In the Jinji Cave, Ruxian saw that her junior brothers were disintegrated and laughed... He was frightened and shocked!

"Ru Dian, what's wrong with you?Ru Fire? What's wrong with you?"

Ruxian slapped their faces, but except for himself, the other nine brothers, they danced and their eyes were scarlet.

...There are two younger brothers who are gnawing at their fingers while laughing strangely. They put their broken fingers in their mouths: chew them, chewing them. Their faces are ferocious, and blood flows down the corners of their mouths to their clothes.

Ruxian raised her eyes and sniffed it carefully. There was a slight fragrance in the air that was not easy to detect... "No, there is a psychedelic agent!

Could the rotating petals be the legendary Luohongxiao?"

Legend has it that this kind of fallen red smile is colorless and tasteless. As long as you inhale the breath, it will instantly hit the depths of the soul and control the nerve center.

In addition to controlling your mind and mind, you can also let you hurt yourself unconsciously. And, without any sense of consciousness, pain, until you fall into the dark world with a big laugh.

"No..." Ruxian shouted loudly, and he quickly picked up the small banner that he threw on the ground, and grunted... and inserted it back to its original position.

Sure enough, the blue lotus on the top of the cave disappeared in an instant. Everything stopped, and the nine brothers stopped laughing, stopped self-harm, and fell to the ground.

"Hey! Junior brother... wake up!" Ruxian suppressed his smile and lifted Ruyin up. He swung him hard, and his head, which was as fast as lightning, shook like a windmill, and spit out wisps of dark red blood foam from his mouth.

"Bang! Bang, Bang..." Ruxian beat the junior brothers one by one. After spitting out blood foam, they were full of smiles on their faces, and there was even more smiles in their pupils.

After packing up the junior brothers, Ruxian felt a smile coming. He resisted, wanted to laugh, and wanted to laugh, as if there were millions of ants crawling in his throat.

Ah, he couldn't speak, and he couldn't help scratching his hands in his laughing and itchy throat.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?" Rudeng woke up first, he stood up, and the eight brothers were slowly getting up.

At this moment, they looked weird, their lips were rolling out, and their mouths were covered in blood foam... and they kept vomiting. And they tried their best to tear and grab the Adam's apple with both hands.

It was so terrible! Scratch, pull, and tear off the belt and flesh. After a while, the big guy's chest became bloody and bloody, and it was a terrible sight.

"Hurry, escape...get out!" Ruxian roared desperately, but the sound was low and even he could not hear it himself.

He got up, fell down again... he got up, fell down again until he fell completely into darkness.

...

In Xingyue City, the city lord did not know that he received the emperor's secret order.

News: The inside story of Jinji Cave!

Mo Xuzhi then realized that the masters in Beijing have been searching in the Jinji Cave. What are they looking for?

"Eemu, Pingzhuo, you two bring ten guards each, and go to the assistance immediately. Take the Gugubi. If you have any unknown things, let the Gugubi send you a message!" After Mo Xuzhi reviewed the arrangements, the two generals ran for two hours and finally arrived at Jinji Cave.

As soon as they entered the cave door, Ebony noticed something unusual. A cold breath filled the cave. They held up torches and shone the first Drought Dragon Hall.

"Hey, General Ruxian, are you here?" No one replied except for Dongzi's echo.

Ebony and the others followed the narrow slope and drilled through the rocky flying dragon hall, but still did not find the team they were looking for.

"Pingzhuo, let's divide our troops into two groups. You go east and I go west!" Ebony ordered.

"Okay! General, whether found or not, the whistle contacts, and finally meets with the Hanlong Hall! OK," replied Ebony.

The dozens of people led by Ping Zhuo climbed up the steps. They passed through several small caves and reached the highest level of Jinji Cave - Qinglong Cloud Palace.

After stepping in, Ping Zhuo saw people lying on the ground, and they smiled strangely. Everyone was torn from their necks to their chests and bloody.

"Check and protect the scene!" Ping Zhuo ordered, and after a moment, several soldiers reported: sir, nine people have died, and the rest of this one is still a little thrust.

When Ping Zhuo saw that this person was Ruxian, they had seen him before. How could it be?

"This is like a string, not an ordinary person. His Qiankun Martial Arts and Skills are one of the best people in Kyoto City. Even the Empress is particularly reliant on... Why?

So weird, who was it, and what technique did he use to hurt them?"

After carefully inspecting the scene, Ping Zhuo buried nine bodies in his bag. He rushed back to the Tongren Medical Center in Xingyue City with the dying Ruxian.

"Doctor Chen, please check the general's injury!" Ping Zhuo said worriedly and anxiously.

"General Ping, I will do my best!"

"No, I'm doing my best! Otherwise, these ten lives may cause the creatures in Xingyue City to be coated with carbon." Ping Zhuo said heavily.

"What, ten lives?" Dr. Chen was shocked.

"Yes, they all had ten people in their group, nine of them had died! Only this one still had a trace of breath... Please Mr. Chen!"

"Where are those nine people now? Please ask General Ping to lead the old man to check it out!" Doctor Chen also had a heavy face.

After half an incense stick, Ping Zhuo led Dr. Chen to the morgue in the suburbs. Dr. Chen uncovered the sham cover of a corpse, and scared him to scream: "Oh, this corpse..."

Ping Zhuo approached and was also shocked. He stuttered: "It's only been half a day, this... this corpse... has turned into a skeleton?"

Doctor Chen, after all, is an experienced old doctor. He turned around, took a deep breath for a moment, and said calmly: "General Ping, this symptom is something I saw in Jingwu City more than 20 years ago..."

"Ah, Mr. Chen, then you can quickly solve the problem of this. What kind of evil skills is this?" Ping Zhuo was looking forward to it.

"Yeah, I was so scared back then... I knew this, but my master Cang Xuanzi told me... It was the deadly poison that had been lost for a hundred years - Luohongxiao."

"Yes, the toxicity of this fallen red smile is hard to resolve. Usually, no one who is poisoned is immune...

Alas, so General Ping and my old master... couldn't save the poisoned person... Now, I'm afraid it's hard for Chen to take this responsibility!" Dr. Chen wiped his forehead and said with a little ashamed.

"Mr. Chen, it's okay... With your many years of medical experience, you will definitely find a way to treat it in time!" Ping Zhuo comforted.

"Then I'm trying it out, do my best!" Dr. Chen's eyes flashed with a ray of splendor, and he couldn't wait to return to the clinic.

In the medical research workshop, Dr. Chen and his apprentices obtained specific poison ingredients by dissecting the corpse...

The process was so complicated, the four of them, the master and apprentice, had at least hundreds of experiments.

Three days later, an antidote of ten Chinese herbal medicines such as Jinshilang, Kuangzi, Jiuniu gallbladder, etc. was finally developed successfully.

Doctor Chen excitedly informed Ping Zhuo to witness the treatment of General Ruxian.

Because he used poison to fight poison, Dr. Chen did not dare to apply medicine too hard at once.

The first time, he fed Ruxian three spoons, half an incense stick, and then added five spoons and eight spoons...

Ping Zhuo's eyes kept staring at Ruxian, hoping that this medicine would have a miracle. However, three hours passed, and Ruxian was lying there without any reaction.

"Mr. Chen, can you try this by increasing the dose?"

"Increase? How big is it appropriate?"

"A dead horse... is a living horse!" Dr. Chen said with a trembling corner of his lips.

"Come on, add a dose and a bowl of hot soup!" General Pingzhuo ordered.

After taking this bowl of soup, Ping Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. He touched his stringy pulse and still beat faintly. No abnormal situation occurred.

"Mr. Chen, you have worked so hard these days. Let's take a break first. I will just keep my guard!" Ping Zhuo apologized to pour a cup of hot tea for Mr. Chen and handed it on respectfully.

"Okay, I'll take a look. Oh, it's useless for older people after all!"

After explaining some precautions to his three apprentices, Dr. Chen stumbled on a recliner and fell asleep.

"Oh, Master is really too tired!" The second disciple Qing Rui thoughtfully covered the outer robe on his body on his body.

There was nothing wrong all night, and the next day, Dr. Chen woke up. He didn't have time to wash up, so he took his pulse to diagnose it first.

"Huh... the pulse is jumping backwards!" Dr. Chen said happily with a smile on his face.

"General Ping, General Ruxian, reacted a little!"

(To be continued) Original by Yu Renyan
Chapter completed!