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While the snow in the capital was falling, a cold rain was also pouring down from the sky above the forest near the Wolf Ivory Mountain.

According to the local hunter's instructions, as long as they passed through the dense azure green bamboo sea in front of them, they would be able to find a small path that led to the back garden of the Taoist temple halfway up the mountain on the south side of the bamboo forest.

However, at this moment, Feng Ning Yan, who was in Shen Ling Jue's embrace, was still unconscious.

"Yan'Er, wake up …" "You've slept too long …"

Shen Ling Jue carried her as he dashed through the green bamboo forest. However, there was no path in this bamboo sea, nor was there any obvious sign. With his lightness skills, he was still unable to see the exit after an incense's worth of time.

While Feng Ning Yan was sleeping, she was still frowning. This was because the injury on her shoulder was still tormenting her in her dreams.

That day, the two of them galloped their horses, but their horses were shot by wooden arrows and fell down the waterfall.

Fortunately, at that time, they were only 10 feet from the shore. The water vapor from the swift river covered their figures, allowing Shen Ling Jue to carry Feng Ning Yan to the other side and roll down the hill.

After that, Pei Shi led the group of assassins away. They went downstream to search for their corpses, but they didn't expect that they would go to the other side to search for them.

Waiting until everything quieted down, Shen Lingjue discovered that the poison on Feng Ning Yan's wound had not been completely cleansed. Although she had cut off a piece of flesh and ate the Yun An Pill, the color of the wound was still gradually deepening.

After a day and night, her body was getting colder and colder, and there were no signs of her wounds healing at all.

If this carried on, she probably wouldn't be able to hold on …

Shen Lingjue ran all the way, looking for the antidote in the mountains, looking for the local doctor, and he even had to keep talking to Feng Ningyan.

Even if she could not wake up, she could at least retain the will to survive because of his encouragement and appeal.

But for a day and a night he was the only one talking to himself, and she remained in the dark world.

"Yan'Er, stop sleeping …" Did you hear that? "

Feeling her body colder, he couldn't help but hold her tighter, warming her face with his own, transferring the warmth of his body to her.

"Hiss …"

His attention was completely focused on her, but he didn't notice that the broken bamboo branches by the side of the path were as sharp as knives, and that a deep bloody wound had appeared on his scarred body.

The bamboo stick remained in his wound, but he could not remove it. In order to quickly remove the phoenix smoke, he could not afford to waste even a second.

At this moment, the seemingly boundless sea of bamboo finally appeared at the border, directly facing that short mountain ridge.

Looking up, he could see that the temple was faintly discernible in the drizzle, but it did have a hint of immortal energy.

"Right here! Yan'Er, Daoist Priest Zhong will definitely be able to save you! "

Shen Lingjue deeply kissed Feng Ning Yan's forehead, and with a leap of his Qi, he flew towards the temple like a spirit swallow.

The temple's building was not as grand as he had imagined. The gate to the backyard only had two simple wooden doors. It was not locked, so with a light push, it was opened.

Shen Ling Jue carried Feng Ning Yan on his back as he stood at the door, carefully examining the sounds around him to make sure there were no dangers within the temple before walking in.

A temple boy was standing in the rain on a quincuncial stake when he suddenly saw a man and woman covered in wounds coming from the back door. He jumped in shock and hurriedly entered the hall to call out his master.

A moment later, a white-haired old Daoist hastily walked to the back garden.

"Daoist Priest, my wife has been poisoned. Please save her!" Shen Ling Jue stood in the rain, his pale face full of pleading.

Without saying anything further, the Taoist led Shen Lingjue and Feng Ning Yan into a side room.

After seeing Shen Ling Jue place Feng Ning Yan on the bed, the old Daoist instructed the daoist to first bring out the hemostasis medicine and cloth to treat the two's wounds.

The old Daoist was a very kind person. He sat on the edge of the bed, placed the pillow on it, and began to check Feng Ning Yan's pulse.

He pressed his fingertips to his pulse, and with a strange expression on his face, he raised his head to look at Shen Ling Jue, "Your madam's wounds are not like those of an ordinary bandit, they are so rotten and poisonous, and yet they are able to endure until now, it is truly unbelievable …" May I ask what kind of antidote she took before? "

Shen Ling Jue then explained the effects of the Yun An Pill.

The old Daoist nodded his head, "This humble one has heard of the Yun An Pill … If you can't even remove the Hundred Destruction Pill, then it is likely that it will not be the poison of the mountain. "

Shen Ling Jue seemed to understand the old Daoist's meaning, "You mean that the wild herbs are able to suppress the poison in the mountain, but the poison in my wife's body wasn't produced on land?"

"That's right," the old Daoist raised his eyebrows, "This Penniless Priest has been diagnosing and treating all sorts of strange and miscellaneous diseases for the surrounding commoners all year round, but this Penniless Priest has never seen this kind of deadly poison, much less antidote. Right now, the only thing that I can help you guys to do is to use acupuncture to stop the spread of the poison, and to buy you time to find the real antidote. "

"How long can you control it?" Shen Ling Jue asked anxiously.

The old Daoist took the silver needle bag offered by the Daoist boy and slowly unfurled it. He picked one and said to the fire, "Ten days."

"Ten days …" Shen Ling Jue gritted his teeth, staring at the dying Feng Ning Yan, feeling extreme sorrow, "Good, ten days is enough!"

After the acupuncture, the old Daoist put away the silver needles and stood up with some difficulty.

"The poison has been temporarily suppressed by the silver needles, so Madam will wake up soon. "But remember, within ten days, she absolutely cannot use force. Otherwise, if she were to activate the power of the Sealing Acupoint, the poison will spread even faster."

Seeing this, the temple boy hurriedly took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his Master's face.

Before the old Daoist left, he said, "Today is the night. It is inconvenient to go down the mountain in the rain. Young Master and my wife can rest here for the night, so that I can concoct the medicine and extract the pus."

Shen Ling Jue looked around, bowing and thanking him: "Many thanks, Taoist. Your temple is actually a clean and quiet place to recuperate. Once the rain stops, we'll leave, we won't disturb each other for too long."

The old Daoist nodded with a smile and walked out. He instructed the daotong to boil some medicine and then began to boil it in the recipe to extract the poison.

Shen Ling Jue sat quietly on the bed, guarding Feng Ning Yan. Holding her hand, he thought back to the time when she was poisoned, when she was still in the Wang Mansion in high heat, and he also took care of her like this. He couldn't help smiling bitterly.

"My wife, you are really mischievous. You are always lying on the bed like this, unconscious. You don't even know that I have taken good care of you."

"Wake up, or else when the Daoist is done with the medicine, your husband will feed you again, right?" I know you're shy, so why don't you drink it yourself? "

However, Feng Ning Yan still showed no signs of waking up.

Shen Ling Jue's heart was filled with sorrow, he stood up, walked to the back window, and looked at the curtain of rain hanging down from the roof, and prayed in his heart.

"Hubby …"

At this moment, a weak voice filled him with surprise as he turned around.

"Yan'Er!"

Feng Ning Yan slowly opened her eyes. Although her vision was still blurry, she could still recognize that the person who rushed in front of her bed in pleasant surprise was Shen Ling Jue.

"We... "Still alive …" She lifted her head up, wanting to see more clearly, but was held tightly in Shen Ling Jue's embrace.