When they were crossing the Zuma River, the woman had already dug out the two arrow tips embedded in her right arm. Blood was splashed on her face, causing her originally pink face to suddenly turn pale, and her eyebrows were furrowed for a long time.
The black deer seemed to be aware of the discomfort of the person on his back. He turned his huge head and neighed softly at the woman, which was very humane.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a flesh wound, don't worry." The woman couldn't help but smile when she saw the appearance of the black deer. She gently stroked the horse's mane with her left hand and said to herself, "The cultivation of the formation is still a bit behind now. I'll bet with someone who is less skilled in martial arts." We may still gain some upper hand in Dou, but if we rely on our own strength to resist the joint attack, it will still not be enough."
The large formation just now could barely withstand two or three waves of arrow feathers. Fortunately, the woman managed to inflict multiple wounds and shot many of the ambush soldiers on the cliff, so that the rest of them had no intention of staying for a long time. Then they reluctantly drove their horses out of the mountain valley, Ru Ruo Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be severely injured today, and it will be difficult even if I can hold my body and not fall, let alone rush.
The woman loosened the reins and allowed the black deer to move forward slowly. She took out a bag of wine from the package and poured it on her right arm. She gritted her teeth and resisted the fierce pain. , taking two or three breaths in succession. When the wine fell to the ground along with the blood, he took a deep breath and put the wine bag back into the package with trembling hands.
Fortunately, before leaving, the old woman from Pingxiyi forced her to give her a bag of strong liquor. She said that even if she didn't want to drink when she was out, she could still pour some liquor and apply the medicine on the wound when she was injured. To avoid festering in the future.
He is indeed an old man with profound experience in the world. Without this strong drink, I am afraid that the time to go to Xia Song Realm will be delayed by two days.
But after half a day, when the sun was setting in the west, the woman noticed that the mourning platform was a little drowsy. She then tore open the bandage of the injured right arm, only to see that the injured area was already purple and blue.
Dayuan people have always been reluctant to apply poison on arrowheads. Firstly, they are afraid that the prey will be poisoned and the meat will be inedible. Secondly, they are afraid that the animals will be injured by the strange poison and their fur will be damaged by scratching. This is even worse. It was sold at a good price, so the woman never cared about it. She just poured wine on it and wrapped it in medicine. Now that the poison was taking effect, she suddenly felt dizzy.
In desperation, the woman had no choice but to find a shallow nest in the rocks, stumbled over and dismounted, sat down with the wind behind her, and used her little inner energy to pull out the fierce poison swimming in her limbs and bones. In just a moment, The woman was already sweating profusely, her knuckles were clenched until they turned white, and she almost fainted.
The horse also leaned down, put its four hooves on its belly, and lay aside to protect the woman from the vast north wind outside.
"Thank you. I'll take you back to try Xia Song's forage. I think it's not inferior to Dayuan." The woman was very weak, so she simply lay on the horse's neck and closed her eyes to rest.
Before the Xumeng Mansion took power, all the ministries in the Yuan Dynasty respected the co-leader. Except for the co-master of the Yuan Dynasty who could deploy the elites of each department, no one dared to do so. However, the interception and killing not long ago was clearly not ordered by the co-master of the Yuan Dynasty. Although the Ziluan Palace is now in decline, it has always had a good relationship with the co-owner of the Yuan Dynasty and even the officials and commanders. Furthermore, those who have the intention of forcing her to return, the entire Yuan Dynasty is just a family of the Xumeng Mansion. Thinking of this, I'm afraid that many people in the Yuan Dynasty have followed Yan Qiye's lead.
She didn't want to, but when she figured it out, her face was covered with frost. Even though the black deer was warm all over, it still made the woman feel a chill in her chest.
At the time when poison comes, the most important thing is to avoid attacking the heart with rapid fire. Moreover, the internal energy consumed by the woman's formation just now is too huge, so the remaining poison in the energy and blood goes straight to the heart. She immediately spits out blood, and her eyesight turns black and she falls to the horse. Neck, unconscious.
When the woman woke up again, she only felt the bumps on the horse's back. When she looked up in a daze, she found that the scene in front of her was no longer a desert scene of Zouma River, but a scene of dark willows and bright flowers, just like the scene of early spring.
"Don't move around. The poisonous blood in your body has finally been released. If you move around again and endanger your heart again, I'm afraid it will destroy most of your hard-won cultivation. It will be difficult to remedy the situation then.”
The woman opened her mouth to thank her, then she realized that she was tied to the horse's head with a rope, her right arm was hanging on the side of the horse's belly, and blood dripped to the ground, causing several blood spots.
A white-haired woodcutter in front swung the hatchet in his palm, splitting the thorns and grass, grabbed the reins of the black deer, and walked up the mountain.
"Thank you, husband, do you dare to ask where this place is?" The woman struggled twice, but she couldn't move at all. She didn't have any strength in her body, so she had to ask weakly.
"You're quite an interesting girl." Although the old woodcutter was very old, he was very strong. He could chop left and right with his clothes open, and still had some strength left. He turned around and said with a smile, "I traveled thousands of miles from Dayuan. On the way here, you ordered a group of people to kill you with stray arrows, and you suffered so much. Is it possible that you don’t even know what happened?”
The woman suddenly raised her brows and said nothing, but it was difficult to move her right arm, so she stretched out her left arm and touched her waist.
"Girl, you are so heartless. I saved your life. Of course I have no malice at all. Why bother to draw the sword?" The old woodcutter stopped his movements, walked up to the woman, patted the black deer on the head, and gently used his beard to He rubbed the horse's cheek and smiled brightly, "This is the Feilai Peak next to the summer pine trees. But what I didn't expect was that the horse's strength was so good. It didn't take long to run. When we arrived at Zoumachuan, we were delayed for two days on the old road and almost missed you."
The woman was horrified. When she looked at the old woodcutter again, her expression was full of astonishment.
Although Zoumachuan is quite close to Jixiasong territory, it is far away from Feilai Peak. It is hopeless to reach here in three to five days with the strength of a black deer, so the woman was shocked. Besides, there is still doubt.
"Don't look at me, old man. I'm not a god on the mountain. I'm just an ordinary woodcutter. If you still don't believe me, just go to the mountain and have a look." The old man looked at the blood in the woman's arms, which had turned from black to red. He untied the rope for the woman and said calmly, "Yes, yes, although she is a woman, she is still a member of the Great Yuan Dynasty. Her physique is even better than that of ordinary men. She is a good material for martial arts training."
But the old man immediately changed the subject and said narrowly, "But the man on the mountain is not an ordinary person. Whether he can be as discerning as him depends on your luck as a girl. Now that the injury has healed, I will be old for the time being. After being sent here, the girl has to walk the rest of the way by herself."
Before the woman could recover, the old man headed down the mountain, swinging the hatchet, and humming to himself: "When will the mundane things stop? I still want to stop talking. I have said for a long time that there is no time in the mountains, and it will be rotten, rotten, and rotten." Why bother and worry when the stars in the vicissitudes of life have fallen into the plains."
When the mountain flowers were blooming, Li Baoyu's dharma body rode on the clouds and traveled around on behalf of the deity.
Without any concern, he swayed, swayed, carried firewood on his back, and went straight to the eighth pole.
