Chapter 772: Broken Intestine Grass Residue
The poor don't chase after it, let alone the drowsy that only runs away from the wilderness?
Liu Lang was worried about Ouyang Qingweaving, and after seeing that the devil soldier had run away, he didn't have the heart to chase after him, so he immediately ran to the operating table and lowered his head to pick Ouyang Qingweaving up.
Although it is said to be an operating table, it is just a simple iron shelf, and the shelf is rusty, obviously not used for a long time.
There was a needle tube beside Ouyang Qingzhi, and there was a dark red liquid in the needle.
Just looking at the color of the liquid, it looks like blood that has just been drawn.
Liu Lang didn't dare to directly help Ouyang Qingzhi up, and after a careful inspection, he found that those devil soldiers just now really drew Ouyang Qingzhi's blood, instead of injecting her with something.
The pinhole on Ouyang Qingzhi's arm was still oozing with blood.
Liu Lang frowned and gently pushed Ouyang Qingweaving: "Qingweaving, are you okay?" ”
Ouyang Qingzhi's face was a little pale at this time, and his mouth was slightly open, but his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was asleep.
"Anesthetized?"
Liu Lang was a little stunned, and he didn't understand what these ghost soldiers wanted to do with Ouyang Qingweaving.
"Kiyori?"
Liu Lang shouted again, but Ouyang Qingzhi still didn't react.
At this time, Liu Lang was anxious, and hurriedly checked carefully, and found that Ouyang Qingzhi was only unconscious, and his life was not in danger.
Liu Lang used the Taoist technique, drew a heart-clearing talisman at the center of Ouyang Qingzhi's eyebrows, and said with words in his mouth: "Drive away the evil of death, return to the soul and return to knowledge, and those who are fighting in the army are as anxious as the law!" ”
A fresh breeze blew through Ouyang Qingori's mind.
Ouyang Qingzhi stared at his eyes faintly, sat up suddenly, and shouted, "Ah, who are you?" ”
Seeing Ouyang Qingzhi's frightened face, Liu Lang hurriedly hugged Ouyang Qingzhi and comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay, Qingweaving, it's okay." ”
Ouyang Qingzhi turned his head and looked at Liu Lang, and it took a long time before he reacted: "Liu Lang? ”
Liu Lang grabbed Ouyang Qingzhi's shoulder, nodded heavily and asked, "Qingweaving, are you okay?" ”
Ouyang Qingzhi shook his head slowly, but there was still some blankness in his eyes, and he muttered: "Liu Lang, something is wrong here, I lost consciousness after I was dragged in, I, I saw a woman in a kimono smiling at me." ”
"What? A woman in a kimono? You mean Japanese women? ”
Ouyang Qingzhi was not sure: "I don't know, anyway, my consciousness is very blurry, but my body can't move at all, I can feel that they are injecting something into my body, and then draw my blood, but I don't feel pain." ”
At this time, Ouyang Qingzhi looked like a red fox who had cultivated to perfection, but he was a weak girl who had lost her soul.
Liu Lang comforted a few words, helped Ouyang Qingzhi off the operating table, and said slowly: "Qingzhi, it's okay now, it's weird here, let's leave as much as possible." ”
Ouyang Qingzhi nodded, but as soon as his feet hit the ground, his face turned white.
"Huh? Liu Lang, no, it's not good, I, my mana ......"
Liu Lang was stunned and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" What happened to your mana? ”
Ouyang Qingzhi looked frightened, and did not answer Liu Lang directly, but tried to concentrate his attention, but the red ears on the top of his head did not come out, and even the eyes were the same as normal people, and the red fox tail was gone.
Ouyang Qingzhi trembled slightly, almost fell to the ground, and said tremblingly: "Liu, Liu Lang, I, my mana has been lost, and I can't even change the appearance of the fox demon now." ”
Hearing Ouyang Qingzhi's words, Liu Lang didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
If you lose your mana, you can't even change the appearance of the demon fox back, isn't that almost like a normal person?
No, no, the focus is simply not right.
Liu Lang was suddenly a little frightened, grabbed Ouyang Qingzhi, and asked anxiously: "Qingweaving, do you mean that someone has done something to you, so that you can't exert the power of your fox demon?" ”
Ouyang Qingzhi was frightened, obviously very uncomfortable with himself who had no cultivation, nodded lightly, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the needle on the side.
"Hey, what is this?"
Ouyang Qingzhi grabbed the needle, then put the needle on his nose and sniffed it, his originally white face twitched twice.
Liu Lang found that Ouyang Qingzhi was a little abnormal, and couldn't help asking, "Qingweaving, what's wrong?" ”
Ouyang Qingzhi stared at the needle in a daze, and suddenly pulled the needle open, poured the liquid inside into the palm of his hand, and then put it on his nose and smelled it.
"Huh? What is this? ”
Ouyang Qingzhi spilled all the liquid on the ground, and then rubbed the needle in the palm of his hand.
Liu Lang looked at Ouyang Qingzhi's strange behavior, and couldn't help but be a little curious, but he didn't say anything.
There are ant-sized particles on the inside of the needle, and you can't see it if you don't look closely.
Although the particles were surrounded by dark red, it was clearly not blood.
Ouyang Qingzhi put the particles on his nose and smelled them again, then sent them to Liu Lang and asked in a deep voice, "Liu Lang, do you know what this thing is?" ”
Liu Lang didn't know why, but he still took the particles in the palm of his hand, looked at them carefully, and suddenly his expression changed.
This kind of thing may not be clear to ordinary people, but for Liu Lang, who is proficient in chaos magic, it is very clear.
This little particle turned out to be the residue of the broken intestine grass.
In black magic, there is this kind of gut-breaking grass in many methods of refining Gu worms.
If the Gu worm can still survive under the cultivation of the Broken Intestine Grass, it will not only be poisonous, but even the Gu worm will be much more powerful.
However, Liu Lang couldn't understand why there was such a broken intestine grass here?
If you simply use the Broken Gut Grass, there will be no abnormal change that Ouyang Qingweaving loses cultivation at all, unless it is formulated into some kind of Gu poison.
"Gu poison?"
Thinking of this, Liu Lang suddenly shuddered, grabbed Ouyang Qingzhi, and said hurriedly: "No, we must leave here as much as possible, this devil's base may not be as simple as Yu Ku". ”
Ouyang Qingzhi obviously sensed that something was wrong, but at this time, his body was weak and he couldn't keep up with Liu Lang's footsteps at all.
Just ran two steps, Liu Lang also discovered this problem, and regardless of whether Ouyang Qingzhi agreed or not, he turned around and carried her on his back, and ran back towards the way he came.
After crossing the wall, Liu Lang ran back into the corridor again, and just turned the last corner, he suddenly heard a giggling sound from in front of him.
The laughter is like a woman, abrupt and crazy, and it can't help but make people creepy.
"What's that?"
Liu Lang let out a low cry and sniffed twice, not like a ghost at all.
Damn, this place is so wicked.
At this time, he couldn't care so much, Liu Lang carried Ouyang Qingzhi on his back, took a flashlight and shone forward, and shivered violently.
In the place where Liu Lang originally put the broken bricks, a clay figure appeared......