Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

Lan Yutai seemed to have been fished out of a nightmare, her whole body was exhausted, a lot of cold sweat broke out on her back, but her eyes did not dare to miss a glance.

Wu Xingtian's arm seemed to be injured, so he could only hold Wu Tuyue with one hand. He hugged Wu Tuyue several times without picking her up. Finally, Meizhoulu, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, picked her up horizontally.

"How can I not be strong enough to turn over eight hundred pots of roses a day? I am very tired and thin."

After Mei Zhoulu finished speaking, he carefully avoided the bamboo nails nailed to the acupuncture points.

Wu Xingtian also staggered a little while walking. He barely held a piece of bamboo to support himself and walked forward.

Poison Spring is located in a gap on the top of Duzhang Mountain, with two mountains as the top, blocking out the sky and the sun. As soon as one enters, the cold air will make the hair stand on end.

A column in the shape of a lotus stands in the bottomless pool. The so-called poisonous spring is the water that gushes out from the center of the lake. As a group of people walked in, they saw bats hanging upside down from the cliff along the bank. They were black and red-eyed, flying around at will. One can be as big as an adult.

A glistening pearl appeared on the surface of the lake, and there seemed to be a school of fish swimming underneath, creating a gust of lights that illuminated the clothes on the water.

After walking several hundred steps, we finally came to the Poison Spring. A platform of several hundred square feet was engraved with manzhu and sandalwood flowers in the middle. Countless carvings were made around it, extending to the edge of the platform.

Wu Xingtian slapped the Manzhu Shahua in the middle with his palm, and the ground sunk into a pool. Then, the lake water rushed into the pool, either black or scarlet liquid.

The snow-white ground was instantly dyed half black and half red, just like human blood seeping into jade. Both red and black spread along the stone. After a while, the pool was full.

Meizhoulu carefully lowered Wu Tuyue down, leaving only his head exposed. When the water in the pool was equal to the lake water, no more water would flow in.

The water covered the insteps of the three people, and Wu Xingtian told Lan Yutai: "Every meal from now on will be delivered to you. Just stay here. This water is of no use to ordinary people, so you don't have to worry."

As for Wu Tuyue, she didn't say a word.

"What about her?"

Lan Yutai asked.

"Soak it first."

Wu Xingtian's unclear words made Lan Yutai's heart sink.

Meizhoulu said: "The Poison Spring is the secret treasure of our sect. If any of the disciples in the sect are seriously injured, most of them will be fine after soaking in it. You don't have to worry too much. A Yue's previous more serious injuries have all healed. This little girl has been dying since she was a child. hard."

After the two left, Lan Yutai hugged her knees and sat next to Wu Tuyue. She could reach out and touch the head in the poisonous spring on that side.

The situation was even worse than before. His exposed face was turned purple, and there were purple-red twisted blood vessels under his skin, like tiny red worms in ditches.

The lips were so black that they were dripping with blood, and large drops of bright red blood oozed from the split lips.

Only the lower jaw can be seen. As for the damn peacock tail feathers, I don't know how big they are.

Lan Yutai stayed on guard for three days and three nights, not daring to sleep for fear that Wu Tuyue's head would slip off and drown in the poisonous spring.

On the seventh day, Manzhushahua's stone platform rose and the poisonous spring was returned to the lake little by little.

Wu Tuyue's face regained color, but blood was still dripping from her body.

The blue jade platform cut her upper body clothes open, and her exposed upper body was covered with peacock tail feathers. The original color of her skin could no longer be seen, and her body was as stiff as dead flesh. She stretched out her hand and pinched it, but there was no change in color.

She felt sad for a moment, and almost dazedly used a rag to wipe the pus and sores near the bamboo nails.

Wu Xingtian came over, pulled out the bamboo nails, and applied medicinal powder. Meizhoulu, who came to help, picked up the person again and carried him back to the hut.

"See if she can open her eyes. If she can, it means she won't die."

Wu Xingtian looked even more haggard than last time, and even Mei Zhoulu was worried.

Lan Yutai did not dare to ask any more questions and continued to guard the unconscious Wu Tuyue in the hut.