Hua Qiu decided to accompany Yu Ziwei in the coming days.
After all, it would take time to gather the materials to build her body, and Hua Qiu had no idea when it would be completed.
The next time her consciousness falls into deep sleep, the two of them will be separated...
Hua Qiu used the spiritual power of creation to warm and nourish Yu Ziwei's body, and she recovered quickly.
"The hospital is not a good place. There is nothing to stay in. Let's get discharged." Hua Qiu said with a smile.
"It's all up to you." Yu Ziwei smiled.
At this time, Tong Yue knocked on the door and walked in.
Her face looked a little ugly, as if she was suppressing anxious emotions.
"Brother, can you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you..." she whispered.
"Wait for me." Hua Qiu tugged Yu Ziwei's hair, stood up, and followed Tong Yue out of the ward.
"What's the matter? Tell me." Hua Qiu said calmly.
Since the last time he destroyed the Wan Du Sect's stronghold in Beishan City, Tong Yue has been obediently playing the role of sister Hua Dong.
Her ability to pretend was outstanding, and Hua Qiu's parents never discovered the flaw. During this time, she was having a great time and the whole family was happy.
But Hua Qiu couldn't treat Tong Yuezhen like Hua Dong, and his attitude was rather cold.
This also made Tong Yue often look unnatural and a little trembling in front of him.
"I...received a message from the Wan Du Sect..." Tong Yue said hesitantly with a tight face.
"Oh?" Hua Qiu raised his eyebrows.
Has the Ten Thousand Poison Sect finally responded?
Ordinarily, a stronghold was torn out, and there were warriors at the Martial Master realm among them, so they couldn't remain indifferent.
"What did they say?"
Tong Yue hesitated.
"They... ordered me to poison the two elders, and then take them out and hand them over to the people of the Wandu Sect."
"They said they would use this to threaten you and make you go to the Ten Thousand Poison Sect to die. They also wanted you to hand over your martial arts and martial arts skills."
"It is said that someone in the decent sect provided information to the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, saying that you are able to practice quickly because you have heaven-level exercises and martial arts, and you also have the inheritance of the Sword Master..."
After hearing this, Hua Qiu looked cold.
It was King Ding Wu who betrayed his information again...
Although he didn't care how much the evil sect knew, such behavior aroused his murderous intention.
"King Ding Wu, I will kill you!" Hua Qiu said coldly.
His murderous intent scared Tong Yue into silence.
"How did you reply to them?" Hua Qiu asked.
"I refused..." Tong Yue said softly, with a tone of helplessness and sadness.
"My uncle and aunt are so good to me, I can't even do anything to them..." She shed tears.
Hua Qiu looked at Tong Yue.
"You were threatened, weren't you?"
Tong Yue nodded.
"They warned me that if I didn't do what they said, they would turn my sister into a poisonous puppet..." Tong Yue couldn't speak anymore, covered her mouth and cried softly.
She went through difficult choices, was extremely worried about her sister, and almost collapsed emotionally.
"Stop crying." Hua Qiu finally couldn't bear it and patted her shoulder to comfort her.
"Don't worry, I will take care of your sister's affairs and will never let the Wan Du Cult succeed."
Now that Yu Ziwei's condition is not good, he can't escape, but he can send Long Yuan to rescue people.
With Long Yuan's current strength, he can completely match the Transcendence Martial Saint, and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect can't do anything to him.
"Thank you!" Tong Yue burst into tears upon hearing this.
But she was still worried.
"My sister is imprisoned in the territory of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. It is as difficult as trying to rescue her. Even if you fail, I will always be grateful to you!" She said with tears in her eyes.
"Don't talk about failure in front of me, because there is no failure at all!" Hua Qiu said with a faint smile.
"Pack it up, don't let Ziwei see anything strange."
Tong Yue nodded, wiped away the tears on her face, and quickly returned to normal.
The two of them then walked into the ward.
"Xiaoqiu, are Ziwei awake?" Mother Zhang Lan also walked in.
"Mom, I'm fine. I'm sorry for making you worry..." Yu Ziwei said with a smile.
"What did you say to be so polite to me?" Zhang Lan looked unhappy.
"Mom is so happy that you're fine... You must be hungry. I bought you fruit and porridge. Do you want to eat some?"
Yu Ziwei nodded obediently.
Zhang Lan handed the white porridge to Hua Qiu and asked him to feed it to Yu Ziwei. At the same time, he picked up an apple and peeled it.
Hua Qiu glanced at the white porridge in his hand, and his eyes immediately froze.
Seeing that Hua Qiu's face looked wrong, Tong Yue immediately became alert.
She came over and sniffed it, then used a spoon to scoop up the porridge, and her expression changed.
"One of the top ten poisons of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, Ji Ming Powder." She said to Hua Qiu in a very low voice.
"If you are poisoned by this poison, your vitality will be quickly devoured. Within five days, your whole body will be nothing but skin and bones. Without an antidote, you will definitely die after seven days."
Hua Qiu's face darkened.
Tong Yue picked up an apple, looked at it, and nodded to Hua Qiu.
The fruit was also poisoned.
How dare you poison his family!
Wandu Cult, so brave!
"Mom, don't peel the apple, Ziwei doesn't want to eat it," Hua Qiu shouted.
As he spoke, he poured the box of white porridge directly into his mouth.
"You kid, I didn't buy this for you. If you want to eat it, buy it yourself." Zhang Lan said unhappily.
Tong Yue's heart tightened when she saw it.
Normal warriors would avoid the poison of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, but he actually dared to drink it directly.
But then I thought about it, last time at the stronghold, so many people from the Poison Sect used poison to have no effect on him...
Sure enough, Hua Qiu had no reaction after drinking it.
Tong Yue felt relieved.
At the same time, she was surprised by Hua Qiu's physique.
For so many years, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect has been famous for its viciousness, but no warrior has ever dared to ignore their poison.
"Mom, where did you buy this fruit and porridge? Who sold it to you?" Hua Qiu asked.
"I bought it at a snack bar in front of the hospital. The owner was quite nice and gave me a few extra apples." Zhang Lan said with a smile.
"Mom, what does that person look like?" Tong Yue asked quickly.
"What does he look like? Well... he is a tall and thin man, about the same age as me, with a scar on his face..."
Tong Yue's expression froze.
"The fifth elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, a fourth-level martial master, is the brother of the deacon you killed last time." She whispered to Hua Qiu.
Hua Qiu's eyes revealed murderous intent.
"Whoosh!"
The sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, the window of the ward was broken, and something was thrown in.
Hua Qiu caught it easily.
"Who is this? How could he throw something and smash the glass of the hospital?" Zhang Lan was shocked and quickly ran to the window to check.
Hua Qiu opened his hand and found a paper ball in his hand.
Open it, and there are a few words written on it.
"You have been poisoned. If you want to survive, you must obey my orders!"
"Ha..." Hua Qiu sneered, and with a shake of his palm, the paper ball was annihilated.
He stood up from the hospital bed, feeling chilled.