Chapter 304

Two different true qi collided, but Zhao Jue was obviously much weaker, after all, the opponent was a junior master, and he was only a first-grade master.

After the collision, the true qi exploded. Zhao Jue took several steps back with Zhuque in his arms, his true qi was in disorder, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath was weak.

"Are you okay?" Zhuque leaned on his shoulder and whispered in his ear.

"No? You're almost dead!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Jue panted and looked up at the kind-hearted Wuji mother. He felt depressed in his heart. The gap in cultivation was still big, and he really couldn't think of any solution.

Wuji mother, who was standing in the air with a bamboo stick in her hand, smiled brightly, slowly fell to the ground, and said with a smile: "You are really a pair of desperate mandarin ducks. I will be a kind person and send you on your way."

Speaking slowly, she raised the bamboo stick, and her target was Zhao Jue and Zhuque.

But Zhao Jue was still breathing heavily, and he glanced at Zhuque with a dazed look. It seemed that he had to detoxify quickly, otherwise he would die.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jue looked up at Baihu and Xuanwu, and shouted: "You two hold them back, I will take Zhuque back to detoxify first, no time to waste!"

Hearing the voice, Baihu punched Wusheng Old Mother back fiercely, and landed between Zhao Jue and Wuji Old Mother, with a serious look moving back and forth between Wuji Old Mother and Wusheng Old Mother.

He said loudly: "Just go, they can't catch up!"

After the voice fell, he slowly untied the wrist guard, and two "bang" sounds rang out, and smoke and dust rose on the left and right sides of Baihu. It seemed that it was not enough, so he lifted his sleeves and tied them up, leaned over to untie the protective gear on his feet, and two more "bang" sounds rang out.

Nodding with satisfaction, he waved his hand and said easily: "Don't worry about me, take Zhuque and go first."

"I'm here, that's enough."

Baihu seemed to be talking about an ordinary little thing, with a relaxed tone, but extremely sure, and didn't take the covetous Wusheng Old Mother and the other two seriously.

"Be careful."

Patting his shoulder, Zhao Jue picked up the bloody arrow on the ground, hugged Zhuque tightly, turned around and flew towards the direction of Chuzhou City. At this time, Wusheng Old Mother also moved, and her figure disappeared in an instant. From the trajectory of the true qi, it seems that the target is Zhao Jue.

In mid-air, the figure of Wusheng Old Mother appeared, and Baihu stood in front of her, with a majestic true qi that forced people's minds. He smiled contemptuously and asked: "Where do you want to go? Why not stay!"

There was no fancy words, just a simple punch. But Wusheng Old Mother was just shocked, fast, too fast, she didn't even see when Baihu raised his hand, and the fist was already in front of her.

Didn't dare to be careless, and quickly circulated the true qi to defend. The two people's true qi intersected, and a burst of smoke and dust exploded. Before the haze dissipated, a figure flew out and landed right in front of Wuji's mother.

"Sister." Wuji's mother helped Wusheng's mother, who had blood on the corner of her mouth, up and asked earnestly: "Are you okay?"

"No big deal." Wusheng's mother raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, with unprecedented caution in her eyes.

Turning her head, she said: "This person's cultivation is higher than mine, sister, let's go together!"

"Okay."

...

Holding Zhuque and running all the way, she had fed her several different antidotes for poisons on the way, but Zhuque's mouth was still bleeding, obviously not very effective.

Looking at the arrow, it seems that it was the same as the time when he was assassinated in the capital, and he was poisoned by multiple poisons, not just one.

If this is the case, it will be bad. You must first find out what poison it is, and then prepare the antidote according to the poison.

He was extremely anxious, and didn't care about the consumption of true qi and the injuries on his body. He swallowed a Tongxuan Pill and rushed to Chuzhou City at full speed.

After about three quarters of an hour, Zhao, who was out of breath, finally saw the shadow of the city wall of Chuzhou City in the night. He was delighted, and hurriedly used his power to raise his breath, crossed the city wall in one breath, and ran straight to the post station.

"Stop, you are..."

Before the gatekeeper finished speaking, a waist badge of Jinyiwei Commander was placed in front of him. Zhao said in a deep voice: "Immediately, make room immediately, prepare a basin of clean water, and send a stove in, go quickly!"

"Yes, I'll go right away." The yamen dared not say anything more, and hurried inside.

Zhao carried Zhuque into a room, put her on the bed, and tore off her clothes. The place where the arrow was shot was no longer bleeding, but a little black. From the wound, it was impossible to tell what kind of poison she was.

It can only be judged by the arrow.

After a while, boiling water and a stove were sent in. Zhao unceremoniously drove the yamen runner out, not because he was afraid that he would get in the way, but because he was afraid that if the arrow was poisonous and hurt innocent people, it would be bad.

He opened the rear window and roasted the arrowhead on the fire. A strong and pungent smell slowly floated out as the temperature rose.

He smelled it carefully and slightly distinguished three or four kinds of poisons. Without exception, they were all well-known poisons. He continued to roast the arrowhead in the stove, and repeated this several times, and finally distinguished most of them.

Finally, he pressed the roasted red arrowhead into the basin of water and kept stirring it. As the clear water slowly changed color, the last two poisons were also recognized by Zhao.

"How could it be Fen Feiyan and Chan Zhi Die?" Zhao murmured in confusion.

The reason for the doubt was not because they were not famous in the world, but because they were so famous that almost everyone knew them.

Both are love poisons, but because they are too famous, everyone in the underworld has an antidote. Later on, not only the famous underworld people, but even the flower-stealing thieves don't like to use them.

Why? As soon as you gave the poison, the other party took out a bunch of antidotes. It makes no difference whether you gave it or not.

It's easy to deal with if you know what the poison is. There is paper and pen on the table. Write with ink brush. After blowing the ink dry, open the door and call the yamen runner to buy medicine according to the prescription.

Taking the paper, the yamen runner hesitated and said, "Sir, this medicine shop is closed..."

Zhao knew what he meant. He just didn't want to run in the middle of the night. If he wanted Zhao to go, he would ask someone else to go. But the matter was urgent, how could he delay?

He simply patted the yamen runner on the shoulder and said, "I don't care if it's closed or not. If you can't buy it, I promise to take you back to Zhaoyu and have fun!"

"Go! Show the energy you usually use to bully the people!"

Hearing the word "Zhaoyu", the yamen runner's efficiency instantly reached full. In less than half a quarter of an hour, he ran in with a package on his back, sweating profusely.

Putting down the package, he flattered, "Sir, I have bought all the medicine you want."

"Go out."

The yamen runner ran away as if he had been pardoned. Zhao shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, closing the door and silently preparing the medicine. After more than half a quarter of an hour, it was considered ready.

The internal medicine was still boiling on the stove, Zhao sat next to Zhuque and whispered in her ear, "Can you hear me?"

Zhuque's mouth did not move, but she moved her eyelids slightly, obviously very depressed.

Seeing this, Zhao shook his head and said in a low voice, "This is for external application, it hurts a little, you bear it."

After saying that, he ignored Zhuque's reaction, took off her coat, lifted her underwear, pressed the medicine in his hand on the wound, and then held her hands and feet.

"Don't use your true energy! If it hurts, just grit your teeth and bear it!"