Hu Fei asked doubtfully: "This is the antidote to the golden needle poison? Isn't it right? As far as I know, the antidote is a black granular pill, not this kind of decoction."
"Black granular pills?" Shuang'er suddenly thought of the medicine he had taken, and asked hurriedly: "Does this pill have an extremely fishy odor and is difficult to swallow?"
Hu Fei nodded and said: "Exactly. So what you put in this bowl is not an antidote at all. How can the real antidote be so sweet? I would say this is just a bowl of sugar..."
Before he finished speaking, Hu Fei suddenly frowned, held his stomach with both hands, and said to himself: "What's going on... This... Why does my stomach feel so uncomfortable all of a sudden?"
Upon seeing this, Shuang'er asked: "Brother Hu, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"
"I...my stomach...stomach hurts so much...so...as if something is...going to come out of my stomach...ah!!! It hurts...it hurts so much! I...I know , it must be you...you little girl...who poisoned the bowl, you want...to kill me!?"
Shuang'er hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Brother Hu, please don't accuse a good person unjustly. The white porcelain bowl was placed on the bedside before you broke in. I never touched it. How could I have poisoned it?" ?”
At this moment, Hu Fei felt as if his stomach was going to explode. He couldn't bear it any longer. He picked up the scimitar in his hand and stabbed his abdomen, causing blood to flow out in an instant. Strangely enough, after this stabbing, the swelling pain in the abdomen was relieved a lot. Hu Fei quickly raised his knife and slashed eleven times in one breath until he could no longer hold the knife.
When Shuang'er saw it, he was dumbfounded and said to himself: "It seems that this bowl of soup will not only cause unbearable abdominal pain, but also damage the mind and make people insane. Otherwise, how could Hu Fei chop himself into a bloody mess and lose his human shape?" "
Shuang'er didn't know that, as Buttercup said, this bowl of soup was made from conflicting herbs. Not only would it have no detoxifying effect, but it would also cause blood congestion and qi swelling due to the conflict between the different medicinal properties of the herbs. painfully. If Hu Fei hadn't cut his abdomen open, causing the qi and blood to leak out, he would have died of blood coagulation and qi stagnation.
Hu Fei lay on the bed and rested for a long time. He felt that the pain in his abdomen had been greatly relieved, the blood from the wound stopped flowing, and his body gradually regained its strength. Thinking that it would not be easy to stay here for a long time, he hurriedly struggled to stand up from the bed, holding a scimitar, and walked to Shuang'er step by step, and said slowly: "You... tell me... that... that person named Zhao... Where is the girl?"
"Brother Hu, you can't protect yourself now. I advise you to leave Chen Mansion as soon as possible. Why should you lose your life for those false reputations?"
"Then...how can that be a false name? I...I, Hu Fei...want to be upright...and become the founding hero of the Great...Qi Dynasty! I...my name will be...famous for generations to come, and my name will last forever!"
Shuang'er saw Hu Fei covered in blood and with a ferocious face, and thought to himself: "This man has lost too much blood and is unconscious. There is no need to argue with him anymore."
Thinking of this, Shuang'er sighed and said nothing. When Hu Fei saw it, he said angrily: "You... say it or not?! Don't say it?! I... I'll chop you!"
After saying this, he picked up his machete, raised his head to Shuang'er and chopped it off. Although Shuang'er couldn't move his feet, his hands could still move freely. Seeing Hu Fei's scimitar coming, he hurriedly stretched out his hands and pushed outwards instinctively.
Then Hu Fei's whole body flew backwards like a cannonball, hit the partition wall of the back room hard, collapsed to the ground, and died.
Shuang'er was shocked when he saw it. After a long time, he murmured: "I...how can I kill...kill someone? Hu...Brother Hu, I'm...sorry, I didn't mean to hurt...hurt your life." , I hope you can understand under Jiuquan, no... don't hate me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone whispered: "Shuang'er... you did... the right thing. If you don't kill him, he... he will kill you. Do we still want to let... let others slaughter and wait for death? Can’t do it?”
When Shuang'er heard this voice, he was so happy that he could not wait to jump up immediately and shouted loudly: "Pan Shaoxia, are you okay!?"
The person who spoke was none other than Pan Suxuan. He had been fighting with Shi Tianyu for a long time. At first, the two of them attacked and defended, and the fight was evenly matched. However, Pan Suxuan's injury had not healed. As time went by, he lost his energy and gradually became at a disadvantage. Later, Lao Zhao and three other people arrived. Lao Wang saw that Pan Suxuan was already defeated and was afraid that he would make another mistake, so he took advantage of Pan Suxuan's concentrated fight with Shi Tianyu and secretly knocked him out. It seemed that Lao Wang did this for Taking the credit, in fact, he saved Pan Suxuan by retreating.
Lao Wang knew that Pan Suxuan was fine and would wake up sooner or later, so when he talked to Shi Tianyu and others just now, it was not only to distract Shi Tianyu's attention, but also to delay time and wait for Pan Suxuan to wake up. However, Lao Wang did not expect that when Pan Suxuan woke up, he himself had fallen asleep and would never wake up again.
Pan Suxuan had just woken up, but still felt like the world was spinning. It took a lot of effort to stand up and slowly came to Shuang'er.
Seeing that Pan Suxuan was safe and sound, Shuang'er couldn't help crying with joy, and choked with sobs: "Pan...Pan Shaoxia, I...I thought I would never see you again..."
Pan Suxuan smiled slightly and said: "Silly girl, what are you talking about? Aren't I standing in front of you properly?"
"Say...that's the case, but...when I saw you...falling to the ground, I...I really thought..."
"Why? Am I just that intolerant of beatings?"
"No...no...I'm afraid...of something happening to you."
Pan Suxuan stretched out his right hand, gently brushed Shuang'er's hair, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't die so easily, because there are still people in my heart who I miss deeply. If I leave, She'll be upset."
When Shuang'er heard this, his cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and he said softly: "No... I don't know who would be so lucky to... be able to walk into the heart of young... young hero."
"This person...she is far away...near..." Before Pan Suxuan could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a loud noise outside the house, and then the entire west wing shook a few times, like an earthquake. Pan Suxuan hurriedly walked out of the room and looked outside. He saw thick black smoke rising from the north gate of the General's Mansion, and bursts of fire were faintly visible below the black smoke.
Pan Suxuan was shocked, turned back to the house, and said to Shuang'er: "The north gate seems to be flooded, let's rush to put out the fire!"
Shuang'er shook his head and said: "This fire was ignited by thunder and fire bombs. We can't save it."
"Thunder and fire bombs?" Pan Suxuan asked in surprise: "You mean... Shi Tianyu and the others brought thunder and fire bombs into the general's mansion?"
