Looking deeper, if you look at it, it is even more impossible to find someone, but Zhou Jian, who was helpless, could only hope for this.

He was just about to say something.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and it was biting cold.

Zhou Jian's black hair danced, his nose suddenly moved, his eyes sterned, and he blurted out: "There is a smell of blood!"

Hearing this, everyone's faces changed slightly, but then they became sad. There were also many wild animals in the desert, and they fought each other at night, and the smell of blood was common.

But Zhou Jian was unwilling to miss a slight chance.

His nose kept sniffing, not caring about his image at all, and even jumped off his war horse and lying on the ground to smell it. Others did not dare to sit on the horse and dismounted one after another.

In this way, he followed the smell of blood and distinguished the direction. After a quarter of an hour, he finally determined the origin of the smell of blood, located in the far away of the desert to the south.

It was pitch black, and for some reason, even the moonlight could not shine where it was.

Without hesitation, he led people to rush over. When he approached and lit the torches, he found that the desert was extremely low-lying, with cactus and uneven tree canopies growing around it, and this little bit of faint pond, like

It is an oasis that is about to run out.

It is precisely because these semi-decaying vegetation blocks the moonlight that the blackness of the five fingers is gone.

"Your Majesty, there is someone!" Yang Wei exclaimed.

If anyone has the best eyesight and hearing, except Zhou Jian, it is Yang Wei. Even Master Ku said that Yang Wei is a genius, but unfortunately he cannot practice martial arts wholeheartedly, otherwise he may have achieved even higher than his achievements.

Zhou Jian rushed over and saw a large area of ​​cactus tilted around, full of spikes and thorns, which made people unable to get close to.

Everyone was shocked, and a bloody figure was lying inside. His skin was completely cut, and his face was scratched by the thorns of the cactus.

And his clothes turned out to be the clothes of Qingtianwei.

"It's our people! These bastards dare to attack the Qingtian Guard!" Guan Shan clenched his fists angrily, and the Qingtian Guards' eyes were red and extremely furious.

Zhou Jian's heart sank to the bottom of the lake, and rushed in without saying a word, regardless of the spikes, and helped the man up.

"I'm still angry!" He was overjoyed and touched the man's pulse.

"Go and search and see if there are any of us next to you!" Zhou Jian calmly ordered in a hurry.

"Yes!" Dozens of blue sky guards dispersed.

"Lu Zi, wake up!" Everyone who taught Master Ku naturally knew each other. He shook Lu Zi's shoulders, but he didn't react at all.

"Strange, he has no fatal injuries on his body, and his pulse is not weak!" Zhou Jian suddenly frowned and realized that the problem was wrong.

Yang Wei, who was reminded by this, narrowed his eyes and looked extremely smart under the moonlight. He suddenly said, "Your Majesty, he is poisoned!"

"Poisoned?" There was an uproar around.

"Let me try it!" Yang Wei immediately squatted down. In addition to observing the celestial phenomena and counting the human face, he was also extremely powerful in elixirs, and poisons were naturally indispensable.

He first looked through Lu Zi's eyelids and eyeballs, then looked at his tongue coating, and then added a little blood from Lu Zi's fingers. Then he cursed coldly: "It's bone powder!"

"It doesn't cause death, but it can make people feel weak and drowsy. Even if someone cuts his head, he can't feel it."

"These bastards who can't beat us will attack this kind of evil move!"

"Your Majesty, Wuyang, it's dangerous!" He looked at Zhou Jian with a serious expression.

Zhou Jian's brows sank, and using this method was in line with the style of a mad dog like Hu Ba.
Chapter completed!