The moment Qingqing finished speaking, whether it was intentional or unintentional, a white light suddenly illuminated the earth, and then there was another loud "rumbling" sound, which was more than ten times louder than the thunder just now.
Qingqing felt that the ground beneath him was shaking, the trees were swaying, the raindrops were roaring, and the shabby low walls on the outside were shaken away with countless pieces of gravel.
Ruo Dong stood in front of him, silent for a long time.
Qingqing felt a little strange in her heart, so she held back her tears and raised her head, trying to see Mr. Ruo's expression. Unexpectedly, in addition to the usual coldness in Mr. Ruo's eyes, there was also a hint of disbelief. I don't know why.
Qingqing had an illusion or something, but he always felt that Ruo Dong's expression at this moment was much gentler than he had ever seen before.
After a short moment of silence, Ruo Dong slowly nodded and closed his eyes: "Okay. The last thing left is to remove the Biting poison from your body."
Get poison?
Listening to this, Qingqing was helpless and suddenly had a lot of doubts. Whether it was biting poison or snow wormwood, she had never heard of an antidote that could cure these poisons. Previously, Li Rongshan's Biting Powder
It can indeed suppress the toxicity of the West Lake poison, but it is still incomparable to completely removing the poison. Although I have seen the antidote of Artemisia on the Snow in Nanlin, how can I lower my head and face the Jiang family's mother and daughter?
plead?
If the antidote was so easy to obtain, Ange wouldn't have lost half of his arm so easily.
At this moment, Qingqing herself was shrouded in Ruo Dong's long figure. She had many questions she wanted to ask, but she didn't know where to start. However, she heard Ruo Dong speak again: "The Biting in you.
Poison is not an ordinary thing, and you were too young when you were hit by the sword... Although there is no shortage of antidotes in Xihu, you have been poisoned for so many years and have not been cured. I am afraid that you will never be able to get it out in this life. "
After hearing this, Qing Qing was unexpectedly relieved.
Just listen to Ruo Dong continue to say: "Besides, on your shoulders, there is also the equally powerful Nanlin Snow Artemisia."
Mr. Ruo suddenly mentioned Artemisia on the Snow, and Qingqing was not surprised. The old boss of Bei Mo could clearly see the signs of his poisoning at a glance. And there are many people in the world who have solid pharmacology, and the degree of poisoning can be seen at a glance.
With Mr. Ruo's incredible skill, how could the poison on Qingqing's body be hidden from his eyes?
Thinking of this, Qingqing couldn't help but have a smile on his face - Mr. Ruo can see it, and the master can naturally see it more clearly. Maybe even Qichuan discovered the extent of his poisoning. It just happened immediately
Everyone knows what happened at the foot of Rongshan Mountain and never mentions it.
Although Ziqin never mentioned a word, she never forgot the days when Qingqing took medicine. On weekdays, she would also use the inner power in her palms to help Qingqing control the poisonous gas in her body.
As for the origin of the artemisia on the snow in the southern forest, Qingqing has always been tight-lipped. For more than five years, the master has not asked, and the senior sister has not asked. Why did Ruo Dong suddenly think of this matter? Qingqing couldn't help but sneered, raised his head, and said
There is a hint of irony in the poem: "Mr. Ruo has clearly poisoned me with Biting poison, so why does he care about the snowy wormwood in Nanlin? Sir, there is no need to worry. The descendants of Linghu are true to their word, and they just promised to sir, no matter what.
As long as this junior can live, he will never regret it."
Unexpectedly, when Ruo Dong heard this, his eyes turned disdainful, and he returned the mockery in Qingqing's words intact: "Tiankeju does not raise idlers. I allowed you to recuperate earlier for the sake of the head of Linghu. , don’t even think about it in the future. If the poison cannot be removed, you, Lin Qing, will always be a useless person who cannot cure internal injuries. What is the use of keeping you in winter? "
This time, as soon as Mr. Ruo finished speaking, Qing Qing clenched her fists, but she did not dare to refute another word. Mr. Ruo's words "What's the use of keeping you" just now were clearly saying, "Why should I give it to General Shen?" "Leave a way for your daughter to survive"?
Qingqing felt that the tip of his tongue was bitten and blood flowed: "This... Qingqing also agrees."
For a moment, Qingqing didn't dare to raise his head to look at Ruodong's face. He just heard his heavy breathing, as if he suddenly let out a sigh of relief. As soon as he opened his mouth, his words were still like falling into an ice cellar:
"Get up - Lin Qing."
After that, Qingqing followed Mr. Ruo all the way, one foot deep and one foot shallow, walking on the path inside Tiankeju without saying a word. When the disciples on the road saw Mr. Ruo, they would all bow to him from a distance, but Qingqing seemed to be unable to hear anything.
Linghu Qingqing felt like a silkworm that had been stripped of its silkworms. The Ruoyouruowu soul was leaving her bit by bit. All that was left was the skin named "Lin Qing" Ahead, Mr. Ruo suddenly stopped without any warning. Qingqing was not careful and almost bumped into him.
At this time, Qingqing finally came back to her senses. When she raised her head, she was surrounded by unfamiliar scenery. The only thing that rushed into her mind was the overwhelming smell of rouge powder. Then there was a person Nana, stepping on lotus flowers to greet her. He stepped forward and saluted gracefully in front of Mr. Ruo:
"My Excellency, Li Zhiyan, has been summoned to see Mr. Ruo and ask for his help."
Zhiyan? Hearing this name in his ears, Qingqing felt that in the strangeness, suddenly there was an indescribable familiarity. Looking carefully at this woman's face, she found that it was indescribably similar to someone in her memory. Similar. Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and Qingqing quickly covered her mouth and almost screamed.
The rain curtain drooped, and the appearance of smoke and rain overlapped in front of Qingqing's eyes.
Mr. Ruo was facing away from her at the moment, so Qingqing could not see his expression. But in the midst of the surprise, Qingqing clearly heard Mr. Ruo suddenly calling her:
"Lin Qing."
"Here." Qingqing hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and took a step forward.
Ruo Dong looked at Li Zhiyan and said slowly: "Young Master Li, this person in front of you is the only descendant of the Linghu family in Lirong Mountain. He is the enemy who crippled Mr. Li and killed your sister." Qingqing never expected that Ruodong would bring him here just to meet Mr. Li's daughter. Of course, Qingqing later found out that this was actually not Zhiyu's sister, but his younger brother.
Sure enough, she saw Li Zhiyan raise her round eyes gently, but in her charm, she did not hide her hatred: "Okay, so this is the person!" Qingqing looked at the vengeful anger in her eyes. , neither angry nor begging, just looking straight at Zhiyan's eyebrows and looking at her lightly.
During the confrontation between the two women, Zhiyan cast a questioning look at Mr. Ruo, as if she wanted to ask for his permission. But Ruo Dong shook his head and said, "Tonight, Mr. Li can still call her a descendant of Linghu. From tomorrow onwards, she will be my disciple at Tian Keju, and she will serve the master closely together with Li Shaoxia."
"Serve the master?" Zhiyan's voice couldn't help but suddenly raised an octave, "Sir, the waiters in front of the master must be carefully selected. How can you, sir, allow such sinners to cause harm to the Seven Stars Palace?"
The leader has left hidden dangers!"
"No." After quietly listening to Zhiyan's indignant scream, the teacher actually smiled and shook his head, "Dong has just said that tomorrow, she will be a disciple of Tiankeju - staying in the headmaster
How can there be trouble around me?"
After hearing what the gentleman said, although Li Zhiyan still stared angrily, he finally did not dare to confront the gentleman, so he could only turn his head to one side and let out a loud "hum".
"Just now I specially invited Mr. Li from the head, for no other reason than to tell him that if there are any unsettled grievances, they can be settled tonight." Qingqing heard this, and his back
Suddenly he broke into a cold sweat. But he heard Ruo Dong continue, "If the young hero has nothing to repay, please ask the young hero to be kind and kind, and treat the poisonous injuries for the descendants of Tiankeju."
Zhiyan rolled his eyes: "What kind of poison?"
"There is a poisonous needle on her shoulder, and it is made of snowy wormwood from Nanlin - can the young hero take it out?"
"Get the poisonous needle..." Zhiyan suddenly rolled his eyes and laughed like a silver bell, "So what if she becomes your guest? Zhiyan's ancestors for generations have served the head of the West Lake.
Why should we listen to Tian Keju’s orders?”
Ruo Dong frowned, seeming a little impatient, but he had to repeat it again: "Dong has already told the leader that if this Lin Shaoxia cannot serve in front of the leader's palace tomorrow, he will take action against Li Shaoxia." There was a pause.
, Ruo Dong's eyes suddenly showed an endless sense of oppression, and he stared at Li Zhiyan, "Young Master Li can't be cured. Everyone knows the difficulties of Artemisia on the Snow, and the boss will be merciful. But if the Young Master refuses to cure him,
I'm afraid that no matter how much your father's face is gained, Li Shaoxia will not be able to escape the blame."
Qing Qing just listened and felt shuddering - now that the General's Mansion was reduced to ashes, what the young head Wen Li said and did, he finally fell completely under the control of Tian Keju.
Sure enough, he saw Li Zhiyan turning his head and staring closely at the figure under Ruo Dong's black robe, but his eyes were complicated, with an indescribable hatred. Then he took a deep breath and let it out for a long time.
: "Since the master has an order, I have no reason not to obey it. But whether it can be cured or not, I still need to look at it carefully before making a conclusion."
Ruo Dong winked at the disciple next to him, and two people immediately came forward and guided the two girls into the house. Then he carefully checked the surroundings quietly and found nothing unusual, then quietly closed the door and left.
.But Qing Qing could still hear clearly that these disciples seemed not to be present, but in fact they were wandering around outside the house, fearing that the news inside would leak out.
Although Li Zhiyan's face was still full of reluctance at this moment, his expression already revealed a bit of Mr. Li's demeanor back then. His words were also much calmer, and he whispered to Qing Qing:
"This may be offensive, but it is important to treat the young hero's injuries."
Hearing this, Qingqing unbuttoned his clothes and exposed one shoulder and arm. Sure enough, he saw that this half of the shoulder was black and purple, and there was a small dot covered with blood scab in the center, which was obviously due to blocked blood.
Internal injuries and ulcers.
Previously, Xia Chessman had relied on his deep internal strength to unknowingly open up Qingqing's tendons, so his internal strength was unimpeded for a while. Now Qingqing was alone outside, and was beaten half to death by Ruo Dong. The little effort he had accumulated previously had long been
After it was completely lost, the blood also coagulated again and was about to block the veins on Qingqing's shoulder again.
Li Zhiyan frowned, moved closer to the candlelight, and examined it carefully. His slender jade fingers fell on Qingqing's rough skin, applying very gentle pressure.
Ruo Dongjian looked at Zhiyan over and over without saying a word, so he couldn't help but ask: "How?" Zhiyan shook his head and replied with some hesitation: "This needle has penetrated deep into the bone and blood, and the poison has soaked into the bone marrow. It has taken too long.
.”
Qingqing smiled bitterly: "It's been more than five years."
"The Artemisia on the Snow is so powerful. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably see blood sealing his throat. Even a powerful person would not be able to last ten days and a half. How could the young hero persist for five years at a stretch?" Hearing this, Qing Qing raised his eyebrows.
At first, Jian Zhiyan's expression no longer had the arrogance of revenge, but rather a sense of admiration and inquiry. After hearing this, Qingqing lowered his eyes: "Dongshan is not ignorant of pharmacology. Although there is no antidote for Artemisia on the Snow,
But suppressing the temporary toxicity is enough."
Zhiyan didn't ask in detail, just nodded, like a young doctor again, focusing on the wound on Qingqing's shoulder: "If you take out the poisonous needle, you can do it even if you fall down. But if you want to stop the spread of poisonous gas,
, I’m afraid I have to scrape the bones... not to mention that some of this poison has already penetrated deep into the veins, and I’m afraid that this part will be difficult to cure due to my lack of talent and knowledge..."
Before Zhiyan could finish speaking, Ruodong, who was silent at the side, suddenly interrupted her, then looked at Qingqing and asked sternly: