Song Xuan smiled at the clouds, then put the flute to his mouth and wanted to play.
However, she didn't have the strength.
Just blow out a few scales, not a tune.
"Xuanyi, don't blow. I'll save you. You can blow as long as you want."
Yunluo gently hugged song Xuan in his arms, and his tears couldn't stop.
After waiting for so many years, he finally found his sister again, but unexpectedly, he ended up with it.
"Brother, I won't be well. I just want to play a song well, give my child a ride, and say goodbye to my brother."
After that, song Xuan lay down on Yunluo's shoulder, put the flute close to his mouth and played again.
This time, she finally made a sound.
This is a happy tune with childlike fun, like a butterfly chased by a boy and a girl in the mountains, catching grasshoppers, eating delicious fruit, and happily following around their parents
Song Xuan's flute is worthy of learning from green pearl. Everyone describes the beautiful scenery in their mind, and their smile unconsciously hangs on their faces. It seems that they are the carefree children.
Only one person, frowning, stared at the flute.
When the flute sound soared to the highest and seemed to be extremely happy, gongshuliang suddenly rushed to Lu Qing.
"Lu Qing, get out of the way!"
Gongshuliang was originally standing in front of Lu Qing, but he was not too close to Lu Qing, because Lu Qing was in a very bad mood. Yu Mingchuan had been comforting her. At this time, he didn't want to get up.
But now, this distance makes him regret!
I saw several fine needles like ox hair shooting out of the flute, facing Lu Qing and Yu Mingchuan!
Gongshuliang had no other way. At that moment, he could only stand between the flute and Lu Qing, hold up an iron fan and block the exposed face.
However, there were too many fine needles, and one of them stuck in his hand.
At the same time, a bowl also appeared here, blocking many fine cattle hair needles.
Yumingchuan and Luqing also reacted very quickly. At the moment of the public defeat, yumingchuan quickly transferred Luqing in his arms.
He turned his back to song Xuan, and Lu Qing was protected by him from being hurt by hidden weapons in the flute.
When Yunluo heard something different, she hurriedly pushed song Xuan away, but she saw that she no longer played the flute, but coughed desperately. Her mouth kept overflowing black and red blood, but she was laughing.
"The task assigned to me by Shifu... Keke... Finally completed... Hehe..."
After that, a large stream of black blood gushed out of song Xuan's mouth. She couldn't hold on any longer. She fell down softly. A pair of eyes lost their look in an instant, but she still stared at the cloud.
There was a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth.
Who is she laughing at?
Laugh at her stupid brother, or her own destiny?
The cloud falls Leng Leng looking at the breathless song Xuan, and turns to look at Lu Qing.
But Lu Qing was shouting like crazy.
"Go and call doctor Ye! Come on! Let her take the golden needle!"
Here, the big umbrella pulled his clothes and wrapped up one arm of gongshuliang.
But yumingchuan, it seems that the situation is not so good. A needle fell on the back of his neck.
Gongshuliang was hurt by a poisonous needle on his hand. Tying his arm can still stop the spread of the toxin, but yumingchuan is around his neck. How can he stop it?
Lu Qing hooked Yu Mingchuan's neck and wanted to suck out the toxin for him.
But the eye of the needle was too small to suck much.
Since Song Xuan would poison such a small needle, this toxin must be extremely overbearing, otherwise such a small amount would not cause death.
Yumingchuan only felt numbness and pain in the back of his neck. He wanted to stop Lu Qing, but Lu Qing's strength was bigger than him now, and he couldn't stop it.
"Madam, the poison is too strong. Don't touch it..."
A burst of dizziness, yumingchuan directly fell down.
Lu Qing, who was just about to poke a hole in the eye of a needle with a dagger, was about to collapse!
No no no!
Is her Yulang going to die here?
Lu Qing chewed up two of the life-saving pills he had given song Xuan before, passed them directly through yumingchuan's mouth, and washed them down with the water baijitai had brought with him.
Next, with trembling hands, she opened the needle eye at the back of yumingchuan's neck with a dagger.
Then she began to suck out the blood and spit it out.
Even if the people around her are persuading, she can't hear it at all. She has only one idea. She can do everything she can and never let him die.
Just like when she first met Yu Mingchuan, he was caught by Yuchi Hongye's Gu insect in order to help her block hidden weapons, and she helped him suck it out.
It will work this time!
I don't know how long later, Lu Qing only felt that her mouth was numb and her throat was angry, but she still didn't dare to swallow a mouthful of saliva.
She can't be poisoned at this time. If she is also poisoned, what about yumingchuan
The Taoist monk standing not far away shook his head slightly, then nodded again, walked forward, rubbed several acupoints near the back neck of yumingchuan, and saw more blood gushing out of the wound cut by Lu Qing.
Lu Qing quickly cleaned up the blood.
Not much. Ye Qiu hurried here.
There was so much noise in the yard that she didn't fall asleep again.
Fang Jiming took a small group of people to guard the yard, and the others went out.
She put on her clothes early, prepared the medicine box, and woke up several other medical soldiers at any time.
Sure enough, something happened.
When she arrived at the abandoned house, ye Qiu first asked Xu Hong to bleed Gong Shuliang's poisoned hand and take some antidotes, while she asked people to build a platform in a slightly better dilapidated house.
"Bai Jitai, open Lu Qing and rinse her mouth until there is no poison in her mouth!"
Baijitai hurriedly took orders to pull Luqing. For a while, she was worried, but she didn't know what to do. Now she finally has a backbone.
Lu Qing's mind has been unable to turn. Seeing baijitai pull her away, she struggles and continues to help yumingchuan suck, but ye Qiu shouted at her.
"Yumingchuan, give it to me. You've done enough! Go wash your mouth and don't swallow!"
Lu Qing looked at Ye Qiu holding the gold needle box and suddenly woke up with tears.
"Ye Qiu, you must save him, you must!"
"Of course I can save him. Go and gargle!"
Ye Qiu glared at Lu Qing angrily, and then ran into the room. There were several medical soldiers behind him, carrying Yu Mingchuan.
Lu Qing began to rinse her mouth desperately. Even if her throat was about to crack, she didn't dare to swallow a mouthful. Until the medical soldiers around her said that the toxin could not be detected in the mouth water, she rinsed several mouthfuls again, and then drank some water.