Murong Li quickly took out the white flower she picked from the tree in the black mist from her sleeve. Could it be that this flower was the reason why she was not poisoned by the poisonous gas?
In order to verify this fact, Murong Li took off a petal and stuffed it into Jing Liu's lips, and patted it hard without gentleness.
The petals fell in and slipped from the lips.
Jing Liu coughed a few times, and then... there was no more movement.
After about a stick of incense, Murong Li put his fingers on Jing Liu's veins again.
With her fingers moving slightly, Murong Li raised her lips and her eyes overflowed with joy. This was undoubtedly a surprise for her...!
Not only was the poison in the black mist removed, but the chrysanthemum residue was also removed!
Murong Li held the unknown white flower in her hand and looked at it for a long time. She didn't know the name of the white flower or its medicinal effect.
She held her forehead, it was in vain that she was called Du Bubai in her previous life, it was in vain that she studied medicine books in her previous life, but she still didn't recognize the origin of this little flower, it was so embarrassing...!
After thinking for a while, he finally tore off a petal from an unknown white flower and stuffed it into Jing Liu's mouth, and then slapped it hard...
Put the unknown white flower away. This flower is a treasure. It even cured her chrysanthemum residue! She no longer has to look for the antidote to the chrysanthemum residue.
It must be good to let Jing Liu eat one more piece.
Murong Li looked at the cliff, and was too lazy to continue walking around with Jing Liu on her back. Instead, she carefully walked around the edge of the cliff. There was a cliff at this end of the forest, and she didn't believe that there was no way out.
Looking down at the bottom of the cliff, there is no bottom...!
Seeing the climbing vines on the side, Murong Li rolled his eyes. Maybe he could use this vine to go down and have a look?
Just as he was told, Murong Li settled Jing Liu, picked off the vines one by one, and began to knead them into a thick rope.
After wiping away her sweat, Murong Li looked at the countless trees and vines in front of her, and the corners of her lips curved.
More is better, she is afraid of less.
Pick them off one by one and slowly weave them into a strong rope.
Looking at the rope that had begun to take shape, Murong Li nodded with satisfaction and pinched the vine with her fingers. Well, not bad, it's quite strong!
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Ayu wishes everyone a happy New Year in advance, peace and beauty. ^_^