Chapter 4195 4.1795 Corpse Poison

Qiao Mu didn't want to pay attention to him, and immediately put his little head away.

"It has nothing to do with you." Mo Lian even scolded him angrily, raised her hand and pulled her little daughter-in-law towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Yas snorted, turned around and quickly followed, "Are you making people angry?"

"Shut up." Mo Lian glanced back at him.

He didn't want to talk to him at first, but he glanced at the group of old, weak, sick and disabled who followed him, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked, "These, I have checked the body, can you be sure that you are not poisoned by corpse?"

The remaining part of the people will definitely be transferred out with them at that time.

If there are still some uncontrolled people in the team, who will mutate at any time, things will be a little difficult.

After all, it is impossible for them to keep an eye on so many people along the way, and there will inevitably be omissions.

Once the riots start again, only those at the bottom, ordinary people with no cultivation base, will be affected.

Ming Yas didn't want to talk to Mo Lian either. Hearing that, he snorted and choked, "Who can guarantee that? Now it's only a step."

"I have a medicinal liquid here." Qiao Mu said suddenly, "You can try it."

Myas turned to look at her, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Are you talking to me?"

Mo Lian snorted at the man, pulled Qiao Mu, turned around and left, and asked in a low voice, "What do you need to prepare?"

A quarter of an hour later, all the people who were brought back stood still in front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

There are more than 10,000 civilians, and everyone looks tired.

Myas ordered these ordinary people to line up in a square, and in front of them, more than ten washbasins were neatly placed.

It contains Yingying green medicinal liquid, which looks very clear and bright, with a gentle color.

"Now, everyone in the first row has come forward and washed their hands in the basin."

A row of people stepped forward uneasy, squatted down and put their hands in the basin, only to feel a gentle flow of water in their palms, and they couldn't help but feel a little refreshed for a while.

In less than two seconds, Myas asked them to line up behind him.

Although the crowd of melon eaters didn't know what was going on, they vaguely understood that as long as they washed their hands and nothing happened, they could stand behind these cultivators and go to a safe place.

Everyone stepped forward with a trace of panic and fear, and then happily brought them back to Qiao Mu and others, and re-arranged the square.

Suddenly, in the third washbasin, the greenish medicinal liquid that was originally filled with light suddenly rolled up, revealing a strange black color from it.

The guards who were standing on both sides with full concentration suddenly changed their expressions, and Qi Qi showed the sharp blades in their hands.

The woman who was squatting in front of the washbasin was obviously taken aback by their actions. She knelt down on the ground with her legs soft, holding a five- or six-year-old child tightly with one hand.

The child was so frightened that he immediately burst into tears.

Qiao Mu walked over quickly, waved his hand to let the two guards with knives and swords step back, and stared at the old woman in front of him with complex eyes.

"Isolate first."

The old woman looked back at her in a panic, and exclaimed, "What are you doing? You, you are oppressing the good people."

Qiao Mu shook his head slightly, and said in a light voice, "It's not her, it's that child."

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words.