Chapter 351: Three Days

Zhao Yi frowned slightly, raised his fingertips, and a ray of spiritual power wrapped around his palm, stopping her movement immediately.

"Since you can't listen, forget it. Your eyes are very similar to me in the past. If you sink deeper and deeper, there will be no good results."

Zhao Yi got a piece of hemp rope from nowhere, and tied Ye Lin up tightly. Seeing that the latter could not threaten his life, he left slowly.

"It's getting deeper and deeper...?"

Confusion appeared in Ye Lin's icy eyes, she grabbed the dagger that fell to the ground, and cut off the hemp rope on her body.

She stood there motionless, and after a while, she leisurely picked up her phone and canceled the next order.

"Damn it, the poison in the body is agitated again."

Zhao Yi leaned against a big tree, took off his shirt, and could even see with the naked eye that the poison that originally stayed in the lower abdomen began to spread in all directions.

And most of the poison is spreading to the heart.

"The Canglang Code!"

Zhao Yi clenched his teeth and started running the Canglang Dian. There was a very faint aura in the air, which began to come from all directions, bit by bit suppressing the spreading poison.

Although there is no way to directly compress it back to the dantian, it also prevents it from spreading to the heart.

It's just that the poison trembled in his body, which made Zhao Yi feel so painful.

"As long as... as long as the cultivation base can be higher, the poison can be completely suppressed!"

Zhao Yi thought, the time began to pass by little by little, and the day soon ushered in.

Because the poison began to spread in the body, Zhao Yi had to ask for leave from school and slowly suppress it at home.

Finally, for Ye Lingyao's safety, the Ye family also secretly sent experts to protect it, which relieved Zhao Yi a lot.

It's just... Zhao Yi's salary is going to be less these days.

But fortunately, my younger sister Zhao Qin thought he was just sick and didn't think much about it.

"I didn't expect the poison to spread faster than expected."

In the villa, Qianshou looked at the poison spreading from Zhao Yi's body, with a rare seriousness on his face.

"I can't help it. It will take at least five days to make an antidote, and the poison in your body can't last for twenty-four hours."

Qianshou sighed lightly, Zhao Yi pursed his lips slightly, and he could feel that even if there was spiritual power to suppress it, it wouldn't last long.

"Is it going to end?"

Zhao Yi sighed lightly, thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, it would be unjustifiable for him to be killed by a poison.

"Hey, don't worry, you have paid me the money you owe me, and I will arrange for someone to give you a good burial."

"roll!"

Zhao Yi gave him a hard look, this guy still misses the money at this moment.

"Well, since you don't want to die, I can prolong your life for two days. There is an acupuncture technique that can suppress the poison in your body for seventy-two hours."

"During this period of time, you will be no different from a normal person, but after seventy-two hours, the poison in your body will burst out in an instant, and it will spread throughout your body in an instant, until you die."

Hearing this, Zhao Yi secretly swallowed his saliva. This is indeed a good method, but to suppress the poisonous outbreak for three days, even if he breaks through the martial artist, he may not be able to suppress it.

The poison is in Zhao Yi's body, and he is still very aware of the pros and cons of it.

"Have you thought about it, what kind of death do you want?"

The corner of Zhao Yi's mouth was pursed lightly, apparently he had already thought of the answer in his heart.

"Then live a few more days, maybe in these three days, you can still live a miracle."

"In that case, then you have to cherish these last few days!"

After Qianshou finished speaking, he took out a small medicine box from nowhere, took out one after another silver needles, and quickly pierced Zhao Yizhou's acupuncture points.

"This old guy has a good technique."

Although Qianshou usually seemed arrogant and crazy, he could feel that a certain energy began to pour into his body, intertwining the poison together.

"Next, you have to hold back the pain. If you can't, you don't want to live for three days. Now you have to do a funeral for you."

Just after Qian Shou finished speaking, an unspeakable severe pain immediately spread all over his body. If Zhao Yi hadn't experienced many storms, he might have yelled out.

"Who is this kid? Not only can he endure the pain of this secret technique, he doesn't even need to shout."

Qianshou was so shocked that even he became a little curious about Zhao Yi. After all, he had calculated Zhao Yi's fate before, but he couldn't judge it!

The excruciating pain came and went quickly, when Qianshou took away the silver needles, Zhao Yi's whole body was already eroded by sweat.

"The poison in the body..."

Zhao Yi reacted carefully. Although the poison was in his body, it was isolated by some kind of force, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape.

But this does not mean that he can sit back and relax, Zhao Yi still found that the poison is eroding the membrane, and the membrane will rupture within three days at the latest.

At that time, Zhao Yi will be instantly spread by the poison and die tragically on the spot!

"You do it yourself, I'll play back and rest first."

For the first time, Qianshou showed tiredness, and slowly returned to the room. Ever since he moved in, Ye Lingyao had to arrange a room for him.

If Zhao Yi didn't need him to save his life, he might have already been kicked out.

"Three days, I won't wait for death in vain."

The corner of Zhao Yi's mouth raised, and while the poison was being suppressed, he ran away immediately

go out.

Now Zhao Yi's last resort is to break through the martial artist within three days.

And if you want to break through in a short time, you can only refine the elixir!

Although Zhao Yi is not a pharmacist, he has more or less been in contact with some of them.

It's just that in this world, it's hard to say whether there is a cauldron that is the material used for alchemy.

"I can only ask Wu Ming."

Zhao Yi pondered and said, Wu Ming has a lot of knowledge about this aspect, otherwise he would not have found a shop with Spirit Iron Essence last time.

A thought flashed in his mind, and Zhao Yi ran towards the campus non-stop.

"Bei, I'm blind. Didn't we send a killer there last night? Why is this kid still alive and kicking?"

On a tall building, two men in black were playing cards. Nan saw Zhao Yi who was running, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"What! Could it be that the killer was killed?"

The North and the South looked at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes. Then they turned on the phone, only to find that the previous order had been refunded.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off. If you need to continue hiring a killer, please change it on the platform. The deposit will not be refunded."

They tried to dial the phone, and this sentence immediately popped up, and the two of them turned purple with anger.

"Damn! You still have something like this!"

They gritted their teeth with hatred, and the five hundred thousand was just in vain.

"Don't be angry, let's replace it with someone else, there are less than two days left."

Nan is also extremely aggrieved, but he still maintains his rationality, persuading him.

"That's the only way to go. If it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't reveal my identity, I really want to assassinate that kid with my own hands to relieve my hatred!"