At this time, Ba Zhongyuan and Cheng Fuhai rushed over with people, and Cheng Fuhai lifted the placket on Han Xiao's back, but what he saw was white flesh and blood that had begun to rot and bulged with pus. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Cheng Fuhai snorted coldly, and suddenly sat cross-legged in front of Han Xiao, and after wrapping his palms around his chest, a soft air flow suddenly rose between his palms, aiming at Han Xiao's chest and slowly pressing it.

As soon as the two palms touched Han Xiao's chest, the air flow between the palms quickly spread across Han Xiao's body, and Han Xiao's body suddenly shook, and he involuntarily raised his head and groaned.

The Central Plains looked up at the top of Daobei Mountain, on the edge of the cliff on the top of the mountain, Su Qingyao and more than ten people were carefully picking the ghost head grass. Ba Zhongyuan turned his head to the back and said, "Little Pony, take someone to help pick the Devil's Head Grass, I'll wait to meet the Fire Heart Dao people as soon as possible?"

Ma Qianli hugged his fists at the Central Plains and said, "Yes." With that, he nodded a few people to the left and right, and ran towards the knife back mountain.

I looked around. After the battle with the people of the White Tiger Altar just now, now we only have less than a hundred people left, more than ten disciples have died in the Xuantie Gate, and two brothers of the Eighteen Swords have also died, so it can be said that the defeat is very embarrassing, and the other party is only nine people. The ugly old man's means are also powerful, the two of them blocked most of our numbers with a group of ghost boys, it seems that in the battle, the ghost boy does have an extremely important role, no wonder all the tribes in the Western Regions raise ghost boys. There is such a group of ghosts, even if there are many enemies and few enemies, it is completely unafraid.

Cheng Fuhai used his internal strength to heal Han Xiao's injuries, Han Xiao's face gradually improved, and his body no longer trembled. I noticed that what was oozing from the rotting fresh flesh behind him was a cyan slime, and every time the mucus was forced out, Han Xiao's face improved a point.

Inserting the Shadow Chasing Sword into the scabbard, I said, "Senior, what kind of poison is in Brother Han? It's not a big deal, right?"

Ba Zhongyuan nodded and said, "As long as the venom is forced out of the body in time, take some good medicine and recuperate for a few days, you will not have to worry about your life." This is a poison called Thousand Bee Venom, which is the most common poison in the White Tiger Altar, but fortunately, the venom is only scraped on his flesh, if the venom enters the body, he will have already exploded and died at this time. ”

At this time, the three eyes said fiercely: "What a group of vicious thieves, the next time I see that person, I have to get rid of this evil breath for Brother Han!"

Cai Yueru stroked her long hair, flashed her eyes and smiled: "Your martial arts are so low, I'm afraid that even a big-headed ghost boy in Yang Zhixing can't be defeated, where can you take revenge?"

Sanyan clenched his fists and didn't speak again. The Yang Zhixing in Cai Yueru's mouth wanted to refer to the ugly old man, what she said was a little sour, but what she said was the truth, the three-eyed martial arts were even no match for the seven purple-robed people who were entangled with us, and if they wanted to find Yang Zhixing for revenge, it was undoubtedly to hit the stone with an egg.

I couldn't help but blush. The people of the Demon Sect regard decent people as thorns in the flesh, and when they meet, they speak with swords, just now I was delusional to ask the man for an antidote, but it was still me, if it was changed to three eyes, I was afraid that he would have lost his life at this time.

Thinking of this, I said, "Senior, the people from the White Tiger Altar came to look for me this time, are they also here for the antidote to the poison?"

Ba Zhongyuan sighed and said, "Probably so." I'm afraid that the people of the Demon Sect want to refine the antidote to the poison by themselves and swallow the matter alone, and they don't want the righteous people to remove the poison on their bodies. However, compared to the antidote to the poison, the Demon Sect hoped to annihilate the people of the Seven Great Sects here this time, otherwise it would not have sent only one Yang Zhixing here. ”

I nodded to myself. The two sides of the good and the demon are entangled endlessly, and even the matter of refining the antidote to the poison is up and down, but compared to the situation between the two parties, refining the antidote to the poison has become an insignificant matter. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, since the Demon Sect doesn't want the decent people to refine the antidote to the poison here, then does it mean that the decent people also don't want the Demon Sect to refine the antidote to the poison?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was very likely, thinking back to what had happened in the Wangtian Temple, when the heads and high-ranking members of the Seven Great Sects learned that I had met Meng Hanyan, their attitudes changed sharply but they remained silent. I'm afraid that at that time, they just regarded me as a medicine guide, and the reason why they didn't turn against me was because they didn't want me to defect to the Demon Sect and let the people of the Demon Sect refine the antidote to the poison, right?

Thinking of this, a chill ran through my back. If this is the case, then in the Wangtian Temple, the fact that Tianyi Chang excused me is also insincere?

I looked at Cheng Fuhai, who was healing Han Xiao's poison, Xu It took a lot of internal strength to force poison in this way, and sweat was already flowing from his forehead. Cheng Fuhai must have known about this, but this time he did not choose to go with any of the seven major sects, but chose to be with the Xuantie Sect who had retired to the rivers and lakes.

From this point of view, Cheng Fuhai didn't want the two Dao of Righteousness and Demon to participate in and refine the snake poison antidote, and the refining of the snake poison antidote also made the Central Plains come forward to make the rivers and lakes public. In this way, once the snake poison antidote is refined, the people of both the righteous and demonic realms will get the snake poison antidote. However, if he did this, wouldn't Cheng Fuhai be afraid of falling out with the Seven Great Sects? Moreover, just now, the people from the White Tiger Altar killed the people from the Xuantie Gate and Youyun Villa, so could Zhongyuan and Cheng Fuhai endure this breath?

I looked at the Central Plains, his face was full of vicissitudes, but other than that, I couldn't see any expression.

After waiting for a long time, Su Qingyao and Ma Qianli ran down from the knife back mountain, and as soon as we got close, Su Qingyao opened a wooden box and said, "Leave the sect master, please see, these ghost head grasses are enough to refine dozens of furnaces of pills." ”

I looked into the wooden box. This small wooden box is a few feet wide and three feet high, and the box is embedded with a thick black partition with dense holes, and the whole black partition contains a milky white liquid. At this time, the milky white liquid was soaked in patches of blue-black round grass leaves, and the stems on the leaves were twisted and twisted, and a mass of lines like a human face was wound in the center.

The space in the wooden box was small due to the black partitions, but it was filled with this blue-black blade of grass, and twenty small wooden boxes together were enough to fill two large boxes.

Ba Zhongyuan looked into the wooden box and said, "Yes, there is indeed no decay, and these ghost head grasses are enough to refine the antidote to the poison." ”

Cheng Fuhai only then withdrew his palms from Han Xiao's chest, and the three eyes standing behind Han Xiao hurriedly took a cloth towel and carefully wiped the venom on Han Xiao's back.

Cheng Fuhai stood up and said, "The venom of the thousand bees has been forced out, you need to exercise your strength every day to recuperate, and then think about the method of raw skin and flesh when you return to the village." Without further ado, let's join up with the Fireheart as soon as possible. ”

The Central Plains didn't say anything, just nodded, and led the Xuantiemen group to the east first. Sanyan and I helped Han Xiao up, Su Qingyao took a porcelain bottle from the medicine box, sprinkled yellow powder on Han Xiao's back, and Sanyan wrapped the shirt around Han Xiao's back. The wound on his back was too big, and Su Qingyao's medicine box didn't have much medicine cloth, so he could only bandage it so simply.

There was a black quagmire on all sides of the Knifeback Mountain, and we walked two miles east out of this quagmire and came to a thin wood. As I walked out of the woods, I faintly heard a burst of killing shouts.

Already fighting?

A trace of panic passed through my heart inexplicably. The battle between the Two Wolf Mountains and the Demon Sect is still lingering in my heart, and now that I think about it, the scene of a group of people with low martial arts fighting indiscriminately at the beginning is really a bit miserable. Now that the seven major sects are all there this time, the people who come are all the best in the sect, since the Demon Sect dares to attack openly, the people led by them must not be weak, and this fight must be more intense than the battle between our two wolf mountains.

It's just that last time we fought with the Demon Cult, I don't know what it will be like this time.

I tightened the straps around my legs and feet, and the hair on my head was tightly clutched. It was a little drowsy, and it was almost evening, and I touched the hilt of the Shadow Chasing Sword, but it was cold.