Lu Shian, really let Xiaogui's brother

The cries of Yanshi in the courtyard continued.

Fang Cun's interest dropped even further, as if he had no interest in dealing with a bunch of trash: "They are just a bunch of trash. If you want to kill them, kill them. If you want to kill them, let them go. No need to ask me."

Suddenly, a cry of surprise from the Silver Guard came from outside the courtyard gate.

Bai Xiao staggered as he held onto the arm of the Silver Guard. He felt a sweet and fishy taste in his throat and before he could catch his breath, he coughed up blood.

Red and black are intertwined, like ink-dyed brocade.

The captain of the Silver Guard was horrified and hurriedly leaned over to support him.

Seeing this, Fang Xingfei left the group of Yanshi and rushed to Bai Xiao.

The boy's face was as pale as paper, and there was a strange blue-purple hue under his lips and eyes.

Fang Xingfei's brows furrowed suddenly: "It's poison again."

Last time, Xiao Wujiu fell under Fang Cun's poison, and now, the same thing happened again. Fang Xingfei couldn't help but feel annoyed.

He placed his palm on Bai Xiao's heart and poured his healing magic into it in an instant, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any ripples.

Black blood began to flow from the boy's mouth and nose.

Bai Xiao curled up in Fang Xingfei's arms, his consciousness beginning to blur: "Brother... cold..."

Fang Xingfei pressed Bai Xiao's shoulders and said anxiously, "Xiao Si! Don't sleep! Wake up!!"

He gritted his teeth and cursed softly, then turned abruptly and looked at the group of Yanshi: "Is there anyone who can cultivate poison?!"

All the Yanshi shrank their necks, and no one responded.

Fang Xingfei's voice suddenly became cold, filled with murderous intent: "Are you all mute?!"

He refused to allow any discussion: "If anything happens to my fourth son, none of you will leave this village alive!"

The purple-robed Yanshi leader standing in the corner twitched his face, feeling that Mr. Fang from Yinshu City was even more unreasonable and heartless than these people in the underworld who fought to the death.

He swallowed hard, trying to save the lives of his men. "Second Master Fang...every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. This poison...wasn't administered by us."

Ren Xuan stood to one side, recalling what Pei Jiming had said before. He frowned and blurted out, "Brother Fang, my brother said that if you are not familiar with the Poison Sect, the solution is hard to find. In case of emergency, the only way is to get the antidote from the original owner."

Ren Xuan's eyes darkened slightly: "The group of people just now should not have gone far."

At this moment, Yanshi immediately added: "This is the 'Bone-Eroding Incense' from the 'Snake House'."

"Once this poison enters the bloodstream, it will rupture all the internal organs and kill within a hundred breaths. Even if you are a direct descendant of the sect, without a ready-made antidote, there is no way to save the situation."

So just now, although there were many Yanshi who practiced poison, no one responded and took action.

It's not that they don't know, but that they know it too clearly. If Fang Xingfei hadn't been like that, no Yanshi would have dared to wade into such muddy waters.

Now, it’s too late to even track down the antidote on site.

Ren Xuan sighed softly, thinking that Bai Xiao's luck in winning the prize was a bit outrageous.

Therefore, he never recommended formation masters and magicians to go out alone.

In the martial arts world, the flash of swords and the rain of blood are not limited to head-on confrontations. The poison, the hidden weapons, and the needles and daggers stabbing from behind are what really cost lives.

Without protection or support, they are ultimately too fragile. Formation masters and sorcerers who, without warriors, allow others to get close to them usually end up in a less than dignified state.

Ren Xuan's gaze turned and fell on Fang Cun who was sitting against the wall in the corridor.

He remembered that many years ago, outside Yinshu City, Fang Cun pretended to be a miracle doctor for a period of time.

I saw Fang Cun leaning against the eaves, his brows tired and his face filled with impatience, as if he was watching a show and wanted to be beaten.

Ren Xuan felt a surge of anxiety. That idiot didn't even care about life or death, let alone the safety of others. He couldn't imagine what a madman like him could say to persuade Fang Cun to intervene.

While he was thinking, the young man in black finished his breathing, walked out of the courtyard and came straight towards him.

The young man's brows lifted, his expression revealing a hint of joy at acquaintance. "General Ren. Long time no see."

Ren Xuan was stunned and for a moment he didn't recognize who this young man was.

But seeing that this young man seemed to have a good relationship with Yuan Feng, Ren Xuan tried to speak: "Is Fang Cun from the academy any acquaintance with you? This poison is very troublesome, can you ask him to take a look?"

The young man in front of him agreed without hesitation, as if he was really familiar with him.

Chu Ming walked into the courtyard, approached Yuan Feng, and whispered to him briefly about Bai Xiao's illness.

After hearing this, Yuan Feng's eyes narrowed, and he looked directly at Fang Cun, saying without hesitation, "Go save him."

Fang Cun raised his eyebrows, shrugged, and raised his hand: "Whoever wants to take it should go and save themselves."

Yuan Feng had no expression on his face and only replied with two words: "No."

Fang Cun tutted, his tone revealing a hint of ridicule and impatience: "Youngest, you can't always be so self-righteous when asking someone to do something for you, right?"

Yuan Feng didn't even raise his eyelids. He subconsciously knew what the other party was going to say. He interrupted the other party's spell and said, "Don't shout. You are not my brother."

If he didn't yell, he would just give up. Fang Cun said, "I'm injured like this, so I need a doctor."

Yuan Feng had a blank expression on his face, unmoved, and simply stated the facts: "I brought you medicine from southern Xinjiang."

——The High Priest’s kindness is not over yet.

Fang Cun was choked and finally made a last-ditch effort: "At least drag the person over here..."

He glanced down at his bloody left arm, then at the empty broken leg below the knee, and let out a sullen sigh, "Should I jump over on one leg and show him the poison's power?"

···

Fang Cun is known as a miracle doctor, and the word "miracle" is simple and crude.

He glanced at the surging poison in Bai Xiao's Qi Sea, and his tone was calm and almost cold:

"Two methods."

"First, I replaced his heart and lungs with Yanpin, which naturally replaced the poison as well."

"Secondly, I'll temporarily stabilize the poison in his body, and you immediately go get the antidote. If you hurry, he can be saved."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xingfei turned around and rushed out without hesitation. His black-clad shadow was so fast that it was almost impossible to distinguish.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was stagnant.

Fang Cun leaned back slowly and tried to mobilize the energy in his body again.

The green light that had shackled him for a long time finally no longer posed any obstacle.

The antidote that Yuan Feng retrieved was indeed effective.

Fang Cun frowned slightly, chanted an incantation in a low voice, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly surged.

His sleeves fluttered, and where his palms fell, the breath of grass and trees, the smell of dust, and broken branches and leaves gathered as if pulled by an invisible force, growing, winding, growing, and condensing from the broken part of his body.

In just a few breaths, the left leg that was broken below the knee and the left arm that was charred as charcoal were slowly reshaped as before in full view of everyone, without even a trace of scar left.

Ren Xuan looked at this scene, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was shock or sigh in his eyes. After a while, he exhaled softly: No wonder... In the previous life, Qin Shu once wanted to join forces with Yanshi just to deal with Lu Xiyun's right arm.

He had a complicated expression.

To be honest, the evil cultivators are indeed astonishingly fast.

Ren Xuan tried to ask, "Commander Fang, you've also dabbled in the Xiao family's 'Reincarnation' technique. While this technique can reverse fate and prolong life, it also carries the risk of backlash. If it's effective, it can become a gateway for others to possess your body... Are you aware of this?"

Fang Cun lowered his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if smiling, "We are not relatives or friends, what does it have to do with me? I am not a Bodhisattva in the temple."

Ren Xuan: “…”

To be honest, evil cultivators don't care about the sufferings of the world.

The night wind picked up slightly, and the window lattices rustled softly. Just as the atmosphere was about to darken, the door was pushed open.

Yuan Feng stepped in, he glanced lazily around the room, his eyes landing on Ren Xuan: "I've been looking for you for a long time."

The young man's voice was not loud, but his words were very clear: "When do you plan to pay me back what you owe me?"

Ren Xuan raised his eyebrows alertly: "...Which one?"

Yuan Feng's eyes became dangerous, with the pressure of a knife against his throat: "Some time ago, in Yinshu City, you promised to exchange a heart for my brother. Do you keep your word?"

Ren Xuan: “…”

His mind froze. Wasn't that... a coaxing remark he'd made in a moment of desperation to appease this ancestor?!

How the hell would I know this?! Are you really taking this seriously?!

The atmosphere in the room was slightly tense.

Yuan Feng walked closer step by step, his tone was so calm that it was creepy: "Dare to lie to me, I will kill you."

Chu Ming came in with a tray. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he was choked by Yuan Feng's words and almost spilled the teacup on his feet.

His face turned serious, and he quickly put the plate down. He tugged at Yuan Feng, coughed softly, and poked Yuan Feng's waist with his elbow. "Don't talk nonsense. If you forgot, don't say a word. General Ren saved your life before."

Chu Ming leaned in and whispered a few words, and the red-clothed kid's expression actually relaxed.

The next moment, Yuan Feng actually bowed to him completely as if it were a real incident, performing a very proper salute.

This bow made Ren Xuan's scalp tingle and all the hairs on his body stood up.

Ren Xuan swallowed his tea dryly, turned to look at the young man in black clothes, and asked in a deep voice: "...Who are you?"

Chu Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "General, you don't remember me? I'm Chu Ming. Two years ago, you came here with Brother Shi An, and we even had a couple of drinks under the eaves."

Ren Xuan felt his mind go blank.

—Ah? Me?

He subconsciously grasped only one key point—

"You...are also familiar with Shi'an?"

Chu Ming said with a matter-of-fact expression, his tone so sincere that it made people uneasy: "Of course. Brother Shi'an comes here every year. Although the eldest brother is no longer with us, we two brothers will remember this kindness in our hearts. In the future, if you need us, we will never refuse, no matter how hard it takes."

Ren Xuan didn't feel the slightest bit of relief. He just felt like a flash of lightning in his mind, splitting open some truths that he didn't want to think about.

“…Every year, do you come?”

"Yeah." Chu Ming smiled without any defense: "We know that this matter must be kept confidential. We won't say anything."

Yuan Feng didn't listen to Chu Ming's chatter and added a sentence, his tone naturally too exaggerated: "Thank you for your help, brother."

Ren Xuan's head buzzed, his forehead twitched slightly, and his teeth felt sore.

He froze, not looking happy at all.

He easily deduced a simple fact from this sentence.

——Lu Shian really made the little ghost’s brother, a pseudo fourth-grade, suck Lu Xiyun once every year.