At this moment, Li Guang was pale and unsteady on his feet. He could not stand steadily and would have fallen long ago if Zhao Cheng had not been there to support him.
What was shocking was that Li Guang's arm was swollen to the size of his thigh, and the cloth strip that Zhao Xian had tied to his arm was now deeply embedded in his flesh.
Even so, Li Guang gritted his teeth, remained silent, and frowned deeply, showing that he was enduring immense pain.
Zhao Xian looked at the arm and said:
"Li Guang, don't worry, the snake medicine I prepared is very effective, it can be said to cure the disease instantly."
You should know that in Narcissus Village, there is a venomous snake called the Three-Step-Down Snake, which is probably the most venomous snake in the world.
"I can heal a person bitten by such a venomous snake, let alone this kind of snake."
"Brother Zhao, of course I believe you. There's no snake venom you can't cure. Luckily you came with us this time, otherwise I would have been in big trouble."
Li Guang was already having great difficulty speaking, and his voice was extremely weak.
"Li Guang, just bear with it a little longer, I'll give you the medicine soon."
After Zhao Xian finished speaking, he quickly walked to the large rock where Li Xue and the others were pounding herbs, opened two medicine gourds, and began to add medicinal powder to the pounded herbs.
Zhao Xian squatted down, his back to Wang Lin, completely unguarded.
At this moment, Wang Ling's mind was racing. Zhao Xian was an extraordinary person. Judging from the current situation, he was very likely to heal Li Guang's snakebite. If that were the case, then Wang Ling's hopes would have been dashed.
Judging from Li Guang's condition, it is already very serious. If he does not receive timely treatment, he will not last long.
He had to find a way to stop Zhao Xian from treating Li Guang. He looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him.
At this point, Li Guang was no longer capable of fighting, and Zhao Xian was a scholar who was too weak to even kill a chicken, so there was no need to deal with him at all.
Apart from Zhao Cheng, who had some strength, the others were just soldiers and easy to deal with.
The darts he carried contained a deadly poison; anyone hit by one would surely die.
Zhao Cheng was supporting Li Guang, standing not far from Zhao Xian, watching Zhao Xian prepare the medicine, completely unaware of himself.
This is the perfect time to make a move; it's a rare opportunity that shouldn't be missed.
With that thought in mind, Wang Ling no longer hesitated. He quietly took out a dart and threw it at Zhao Xian's back.
Wang Ling knew that attacking Zhao Xian at this moment would be foolproof; as long as the dart hit, Zhao Xian would surely die.
As soon as Zhao Xian died, Li Guang died because there was no one to treat his snakebite.
Suddenly, Zhao Cheng released Li Guang and flashed behind Zhao Xian at lightning speed, catching the dart in one swift motion.
"Wang Bingling, what are you trying to do? Why are you trying to harm Lord Shaoqing?"
Zhao Cheng's shout startled everyone, and they all turned to look in his direction.
Wang Ling was even more astonished; what was supposed to be a fatal dart was caught by Zhao Cheng with his bare hands.
Because Li Guang did not help him up, he lost his balance and fell to the ground, letting out a scream.
Perhaps the dart was too sharp; the blade cut Zhao Cheng's finger, and a few drops of blood seeped out.
Almost simultaneously, the oozing blood began to turn black. Zhao Cheng felt a sharp pain in his palm and could no longer hold the dart. The dart slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.
Wang Ling was overjoyed at the sight. He had stumbled upon the perfect opportunity; it was clear that Zhao Cheng had been poisoned by the darts and was essentially ruined.
Zhao Xian turned around and was clearly shocked by what he saw.
Zhao Cheng sensed the poison on the dart and immediately realized something was wrong. He used his other hand to pull out his sword.
"Haha, Zhao Cheng, I didn't expect you to be able to catch my dart with your bare hands. It seems your kung fu is indeed quite good. But what's the use? My dart is poisoned with deadly poison, and there's no antidote. You'll soon be coughing up blood and dying."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian was greatly alarmed. He had not expected that the dart was poisoned. At this moment, the blood on Zhao Cheng's hand was flowing more and more, and becoming increasingly black.
At this moment, Wang Ling took out another dart and was about to throw it.
"Wait, who are you, and why are you trying to harm me?" Zhao Xian asked.
"It doesn't matter if I tell you, since you are all going to die anyway. I am acting on the orders of the First Prince to kill you all."
At this moment, Li Guang struggled to his feet and said:
"Since Li Hui sent you here, he must be targeting me. So why did you attack me? This has nothing to do with them. Let them go."
“Let them go? How is that possible? Everyone has to die. The brothers of Wild Wolf Stronghold died a terrible death because of them.”
"Then are you Wang Ling, the one who injured Chen Daniu with a dart?" Zhao Xian asked.
"That's right, I didn't expect you to still remember me. It's a pity it's all over now, you're dead today." Wang Ling said, raising his hand to throw a dart.
Since Wang Ling had already told the truth, there was no need to be polite. Zhao Xian instantly pulled out his pistol, aimed it at Wang Ling's hand that was holding the dart, and pulled the trigger.
The silenced pistol made a very faint sound, which was only heard by himself and a few people, including Li Xue, who was standing nearby. People further away could not hear it at all.
Zhao Xian was a very accurate shot; the bullet struck Wang Ling's wrist, which was holding the throwing knife. Wang Ling screamed, and the dart fell to the ground.
At this moment, Li Guang flung his hand away, and the arm that was swollen and thicker than his thigh was thrown off. He stepped forward, grabbed Wang Ling by the neck, lifted him up, and then slammed him to the ground.
This sudden movement nearly knocked Wang Ling unconscious. Wang Ling was shocked; he hadn't realized that what he had just seen was an illusion, designed to make him reveal the truth.
But he still couldn't understand what kind of hidden weapon Zhao Xian had used to injure him; he felt as if one of his hands was useless.
But one thing is certain: Zhao Cheng was indeed poisoned by the dart, and the poison had already taken effect.
By this time, the poison from the dart had spread to the entire arm, and once the poison entered the body, there would be no hope of recovery.
Zhao Cheng knew the dart was poisoned. Zhao Xian might be able to save him, but that would take time. By the time Zhao Xian found the antidote, he would already be dead.
Zhao Cheng looked at Zhao Xian with a complicated expression. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth, raised his sword, and slashed at his injured arm.
Zhao Cheng's sword was too sharp. With one strike, the injured arm fell to the ground. A sharp pain shot through him, and Zhao Cheng staggered back several steps, almost falling over.
Li Guang and several others were binding Wang Ling when they were suddenly shocked to see Zhao Cheng cut off his arm with a sword.
He rushed over and caught Zhao Cheng, preventing him from falling.
Zhao Xian quickly put away his pistol, walked briskly to Zhao Cheng's side, and spoke urgently.
"Zhao Cheng, how are you?"
Zhao Cheng was already over thirty years old, which was quite old in ancient times.
"It's alright. I'm just trying to survive by cutting off my arm. Once the poison reaches my heart, even a god can't save me. I had no other choice but to do this."
At this moment, blood was gushing from Zhao Cheng's severed arm, but the blood was no longer black, indicating that the poison had not yet entered his body.
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