Chapter Ninety-Three: Rescued Island in the Heart of the Lake

The old woman suddenly stood still, and all kinds of emotions of shock, doubt, anxiety and worry swept over her heart, and a look of disbelief and fear appeared in her eyes.

There is nothing under the big tree, and the old man and Liu Zhiyuan are gone!

What the hell is going on? The two of them just disappeared into thin air?

What the hell is going on in this moment?!

The old woman was puzzled.

"Apprentice——!apprentice——!" she shouted anxiously, her voice trembling a little.

For a long time, there was no response, only her own voice, echoing under this empty and silent night sky.

She dragged Liu Zhiyuan's silver spear, and shouted around in despair to find her apprentice.

But shouting and shouting, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, she didn't know whether she was dead or alive, how could he answer herself?!

She then shouted again: "Old thing——! old thing——!

For a long time, no one answered.

The cold wind of the cold night blew her shivering body, and the wind blew on her, and her whole body was cold, from the bottom of her heart to the soles of her feet.

She was lonely, and all of a sudden she seemed to be much older, and she wished she could cry.

But what's the use of crying? Even if you cry and break your liver and intestines, who will listen?

She felt that everything was made by the sky, and she lost him because of her rashness when she was young, and when she was old, she finally accepted an apprentice, thinking that she could rely on each other for her life and accompany him to the end of her life.

But all the good fantasies came to naught overnight!

"What should I do——! you tell me ......?!" she threw down her silver spear and crutches, spread her arms, and stretched out her desperate hand at Cangxiong, asking the sky!

At this time, the sky was overcast for a while, and a bolt of lightning swept across the night sky and shot towards the island in the middle of the lake, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Her eyes followed the lightning and threw her eyes on the island in the middle of the lake, not only shocking her heart.

His body froze, and his eyes widened in horror.

Isn't it the old thing who holds a grudge against me and plunders my apprentices to the island in the middle of the lake......?

Thinking of this, she ran to the lake, looking for a way to cross it.

Ke was stunned suddenly, knowing that everything was in vain.

Because he once swore that he would never set foot on the island in the middle of the lake for the rest of his life.

She is really really remorseful for what she did when she was young.

But what can be done now?!" she sat down on the edge of the lake in despair, and let out a heart-rending cry of pain.

A drizzling rain fell down and fell on the surface of the lake, causing ripples.

At the same time, the rain mixed with tears kept flowing down her face.

......

In the old man's eyes, two cold rays suddenly burst out, staring at Liu Zhiyuan's face.

Immediately after, he took the rope handed over by the middle-aged man and tied Liu Zhiyuan's hands, feet and body firmly on a long stone bench.

Then he picked up a machete on the side, clenched his teeth, his eyes revealed coldness, and he chopped it down with a "poof".

The blood that spurted out like an arrow splashed the old man's face, he didn't care about wiping the blood off his face, and hurriedly grabbed the snake body of a cobra that had just been cut off on the board pressed by the middle-aged man on the board, and poured the blood that was still spurting into Liu Zhiyuan's mouth.

Liu Zhiyuan's body trembled, opened his mouth, and kept coughing, half of the blood poured down was spit out by him, and there was some black blood in his body.

The old man let out a long breath, knowing that this method of fighting poison with poison had worked.

As soon as this breath was relieved, the whole person suddenly collapsed to the ground, and he didn't want to move anymore.

The middle-aged man hurriedly cleaned up the ground around him, and finally brought the hot tea he had just brewed, poured it into the cup, and handed it to the old man, "Master, you are tired for a long time, take a sip of hot tea!"

"Alas——!" The old man didn't pick up the cup he handed over, but let out a long sigh, frowned, and said, "Wait a minute, he will have a few more repetitions before it can completely stop, otherwise what will I do with him!"

When he said this, he half-bowed, his hands propped up on the edge of the stone bench, and his eyes locked on Liu Zhiyuan's face for a moment.

——!The middle-aged man put the cup back in its place and looked at Liu Zhiyuan with the same anxious eyes.

Suddenly, a window sash was blown open, and the swishing cold wind accompanied by a drizzle immediately flew in obliquely, and the oil lamp on the desk was suddenly extinguished, and suddenly there was a chill in the house.

The middle-aged man let out a soft cry and hurriedly ran over to close the blown open window.

Through the wind-blown window, he saw a figure standing in the cold wind and night rain on the other side of the lake, looking at the island in the middle of the lake.

His heart moved, and he muttered to himself, "Who is this? I don't know how to find a place to shelter from ......the rain on this rainy night?!"

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, the old man heard this, and jumped up, "Oops, oops, I'm really old and confused, I didn't say hello to her and got people to the island in the middle of the lake, really, this, this, how is this good......?!"

When we meet again, the old woman's scolding must be indispensable, but now I have to tell her! I didn't care so much about saving people in a hurry.

At that time, the three of them were fighting fiercely, and the old man had exhausted all kinds of methods, but he couldn't get rid of the poison on Liu Zhiyuan's body.

When I was helpless, I suddenly thought of the cobra that I had been feeding for decades, the king of poison.

This cobra is not the kind that can be seen casually on the mountain, he has fed it with hundreds of herbs himself.

The old woman had been thinking about this treasure for a long time, and she begged for it many times but could not get it.

Because she heard that drinking the fresh snake blood of this cobra fed by the old man with hundreds of herbs can rejuvenate herself.

Time was pressing, the old man was anxious to save people, and immediately carried Liu Zhiyuan on his back, stepped on the herbs scattered on the lake, and ran towards the island in the middle of the lake like an arrow, so when the old woman came to the bottom of the big tree, how could she still see the two of them.

The old man was pondering, and there was a rumbling sound behind him, and he hurriedly looked back.

But I saw Liu Zhiyuan constantly struggling on the bench, foaming at the mouth, his eyes palpitating, and babbling nonsense.

The old man knew that it was another seizure, but this time it was lighter than the first, because the snake blood obviously worked in his body.

And fortunately, he tied it up beforehand, otherwise, I don't know what terrible thing he would have done.

In this way, Liu Zhiyuan's struggle became longer and longer, and finally calmed down.

His eyes also softened, and he was no longer so fierce and tyrannical.

The old man, who had been staring at him, took a breath, turned his head, and said to the middle-aged man: "Now you can go and report to the old woman and tell her that his apprentice will go back in a few days, so that she can rest assured!"

The middle-aged man said yes and walked out.

When he got outside, he pulled two bamboo poles, one was thrown into the lake, and the other was held in his hand, and when the bamboo poles in the lake floated a few feet away, he took off into the air, and several jumped down to the bamboo poles.

The bamboo pole in his hand was pushed down, and in the drizzle, he ran like an arrow towards the opposite bank, where the old woman was standing......