Fortunately, it is very difficult to make gunpowder in this era, and it would be great if it could explode in a small area. Large-scale use on the battlefield is not practical, and wars are basically fought with cold weapons such as swords, guns, and sticks. Otherwise, every time

The number of souls who died in the war was not tens of thousands, but hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands more...

Shang Qingluo is one of the branch masters of the Eighteenth Hall of Beichuan in Shangbao. His father is Shang Jinhong, the current master of Shangbao, and his mother is unknown. According to age, he ranks ninth among sixteen brothers and sisters.

When she was five years old, she was brought back to Merchant Castle by Shang Jinhong. Because of her identity as an illegitimate daughter, she was ridiculed and ridiculed by everyone in the castle. Miss Merchant Ninth was not as good as a favored servant.

He studies diligently and practices martial arts just to get a word of affirmation and praise from his father. Shang Jinhong is domineering and ruthless, and has always been indifferent to his wife, concubines and children. Shang Qingluo has no mother to support him and has little use value, so he is naturally not taken seriously.

A year ago, in order to facilitate information communication and the establishment of an intelligence network, Shangbao established the 18th branch of Beichuan in the remote Donggu. It needed manpower but no manpower. It needed financial resources but no financial resources. It was called a church leader, but in fact

Even worse than the clerks in the general branch.[

Shang Qingluo was not willing to live under others for a long time, so he took the initiative to ask for a post, and Shang Jinhong agreed.

One year later, instead of being revoked due to the predicament, Donggutangkou was ranked seventh among the eighteen halls in Beichuan. The ridicule and abuse behind Shang Qingluo's back suddenly became much quieter. It also caused a stir for the first time.

Shang Jinhong paid attention.

Merchant Fort purchased a treasure - "Pearl of Enlightenment" from a wealthy merchant in Dongling. After entering Beichuan, someone needed to take over. Perhaps Shang Jinhong intended to test it. In short, he escorted "Pearl of Miracles" back to Merchant Fort in Yuwushan, Beichuan.

The task fell to Shang Qingluo.

Who would have thought that when passing through the ancient entrance to Threshold Mountain, he would suddenly be chased by a group of demon sects. Fortunately, there were not many of them, and his martial arts skills were not very high. Shang Qingluo hurriedly fought, using several of his subordinates and wounds of varying depths on his body.

As a price, he barely escaped.

There was just a wound on the side of my waist that was more than three inches long. It was bleeding non-stop. The wound was difficult to heal.

Most of the weapons used by people in the Demon Cult are poisonous. Shang Qingluo has heard about it for a long time. Now the problem is coming. He can’t recognize what kind of poison it is, and because he is too tired to escape, he has no time to deal with it properly. Therefore, the injuries are getting worse.

It's getting more serious.

Another stagger. Shang Qingluo's legs and feet went limp. The severe blood loss not only caused her to lose a lot of energy, but also left blood stains along the way.

Using his sword holster to support the ground, Shang Qingluo gasped heavily. His trembling right hand first touched the leather bag tied to his belt to make sure that the iron box containing the "Pearl of Enlightenment" was still there, then he took out the last hemostatic medicine and put it together.

The blood on his hands was swallowed raw into his stomach.

"Cough, cough."

The medicine powder blocked my throat and I couldn't help but choke a few times.

The surroundings were desolate, except for a temple on the roadside not far away. It was in tatters and had probably been abandoned. Shang Qingluo calmed down and gritted his teeth and moved forward.

This kind of ordinary wound medicine can only delay the spread of toxicity, but it cannot make the injury completely better. What's more, she swallowed three or four doses in a row along the way, and the effect of the medicine has been weakened a lot. Moreover, after each time the effect of the medicine wears off, the injury is not only

It won't get better, but will become more and more serious.
Chapter completed!