"Cold salad."
Su Ruotang pinched Mo Ronyan's chin, forced him to open his mouth, and stuffed the pill into his mouth without hesitation, "Whatever it is, a dead horse is treated like a living horse."
Fu Beixian glanced at Mo Dead Horse Rong Yan, feeling deeply sympathetic in his heart.
Mo Jinming looked at the blood ginseng in his hand, his handsome and gentle eyebrows stained with a little bitterness, "I read in ancient books that blood ginseng can cure all kinds of poisons."
"But because it is highly toxic in itself, you need to find Ganoderma lucidum to detoxify it before you can take it."
"Xian Ganoderma lucidum grass?" Su Ruotang frowned.
Upon hearing this lofty name, it must be an extremely hard-to-find herb.
If someone else's heroine wears books, she can bring a system, and the points can be redeemed for things.
Although she wore a space bracelet, it was basically stuff used in Western medicine.
What this other world needs are Chinese herbal medicines, and you have to work hard to find them yourself.
Why is this gap so big?
Thinking of this, Su Ruotang sighed, her voice weak, "Tell me, second brother, which ancestor's tomb will this thing go to?"
She felt that once she got rid of Mo Ronyan's cold poison, she could become a professional gold-touching captain.
If you die one day and return to modern times, you might still be able to make a living from this.
Mo Jinming was amused by her appearance, pinched the blood ginseng, and said with uncertainty in his tone, "I guess you don't need to go to the grave..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Rongyan frowned suddenly.
The next moment, he tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of black blood.
The pale face is dyed with a layer of crimson, and it is magnificent and breathtaking.
His brows were furrowed tightly, veins popped out on his forehead, and he looked extremely painful.
Su Ruotang was shocked and quickly pulled his wrist.
The slender fingertips landed on the man's slightly cold wrist, even trembling unnoticeably.
Fu Beixian was no longer in the mood to argue with Poison and looked at Mo Ronyan nervously.
After a moment, Su Ruotang let go of his hand with a strange look on his face.
"How is the third brother?" Mo Jinming asked worriedly.
The anxiety concentrated in Su Ruotang's eyes dissipated, and there was a hint of relaxation in her expression, "That's really a beauty without tears!"
Fu Beixian was delighted: "That's great."
Just as he was about to continue arguing with Poison, Su Ruotang's voice continued:
"Cousin, I will use silver needles to force the cold poison in his meridians to the Shentan point."
"Because the beauty has no tears, he has ten years of extra internal energy in his body out of thin air, but it has no guidance and is scattered in the meridians."
"You help him guide the internal energy scattered in his veins back to the sea of qi. The light snake venom and poison won't be able to threaten his life for half a year."
Fu Beixian glared at the army of poisonous insects.
I'll quarrel with you again later.
He helped Mo Ronyan up and placed his palms on his back, inputting internal energy.
Time passed bit by bit, and the poisonous creatures still had bright eyes, lying expectantly outside the stone wall.
Awaiting delicious food.
As Fu Beixian's face gradually turned pale, the scarlet color on Mo Ronyan's face gradually faded, and the bulging veins returned to their original appearance.
After about a cup of tea, Fu Beixian gathered his inner strength and swayed unsteadily.
Su Ruotang took out the silver needle, pierced several large points on his chest, and shouted in a deep voice, "Close your eyes and adjust your breathing!"
Fu Beixian closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
And Mo Ronyan slowly opened his eyes.
"Are you awake?" Su Ruotang's peach blossom eyes flashed with joy.
Mo Ronyan raised his long eyelashes.
Seeing his appearance clearly, Su Ruotang's heart suddenly sank.
"The Third Highness seems to have lost his mind!" Gu Shuya's expression changed, she grabbed Su Ruotang and quickly retreated.
Almost at the same time, Mo Rongyan slapped Su Ruotang with his palm.
If Gu Shuya hadn't reacted quickly, Su Ruotang would have been seriously injured under his palm.
Mo Jinming and Tan Zhixi stepped forward to stop Mo Ronyan.
Mo Ronyan's eyes were blood red and cold, like a delicate but emotionless killing snow sculpture.
Exquisite and noble, but like the eternal glacier.
Su Ruotang stared at Mo Rongyan with a pale expression, biting her lower lip hard with her small teeth.
"Tang'er, what's going on, Your Highness?" Gu Shuya looked shocked.
Looking at Mo Jinming and Tan Zhixi who were almost unilaterally crushed by Mo Ronyan, Su Ruotang struggled to spit out seven words, "The King of Ten Thousand Gus - Heart-Eating Gu."
It has been lost in modern times, and she only read about it in ancient medical books.
"Heart-eating Gu? A Gu refined by Lord Poison?" Gu Shuya's pretty face suddenly turned pale.
Everyone knows that Poison Master is unparalleled in the world not only in his poison skills, but also in his poison skills.
But cultivating Gu is extremely difficult, so he rarely shows it to people.
The one that is known to the world and ranks number one is the Heart-Eating Gu.
The heart-eating voodoo is not divided into mother voodoo and child voodoo. Once it enters the human body, even if it is sealed, it will control the person's mind.
Turn people into ruthless killing machines.
"Pfft..." Mo Jinming was slapped on the back by Mo Ronyan and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing Mo Rongyan turn around and pinch Tan Zhixi's throat, Su Ruotang ran to him and looked at him intently.
The soft voice revealed a deep attachment, "Rong Yan."
"Brothers and sisters, get away!" Mo Jinming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted.
Su Ruotang looked straight into Mo Rongyan's blood-red eyes and said word by word:
"If there is a god in the world, please protect my wife's safety."
The girl's soft and hoarse voice penetrated into Mo Rongyan's ears.
A trace of confusion flashed across his eyes, and then he tilted his head and stared at Su Ruotang with his blood-red eyes.
The strength in his hands gradually relaxed.
Su Ruotang took the opportunity to rescue Tan Zhixi and pushed him to Mo Jinming.
Mo Ronyan's eyes suddenly became bloodthirsty, he grabbed Su Ruotang's neck and lifted her up.
Su Ruotang's face turned red and she waved to Mo Jinming and others.
He spoke with difficulty and uttered a few words, "Husband, are you a cat?"
cat?
Mo Ronyan lowered his eyes and looked at his wrist.
The cold white and noble wrist was loosely tied with a red rope.
Below, crystal clear jade carvings hang down.
The light purple light circulates, making you feel naive.
Like a tiger and a cat.
Mo Ronyan's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly and he stared at the jade sculpture hanging down from his wrist.
"Ahem..." Su Ruotang felt his heart beating violently, with severe pain that seemed to explode, and his ears buzzed.
Breathing became increasingly difficult, and consciousness gradually became blurred.
She thought in a daze: If I die this time, I wonder if I can be reborn.
