According to Zhao Xingde's order, Du Chujiao placed the blood drawn out in the silver bowl. After washing the syringe with water, he drew out the blood of several other injured people in turn, and placed them one by one in different silver bowls. The doors and windows were closed tightly, and the light in the clean room was dim. As the syringe poured blood into the silver bowl, the bright red blood of the five silver bowls lined up. In this clean room, both Lu Mingyu and the injured relatives and friends felt a little creepy. Lu Mingyu didn't

Many legends of the Lenovo Demon Sect said inwardly: "Is Mr. Zhao, the former military advisor of the Holy Sect, not a false reputation, but a magical magic that does not work." In this world, he has never heard of blood being guided by blood. Four poisoned and injured men were still moaning slightly, and everyone held their breath and did not dare to disturb Mr. Zhao's use of the magic. Although several people in the world were used to the life of licking blood on their heads, they still felt a mysterious and terrifying feeling in their hearts.

"Divide Zhao's blood into five parts and drop into their blood one by one, remember the order, and you must not make any mistakes."

Du Chujiao and Shi Jingkui followed the order expressionlessly. Their suspicion was just not shown, but they did not regard General Zhao as a demon. The silver syringe pulled out Zhao Xingde's blood from the silver bowl and poured it into the other four silver bowls one by one. With the sound of "ticks" of blood, the terrifying atmosphere in the house reached the extreme.

The squeaked lightly, and Zhao Xingde stood up. Although his movement was normal, because he had been sitting, the movement suddenly made people feel tense in his heart and he thought to himself: "Are you going to use a magic weapon?" Lu Mingyu subconsciously looked at his right hand, and saw that he did not hold the wooden sword, silver sword, talisman paper, or the like, but he saw nothing. Zhao Xingde just walked to the silver bowls of the four injured, observed carefully for a moment, and then held it up and shook it twice. One of the injured people's blood coagulated. Zhao Xingde called his relatives and friends over and showed him the blood coagulation, and whispered: "Zhao had originally thought about blood saving people, but everyone had their own lives. This Pan Zhuangshi could not stand Zhao's blood. Once injected, it was probably not to save people, but instead made his blood coagulate all over his body, but it was a death urging." He said with apologies, "I had to ask Langzhong Shi to continue to treat this hero with good health."

When the Langzhong Shi in the water village heard him mention him, he agreed quickly and walked forward. Just now, Langzhong Shi had already tried his best to squeeze out venom for several injured people, washed the wounds, and fed some detoxification pills. However, there was no cure for the mountain-bridge snake venom, and all of them were all talking about human affairs. He only took out ordinary silver needles and gently stabbed some of the injured person's acupoints to stimulate his potential to fight against the toxicity that invaded the body. This was the same way as Zhao Xingde burned his acupoints with mugwort to save his life when he was in Kangju Middle School. Zhao Xingde nodded slightly and sighed. He checked several other silver bowls again, and the blood in the bowl still showed no signs of blood coagulation. Then he walked back to the chair and sat down, instructed Du Chujiao and said, "Inject the blood I drew out into the blood of several injured people."

Everyone had a premonition when they heard that he wanted to save people through blood. At this time, they were still shocked when they heard Zhao Xingde's instructions with their own ears, and looked at Zhao Xingde with fear. In this era, their bodies and hair should not be damaged. Even if they fell, they should be kept carefully and should not be discarded. This matter of cutting flesh and blood is enough to be brighter even if the ministers serve the lord. Unexpectedly, Zhao Xingde really wants to take his body.

Zhiyu was used to save these unkempt heroes whom they had never met. Lu Mingyu was used to being intrigue and pretending to be fake. At this moment, he looked at Zhao Xingde, and for a moment, he felt his heart turbulent, and a breath of excitement was choking in his chest, and he was speechless. "Doctors are parents," said Shi Zhang, who was acupuncture for Pan Zhuangshi, and said in secret: "It's worthy of being Mr. Yuanzhi!" "A real man should be like this!" Shi Jingkui's eyes were filled with strange light.

"Mr. Zhao!" Xu Du's throat was choked. He looked down at his unconscious brother Xu Sheng, and secretly gritted his teeth. "General Zhao." Du Chujiao was in a hurry and blurted out his previous name. Everyone in the clean room did not notice at all.

Zhao Xingde strode to the chair and sat down, rolled up his right sleeve, looked at Du Chujiao who was hesitant, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't do it yet! Don't waste the opportunity!" Du Chujiao was shocked, and then walked forward, stabbed the veins bulging from Zhao Xingde's right arm with a needle, slowly sucked the blood of the syringe, and then injected the blood from Zhao Xingde's right arm into the blood of the blue veins of Xu Sheng's right arm, which was closest to him. Du Chujiao slowly pushed the silver needle rod, intending to inject only about one-third of the blood of Xu Sheng and injected into the others. Zhao Xingde said: "The blood in this syringe is all lost to this Xu Zhuangshi, and then take blood from Zhao." He was stabbed by the assassin just now, and a lot of blood was bleeding. At this moment, the blood had been drawn out twice. Everyone in the room looked at his face and felt a little pale, and Lu Mingyu felt even more moved.

This time Du Chujiao did not dare to delay, so he was careful. In order to give Zhao Xingde time to recover, the silver needle push rod was almost motionless and only pushed at a very slow speed. The silver syringe had a large volume. After about half an incense stick, all the blood of Zhao Xingde in the syringe was pushed into Xu Sheng's blood. Du Chujiao then came to Zhao Xingde and collected blood again. This time, when he pulled out the syringe for the last time, he saw General Zhao's right arm lined with four shocking blood eyes, and his face was pale and afraid of people. Just like he had been seriously injured on the battlefield, Du Chujiao quietly turned his head and gently wiped the corners of his eyes with his shoulders. He suppressed his stirring mind and injected the blood of the last syringe into the blood of the hero named Sun Lin of Yingzhou.

Du Chujiao pulled out the syringe and breathed a sigh of relief. Because he was too nervous, his palms were covered with sweat. The relatives and friends of several injured were relieved. At this time, they looked at Zhao Xingde, and several people were about to bow and turn to Xie, but Zhao Xingde waved his hand and signaled them not to do so.

"Planning is for others, and success is for heaven," he sighed, if he had regrets, "These heroes were all injured for Zhao. If you say anything else, wouldn't Zhao betrayal?" His words were not loud, but there was a convincing feeling.

Several heroes from the Three Mountains and Five Mountains were filled with awesome hearts and no longer forced to thank them. Zhao Xingde himself had been infected with snake venom, and vaguely remembered the method of healing, and asked Langzhong Shi to guide everyone to take care of the injured. There were thousands of heroes waiting outside, and the noise came into the room. It was so quiet that the needle could be heard. Zhao Xingde did not speak, and others dared not speak.

The sky gradually became darker, and Zhao Xingde ordered the lights to light up, and the room suddenly became much brighter. At this time, the heroes waiting outside had not dissipated, but as the sky gradually became late, these people were waiting a little impatient, and the noise gradually became louder. Zhao Xingde frowned slightly and said to Lu Mingyu: "The heroes from all walks of life are concerned about the injuries of these heroes, but the wounds of snake venom may not be cured overnight. Let's arrange for everyone to disperse and rest first. If you want to visit, come again tomorrow."

"Yes." Lu Mingyu stood up and immediately went out to "arrange".

What Zhao Xingde said about arranging everyone to rest is a polite statement. People in the martial arts world are used to being casual, so it is not easy to act. In addition, when Zhao Xingde was assassinated this time, he was injured by these unknown people. I don’t know if the assassin has any other accomplices in the village. So Lu Mingyu first ordered Liu Heng and Xia Maoer to transfer five hundred brothers from the village to come over, and then "arrange" the heroes of the martial arts world to return to their residences. After sending these gifts back, the Thirteenth Random Village also sent additional personnel overnight, with crossbows and swords unsheathed, and guarded outside the residence of foreign wealthy customers in case other spies take the opportunity to cause trouble.

"We must cheer up at night. A few days ago, it was because we were too relaxed that Mr. Zhao was injured."

After everything was arranged, Lu Mingyu returned to the clean room, and Zhao Xingde and Shi Langzhong and others were still staying indoors. At this time, the breathing of the three poisoned wounded people gradually became even. The brave man named Pan had a high fever because he could not enter Zhao Xingde's blood. Wu Quan, the leader of the Qingshui Village in Jingnan, saw the pledge brothers' mouth becoming more and more blue and gradually stopped talking nonsense. Wu Quan's face was full of sadness. There was a vague solemn atmosphere in the quiet, as if someone accidentally broke the silence and offended some kind of sacredness.

After that night, everyone was sleeping in the clean room with their clothes. The next morning, the injuries of three people from the Jianghu who had inputted Zhao Xingde's blood had improved greatly. Not only did the swelling subside, but Xu Sheng, who had the first toxic attack, also woke up. After hearing that Mr. Zhao had personally saved his blood, he struggled to get up to thank him.

"Xu Sheng is a rude man, a bad life, a great master, a pink man..." Xu Sheng's voice was still hoarse. With excitement, he coughed violently again, his face flushed.

Zhao Xingde hurriedly asked Xu Du to stop him from getting up, but he stood up by himself and walked to Xu Sheng and said, "If you mention this kind of thing again, you will treat Zhao as an outsider." Seeing Xu Sheng recovered a little, he smiled hoarsely, "This kind of snake venom can be solved by Brother Xu's own health."

After Xu Sheng was determined to lie down and rest, Zhao Xingde examined the injuries of the other two people. The high fever had subsided, but the other person's injuries were getting worse and worse. He sighed and gently patted Wu Quan on the shoulder of Qingshuizhai. "Mr. Zhao." Wu Quan quickly stood up. Seeing that Pan Fu's cheeks were blue and purple, he didn't say anything. His face was pale, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and only a weak feeling of loss and grief surged in his heart.

The sky outside the window gradually revealed a trace of white fish belly, and a trace of morning breeze blew in through the gaps in the window edges.

At this time, "It's not good!" Suddenly someone rushed in outside and whispered: "The boss, in the yard of the guest room, said that our Thirteenth Ring Village could not trust outsiders. Leader Xia argued with them, and the two sides started to make a fuss!" The voice was full of anxiety. "What?" Lu Mingyu showed a hint of anger! In this Thirteenth Ring Village, which had been operating for nearly ten years, who would dare to make a rash decision!

Author: Yuan Ji solemnly reminds book friends that according to medical information, even if a person is bitten by a venomous snake, the antibodies usually will not exist for a long time even if he is bitten by a venomous snake for the second time. Therefore, even if he is bitten by a venomous snake for the second time, he must save himself as soon as possible and inject anti-venom serum immediately. There are only very special cases that after being bitten by a snake, he has antibodies against the venom of the same snake for a long time. The so-called "no coincidence" book is to be the protagonist, and it is one of these special cases.
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