Maybe he had been sleeping for too long, or maybe the nightmare was too long. After sitting up, he looked dazed for three to five seconds. When the last trace of confusion dissipated, he subconsciously raised his hand and touched the corners of his eyes. There was some moisture, which should be tears.
My heart was still aching. I had completely forgotten what I had dreamed. I only remembered three words: Eternal Heaven, like a nightmare. I was entangled with him endlessly.
"What's going on here."
Zhao Yun murmured and slapped his forehead hard. From that day onwards, he started dreaming every now and then. After the nightmare, he felt as if he was exhausted. This time he was even weaker, his face was pale, his breath was depressed, and blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth.
I went through a big melee, and I don’t know where I was injured. Also, I clearly don’t remember what I dreamed about, but I feel an urge to cry.
"Xiu'er, um?"
Before Zhao Yun could finish his words, he froze there and looked at him in astonishment.
Gone, the moon god disappeared, and the moon also disappeared.
"Where are the people?"
Zhao Yun stood up, exhausted his eyesight, and looked around his consciousness to make sure that the Moon God was not in seclusion. The goddess disappeared out of thin air, and his consciousness could no longer find any trace of it, leaving him confused.
"gone?"
Zhao Yun asked himself, feeling that this guess was very reliable.
Because of this determination, he couldn't help but feel empty in his heart, with an inexplicable sense of loss. He left without saying a word. Although that girl cheated on him every day, she was still very good to him. Without the Moon God, he would
Without him today, this kind of gratitude comes from the soul.
"I just left without saying goodbye."
Zhao Yun murmured to himself. To be honest, he felt quite uncomfortable.
This feeling is like missing a family member, and I can't even stop talking.
"Third brother?"
Zhao Chuan came and saw Zhao Yun alone in a daze, so he called out tentatively.
Zhao Yun calmed down and smiled, "How long have I been sleeping?"
"Three days." Zhao Chuan answered truthfully.
"Why are you so dizzy?" Zhao Yun rubbed his eyebrows.
Boom! Bang!
While I was talking, I heard a sudden roar. From the sound of the sound, I thought someone was fighting.
Zhao Yun heard this and connected the clone's sight.
When you enter your eyes, you can see two beautiful figures: orchids and dancing phoenixes.
After seeing it, Zhao Yun rubbed his eyebrows for a moment.
Look! You can’t believe what a woman says.
Feng Wu made a good talk that day, but they started fighting again when they met.
Boom! Bang!
When he looked, the rumbling was even louder.
There were many people from the Demon family gathered, and there were also many people trying to stop the fight, "Don't fight."
It's okay not to break up the fight. Generally speaking, Youlan and Fengwu fought more fiercely. One was a demon saint and the other was a Rashomon killer. One went berserk and the other demonized. They were evenly matched.
.
The devil is here, where is Zhengchu going to watch the show?
"Why don't you give me some advice?" Zhao Yun came and patted Mozi casually.
"I want to advise you." Mozi wiped away the nosebleed.
Zhao Yun stepped forward and saw that Mozi's nose was bruised and his face was swollen. There were bright red slap marks on both sides of his face. Looking at the size of the slap, it was obviously a woman's hand, small and graceful.
"Human! It's better to be calm." Mozi said seriously. To break up a fight, you have to separate people, such as Youlan and Feng Wu. When they are fighting, it's best not to get together. Just like him, he tried to break up the fight with good intentions.
Someone gave him a slap in the face, and up to this moment, his head was still buzzing.
whispering sound!
Zhao Yun disagreed and went over to break up the fight, "Don't fight."
Snap! Snap!
When it was over, he came back with a slap mark on his left and right faces.
"Human! It's better to stay calm."
Zhao Yun wiped away the nosebleed and spoke with sincerity and sincerity.
"Everyone from Rashomon deserves to die."
"Destroy my Qing Lingzhu, and settle all old and new grudges."
More and more people gathered around, and Youlan and Feng Wu fought more and more fiercely. Not to mention Zhao Yun, even the devil didn't know what kind of hatred they had. He only knew that before Feng Wu became the saint of the magic family, the two had a feud.
There have been many battles over the grudges, and they will fight every time they meet. One fight lasts for hundreds of rounds.
"If someone marries these two, there will be so much fuss!" Ling Fei also came, lamenting endlessly.
As he said this, the guy glanced at Zhao Yun.
Mo Zi also came up and glanced at Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun just rubbed his eyes, which were so slapped that stars appeared in his eyes.
"What kind of situation is it like when we go to bed!"
Ling Fei's mind was wide open again, he rubbed his chin and thought about it. He could beat Zhao Yun, but he probably wouldn't be able to withstand it. He had to find a stronger bed, otherwise, the bed would easily collapse.
boom!
Under the spotlight, Youlan and Fengwu hit hard again.
After this blow, Feng Wu suddenly stopped, and even the thrust of the sword instantly withdrew its sword power. She only narrowed her beautiful eyes to look at Youlan. It's not surprising that she was like this. It's just that Youlan was in a very bad state at this moment.
Oh no, how bad is it? The blood that was originally surging has become extremely weak; the cheeks that were originally rosy have become as pale as paper, the corners of the mouth are still bleeding, and cold sweat is pouring down the cheeks.
"It's not an injury. It's poison." Feng Wu's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly.
Well.!
Youlan groaned, staggered, and collapsed to the ground.
Maybe it was very cold, her whole body was trembling, and she was in unbearable pain. Her beautiful eyes also had a hint of confusion. The pain of being devoured by all kinds of insects had already made him suffer.
Not clear between reality and illusion.
Now that things are like this, Feng Wu must be embarrassed to fight again.
"Youlan." Zhao Yun stepped forward.
"Kill. Kill me."
Youlan nestled in Zhao Yun's arms, speaking hoarsely and weakly.
For her, death may be a kind of relief, and dying in Zhao Yun's hands would not be bad.
"I will save you."
Zhao Yun poured his true energy into Youlan's heart and protected Youlan's heart. His expression was quite ugly. After knowing him for so long, he realized that Youlan's body was poisonous and had invaded the bone marrow. The pain was obvious.
Feng Wu has squatted down to feel Youlan's pulse.
Fighting is just a matter of venting. Don't mess around at critical moments.
After she stopped her hand, she looked at Youlan with a frown and asked, "What kind of poison did you get?"
Youlan was silent, not because she didn't want to say it, but because she didn't know.
This is the fate of the killer.
Everyone in the Rashomon sect, except the master of the Rashomon sect, was forced to eat a kind of poison. No one knew what the poison was. They only knew that the poison would become addictive once eaten, and the antidote needed to be taken regularly.
The antidote is okay, but if there is no antidote, it will feel like being eaten by thousands of insects, and life would be worse than death.
In the whole world, only the Master of the Rashomon Sect has the antidote.
This is the case in Rashomon. The killer of Rashomon is controlled with poison. If he is obedient and completes the tasks assigned by his superiors on time, he will get the antidote. If he is disobedient and fails to complete the task, he will not get the antidote.
The Rashomon killers all know the pain of not taking the antidote.
"It must be Rashomon's unique poison," Mako said thoughtfully.
Including him, all the powerful demons present looked at it one by one. When they arrived, they all shook their heads helplessly. Since it was poison, it would have to be treated with the right medicine. I didn't even know what the poison was, so I couldn't figure it out.
"Damn."
Zhao Yun snorted coldly and poured in more true energy. He knew it too late. He only knew that Youlan had gone berserk during the full moon before, but he didn't know that there was still poison in his body. The moon god must have known about it, but it was a pity that he didn't ask. At this moment,
I wanted to ask, but the Moon God was no longer there. Was he underestimating Rashomon?
Whoosh!
The Great Elder of the Demon Family also came. Seeing this scene, he frowned. He also stepped forward to check Youlan's pulse. No one present bothered him. The Great Elder had extensive experience, so he should know what kind of poison it was.
It took a long time before I saw him stop.
"She was poisoned."
Ling Fei asked in a low voice, and everyone looked at him.
"You have to ask the Master of the Rashomon Sect."
The Great Elder of the Demon Family took a deep breath. Even with his experience, he didn't know what kind of poison it was. Even Daxia Hongyuan probably wouldn't be able to recognize it. Anyone could recognize it. Rashomon may have collapsed long ago.
"This is going to be difficult." Ling Fei coughed dryly.
"Kill. Kill me.
"Youlan pulled Zhao Yun tightly, her voice hoarse.
The elder of the Demon Family sighed and forcibly froze Youlan. She had to freeze it. Otherwise, it would be difficult for this girl to bear it. Once the poison that has invaded the bone marrow takes effect, it will be worse than death.
"I will save you."
Zhao Yun said, using his sword energy, he cut through Youlan Jade Arm, and a bowl of blood was released. The blood formed into a ball and hung in his palm. Then thunder and lightning tore it apart, and after all the hardening, the blood was turned into ashes.
But there is a trace of black energy remaining, which is the terrible poison. The poison has invaded Youlan's bone marrow. Every drop of blood in her body lurks the terrible poison. Now that it has been refined, Zhao Yun can only do this and cannot solve it.
Orchid's poison, the reason why it is refined, has a hidden meaning.
"Unrecognizable."
The old guys looked at it again and again and shook their heads.
As he watched, Zhao Yun swallowed the wisp of poison.
"Hello."
Everyone wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Everyone looked wonderful. The poison of Orchid has not been cured yet, why are you adding to the chaos? Even a wisp of poison will take root and sprout in the body.
Zhao Yun said nothing and only closed his eyes slightly.
"This guy is out of his mind." Ling Fei's lips twitched.
"Maybe he was kicked by a donkey." the old guys said.
"He wants to test the poison with himself." Mozi said calmly, he knew Zhao Yun best.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience raised their eyebrows.
Zhao Yun, who tried the poison with his own body and suffered a loss, figured it out.
The poison of Rashomon is so easy to test, you are playing with your life!
Mozi's guess was correct. Zhao Yun was indeed testing the poison on his own body. Others might not be able to try it, but he was different. Although he was not an alchemist, he knew as much as an alchemist. How could he find the antidote without experiencing it himself?
If the Moon God is still there, he must have a calm face. With Zhao Yun's talent, it is not difficult to find the antidote. It is just a matter of time. It is better than finding the master of the Rashomon Sect.
If You Lan is still awake, there must be mist in her eyes.
She is just a killer, who cares about her life or death, yet Zhao Yun risked his life to try poison.
Well.!
Youlan was sealed, but Zhao Yun groaned.
The poison has been absorbed by him, and it will really take root. In just three or five seconds, it will rush into his limbs, bones, internal organs, special meridians and eight meridians, followed by pain, like ten thousand
Insects gnawed at his body, and he, who was used to the pain of refining, couldn't help but growl. This was just a wisp of poison, but it hurt so much. One can imagine the pain of the poison invading the bone marrow. No wonder Youlan
Desire to die, such painful suffering, death is a kind of relief.
"What a courage!"
The powerful demon clan members clicked their tongues in their hearts. They dared to swallow the poison of Rashomon. Zhao Yunguo is a man. Although they don't know the origin of Zhao Yun and Youlan, his actions are worthy of their awe.