At this time, Yang Kun discovered that there was a whip mark on Yang Qing's arm, and the skin was already torn. Yang Kun opened his eyes: "Brother, what's wrong with your injury?"
Yang Qing smiled faintly and said: "It's okay, it's just a skin injury." Although Yang Qing said it easily, Yang Kun could see that the matter was not that simple, because the wound had begun to turn purple and black, as if it had been shot.
Commonly poisonous.
"Who did it? Is it Xie Ling'er? Damn woman, I'm going to kill her to avenge you!" Yang Kun stood up angrily. Yang Qing is his closest relative in this world. This injury is worse than the one on
He still felt uncomfortable.
Yang Qing quickly held down Yang Kun and said: "Brother, don't be impulsive. This injury was not caused by Xie Linger, but by the Nether Messenger using the evil magic weapon [Green Thread Ghost Whip] to hurt me!"
"Green Thread Ghost Whip?" This was the first time Yang Kun heard the name of this magical weapon, so he didn't know what kind of magical weapon it was.
Yang Qing nodded and said: "The green-haired ghost whip is made from the hair of a hundred female ghosts and the blood essence of a hundred babies. It is extremely evil. If it is entangled, three souls and seven souls will be affected by it."
Suck it up."
Yang Kun stood up again in shock and said: "It is indeed a most evil magical weapon. This Nether Messenger is so cruel and vicious that he actually sacrifices such an evil treasure. By the way, if he is injured by the black-haired ghost whip, he will
How is it?"
Yang Qing looked a little bitter and whispered: "Within seven days, it will turn into a pool of blood!"
"What!" Yang Kun's eyes widened, he looked at Yang Qing in disbelief, and said, "How could this happen?"
Yang Qing grabbed Yang Kun's hand and said: "Little brother, don't be sad, everything is fate. If I die, then I can go to the underworld to meet my parents. However, it will be a pain for you.
From now on, when your brother is no longer with you, you must learn to take care of yourself."
Yang Kun finally couldn't stop crying, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted: "No, you can't die. You said you would take good care of me. I must save you. You said there must be a way, right?"
Yang Qing shook his head and said: "No one can detoxify the poison of the green-haired ghost whip. However, it is said that there is a mountain treasure that can detoxify it, but the growth environment of this mountain treasure is extremely special, and it is rare to find it in a thousand years.
"
Yang Kun said: "Just tell me, no matter what kind of mountain treasure it is, I will definitely find a way to get it back for you."
Yang Qing sighed and said: "It's useless. Today is the last day. Even if you find it, it's too late. By the way, I hope you don't let other people know about this, especially Lord Yang. I don't want him to do it."
I'm worried!"
Yang Kun shouted: "How long have you been talking nonsense? Please tell me quickly, what is the mountain treasure you are talking about?"
Yang Qing: "Fragrant corpse ink taro!"
Yang Qing just finished saying these four words, then his face turned bitter and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.
Yang Kun was so anxious that he shouted: "Come quickly, help Lord Xiduo to the bed!"
Now everyone was busy doing their own thing. When they heard Yang Kun shouting, they all stopped what they were doing, ran to the restaurant, and helped Yang Qing up to Yang Kun's room on the fourth floor.
Yang Kun laid Yang Qing down on the bed, and then said to everyone: "You all go out, I will call you if anything happens!"
After everyone went out, Yang Kun locked the door because he didn't want too many people to know about Xiangshi Moyu. The main reason was that he still didn't trust Yang Yulong and Yang Changmen, the father and son.
"I didn't expect that the fragrant corpse ink taro can detoxify the poison of the black-haired ghost whip. This is really great. Brother, don't worry, I will definitely cure you!"
Yang Kun took a fruit knife on the table, cut off a small piece of taro and fed it into Yang Qing's mouth. Then with a wave of his hand, the dustpan-sized taro returned to Yang Kun's world.
In the abstinence.
Since Yang Qing was highly poisoned and in a coma, it was difficult for him to refine the piece of ink taro by himself, so Yang Kun helped him sit up, sat down cross-legged, and then used his kung fu to heal him.
Unconsciously, it was already dark, and it was only in the middle of the night that Yang Qing showed some signs of improvement.
"Wow!" Yang Qing suddenly woke up and spit out a mouthful of black. His face finally returned to its rosy color, and the wounds on his arms were no longer black.
"Brother, how are you? Are you feeling better?" Yang Kun supported Yang Qing and asked worriedly.
Yang Qing calmed down and said strangely: "Hey, why don't I feel that uncomfortable anymore? What's going on? Am I going to die?"
Yang Kun smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry, your poison has been cured!"
Yang Qing was stunned and said: "What, solved? How did you do it?"
Yang Kun smiled but said nothing, then pointed to the table next to him.
Yang Qing turned around and looked, and saw a shimmering corpse ink taro placed on the table. He suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "What a big fragrant corpse ink taro!"
Yang Kun nodded and said: "Yes, it is the one that detoxified you."
Yang Qing looked at Yang Kun gratefully and said, "Brother, I don't even know how to thank you."
Yang Kun deliberately said angrily: "Brother, here we come again, what is our relationship? Why are you so polite?"
Yang Qing laughed twice, and suddenly grinned with bare teeth. Although the poison in his body was released, the wound on his arm was still wide and deep. He was so happy just now that he almost forgot and accidentally smiled.
It was so painful that I almost shed tears.
When Yang Kun saw this, he formed a healing character and hit Yang Qing's arm. Immediately, Yang Qing felt like he was touched, and his arm was numb. When he looked down, the wound on his arm was actually visible to the naked eye.
Healing at a fast pace.
"Little brother, you are really capable now. Sooner or later, you will definitely become a great hero like your father." Yang Qing looked at Yang Kun with great relief and continued: "Think about it, I was still taking care of you before.
, but now it’s the other way around, my little brother is so powerful.”
Yang Kun said: "Brother, no matter how powerful I am, you will always be my dearest and most beloved brother."
Yang Qing nodded, then pointed at the fragrant corpse ink taro placed on the table, and said: "It's better to put it away first. Although Yang Clan looks very calm now, I always feel that something is not quite right.
What's more, now that girl from the Xie family is here again, you must be extremely careful in your actions in the future!"
Yang Kun also felt the same way. He didn't know why, but he felt very uneasy. Even though he had paid so much for the Yang family, it was hard to say who could treat their brothers sincerely.
"Brother is right, the fragrance of this treasure is too strong. I'd better put it away to avoid unnecessary trouble." After saying that, Yang Kun waved his hand and put the fragrant corpse konjac into the ring.