The stench filled the air, and even Jiang Zizai showed a hint of suspicion, gently covering his nose and looking at Ning Yue.
"The fart is poisonous. I want to deal with you. Do I need to use poison?"
Ning Yue snorted coldly, the medicinal paste in his hand had been rolled into pills, and he said calmly:
"It's your choice to eat or not to eat."
"Uncle Wu, I believe him."
The girl gritted her teeth, endured the strong smell, took the pill, and then fed it to the boy on Uncle Wu's back.
Perhaps he was awakened by the stench, the young man slowly opened his eyes and frowned unconsciously:
"It stinks, sister, what are you going to give me?"
"Brother, I met a senior at the Reincarnation Temple. He said that this medicine can resolve your illness."
The girl quickly said: "Eat it quickly."
"Can it resolve my illness?"
The young man looked at the pills, then at Ning Yue and Jiang Zizai, and suddenly sighed in his heart.
How could such a smelly thing be medicine? It seemed that his sister had met a liar, but the boy did not expose it.
He was dying and didn't want to see his sister look disappointed and sad again.
The young man forced a smile and said, "Sister, thank you."
After saying that, he swallowed the pill in one gulp, not daring to chew it because he was afraid that he would spit it out if he couldn't help it.
After swallowing the pill, the young man was about to say something else when his expression suddenly became startled, and then his pale face improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then he coughed violently a few times, and coughed up a ball of black blood. As soon as the black blood hit the ground, white smoke rose up, and a deep pit was instantly corroded on the ground!
"I-I'm really fine!?"
The young man couldn't believe it. He felt that all his strength had returned.
Uncle Wu was also shocked.
"Thank you, senior, thank you, senior!"
The girl burst into tears with excitement and knelt down directly in front of Ning Yue and kowtowed repeatedly.
"It's just a little effort."
Ning Yue said calmly: "Get up."
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Jiang Zizai would have really thought that Ning Yue had invited someone to play a trick on him.
But he believed in his own eyes. He watched with his own eyes as Ning Yue forced the evil ghost spider poison out of the boy's body!
Even Emperor Wu couldn't do it!
"How did you do that!?"
Jiang Zizai couldn't help but ask.
He did not hide the surprise and confusion on his face.
In his opinion, although Ning Yue has some cultivation, his talent is also very good. Not only is he no worse than the top geniuses of the Shang Dynasty, but even in a place like Da Zhou, if he can be promoted to a micro martial arts master at this age, he must be better than those top geniuses. a little.
But even so, these geniuses can't be compared with Emperor Wu, and now Ning Yue has accomplished something that even Emperor Wu can't do. How can it not be shocking?
"The medical skills are just trivial and make Grandpa Ninth laugh."
Ning Yue smiled.
"This guy……"
Jiang Zizai looked a little strange.
He even began to wonder whether it was the right thing to trade Ning Yue for Jiang Dao. Ning Yue was so talented, had such medical skills, and was half of the Jiang family. If the Jiang family recognized Ning Yue's existence, this is also a good thing for the Jiang family.
This thought only stayed in his mind for a moment, and immediately disappeared due to the presence of the Seventh Prince.
Unless Ning Yue gives an explanation to the Seventh Prince, the Jiang family's current position is in jeopardy. Even the ancestor of the second level of Emperor Wu can't turn things around.
"You can go."
Jiang Zizai said calmly, and then walked away.
Ning Yue saw this and followed him.
The girl was slightly startled. She quickly stood up from the ground and chased for a few steps, but then she stopped and stared blankly at the retreating figures of Ning Yue.
However, before the two of them had taken a few steps, they saw hundreds of arrows shooting through the air. Some of these arrows were aimed at girls and boys, but a few were aimed at Jiang Zizai and Ning Yue.
"Ants!"
Jiang Zizai was furious, and the terrifying aura swept out of his body, instantly turning the arrows into powder!
At the same time, a large group of people surrounded them. The leader looked at the young girl with a sneer:
"Prince Jing, Princess Jing, you two brothers and sisters actually went to such a remote place. Is there a treasure hidden here that can turn things around for you?
In order to hunt you down, I have been working hard all the way. Please be kind and don't let me do it again.
As long as you kill yourself, the pro-soldiers around you will survive.
The Song Dynasty is no longer your world. Don't make it difficult for me, okay? "
"Rebel!"
When Uncle Wu saw the visitor, he immediately shouted angrily and at the same time protected the young girl behind him with a somewhat nervous expression:
"Your Highnesses, you run away first, and I will stop these traitors."
Behind the Reincarnation Temple is the cliff. Is there any way to escape?
The young man sighed softly and looked at the visitor: "What benefit did Fourth Uncle give you that makes you willing to bear a century of infamy and commit rebellion?"
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. As long as the fourth prince ascends the throne and becomes the emperor, who in this world dares to insult us!"
The leader snorted coldly.
"You were once a high-ranking official and a minister of the Song Dynasty, but now, you are going to raise your sword against the royal family of the Song Dynasty!"
The young man said calmly.
"The foolish king has no morals. You are the heir of the foolish gentleman, and you must have the same virtues as him. Only the fourth prince is unparalleled in virtue and can sit on the throne."
The leader said calmly: "No need to say more nonsense, if you two don't commit suicide, everyone present today will not be able to escape from here."
"Yeah."
Jiang Zizai spoke slowly.
Ning Yue smiled.
The opponent's few arrows just now have angered a strong Martial King. It seems that there will be no good end, and he is happy to watch the show.
"I've never seen you, who are you?"
The leader looked at Jiang Zizai and said calmly: "The tribute from the Prince's Mansion? You can't leave either. Since you have spoken, I will send you on your way first."
After saying this, more than a dozen figures rushed towards Jiang Zizai, each one of them a strong warrior.
"Ants."
Jiang Zizai shook his head slightly, waved his sleeves and robe, and the dozens of figures instantly turned into blood mist and dissipated between the sky and the earth.
At this moment, the air seemed to be completely frozen.
Uncle Wu was dumbfounded. How is such a method different from that of ghosts and gods?
He thought of the scene where Ning Yue waved his sleeves and robe just now. If the other party showed no mercy, would they have turned into blood mist like this group of traitors?
The leader was also in shock and could not speak for a long time.
He had already noticed that Jiang Zizai was definitely not a mortal. Before he could ask for mercy, Jiang Zizai waved his sleeves again.
Hundreds of elites, including the leader, turned into blood mist all over the sky. After the blood mist fell to the ground, the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of red gauze.
"gone."
Jiang Zizai grabbed Ning Yue's arm and took a step forward. He was already a hundred feet away and disappeared from everyone's sight in a few seconds.
"Gods, gods..."
The boy muttered to himself.
