The injuries to Chen Hu’s shoulder and Pan Wu’s back are similar.
However, the number of poisonous needles in him was small, and the area of the poisonous sore was not that large. Only the shoulder area was purple-black, and several black needles the size of sesame seeds were stuck on the skin.
Under the bright gaze of everyone——
A miracle happened!
The black poisonous needles that had penetrated deeply into the body and were difficult to pull out actually "retracted" from the flesh little by little.
It's as if something is exerting force in the body, forcing the poisonous needle to retreat outward.
Soon, the poisonous needle was completely forced out of the body.
"There was a soft clang and it fell to the ground.
Then came the second shot, the third shot... and so on.
The eyes of all the Hidden Dragon Guards were widened, and they still didn’t understand what was going on.
I don't know who suddenly shouted: "Look at Pan Wu!"
Swish——
Everyone looked towards Pan Wu.
The injuries on his back were extremely severe, and the poisonous needles were so densely packed that he could not even count them.
But at this moment, these poisonous needles seemed to be pushed by invisible forces, and they retreated from his body little by little, falling to the ground with a "dinging" sound.
This scene looks a little disgusting, a little scary and intrusive.
But now, no one can care about it.
Everyone’s eyes were as wide as bells, their mouths opened unconsciously, their faces were full of disbelief.
"The poisonous needle came out on its own. How did it happen?"
Long San couldn't help but wonder in a low voice.
"It should be those vines just now." Long Yi said softly, his tense face relaxing a little.
Long San didn't understand and looked at him in confusion: "What's wrong with the rattan silk? What does it have to do with the poisonous needle?"
"You will know by yourself, don't ask any more questions." Long Yi warned in a low voice without saying much.
Long San had no choice but to swallow his doubts and continue looking.
The hall was extremely quiet for a moment, and the only sound that could be heard was the tinkling and falling of poisonous needles.
After a while, the poisonous needles in the two Hidden Dragon Guards were completely "forced" out, leaving purple-black pinholes on their skin.
Yun Luo stretched out his hand and pressed it, and black poisonous blood flowed out from the pinhole in a thin and winding wisp.
"Okay, come out quickly." Yun Luo poked the surface of the wound with a dagger.
What's coming out?
No one has reacted yet.
All I saw was that countless vines were suddenly drilled out of the tiny poisonous needle holes.
The puppet vine reluctantly came out of the two people's bodies, swam to the ground, and regrouped into finger-thick strands. It stood upright and seemed to be looking at Yun Luo.
Vague thoughts broke into my mind.
"We'll talk about it later, I don't have time to worry about you now." Yun Luo stretched out his hand and threw the puppet vine into the space.
Immediately, she picked up the dagger and cut open pinholes in the Yinlong Guard's body one by one in the shape of a cross.
A large amount of poisonous blood immediately flowed out, emitting a strong fishy smell.
"Two people will come and squeeze their wounds to squeeze out as much poisonous blood as possible."
Yun Luo ordered to go down.
Long Yi, Long San and the other two Hidden Dragon Guards immediately stepped forward and squeezed the wound as she said.
Thick, black poisonous blood flowed out continuously, soaking through the clothes.
The unpleasant smell spreads.
As the poisonous blood flows out, the spread of the poisonous sores begins to slow down.
The black aura covering the faces of the two Hidden Dragon Guards also faded a bit.
However, the good times did not last long.
The blood loss from external wounds is limited, but the toxins have spread throughout the body.
No matter how hard Long Yi and the others tried, the poisonous blood flowed out slower and slower, and the amount became less and less.