The old wizard was thinking about how to prevent Ling Xiao from dying. Suddenly, Ling Xiao's pretty face turned black and he suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood.
She hurriedly searched her body, but was shocked to find that the small bag she never left was long gone, and she didn't know when she lost it.
Because Hu Huan helped suppress the toxins in his body, Ling Xiao didn't pay attention to this detail for a long time, but now Ling Xiao was a little panicked.
She had no medicine and no Hu Huan by her side. The second mouthful of black blood she vomited was particularly violent.
The old wizard immediately panicked. He was really afraid that Ling Xiao was dead, so he hurriedly used all kinds of witchcraft to deliver a message to Hu Huan, in order to make the message more shocking and attract Hu Huan's attention.
The old wizard used the headline technique he learned from a news reporter when he traveled to New York: Your wife is dead, something happened to your wife, my friend, come and save me...
Hu Huan had just sat down on the antique sofa and used his magic power to boil a pot of water. He had not yet used it to make tea when he received the news and almost threw the kettle away.
He hurriedly contacted the old wizard and shouted: "What's going on?"
"Have you been discovered?"
"Ling Xiao, if anything happens, I won't be done with you..."
The old wizard replied: "Ling Xiao is vomiting blood, vomiting black blood."
Hu Huan replied: "Let her take medicine!"
The old wizard said: "She seems to be out of medicine."
Hu Huan then remembered that they had been in the Shadow of All Things for a long time, and Ling Xiao might have taken all the medicine long ago. He hurriedly said: "Treat her."
"What she practices is the external magical power of the Demon Ling family, the first level of which is the fusion of the Five Poison Heart Toad!"
"As long as you detoxify, you'll be fine."
The old wizard said helplessly: "Old friend, I am a wizard, and I cannot resolve the Seven Poisons of this kind of external magical power. I am not you, I am a professional, not a doctor like you!"
Hu Huan was not in the mood to refute, that was not what the doctor meant. The doctor was a learned man, omnipotent and omniscient. This wrong concept was something he had instilled in the old wizard.
"What the hell..."
After all, Hu Huan is a seven-hundred-year-old great monster, the founder of the Twelve New Laws, the veteran of the Taiping Heavenly Arms, and a master of countless miraculous skills and secret arts.
Almost instantly, he found the only possible path and shouted: "Old friend, listen to me, what you wizards are best at is making life-and-death leaps with animal spirits."
"The Five Poison Heart Toad is also an animal. Even though it is a strange monster, it can still make treaties."
The old wizard argued: "The Five Poison Heart Toad is dead!"
Hu Huan scolded: "Which animal spirit is alive? The soul is just some energy magnetic field. I believe there must be some remnants of the Five Poison Heart Toad. You listen to me. I will teach you a secret method. You can remove the Five Poison Heart Toads.
Pull out the remaining soul of the Heart Toad, and then teach Ling Xiao witchcraft and let her make a contract with the Five Poison Heart Toad."
Hu Huan didn't know whether this method would work or not, but Ling Xiao was about to die and the old wizard couldn't save him. There was a way to kill the horse first and become a living horse doctor. It was better than being helpless and watching Ling Xiao die from the poison.
Many times better.
If it weren't for a special situation, Hu Huan would not dare to use this method on Ling Xiao. He had countless secret methods, and he would not dare to change Ling Xiao's cultivation path. Apart from Ling Xiao's own reluctance, the old fox also knew about this matter.
Too much danger.
To be honest, changing the path of cultivation is much more dangerous than the Ling family's misguided use of supernatural powers.
The old wizard had no choice. He could imagine that if Ling Xiao died, he would be the scapegoat. This husband fox was very fond of showing off his anger back then.
At that time, he was fed up with Hu Huan's various tempers and was made miserable, otherwise the two would not be able to become old friends.
Isn't it just to be an old friend of this kind of person to avoid being messed with by him?
The old wizard was a serious person back then, and it was only with the old fox that he learned something messy.
After savoring the rainbow in the Andes for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Ling Xiao, do as I say."
"Only in this way can you survive."
Ling Xiao also heard the conversation between Hu Huan and the old wizard, and he felt more and more that this "master and apprentice" pair was not simple.
What Ling Xiao was thinking was: "This master-disciple pair doesn't look like a rationing system."
She had some reservations about her trust in the old wizard, but she had unconditional trust in Hu Huan.
Ling Xiao didn't waste any time and answered directly: "What should I do?"
The old wizard sighed and said, "Just sit on the ground."
He put his left hand on Ling Xiao's head and used witchcraft to pass on what he had learned in his life.
The Indian language is very complex. According to the research of various scholars, the Indian language is not a language or even a language family. It is divided into 71 language families and 42 isolated languages.
However, with such a complex language and no mature writing, it is impossible to record the witchcraft. The only way to transfer the witchcraft directly into the brain of the heir is through a method similar to spiritual transmission.
Ling Xiao's skin was faintly black, and among the black, there were colorful colors, which were the toxins of the Five Poison Heart Toad.
The old wizard did not dare to neglect, and mobilized his lifelong witchcraft power to search for the remaining spiritual waves of the Five Poison Heart Toad, and tried again and again according to the method taught by Hu Huan.
He had never tried to communicate with such a weak animal spirit, and he didn't even know if there were any remaining animal spirits.
Contracts made in Indian witchcraft are all powerful animal spirits, and there are almost no insects.
Ling Xiao usually takes antidote to maintain her health, but things got better after she met Hu Huan, who gave her drugs.
This time the explosion was particularly violent. Ling Xiao gradually lost consciousness of his body, his limbs became numb, and his mind became trance-like.
She remembered the first time she and Hu Huan met. She was so angry that she threw a fetish card as a tip.
The first time Ling Xiao invited Hu Huan to dinner, it was because he thought this little brother was very funny and deliberately wanted to see him in embarrassment.
But Ling Xiao didn't know when she forgot Hu Huan's age and no longer regarded him as her little brother. Instead, she regarded him as her peer and someone she could rely on.
Hu Huan's performance exceeded her expectations every time.
Even when Ling Xiao was a child, she dreamed of a prince in a fairy tale, but Hu Huan was not as full of energy and had countless ideas. Moreover, every time, she felt that she was in debt and desperately wanted to be better to him.
Ling Xiao murmured to himself: "Brother Hu Huan, sister, I'm afraid I won't be able to treat you to dinner in the future."
"You promised to treat me to dinner, but it's a pity that my sister won't be able to go..."
The old wizard's face turned yellow. He was even more panicked than Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao really couldn't die.