After her daughter left, Jian Wanfeng sat alone under the lamp and meditated.
If nothing else, the antidote should have fallen into Su He's hands. And if Suhe gets this medicine, he will definitely go to rescue King Yong.
When I think about the opportunity that I had got being snuffed out like this, I feel filled with resentment.
His eyes became fiercer and his aura was terrifying.
Su He, do you think that Mr. Jian has such a deep plan?
Even if you get the antidote, you can't even hope to save people.
After that, he opened the wooden bird in the secret compartment.
The wooden bird fluttered a few times and then disappeared into the night.
And Suhe got the antidote, just as he expected.
Galloping all the way to the east gate.
It was still early before dawn, but he knew that there was not much time left for him and King Yong.
It's like quicksand between your fingers, the more you hold it, the less it becomes.
Jian Wanfeng is a man who never leaves room for his enemies. It is said that the opportunity is five days, but it is probably only about two days.
Two days is their estimate.
Realistically, probably less.
Therefore, there is not much time left for them.
He hurried in this carriage, but King Yong in the other carriage suddenly turned over and vomited red, then fell down on the collapse and no one knew what was going on.
The imperial doctor was frightened by this battle and rushed forward to check his pulse. No. 1 didn't know the result, but No. 1 almost lost his soul and flew out of his body.
Seeing that his expression was different, Que Yunzi stepped forward and held his other hand. This time, the same frightened soul almost squeezed out of the Tianling Gai.
Looking at the imperial doctor, is this the result you expected?
The imperial doctor almost stopped crying, his hand trembling while pressing King Yong's pulse. Goddess, what should I do? Why do good people suddenly disappear?
It’s not that there are five days. Even if there are not five days, it’s still two and a half days if you fold it in half.
No matter how bad it is, it should take two days.
But, what's the matter now? There's still more than an hour left in Lianye, so why...how come it's gone.
Huaiyin leaned against the door and watched quietly. For him, this was a good thing, and God helped him.
After all, this person will be poisoned, and he has a share of the credit.
It would not be a good thing if King Yong survives.
However, he knew very well that if he went up now, he would be subject to suspicion, such as whether he had ulterior motives. They can't believe in themselves, and they are happy to get rid of it.
So he watched quietly, saying nothing to anyone, just standing aside and watching.
Suddenly, Zou Jiren made some medicine and came in.
The moment he opened the curtain, he pulled her to a corner and then gave her a look.
Zou Jiren looked at him. Although he was unhappy, he still didn't express it. As he looked around, he immediately saw something strange.
Then he got rid of his restraint, put the medicine on the table, and then quickly stepped forward to ask the reason.
At this time, the imperial doctor was already paralyzed and didn't know what to do. I don't even know how to tell Xian Geyue what happened. This is almost a fatal problem.
How to say it, how to do it?
In the end, it seemed like they all died.
"Doctor?"
"It's over, it's over..." The imperial doctor fell down in front of the bed, his eyes suddenly became lifeless, looking away blankly, and there was no response at all despite your call.
Seeing that Zou Jiren couldn't get any results from his inquiry, he asked Queyunzi, "Senior?"
At this time, Que Yunzi's face was completely free of the usual laughter and curses, replaced by a solemn expression. This has never happened in the past.
Putting down King Yong's arm, he glanced at the imperial doctor on the ground, frowned at Zou Jiren and said, "Go and ask Hu Xihe to come over quickly."
"good."
Without saying a word, Zou Jiren turned around and walked out of the tent quickly, looking for Hu Xihe.
The death aura of King Huaiyin Guanyong has appeared and his breath is gone. Trying to save him is just in vain.
He said: "Everyone is gone. Old man Que, shouldn't you recognize the fact? Instead of doing useless work here, it's better to send someone to tell Xian Geyue quickly.
Lest he become extremely angry and all his anger will be directed at you. "
Queyunzi didn't make sense.
Patting the imperial doctor, he asked him to hurry up and help King Yong to stand up and give him a hand.
The imperial doctor was in tears, his nose was full of tears, he picked up his clothes and wiped them randomly, looked at himself, his face turned red and his ears were hot, and he said: "Old senior, is it possible that you have a way to bring the dead back to life?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Que Yunzi slapped him angrily. I have that ability, but I still need your help?
The imperial doctor was dumbfounded, then why did you ask me to help?
He lowered his eyes and glanced at King Yong. We can't let the Fourth Highness take care of the things behind his back before His Highness arrives, right?
"I call you stupid, but you are really stupid. Do you want to save your highness?"
Grinding and chirping, I will grind you to death even if you don't die.
Seeing that he still couldn't turn around, he sighed sadly: "Your Highness still has a breath in his heart. Hurry and help him up so that I can give him the acupuncture."
"Oh oh oh." The imperial doctor quickly got up and wiped his tears. He helped King Yong upright and looked at Que Yunzi with tears of gratitude. If you keep saying this, this junior will understand.
He thought that His Highness was completely gone, and that he would follow them to the ground.
You want to know, should you have told me earlier?
It's so embarrassing that I cried in vain.
Then he whispered, "Senior, why did you ask friend Zou Xian to find Hu Xihe?"
If I remember correctly, this person is a poisoner.
"You will know when the time comes."
Queyunzi held his breath and concentrated, and the silver needles in his hands were inserted into King Yong's key points one by one. As time passed, thick sweat oozed from his head.
Drop by drop rolled down, moistening the eyes.
The salty feeling brings a very uncomfortable experience.
After a long time, he finally placed the last stitch.
Only then did he have time to raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his eyes, and wiped it randomly.
He said: "You hold it up first, and wait until the old man brings that ray of energy up."
After that, he started to twist his hands.
The fingertips were connected to the heart, all the way up until the King Yong's teeth were opened.
Suddenly, the lips of the person with tightly closed lips opened slightly.
A wisp of seemingly invisible breath flew out from it and was immediately caught by it. Like a bird about to fly, it is grabbed by the throat and keeps twisting and struggling, trying to escape.
"Want to run?"
Queyunzi raised his eyebrows angrily, urging his energy with his fingertips.
He took it out immediately and struck it into his forehead with lightning speed.
King Yong groaned and finally came back from the underworld in one breath.
Although it was very weak, it was saved at least.
The imperial doctor was overjoyed and said: "Old senior, is Your Highness okay?"
Que Yunzi slapped his waist and rolled his eyes at him, what were he thinking? We just took a breath and were still far from being fine.
It's that simple. Yama Powder is not Yama Powder and should be called Bodhisattva Powder.
"What should I do?"
"Let's wait until Xihe comes." Queyunzi sighed. He had done everything he had to do, and the rest could only be done according to fate.
If King Yong's fate is as it should be, then it is his fate.
If he can survive this hurdle and wait for Suhe's antidote, then his life should not be cut off and he should be blessed with this fate. But exactly how it happens depends on God’s will.
Just as he was talking, there was a commotion outside the tent.
It turned out that Zou Jiren didn't care about dragging the person out of the bed without even stopping along the way.
As a result, people only had time to put on their boots and fasten their clothes when they got to the door.
Fortunately, the army is all men, otherwise it would be embarrassing and embarrassing.
After a rough tidying up, it was settled.
Open the curtain slowly and step slowly.
Said: "I said you didn't tell me what happened when you dragged me here. You should be able to tell me now, right?"
Zou Jiren looked slightly embarrassed and said, "Zou is not very clear, just ask your seniors."
Hu Xihe originally wanted to say a few more words, but when his eyes fell on King Yong, everything became clear in an instant.
Said: "Forget it, I understand."
Boost your energy while walking
, and suddenly there was a charming pearl in his palm.
This is his newly gathered poison bead, the previous one was destroyed in the hands of Hua Zhongying.
After that, there was no source of life to rely on. However, time was also fate, and it was that desperate situation that led to today's blessing in disguise.
Only when you jump out of the barrier of life and death can you realize that the world is vast.
"Put the person down and get out of your way."
The imperial doctor swallowed, quickly followed the instructions, and then jumped up and down to escape.
Que Yunzi left with the support of Zou Jiren and also retreated to a slightly farther distance.
Immediately, Hu Xihe placed the poison bead above King Yong.
A faint green light seeped into his body instantly. Like a small wind passing by, it penetrates everywhere.
At this point, King Yong's aura was finally stable.
But this is not a long-term solution.
The key is to have an antidote.
The imperial doctor looked at the poisonous bead and suddenly felt that his throat was dry and he could not speak clearly.
After hesitating for a long time, I finally managed to say something.
Said: "Senior, senior, how long can we... how long can we last like this?
When will the antidote for Mr. Baili arrive? "
Queyunzi said: "It depends on King Yong himself."
"Why?"
"Fighting poison with poison is the way to detoxify. Fighting poison with poison is the last resort to prolong life.
We don't have an antidote. We took the elixir that suppressed the spread of toxins earlier, and now we have become seducers.
They increase the speed of poisonous development. "
"But, given the circumstances at that time, is it okay for Your Highness to refuse to accept it?"
"Yes, if you don't obey, you will die. This is the insidiousness and viciousness of the other party, which makes it impossible for us to guard against it and to save it."
"Then...what if Your Highness can't hold on?"
"Then there is only death."
"This..." the imperial doctor sighed and said, "If His Highness can hold on, how long can he hold on at most?"
Hu Xihe stretched out a finger and said: "One hour, when the hour comes, we will be unable to recover."
In fact, King Yong's body was already riddled with holes due to the toxins. To hold on for one more hour is all because of his iron-clad faith.
This hour is already considered as extra borrowed from the Book of Life and Death.
Where else can you expect anything else?
Hearing this, the camp suddenly became silent.
Everyone knows exactly what will happen next. I just don’t want to, I just don’t want to, I just don’t want to admit it.
Even if you are drowning, you have to wait until the water is above your head before you are willing to accept it.
Don't give up until the last minute.
Huai Yin lowered his eyes, hiding the cold light in his eyes.
That trace was so fast that no one could notice it. It disappeared in a flash, as if nothing happened.
He didn't move or speak.
But he knew better than anyone that King Yong could not wait for that moment. Even if his beliefs are iron-clad and his heart is sincere, it's useless, it's all bullshit.
Because, when the Huxi River passes by.
Oh, he has already taken action.
It is impossible to live.
Only death is liberation.
Those who are about to die can be liberated, and they themselves can also be temporarily liberated.
This is a win-win situation.
Therefore, it is impossible for King Yong to survive.
It is impossible to use poison to perpetuate poison or to perpetuate life.
If you don't die, then someone should be unable to sit still.
How could that person make King Yong live, and how could he make Su He happy?
He raised his eyes and glanced slightly, and saw that the fire was about the same.
He said, "I'll go outside and take a look. Call me if you need anything."
After saying that, he turned around, with a look of triumph that he couldn't hide in his eyes.
Then he opened the curtain, bowed his head and walked out.
The moment he raised his head, he froze in place.
How?
