Chapter 270 Keep going, I can still do it!
Big Liu was startled and subconsciously turned around to look at Zhang Ming.
Zhang Ming was seen lying on the mat, his face as pale as paper, his breath so weak that it was almost inaudible.
Big Liu's heart tightened. Although he didn't know whether what Huo Lingfeng said was true or not, Zhang Ming looked like he was indeed at the end of his rope.
"Second Young Master, do you have a way to save him?"
Da Liu asked hesitantly, with a hint of anticipation in his tone.
After spending twenty-one days with this guy day and night, he really couldn't bear to watch him die.
What's more, the task assigned by the eldest lady has not been completed yet, this guy cannot die!
Huo Lingfeng snorted coldly, walked around him to Zhang Ming, squatted down, and carefully checked his condition.
After a moment, he frowned, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, he took out an exquisite glass bottle from his arms, and poured out a pill that exuded a faint fragrance.
Just as he was about to feed the pill into Zhang Ming's mouth, he suddenly remembered Huo Qinghuang's instructions. Huo Lingfeng paused, poured out two more pills, and stuffed them into Zhang Ming's mouth.
"This is……"
Big Liu looked at Huo Lingfeng's actions in confusion.
"This is Pei Yuan Dan, it should be of some help to his current condition."
Huo Lingfeng looked up at him and explained, "Qing Huang went to Changbai Mountain to rescue Lao Wu, so he asked me to come over and take a look at the situation here."
Only then did Liu Da secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
As the second son of the Huo family, Huo Lingfeng has always been calm and reliable. Since he is helping, Zhang Ming should not have to worry about his life.
After taking the pill, Zhang Ming's face gradually showed a hint of color, and his eyes, which had been tightly closed, slowly opened.
He looked at Huo Lingfeng in front of him, his eyes full of confusion.
"You, who are you?"
Zhang Ming spoke weakly.
"I'm Huo Lingfeng, Huo Qinghuang's second brother. She asked me to come here to tell her something, but you may need to rest in your current condition."
Zhang Ming nodded, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.
With his status and life as insignificant as that of Kusasuke, even if he died, no one would care except his own mother.
But now the people of the Huo family have not abandoned him. Even though Huo Qinghuang is not here, other people in the Huo family are still concerned about his safety.
As for the experiences during this period, we just got what we needed and we can't blame others.
After figuring it out, Zhang Ming felt a surge of strength throughout his body, and even his spirits improved a lot.
He struggled to get up, patted his chest, and said, "What did Miss Huo tell you to do? Go on, I can still do it!"
"Are you sure?"
Huo Lingfeng looked at Zhang Ming with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.
He didn't know what the effects of the three Peiyuan pills were, but seeing Zhang Ming trying hard to hold on, it was hard to feel at ease.
After all, the other party has just escaped from danger, and there cannot be any mistakes in what he does next. If something goes wrong, this guy may lose his life.
Zhang Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and nodded vigorously with a firm look in his eyes.
"Sure! Don't worry, Second Young Master, I will definitely do what Miss Huo asked me to do, and I will definitely not let you down!"
His voice was still weak, but it revealed an unquestionable determination.
At this moment in his heart, Huo Qinghuang is his life-saving straw and the person who gives him hope. He cannot let this trust down no matter what.
Huo Lingfeng frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, since you insist, I'll tell you straight away."
He pointed to the seven small arrows on the altar and said, "See those seven peach branch arrows? You must use this mulberry branch bow to shoot these seven small arrows into the chests of the three straw men one by one. Do it one by one. Don't make any mistakes."
This Seven Arrows Book with Nailed Heads is extremely vicious. Originally, the last seven arrows were to shoot at the left eye first, then the right eye, and finally the chest. Three arrows would hit the heart and one arrow would hit the enemy. After the spell was completed, the enemy's soul would collapse and eventually die.
But that was used to deal with monks. For a mortal like Qiu Hongsheng, just shooting him in the chest would be enough to kill him. It didn't need to be so precise.
Zhang Ming looked in the direction of Huo Lingfeng's finger. There were seven small arrows made of peach branches placed on the altar. The arrows looked ordinary, but they made his heart tighten. He had an indescribable sense of weirdness.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
"Don't worry, Second Young Master. I will definitely do it well."
Zhang Ming gritted his teeth and dragged his still weak body towards the altar step by step.
Huo Lingfeng was watching Zhang Ming's every move closely, with a look of concern and a bit of nervousness.
He had read in a book that the Seven Arrows Book, while seemingly a curse, was actually a most horrific and vicious forbidden technique that killed people without them knowing. The user would lose their own luck and become entangled in karma.
The most critical step is this last step.
If the shot missed, or Zhang Ming fell down halfway, not only would the spell fail, but Zhang Ming himself would also suffer the backlash and die.
Zhang Ming walked to the altar and carefully picked up the first arrow.
When the small arrow entered his hand, a strange feeling went along his fingertips and went straight to the top of his head, making him shiver uncontrollably.
He calmed himself, aimed the arrow at the first straw man, exerted a little force on his wrist, and the arrow flew out with a "whoosh" and pierced the straw man's chest accurately.
The straw man shook slightly, and Qiu Hongsheng's name was clearly written on it.
"good!"
Huo Lingfeng couldn't help but praise, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.
Zhang Ming did not stop and immediately picked up the second arrow.
This time, his movements were more skillful and the arrow hit the straw man accurately again.
However, just as he was about to pick up the third arrow, he suddenly felt dizzy, his body swayed, and he almost fell.
"careful!"
Big Liu rushed forward and supported Zhang Ming.
"I'm fine."
Zhang Ming panted heavily, waved his hands, and forced himself to stand up straight, "Maybe I got up too hastily just now."
Looking at Zhang Ming's pale face, Da Liu frowned: "Why don't you take a rest first, your physical condition..."
"no!"
Huo Lingfeng interrupted him and said firmly: "Once the spell begins, it cannot be stopped. Unless the straw man falls down, he will be attacked back and no one can save him."
Hearing this, a worried look appeared on Da Liu's face, but he also understood that what Huo Lingfeng said was true, so he could only let go of his hand helplessly and stepped aside, staring at Zhang Ming, ready to step forward and support him again at any time.
Zhang Ming took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and reached out to take the third arrow.
His hands were trembling slightly, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and every movement seemed extremely difficult.
But he gritted his teeth, and with tenacious perseverance, he still put the small arrow on the mulberry branch bow.
"call……"
Zhang Ming exhaled slowly, adjusted his breathing and posture, trying to get into the best condition possible.
At this moment, the only thing in his eyes was the straw man.
As long as he kills it, he can get a moment of respite.
“Whoosh!”
The third arrow flew out, drew an arc in the air, and steadily pierced the straw man's chest.
“Good job!”
Huo Lingfeng praised again, and at the same time heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.
But there are four small arrows behind, and every time Zhang Ming shoots an arrow, he will suffer backlash again.
His physical condition is so bad that the challenges ahead will still be severe.
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