Chapter 90: Disasters continue

　　Lu Wushuang was about to continue chatting with Xiao Longnv, when a look of pain flashed across his brows, his body shook twice, and fell down on the table.

　　Xiao Longnv was slightly taken aback, and reached out her hand to touch her veins.

　　Pat, clack, clack...

　　Yang Guo came down from upstairs.

　　"What's the matter, aunt, is this girl asleep?"

　　Xiao Longnv shook her head lightly, "Miss Lu is poisoned."

　　Hearing this, Yang Guo frowned, stretched out his hand to check Lu Wushuang's pulse, and felt the situation in his body.

　　Shaoqing.

　　Yang Guo tapped the acupuncture points all over her body one after another to prevent the toxins from invading the internal organs, and then blocked her veins to send internal energy to help her wake up.

　　"Uh...uh...I..."

　　Lu Wushuang woke up quietly, her face was pale, and there was a faint blackness lingering between her brows.

　　"What's the matter with you, didn't you say that you are fine?"

　　Lu Wushuang lowered his head like a child who did something wrong, and retorted in a low voice, "It's all right."

　　"Heh!" With a sneer, Yang Guo sat down to eat, "Then just bear with it."

　　"Pass."

　　Xiao Longnv called Yang Guo lightly.

　　"Miss Lu's injury cannot be delayed, otherwise the poison will not be cured if it enters the lungs, so don't be angry, let's see if we can force the poison out first."

　　Yang Guo sighed helplessly, nodded, stretched out his hand to pick up Lu Wushuang like a chicken, and went back to the room.

　　"Tell me, what kind of poison is in your body?

　　Don't worry, if you are really dead, I will cremate you and bury you.

　　Firstly, it will prevent me from poisoning others, and secondly, it can be regarded as worthy of our friendship. What do you think, am I interesting enough? "

　　Lu Wushuang stared at Yang Guo angrily, but after meeting Yang Guo's gaze, she lowered her head again.

　　"I stole Li Mochou's Five Poisons cheat book, but she refused to hand it over, so she tortured me with her red palm."

　　"So...you have a way to detoxify?"

　　Lu Wushuang raised his head confidently, "Of course."

　　"Then detoxify yourself first, my aunt and I haven't had dinner yet, don't worry, I will order a new table for you."

　　After finishing the words, Yang Guo pulled Xiao Longnv to leave.

　　Lu Wushuang's complexion changed, and he hurriedly said: "Alas...I said I can solve it, but I didn't say I can solve it now!"

　　Yang Guo supported his forehead and was speechless.

　　"Okay, sit cross-legged and expose your left shoulder. I'll see if I can force the poison out for you."

　　"Ah I..."

　　Lu Wushuang's cheeks were slightly red, and he slowly exposed his shoulders.

　　Yang Guo closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and when he opened his eyes again, he stretched out his sword finger and lightly brushed across the reddish bloody handprint on her shoulder, leaving a wound.

　　Lu Wushuang lowered his head, gave a light "hmm", and hugged his arms tightly.

　　Yang Guo's movements were extremely fast, his sleeves bulged, his internal energy flowed into her whole body from the Governor Meridian.

　　Shaoqing.

　　Sweat dripped from Yang Guo's forehead, his brows were furrowed, he continued to try.

　　Xiao Longnu, who was watching from the side, stretched out her slender hand without any hesitation, and sent the pure and dense inner force into Yang Guo's Tanzhong acupoint.

　　The internal forces of the two are of the same origin, and they are in harmony with each other, regardless of each other.

　　Her internal strength was Yang Guo's arms and fingers, her clothes trembled slightly, and she continued to try to force the poison.

　　Time passed, the night deepened, and there was silence around.

　　Seeing that the black blood overflowing from Lu Wushuang's left shoulder had completely turned into red blood, Yang Guo stopped practicing.

　　"call..."

　　Yang Guo, whose internal strength was almost exhausted, let out a breath.

　　He stretched out his hand to seal the acupuncture point on Lu Wushuang's shoulder to prevent further bleeding.

　　"Okay, you are lucky, the poison is not deep, plus I am smart, try to find a way to force the poison out, otherwise I guess, I really have to prepare for your funeral."

　　"Thanks."

　　"Okay, no thanks, you may feel uncomfortable if you try the exercises..."

　　The words are not finished yet.

　　His eyes darkened, exhausted, Yang Guo swayed twice, and was supported by the little dragon girl beside him.

　　"Yang Guo... what happened to Yang Guo?"

　　Using her sleeves, Xiao Longnv gently wiped the sweat off Yang Guo's forehead.

　　"Miss Lu, don't worry, I've exhausted my internal energy just now, and I haven't had a good rest recently, and my mind and body are exhausted.

　　Just get some sleep, let's go back to the room first, and you should go to bed earlier. "

　　"That's good...thank you, Sister Long and...Brother Yang."

　　"Um."

　　Xiao Longnu responded, and helped Yang Guo back to her room.

　　Tucked the corner of the quilt for Yang Guo, sat aside and watched quietly.

　　outside the window.

　　The stars disappeared, leaving only the full moon like Xizi's bright eyes, hanging alone in the night sky.

　　Touching Yang Guo's slightly cool cheek, and nodding the tip of his nose, Xiao Longnu smiled.

　　"Have a good night's sleep."

　　Taking out the needle and thread, under the quiet moonlight, Xiao Longnu began to sew the robe.

　　This robe is almost finished, only a few bits and pieces of thread have not been processed.

　　After midnight.

　　Looking at the finished robes, Xiao Longnv folded them up and put them on Yang Guo's bedside, and lay her pillow on Yang Guo's bedside, closing her eyes.

　　...

　　Bang——

　　There was a loud noise.

　　The door of the inn was shattered, and a figure with disheveled hair and blood slammed into the counter.

　　"

Yang Zuoshi, do you think you can escape this catastrophe by coming to Xiangyang?

　　Or do you want Huang Yaoshi to rescue you?

　　It's a pity... He and Hong Qigong have been entangled in disasters, so they can't take action. "

　　Four missionaries of the White Lotus Sect with silver lotuses embroidered on their chests appeared at the inn, led by a tall and thin old monk in monk robes.

　　"Ahem...ahem...Wang Jueyi, your White Lotus Sect wants to annex our Ming Sect, that's wishful thinking!"

　　Yang Xiao's face was pale, and the blood from the corner of his mouth couldn't stop overflowing, and he stood up tremblingly.

　　"UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Lao Na is Wang Gufo, one of the three holy scriptures, and Wang Jueyi's previous name."

　　Wang Gufo said lightly, clasped his hands together, and his body was glowing with pale yellow Buddha flowers.

　　"I think Yang Zuoshi is a talent, I will give you another chance.

　　As long as you bring someone back to my teaching, I can let you live, and give you the position of the third-rank governor of my teaching, what do you think? "

　　Yang Xiao, who was supporting the counter, showed disdain, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly:

　　"My Ming Cult originated from Persia, what does it have to do with your White Lotus Cult!"

　　"Stubborn! You will put Yang Zuoshi through the lute bone to wash away your sins, so that you will not be like Master Duan, who always wants to escape and harm the world."

　　"Follow the ancient Buddhist teachings."

　　Wang Gufo, with slightly drooping eyes, nodded, looked around, and his long eyebrows trembled suddenly.

　　"Wait a moment."

　　A missionary took out the iron chain around his waist and was about to make a move when Wang Gufo stopped him.

　　"Go and invite all the benefactors in the inn down first."

　　The four of them quickly went upstairs without any objection.

　　The second floor of the inn.

　　Miejue Shitai, who had already been awakened, grabbed the Yitian sword beside him, stood up, and looked downstairs through the window.

　　After seeing Yang Xiao, his pupils shrank, the hand holding the Yitian sword turned slightly white, and his murderous thoughts suddenly arose.

　　…

　　…

　　hold head high--

　　A slight dragon chant sounded in the night.

　　Guo Fu.

　　Hong Qigong withdrew his palms, took a sip of wine from the lacquered red gourd around his waist, and laughed loudly:

　　"Brother Yao didn't expect your son-in-law to have so many people wanting to kill him!"

　　Wearing a green shirt, the expressionless Huang Yaoshi held the jade flute, closed his eyes slightly, and said calmly:

　　"Brother Seven, I don't think your apprentice will be a thorn in the eyes of so many people."