Bitter!
It’s so painful for me, it’s a hundred times more painful than ten thousand bitter melons burned and condensed into half a cup of juice!
This is how Fatty described the taste of that thing after a long time.
People who only feel bitter have deafening ears, rolled eyes, blocked nostrils, and brain pain.
Seeing the fat man holding his neck and swallowing those things, I knew that this was even more difficult than swallowing a hundred needles alive.
I didn't dare to waste another drop of Blood Blue Dragon Pill red liquid, I just waited for the fat man to speak again.
The fat man was so miserable that he couldn't even open his eyes. After a long while, he described intermittently that he felt those things swimming in his stomach for a while, and then it seemed like there was something swimming in his blood vessels. Moreover, the injury on the leg stopped, and the transparent skin seemed to no longer spread.
I checked again and again, and I was immediately ecstatic. Nothing can make people more energetic than being saved from a desperate situation!
Since this bitter thing is indeed a life-saving medicine, then the fat man must be given a strong medicine.
I repeated the steps just now, this time I chose to place the Blood Orchid Dragon Pill on the shore and put the flashlight on one side for lighting. Use your hands to scoop up the red liquid and then touch the water, so that every living creature is trapped in your palm as much as possible.
Without the direct light source, when I lowered my head and looked underwater, I felt that the world below was even more blurry and mysterious.
I always felt that there was a huge black shadow staring at me quietly below. This thought became more and more engraved in my mind. I hurriedly shook my head vigorously to focus on saving people, otherwise I would not wait for a second. Zhongdu didn't dare to stay any longer. This was human instinct driving him to escape from a dangerous place.
Fortunately, a miracle happened. The fat man's wound stopped spreading and retreated a little bit. However, at this moment, Long Wu suddenly coughed violently, and a mouthful of thick white viscous liquid was like paint that had just been poured into his belly. He spat it out.
The fat man quickly stopped rescuing himself and put the living creature I handed over into Long Wu's mouth.
But those living creatures did not easily get into Long Wu's belly. Instead, they banged their heads in his bulging cheeks. It could be seen that Long Wu wanted to cough, and his neck was already choked, but his mouth was blocked by the fat man. Cover.
The fat man said to me eagerly: "The third child is too toxic, and these things are not willing to go down!"
I got away and wanted to go up to help. Fortunately, before I could fully reach the shore, the living thing was finally pushed down. Seeing this, the fat man hurriedly let go of his hands. Long Wu finally got a breath, and opened and closed his mouth widely, feeling very comfortable.
Long Wu's injuries were also brought under control!
At this moment, I was so excited that I had no time to celebrate. When I looked down, I saw that most of the red liquid in the Blood Orchid Dragon Pill had been used up!
At this time, Long Wu's weak voice came: "One dragon pill can only save one person, it's too late..."
The next process was really thrilling. I never thought that the moment of racing against time to save people would come so suddenly and so quickly.
The effect of the Blood Orchid Dragon Pill can only save one person, but fortunately, Fatty's initial poisoning was not deep-rooted and he could cure them all. Long Wu proposed to save Fatty with all his strength, but Fatty evened out some of it and controlled Long Wu's injuries. At least the spread of the transparent skin was controlled below the armpits.
Injuries that could only be covered with gloves now required full arm armor.
The fat man's wound finally closed, and he instantly felt as energetic as recovering from a serious illness. I, who had never believed in miraculous medicines before, now really worshiped the mysterious magic of the ancients.
After a lot of tossing, the Blood Orchid Dragon Pill has turned into an empty shell. Holding this empty shell, I suddenly felt like I was missing something. Originally, these were two Blood Orchid Dragon Pills, but there was a certain trouble in them, so I had to use them. Only one of my two brothers had to be saved.
The rescuer now became the rescued. Everything happened too fast. Long Wu's injuries were not enough to hold on any longer. The fat man and I helped him lean against the wall.
Fatty insisted that there might be something else going on in the Hanging Soul Cellar, and maybe the red liquid in it came from the same place as the red liquid in the Blood Blue Dragon Pill. In this way, Long Wu could also be rescued.
Fatty has never seen the true appearance of the Hanging Soul Cellar, but I have a conclusion, that is, the red liquid in it is definitely not the same thing as the red liquid in the Blood Orchid Dragon Pill, at least, it is not yet.
Moreover, we have no clues about the longevity dragon spring water until now. The mysterious pond water we are here has also catalyzed the onset of strange poisonous injuries, which makes me no longer have illusions about the longevity dragon spring water.
After settling Long Wu, the fat man took the lead and got into the hanging soul cellar. But as soon as I followed him in, the fat man whispered to me: "It's strange to say that the two dragon pills that were originally good turned into One, could it really be true to the legend? Wherever a dragon appears, there must be death?"
Whether intentional or not, I heard this sentence a little harsh. My eyes were staring at the situation in the Hanging Soul Cellar, and I was not in a hurry to answer. Most of these coffins were in an astonishing state of decay, and the wood was densely packed like melted wax after a candle had just burned out. It was impossible to count how many there were.
Speaking of the first wasted Blood Orchid Dragon Pill, I still want to beat my chest. Before I knew the magical effect of the Blood Orchid Dragon Pill, I had thought about the last life-saving plan, which was to force Long Wu to break his arm to survive. But this comes with great risks. Antibiotics and hemostatic bandages are not currently available.
Seeing that I didn't answer, the fat man had already limped to the depths of the Hanging Soul Cellar alone. He suddenly said "Hey" to a coffin and raised the Colt in his hand as if to smash it down.
The fat man's actions were often accompanied by recklessness. I shouted to him hastily: "You are not a three-year-old child. What the hell are you doing if you can't keep an eye on him!"
As soon as I screamed, the fat man immediately pulled the bolt of the gun and looked on guard, and made a silent gesture towards me.
I hurriedly went over to take a look and saw that the row of coffins was newly opened! The satyr's corpse is also new!
That sheep-faced man, with his tall, strong and downy body, could definitely be Sartre!
The surrounding rows of coffins were in a state of decay, but Sartre's coffin was the only one lying there. The lid of the coffin lay aside, but the coffin body was still relatively well preserved.
What frightened me even more was that I recognized this one-eyed satyr at a glance. One of its black eyes was holed by me!
There are other bullets embedded in it, from the Colt and the May 4th pistol, you can clearly see them.
"I was shocked just now! But it looks like this thing is already dead!" At the same time, the fat man expressed wonder to me: "In the Qilin Pond in Lingge, wasn't this thing dragged into the pond by the headless rice dumpling? Are you done? How come... we meet here again? "
"Ask me, which god should I ask?" The fat man reminded me just now.
Compared with this dead Sartre, I am more afraid of the headless corpse standing behind us in the cold!
