The empress draws her sword for love and conquers the three realms

The two of them were really walking side by side. When they were leaving, Feng Qingluo forced a bottle of medicine to Tu Shansi. He shook the inside and vaguely noticed that it was her blood.

In front of everyone, he didn't say a word, just smiled and put it away silently.

In public, he is also afraid that walls have ears.

Feng Qingluo followed Dong Sheng and hurried to the military camp.

Qilin lay dying in the tent, its body showing a lava-like red color. It originally had fiery red scales and blazing flames, but now it has lost its former glory.

Its body was trembling slightly, and its eyes revealed endless exhaustion and pain.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Qilin's mouth, dyeing the fur underneath him red. The drops of blood were like fiery red pearls, falling on the floor of the tent with a crisp sound.

Qilin used all his strength to raise his head and look at the people around him. The once mighty and domineering eyes were now eclipsed. It opened its mouth and let out a low sigh, feeling very painful.

Feng Qingluo can be said to have inherited the mantle of Emperor Xuanyuan, and his medical skills are also very good.

She said softly to Qilin: "Don't worry, I can definitely save you."

She seemed to feel Qilin's pain, and Qilin nodded towards her with trust.

Feng Qingluo said no more and immediately began to treat Qilin.

She took out the medicinal stones she carried with her and skillfully applied them according to the medical skills taught by Emperor Xuanyuan.

The medicine stone slowly dissolved in her hands, turning into mysterious runes that lingered around Qilin's body.

As time went by, Qilin's pain gradually eased, and its eyes full of pain gradually regained some of their brightness.

Feng Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his medical skills had not deteriorated.

She pulled Dong Sheng outside the tent and whispered: "Uncle... Qilin was poisoned by the soul-eating poison."

"Soul-eating poison?" Dong Sheng's eyes flashed with shock, "That's..."

"Yes, soul-eating poison." She nodded heavily, "The one in Qilin is soul-eating poison, which is a method used by demons to invisibly hurt people."

Soul-devouring poison is a terrible poison. It is said that the poisoned person will first experience short-term pain, then gradually lose consciousness, and finally die.

"How could this happen?" Dong Sheng couldn't believe his ears, "Who would do such a cruel thing?"

"I don't know." She shook her head, "Now let's find a way to save Qilin. The only thing I can be sure of at the moment is that the antidote to this poison must be Blue Moon Grass."

Dong Sheng was silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the sky, "Okay, I'll send someone to look for him right now."

"But this spiritual grass is extremely rare, Blue Moon Grass - the grass leaves are as green as the moon, and it only grows in extremely cold places."

"Okay, then go to the extremely cold place to find it; Emperor Beixuan shouldn't be so stingy as to step on a blade of grass while taking his territory!"

Dong Sheng said disapprovingly.

But Feng Qingluo was worried that this matter was related to Emperor Beixuan; but if he went to find it in such a big way, he probably wouldn't dare to refuse it openly!

"Okay, uncle, let's send someone to go and tell Emperor Beixuan first that we need to enter his territory to find a herb called Qilin. Let's see what he says."

"Okay, I'll send someone later."

When they returned to the camp, Qilin had already fallen asleep. His face was pale, his breathing was weak, and he looked in critical condition.

"Qilin." Dong Sheng shouted softly, but Qilin didn't respond.

Feng Qingluo took a deep breath and hurriedly checked on the other soldiers.

The Red Dragon Army has always been heavily guarded and cautious in handling matters. The food you eat cannot be manipulated, and the water you drink is no different.

She murmured in her mind: "This is particularly like cartilage powder, but there is nothing wrong with what I have eaten and drank."

Dong Sheng looked at her frowning and couldn't help but ask: "Emperor, how are you doing?"

"If it is poisoning, to poison so many people at the same time, the poison must be put into the food or water, but I have checked and there is no problem."

Feng Qingluo lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought again, gently chewing on his fingernails.

Sometimes he looks down, sometimes he looks up at the sky, and sometimes he looks around.

Suddenly he was startled and said: "I know, I know."

"..."

Dong Sheng looked at her blankly.

Feng Qingluo turned around seriously and said, "Uncle, are they the soldiers who were stationed outside the barrier yesterday? None of the soldiers inside the barrier showed any physical discomfort."

"Uh-huh."

Dong Sheng nodded quickly.

Feng Qingluo suddenly realized: "Sure enough, it's in the air. There must be purple smoke in the air. The smoke is as light and misty as it is difficult to detect. It makes people feel like they are in a dream or an illusion, and they feel powerless; it looks like they have been hit by cartilage powder."

When Dong Sheng heard this, he strode out quickly, and Feng Qingluo also hurriedly chased after him.

"Uncle, withdraw people into the barrier immediately."

Dong Sheng suddenly stopped and explained: "No, the one hundred thousand Red Dragon Army cannot be guarded and watched by anyone outside; I will set up a barrier on the outermost perimeter."

"Yeah, that's fine. I'll go find the Weak Grass. Burning a large amount of Weak Grass can purify the purple smoke in the air, and boiling it into water can also discharge all the purple smoke from everyone's physical strength."

Dong Sheng nodded, and the two of them took action separately.

Dong Sheng walked through the barrier alone and went to the foot of the mountain to cast spells, which could better prevent the invasion of foreign enemies. He silently recited mysterious incantations and waved his staff in his hand. The gems inlaid on the staff shone brightly in the sunlight.

As he gradually moved forward, a faint blue light appeared on the ground. This was the barrier he had set up.

Feng Qingluo, on the other hand, led a team of people to search for a large amount of weak grass. Time passed unconsciously, the sun gradually set in the west, and the sky gradually darkened.

There used to be a lot of weak grass growing in Daxizhou, but all of them were burned down overnight.

This kind of acceptable behavior is aimed at her everywhere.

Feng Qingluo felt vaguely uneasy, and she smelled a dangerous aura. For a moment, he didn't dare to act rashly.

At this moment, many flying dragons suddenly flew out from all directions, approaching Feng Qingluo with fierce murderous intent.

Feng Qingluo's eyes widened immediately. Seeing that those flying dragons were about to touch her body, at the critical moment, a snow-white figure suddenly flew in front of her. With a wave of the long sword, those flying dragons instantly turned into nothingness.

Taikoo's heart was in his throat, and he yelled: "Your Highness, you dropped your chain at the critical moment, why are you so stunned!"

Tai Gu instinctively protected her, as if she was still the little girl with weak spiritual power before.

Feng Qingluo smiled evilly, "Everyone, get out of the way and let me deal with these despicable people."

Feng Qingluo tapped his toes, soared into the air, gathered huge spiritual power in his hands, and quickly and accurately swung at the flying dragon flying over.

Immediately, those weapons were reduced to ashes.