Chapter 242: Turmoil is Hard to Control (3)

When I heard the word "Daichun Pavilion", I couldn't help but be stunned. But he quickly came back to his senses, and listened to Yu Yin's deep voice: "He just followed from a distance, and he was not discovered or contacted." Other times we've been together, I've touched the things he's touched, I've eaten the things he eats, so why would he be poisoned, and I'm fine?"

Seeing Canghai frowning and silent, Yu Yin said again: "Is it the poison under the 'Daichun Pavilion'?"

Canghai raised his eyes and looked at him, lowered his eyes and sighed, and stepped forward to stretch out his hand to Yu Sheng.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Yu Yin grabbed him.

Canghai sighed in distress, scratched his head and sizzled in pain, Fang frowned and said unwillingly: "I am not poisonous the day after tomorrow, and it is okay for me to touch him." "Reach out.

Knocked out.

"What are you doing?!" Canghai shouted.

Yu Yin's eyes flickered, and his voice trembled. "You forgot that you were sealed and you couldn't use your internal strength. ”

"Oh," Canghai frowned slightly, "This thing......" pretended to groan and took a step forward, and suddenly caught the pulse of Yu Sheng's wrist.

Yu Yin tensed.

Canghai looked solemn, but he was confident.

Yu Sheng's eyes rolled and he almost fainted.

Yu Yin hurriedly said, "What?"

After another half an hour, Canghai frowned and said, "What a domineering poison." It doesn't come from the mouth, it seems to be infiltrated by the blood vessels of the skin, but the attack is so fast. This poison paralyzes the meridians of the whole body, and eventually causes the heart to stop, and the poisoned person falls into a coma when the poison occurs, but the five senses are not lost. They are usually disposed of as corpses before they are dead, and many are buried alive or burned alive. After a pause, "This poison is so inhumane, and the preparation is tricky, not like the handwriting of 'Daichun Pavilion', but like the ...... of 'drunken wind'."

Canghai was stunned suddenly. His eyes widened and he blinked.

It's useless for you to poison, if you can't break my acquired anger, I just won't be invaded by all kinds of poisons, even if you take the opportunity to wipe it on the back of my pants, it won't work.

I went back and changed my clothes first, and I was covered in poisonous powder.

What's the matter, there was nothing on the coat, and the wind blew for a long time, and it fell clean early, only more on the pants.

Don't go too far! Canghai slapped the table and got up, taking two steps back towards the door.

Yo, the temper is quite stubborn. Yu Sheng laughed and sat on the stool where Canghai had sit.

Canghai's eyes are bright. Suddenly, his arm was grabbed by someone, and Yu Yin hurriedly said: "You are from the Tang Sect, you must have a way to detoxify him, right?"

Canghai was muttering at that time: "This unlucky ......"

Yu Yin was stunned and grabbed the collar of Canghai. "What did you say?!"

Canghai looked at Yu Yin helplessly and sighed. "Okay, okay, I'll save him. He snatched back his collar from Yu Yin's hand, flattened his placket, and said, "Do you have ......a pen and paper?"

The aftermath has snatched the door.

Canghai stretched out his hand and grabbed a palm of wind and snow in the air.

It's only a half-day.

"Bang dang. Yu Yin turned back to close the door, threw a piece of charcoal on the table, popped out the flute blade, grabbed the sea, and cut off a piece of his clothes and slapped it on the table.

Canghai tugged at the remnants of his clothes, and his mouth and eyes were open in disbelief. "Hey, why ......?"

Yu Yin had lit the candle and pressed the sea to the stool. "Your clothes are white. ”

Depend on...... Canghai was so angry that he had to hold the charcoal again, gritted his teeth and scratched a few names of medicines on the hem of his clothes, stopped for a while, and scratched for a while.

"Okay, take it to the 'Yuanzhitang' in the town and buy it, the medicine there is the best. ”

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