Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

"Are you injured?" Han Ziyu asked.

Xi Qing shook his head: "No injuries, just senior sister fainted."

Han Ziyu took out the medicine bottle and divided the pill into each person: "You have been poisoned by the soul-destroying poison. Take the antidote."

Mu Yuan stretched out his hand to feel Xiao Qi's breathing. It was stable and there should be no serious problem. After carefully feeding her the antidote, he hurriedly supported Bei Yi on one side.

"Take it quickly." Mu Yuan said.

There was blood on the corner of Bei Yi's mouth, and he was grinding the antidote with his fingers. He crushed the antidote with his fingertips. Bei Yi smiled bitterly and threw away the antidote. He stared at Han Ziyu in front of him with disgust in his eyes. , contempt and murderousness.

Han Ziyu looked away. The only thing left in the entire inn was the woodshed in the backyard, which could still accommodate people. The five masters and apprentices came to the woodshed, it was pitch dark, cold and hungry.

"Master, what exactly is this inn?" Xi Qing asked.

"It's run by dead people," Han Ziyu said.

"Dead person? But when I first arrived, the shopkeeper's face was full of joy. How could he look like a dead person? There was still a breath of life." Xi Qing was puzzled.

"Dead Poison Man, Poison Valley has a secret technique that can transform a dead person into a sane Dead Poison Man. Their behavior is the same as that of a living person, and it is extremely difficult to distinguish. Often the deceased himself cannot tell whether he is dead or alive. Controlled Others." Han Ziyu said again.

Mu Yuan hates Du Gu's evil spell the most. If it weren't for Du Gu's existence, his mother-in-law would not have been turned into a poisonous person, and she would have died at the hands of others: "If all this was done by Du Gu, Master Why do you still want to help me?"

Xi Qing was quite puzzled. A dead person could turn into a half-dead person. What a strange technique this was.

"The hundreds of corpses in the inn were not caused by Du Gu. Someone used Du Gu's hands to refine Poison. The purpose is unknown to me."

"Master, for such a big event, do you need to report it to the elders on the top of the cliff and inform the ten sects?" Xi Qing said.

"This matter is not trivial. If it is announced to the world, it will definitely cause panic. Mu Yuan brought the news back to the top of the cliff and informed Elder Shiji and the other three elders."

"Yes, Master, please take care of yourself along the way. I will come back as soon as I leave."

Mu Yuan rushed to the top of the cliff overnight. Bei Yi was lying on the pile of firewood, looking at the moon outside the window. The rooster in the backyard began to crow, and it was almost dawn.

Bei Yi had a splitting headache, and the pain on his body was even more unbearable. Li Xuan was a magic whip. A few whips could kill a person directly. He received a full thirty-two whips today, and his soul was about to be scattered. The feeling of dying is like being abandoned, abandoned by everyone.

Bei Yi sneered in his heart, Han Ziyu, you will never believe me after all. In your heart, any more words I say will be wrong. People like you are only worthy of lying under me.

Han Ziyu turned around and glanced at Bei Yi.

There was nothing but embarrassment and resentment in the air.

The sound of his stomach growling broke the silence, and Xi Qing smiled awkwardly.

Bei Yi's head was drowsy and his eyes were dim, and everything in front of him gradually blurred.

"Master, Master, come quickly, Bei Yi has fainted." Xi Qing panicked.

This voice also woke up Wang Ruonan, who had been unconscious for a long time. She opened her eyes and obviously didn't know where she was. When she heard Bei Yi was injured, she immediately ran over: "What's wrong with A Yi?"

Han Ziyu checked his pulse, probably knowing that he was deeply poisoned, his heart veins were damaged, and he was bleeding excessively.

"Master, let me do it." Wang Ruonan took Bei Yi's pulse, frowned, and her small mouth opened slightly in disbelief, "A Yi, A Yi is about to die, he has been poisoned by a strange poison,"

Han Ziyu was shocked. How could it be possible? He had already taken the antidote?

Wang Ruonan took out the needle bag, took out the silver needle, and opened his already tattered shirt with one hand. The silver needle pricked the key acupuncture point, and black energy accumulated on his chest.

"What is this?" Xi Qing asked.

"My medical skills are still shallow. I can only accumulate poisonous gas but cannot eliminate it. I can only slow down the spread of poison." Wang Ruonan turned around and took out a few more medicine bottles, and sprinkled the powder on Bei Yi's whip wounds. It was stopped immediately, and a faint smell of pollen spread from the blood.

Han Ziyu looked at Wang Ruonan: "Xiao Qi?"

"Master, I, my disciple, will explain to you later." Wang Ruonan said.

She knew that she could no longer hide it. This medicinal powder was developed by A-niang herself to detoxify and stop bleeding. All the medicinal powders from Poison Valley were not leaked out. With Master’s profound knowledge and insights, she definitely knew that this medicine came from Poison Valley, and The medical skills she reveals to others today demonstrate her identity in every aspect.

"Senior sister, this medicinal powder smells so good." Xi Qing said.

"It has the effects of detoxification, hemostasis and scar removal." Han Ziyu replied that he had used this medicine before.

Han Ziyu bent down and tied Bei Yi's clothes. It didn't matter if he didn't bend down. As soon as he bent down, his outer robe, which had been torn to pieces by Bei Yi, hung down like a skirt.

Xi Qing opened his eyes wide. The master is an immortal who pays the most attention to etiquette and cares about personal appearance in the world. At this time, his clothes are disheveled and his robes are torn. Everyone is surprised.

However, Han Ziyu pulled hard and the entire robe was torn into two pieces from the waist. He helped Bei Yi up from the ground and wrapped the torn piece of rag around Bei Yi's body.

Because of being close to him, he was stained with blood, and because of the physical contact, some memories that did not belong to him frequently appeared in his mind.

With the face that couldn't be seen clearly, the familiar voice, someone called him Little Fairy Lord gently and slowly. He seemed to hear the sound of firecrackers, the oath of worshiping heaven and earth, and the person calling him softly. For Ziyu.

Han Ziyu was so shocked that he almost pushed Bei Yi away. He didn't know who the person in his mind was and how he had that kind of memory. A thin layer of sweat formed on Han Ziyu's palms. He wiped the sweat from his palms on his robe. , pursed his lips, raised his eyes, frowned, and his broken hair covered his starry eyes.

"Go to Poison Valley."

Xi Qing quickly stood up: "Now?"

Han Ziyu said: "Well, only Poison Valley can detoxify him."

Wang Ruonan intertwined her hands and looked down at the shadow of her master at her feet. She didn't mean to hide it.

Several people walked with swords and soon arrived at the entrance of Poison Valley. The people guarding the valley were actually several women, dressed very pretty.

"Why are you guys here?" one of them asked.

Han Ziyu took out the token.

The woman immediately clasped her fists and said, "My little girl didn't know that Lord Hanxian came here and there was something wrong with it. I hope that Lord Han will not mind you."

"It doesn't matter."

Hearing the sound of the strong wind, a smiling man suddenly appeared in front of his eyes: "Han Xianjun, you are here. I have been waiting for you for more than half a month."

"Today's sudden visit is because of my apprentice who has been deeply poisoned."

Wang Zhao probed his head and looked at the petite Wang Ruonan behind Han Ziyu: "I thought Han Xianjun came to me to reminisce about the past. Alas, he came here for his apprentice. That's all. Xianjun is busy, I am Du Guding Help to the end.”

He checked Bei Yi's injuries and took a deep breath: "The soul-obsessing poison has penetrated into the internal organs. Fortunately, the silver needle protects the heart. There is still hope. Carry the person to my pharmacy first."

The master and disciples followed Wang Zhao into the Poison Valley.

When he arrived at the pharmacy, Wang Zhao pulled off Bei Yi's clothes to check his injuries. The scars were shocking, and he felt unbearable pain when he looked at them: "Hanguang, your hand was too harsh. You almost beat this disciple to death."

Han Ziyu stood aside and said nothing.