As soon as Lian Yingxue saw Xiao Yao carrying Li Santong and Wu Zhu over, she knew the situation without asking, and hurriedly took out the wound medicine and silver needles prepared earlier to treat Li Santong and Wu Zhu, most of the injuries on the walker Wu Zhu's body were relatively fragmentary when protecting Li Santong, but they were not fatal, Lian Yingxue sprinkled some wound medicine on his wound, and then took a few pills to protect his life, but Li Santong's injuries were much more serious, and Mo Yuan, the knife locker, completely restrained Li Santong's moves with a knife lock before, and it was very sharp with the subsequent knife, not only cut Li Santong's chest and abdomen, but also injured the internal organs, This kind of injury is no longer something that ordinary doctors can handle, but fortunately, Lian Yingxue is not an ordinary doctor, her medical skills have been taught by the third aunt of the ghost who is in a dilemma of life and death, that is, her mother Di Ruxia, and she may be inferior to her mother in terms of heat, but she is also the leading miracle doctor in the rivers and lakes.

But after a while, Lian Yingxue had already helped Li Santong stitch up the sores, and the external and internal medicines were also stopped, and Li Santong applied needles to several acupoints to urge Li Santong's vitality, and Li Santong's life should be worry-free, but not only did he not have the opportunity to shoot again in this battle, I am afraid that he would have to cultivate for a long time after the war.

After dealing with Li Santong's injuries, Pian Yingxue let out a long breath, and at this time, the yellow mist in the distance had obviously covered the entire battlefield, and even slowly drifted along the breeze towards the recess where Pian Yingxue was.

At the same time that Pian Yingxue was treating Li Santong and Wu Zhu, Xiao Yao was not idle, he knew that the injuries of the two were enough to take care of Pian Yingxue, so he didn't stop at all after sending the two here, and ran in the direction of the battlefield.

This time, he returned to the battlefield not to try his best to kill the enemy, but because he couldn't let go of the yellow mist that suddenly appeared from north to south, and it must be no accident that this yellow mist came so strangely.

Sure enough, by the time Xiao Yao rushed back to the battlefield, the situation had been greatly reversed, and more and more martial arts heroes and beggar disciples inhaled the yellow mist in the air, and fell into a disadvantageous situation.

The only thing to be thankful for is that only martial arts masters like the beggar gang leader Gu Youdao, the master of the Daren Hall Nie Ge, the uneven young man Qi Guming, and Wei Yan all know more or less the method of internal breath circulation, and it is nothing if they don't inhale external breath for a while, but after all, this battle is not something that a few masters can make a final decision, not to mention that Xiao Yao has masters on his side, and the Dongchang side may not be weak.

No matter which side the weakening of the backbone means that he has taken a few more steps in the direction of defeat, the situation is critical, Xiao Yao can't think about it, and almost subconsciously Xiao Yao rushed into the yellow mist, because he knew in his heart that whether he could save the defeat depended on whether he could break the yellow mist.

In the yellow mist, Xiao Yao cautiously inhaled a little yellow mist to tell what it was, but when the yellow mist entered his nose, there was only some rich smoke and fireworks, and if he carefully distinguished, he could only distinguish a little bit of the fragrance of plants and trees in the smoke and fire, and there was nothing else.

And the yellow mist entering the body did not bring any discomfort to Xiao Yao, and then he remembered that he was a physique that was invulnerable to all poisons, and these yellow mist were afraid that they could not help him at all, but in this way, Xiao Yao obviously couldn't tell what kind of poison this yellow mist was with his own reaction.

However, in the blink of an eye, Xiao Yao came up with a new way to deal with it, only to see him tear off a large piece of cloth from his outer robe, go around a few pockets of the yellow mist in the air, and then clench the four sides of the cloth and run back to the mountain recess where Lian Yingxue was.

Lian Yingxue was standing alone outside the mountain recess, and when she saw Xiao Yao coming back, she hurriedly asked in a hoarse throat: "Xiao Yao, you can tell what the yellow mist is." ”

Xiao Yao shook his head and handed the swollen cloth in his hand to Lian Yingxue, although the two had already expressed their intentions to each other during the time they were alone, but at this time in Guangdong, for the convenience of movement, Lian Yingxue still wore the mask of the ghost third aunt, and in the eyes of others, the two were still in the relationship between uncle and nephew, but the title was a little embarrassing.

Lian Yingxue took the cloth handed over by Xiao Yao, and carefully unfolded it, the robe that was torn off was not airtight after all, the yellow mist in Xiao Yao's pocket in the cloth escaped a lot with his running, and now only a faint wisp of yellow smoke was left when he opened the cloth.

Lian Yingxue put her head and face on the overflowing wisp of yellow smoke, and carefully fanned the yellow smoke into her nose with her hand, with the wisp of yellow smoke inhaled, Lian Yingxue suddenly felt a little drowsy, and hurriedly took out a small jade bottle from her arms, put it under her nose and inhaled it gently, and the feeling of drowsiness disappeared.

Then Lian Yingxue wiped some sporadic yellow powder from the cloth, put it in the palm of her hand and rubbed it, and then said: "This is the powder made of the unique sleeping mushroom in the wilderness of southern Xinjiang. ”

At this time, there was no one else left and right, and Xiao Yao did not use it as a hypocrisy, and said directly: "Yingxue, do you have any solution to this yellow mist, if you let this yellow mist spread, I am afraid that after a long time, the Gu Gang Master and Senior Brother Qi will also have to be recruited." ”

Lian Yingxue frowned and said: "This sleeping mushroom powder is not a very poisonous thing, and it is not very difficult to dissolve it alone, but the difficulty is that a little sleeping mushroom powder can use fire to force out a large amount of yellow smoke, which can be said to be endless, and at this time, there are not a few people who are fighting together in this yellow mist, not to mention that even if the yellow mist is dispelled with other medicines, it can only be taken care of for a while, as long as the yellow mist continues to be eliminated, it cannot be eradicated." ”

Xiao Yao said: "Yingxue, at this moment, even if it can temporarily disperse this yellow mist, and looking at the traces of the yellow mist, I think that the place where the other party releases the poisonous mist is not too far from the battlefield, I will find a way to destroy the enemy's settings." ”

Lian Yingxue nodded, she also knew that Xiao Yao was right, turned around and went back to the mountain recess and took out a few strange-looking dead branches from the medicine box she had prepared, sprinkled some medicinal powder on one section of the dead branches, and then wrapped this end a few times with a piece of gauze.

Only then did he hand the small bundle of dead branches to Xiao Yao, and said: "Brother Xiao, this is the dead branch of the Awakening Wood Tree, combined with the medicinal powder I arranged on it, it can give out a large amount of Awakening Smoke when ignited, as long as you take him around the battlefield a few times, you can temporarily dispel the yellow mist of the sleeping mushroom powder." ”

This small bundle of dead branches of the Awakening Divine Tree was just the size of a torch, and Xiao Yao held it in his hand just right.

After Lian Yingxue handed over the Awakening Wood to Xiao Yao, she took out a small cloth bag from her arms and handed it to Xiao Yao, but this time Xiao Yao immediately smelled the smell of saltpeter in the small bag.

Sure enough, I heard Lian Yingxue continue: "Brother Xiao, if the other party wants to force out so much yellow mist, there must be a big fire frame in the rear, you only need to throw this bag of thunderbolt powder on the fire rack when you find the right place, and you can blow up the fire rack, and the remaining sleeping mushroom powder on the fire rack will definitely be destroyed together." ”

Xiao Yao took the pack of thunderbolt powder and put it away carefully, grabbed the Awakening Wood and left.

When he was almost at the edge of the battlefield, he stopped and lit the scarf on the upper end of the Awakening Wood with a fire fold, and as the scarf ignited the Awakening Wood a section of white smoke suddenly came out.

Xiao Yao didn't know how much awakening smoke this awakening wood in his hand could prompt out, so he didn't dare to be the slightest bit lazy, and as soon as he saw the white smoke rising, he rushed into the battlefield, carrying his own snow stepping ghost shadow steps, like a swimming fish shuttling around in the yellow mist.

Once the yellow mist in the air met the white smoke from the Awakening Tree, it immediately dissipated a lot, and as Xiao Yao kept shuttling through the crowd, the yellow mist in the air was obviously not as dense as before.

Some of the Ping beggar disciples and martial arts heroes who inhaled the yellow mist and began to drowsy, after smelling the white smoke in the air, they immediately felt that their minds were much clearer, and their sleepiness and fatigue receded like a tide, and the strength in their bodies gradually returned.

On the contrary, those Dongchang factory guards and official beggars and disciples saw that the enemy who had begun to be groggy suddenly regained their previous dragon spirit and tiger fierceness, and their morale was greatly frustrated.

It's like a poor peasant who can endure all kinds of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and will not suddenly collapse even if he is overwhelmed, but if one day this peasant has tasted the taste of being a landlord and a big official, and then let him return to the previous poor days, it will make him even more uncomfortable than killing him.

The Dongchang factory guards and the beggars and disciples are like the peasants in that story, if there is no yellow fog to cover them, even if they are at a disadvantage, they can still resist, and even in the end, it is not known who will win and who will lose.

But the yellow mist was like the identity of the landlord and the official, which gave them enough sweetness, and once these sweetness disappeared, the same enemy would make them feel incomparable.

Morale is indeed a force that can influence the war when the gap between the two sides is not particularly large.

The disciples of the officials and beggars who are not strong in their minds are the first to begin to waver, in their opinion, in fact, the power of the officials and beggars in the south of the Yangtze River has been content, and they can ensure their wealth and nobility, this battle in Guangdong They are more like the strong men who were recruited by Jiang Jingzhong, the governor of Dongchang Factory, and they were originally reluctant, and the defeat of Mo Yuan, the previous lock knife Ke Mo Yuan, and the withdrawal of the phantoms, but also dug a small hole in their not too strong spiritual embankment, and now the mushroom powder is restrained, which also means that the gap in the embankment is expanding step by step......