su Ruotang threw the handkerchief into the basin and tucked the corners of the quilt for Mo Yingyan.

After a pause, she walked to the table and picked up the brush, "Wuyi senior, junior has a prescription for cold poison, I want to ask my senior for advice." ”

Although she can solve the cold poison, she is not sure if the herbs she needs are available in this other world.

And Wuyi is the person with the highest medical skills she has met after she was reborn.

Perhaps, combined with her prescriptions, he could have a better way to detoxify.

Wu Yi looked at her prescription and frowned slightly, "Zhiyang grass? Crystal clear? Delicate? ”

"These are all things that have only appeared in ancient books, and no one has ever seen them, and they don't even know where to find them."

Su Ruotang put down the brush, and the tips of his delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, "Senior Wuyi, do you know where there are extremely high temperatures, many poisons, and extremely large forests?" ”

Wuyi thought about it for a moment and shook his head, "In my impression, I haven't seen it for the time being." ”

When Su Ruotang heard this, he pursed his red lips.

Could it be that there are no tropical rainforests in this otherworld?

Wu Yi folded the prescription and put it away carefully, "At the junction of Dongqi and Nanchen, there is an extremely vast forest. ”

"The forest is shrouded in miasma all year round, and no one has ever entered it except for Poison Venerable."

"I'm not sure if that's the woods you're looking for."

Su Ruotang's eyes lit a flame of hope, "Thank you seniors." ”

Whether it was or not, she had to take a look.

Wuyi pondered for a moment and asked, "Girl, can the old man take the liberty of asking?" ”

Su Ruotang said softly: "Senior, please speak." ”

"According to ancient records, Linglong gall, blue marrow, and Zhiyang grass are all highly poisonous things, and the three are drugged together, and the toxicity is extremely terrifying."

As he spoke, he looked at the bed, "The cold poison in His Highness's body is cold, and the blue pith is also the coldest thing, if the two collide, will it be derived into a colder poison?" ”

Su Ruotang's long eyelashes trembled.

She had no feelings for Mo Yingyan before, and she didn't think about whether curing the cold poison would cause other sequelae because of these three poisons.

But now, she is reluctant to leave any sequelae from Mo Yingyan.

Biting the corner of her lip, her voice was a little erratic, "Senior, do you have a way?" ”

She herself is not sure if there will be sequelae of her formula.

Wuyi was silent for a moment, and then picked up his pen and wrote down four words.

"Beauty without tears?" Su Ruotang looked at the four words on the paper, "What is this?" ”

Wuyi put down the pen, his eyes a little complicated.

"The holy medicine that can improve the strength of ten years, with ten more years of internal strength, combined with your peculiar acupuncture, can force the residual toxins in the tendons and veins back to the Shentan acupoint."

Beauty has no tears, but the ancestors of the Wu clan refined it for their lovers.

When the holy medicine was refined, his lover betrayed his ancestors.

The ancestor god was heartbroken, and disappeared near the border city with the beauty without tears.

Su Ruotang's soul-snatching peach blossom eyes suddenly stared round, "Improve your ten-year skills?" No sequelae? ”

Wuyi nodded.

Hiss –

Su Ruotang gasped.

For those who practice martial arts, ten years of internal strength means a new realm.

There are no sequelae to enhance internal strength, this beauty has no tears, which is a bit against the sky!

"Senior, is there a lot of ...... of this holy medicine"?

If she has more, she will also get two to eat, so that she will not be controlled by others.

Wuyi glanced at her helplessly: "There is only one in the world." ”

Not to mention the loss of the prescription, the most important two medicinal materials Dongqi and Nanchen royal family treasures.

This is the only one.

Even if you know the prescription, you can't refine it.

Su Ruotang: "......"

Sure enough, martial arts are not deceitful.

There is often only one holy medicine of this level.

Her dream of becoming a martial arts master in this life was completely shattered.

The body had been attacked by several toxins as a child, even though she had already detoxified them.

But after all, the foundation is damaged, and the bones have been set, so it is not suitable for martial arts.

Wuyi looked at the lost little expression on her pretty little face, and chuckled comfortingly, "Don't be discouraged, let this bastard protect you." ”

"You can be invincible in the world."

"If you have something to shout husband, you can be on call, and you don't have to do it yourself."

Su Ruotang was silent again.

God is on call.

Are you sure it's not called a dog?

Wuyi flicked the non-existent dust on his sleeve, and walked out with his hands, "The old man will go to Yunzhou first, you should be more careful." ”

The epilogue had not yet fully fallen, and his figure had vanished.

Not long after, Ember led people to the top of the cliff, "Third brother? Siblings? ”

Hearing the voice of the ink embers, Su Ruotang walked out of the house, "Second brother." ”

As soon as a happy look appeared in Ink Ember's eyes, then his gaze fell on the blood stains on her chest, and his expression changed suddenly, "Are you injured?" ”