Fast Travel: The Patient Villain Is a Love Brain

Li Yan sighed secretly, turned around and set off in the direction of Jin Yuan Building.

"Boss, you said we take this kid's life, can you exchange Fusang back?"

In a study room on the fourth floor of the Jinyuan Building, Li Zhiyang was tied up on a pillar, with a rag stuffed in his mouth, and could only whimper inaudibly.

The middle-aged man with a big golden finger spanked his eyes to look at Li Zhiyang, and said quietly: "This is the third highness, I heard that the two of them will not deal with each other, so threatening Li Yan with him may be in vain in the end."

"What do you mean?"

"Just kill him and send it to Li Yan, and tell him that if he doesn't return Fusang, then Li Zhiyang's fate will be his end."

"Woooooooo..."

Hearing that the other party was going to kill him, Li Zhiyang stared and shook his head.

However, the owner ignored his begging for mercy at all: "Third Highness, if you want to blame Li Yan, he broke the rules and caused us Jinyuan Building to lose a lot of money. Don't make a wrong report when you get to the underworld."

The attendant next to him picked up the scimitar on the table and walked towards Li Zhiyang step by step.

clang--

The moment the blade fell towards Li Zhiyang, it was knocked down by a stone.

The moment the blade fell, it was caught by a white hand. Li Yan held the blade and cut Li Zhiyang's rope with his backhand.

Li Yan appeared in front of them suddenly, and the whole process took less than two seconds, making people unable to react in time.

The boss and attendants who reacted only saw someone rescue Li Zhiyang, and they didn't even see the face of the person who came.

"Catch them now!"

Just after breaking out of the Jinyuan Building, a group of arrows rained towards Li Yan.

Li Yan couldn't use the teleportation talisman in front of Li Zhiyang, so he could only dodge with him.

"Li Yan?"

Li Zhiyang looked at the profile in front of him, feeling like he was dreaming.

Li Yan supported Li Zhiyang with one hand, and the weight of the two made Li Yan overwhelmed. During the evasion, an arrow hit Li Yan's shoulder.

"Hmm!" With a muffled snort, Li Zhiyang saw the arrow on Li Yan's left shoulder, and immediately felt guilty, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Li Yan mobilized the fastest speed, and finally got out of the range of the arrow rain, but the pursuers behind him still pursued fiercely.

Seeing that running away was useless, Li Yan directly knocked Li Zhiyang unconscious.

"Exchange teleporter!"

In the next second, Li Yan disappeared on the spot.

"Where's the person?" The people from Jin Yuan Building chased after them, and they were all shocked when they found that Li Yan had disappeared in a dead end.

……

Under the darkness, the bamboo forest was deep, and a woman staggered and fell to the ground amidst the rustling of fallen leaves.

"Host, you are poisoned."

"Say it straight!"

"The old rule is [-] points for detoxification, and the second method is [-] points for the prescription of antidote."

Maoqiu can tell the second method, which means that her poison is not serious.

"two!"

There is a lot of paper in his hand, on which are three kinds of medicinal herbs, and the antidote needs to find these three kinds of medicinal herbs, crush them and apply them to the wound.

Glancing at the unconscious Li Zhiyang next to him, Li Yan raised his hand and slapped him.

"Who, who hit the prince?"

Li Zhiyang woke up with a start, and the scenes of the day came together.

He looked at Li Yan beside him, and saw that her face was pale, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and she looked weak.

"Are you poisoned?"

Without any unnecessary explanation, Li Yan stuffed the paper with the herbs drawn on it into Li Zhiyang's hand: "Go and find these three herbs!"

The surrounding area is in the wilderness, and the moonlight is weak. To be honest, Li Zhiyang is afraid.

But noticing Li Yan's blurred expression, he resisted the fear and stood up: "Just wait, I'll come as soon as I go!"

What Li Yan exchanged was a random teleportation talisman, and he didn't know where he was at this time, and he didn't know when the fireworks tube given by You Ming was lost.

The wound on his shoulder was throbbing with pain, Li Yan supported the bamboo next to him and stood up, trying to find a cave to shelter from the wind and rain.

Leaving marks along the way, Li Yan walked deep into the bamboo forest.

The road in front of her became twisted and swaying. Before she lost consciousness, she finally found a cave under the cliff by the stream.

The cave is not deep, which may be due to the proximity to the stream, and some of the damp walls are covered with moss.

Unbuttoning the collar of the clothes, revealing the white shoulders, the wound on the back was also exposed to the moonlight.

I don't know what the poison is, but her wound has started to fester.

So there was a problem that troubled Li Yan—how to deal with the wound?

If you want to deal with the flesh corroded by poison, you can't just have herbs.

Feeling around his body, he found a dagger, and found two flint and steel on the spot, but Li Yan didn't have the strength to find firewood.

Footsteps were heard not far away, Li Yan leaned against the cave wall, clenched his dagger tightly and became vigilant.

When she saw who was coming, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Li Yan?" Li Zhiyang called out from outside the cave, and Li Yan responded, "Come in."

"I have found you, I have found all the herbs you want."

"Put it down first, go out and find some dry firewood, hurry up!"

"it is good!"

After a quarter of an hour, Li Zhiyang came back with a pile of dry firewood. Li Yan threw the two flints to him: "Light it!"

"I come?"

If Li Yan didn't want to move now, she would definitely roll her eyes: "Otherwise?"

Li Zhiyang held the flint helplessly, and approached the dry wood to polish it back and forth.Qianqian

Hearing the piercing voice and Li Zhiyang's clumsy movements, Li Yan snatched the flint from his hand in a desperate struggle, and cursed: "Trash!"

After lighting the firewood, Li Yan took out the dagger and sterilized it by the flame.

Li Zhiyang was sitting at the other end of the flame, Li Yan's face was reflected in the firelight, which looked unreal.

In fact, Li Zhiyang always stares at Li Yan, not just because he is a dandy, but because he is beautiful, so he always inexplicably wants to attract Li Yan's attention.

And he is just a prince with no power and power, and to get his attention, he always needs some unusual methods.

Noticing Li Zhiyang's gaze, Li Yan raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Turn around!"

"What do you want to do, I can help you."

"unnecessary."

Li Zhiyang twitched the corners of his mouth lonely, and turned around as she requested.

Li Yan put down the clothes on her shoulders, revealing the blackened wound.

Because he couldn't see, Li Zhiyang's hearing became sharper, and he kept paying attention to the movement behind him.

There was a painful and suppressed groan, and he actually found himself excited.

Li Yan's hand holding the dagger was clenched tightly, the pain of gouging out the flesh kept pounding his brain, and beads of sweat rolled down his temples.

The veins on the neck protruded from patience, and the blood soaked the clothes.

When the wound was treated, Li Yan couldn't even raise her hand.

She fell to the ground, exhausted.

"Li Yan?"

Li Zhiyang couldn't hear the sound anymore, and when he turned around, he found that Li Yan had passed out.

Li Yan applied the crushed medicinal materials by herself, and tidied up her clothes. Li Zhiyang squatted beside him not knowing what to do.

He went out to find some hay and spread it on the uneven ground, when he hugged Li Yan, he realized that he was not as light as a man.