Mu Jin's lips slowly turned back to light pink, and her pulse gradually returned to normal. She slightly opened her eyes and looked at the three men in front of her who were ecstatic because of her awakening.

Especially Su Yi, seeing that she had gradually regained consciousness, he snatched her from Nangong Min's arms.

Nangong Min's arms suddenly felt empty. He instinctively wanted to take back Mu Jin's hand, but he restrained himself and pulled it back, clenching it into a fist, forcing himself to suppress everything in his heart.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?" Su Yi asked Mu Jin anxiously, but Mu Jin supported herself in Su Yi's arms and sat up. She did not answer Su Yi's question, but turned to Nangong Min and smiled, "Thank you, Min, you saved me again."

Nangong Min shook his head with a guilty look on his face: "It's all my fault. After so long, I haven't been able to kill him, and this time he hurt you again."

Mu Jin has always been aware of Nangong Min's kindness. At the beginning, Nangong Min wanted to leave the capital and go to Nangong Shenzong to kill Nangong Ce. It was only because Nangong Ce tried to hurt Mu Jin again and again that he made up his mind to return to Nangong Shenzong.

"You don't need to blame yourself." Mu Jin comforted Nangong Min: "I was just careless this time, and he is him and you are you, you don't have to blame everything on yourself."

Nangong Min's eyes welled up when he heard Mu Jin comforting him. This time he helped Nan Shu entirely because of Mu Jin. After all, their ancestral teachings clearly stated that they could not get involved in struggles between countries.

But he was even more thankful that he arrived in time this time. If he had come later, even the Great Luo Immortal would not have been able to save Mu Jin. Thinking that Mu Jin almost died from corpse poison, he couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart.

He whispered, "I found a way to kill him. The first reason I came down the mountain this time is to cure the danger of corpse poison, and the second is to kill Nangong Ce."

Mu Jin looked at Nangong Min and smiled. She didn't ask him if he needed her help, nor did she ask him how he would deal with Nangong Ce. She believed that Nangong Ce would definitely find a way to solve everything.

But Su Yi didn't think that Mu Jin owed Nangong Min, so he looked up and stared at Nangong Min.

"I thank Sect Master Nangong for helping save Ah Jin. Whatever you ask for, I will agree to it as long as I can do it."

When Nangong Min heard Su Yi's question, his face turned cold. He saved Mu Jin out of his own conscience. He replied coldly: "I don't need any reward to save Ah Jin."

Mu Jin could tell that the atmosphere between Nangong Min and Su Yi was not right, so he quickly interrupted them.

"Min, is the corpse poison this time coming from your Nangong Divine Sect?"

Nangong Min nodded, and his gaze towards Mu Jin softened again.

"I guess so. This corpse poison comes from the secret poison of the Miao Palace. It was given to my ancestor by the first generation of Miao spiritual girl. The poison is too vicious, so the poison formula is sealed in the attic of the sect. I think Nangong Ce stole this secret recipe when he was the sect leader."

"This poison is made from the juice of the Heart-Eating Grass and a corpse that has been dead for a long time. The venom is then used to feed a white poisonous insect. This insect crawls into the human brain through food and reproduces new insects throughout the body."

Mu Jin asked again: "Then how is this corpse poison transmitted?"

"People infected with this corpse poison can be controlled by the poisoner. They will lose their minds and will bite humans when they smell their breath. They are also extremely powerful. As long as the insect is not dead, the person infected with the corpse poison will never stop moving."

"But that day in the valley, the Dongyue soldiers we killed did not resist." Mu Jin asked in confusion, "And we shot them to death with arrows and buried them, but they did not attack us."

When Nangong Min heard this, his eyes turned cold and fierce: "So, Nangong Ce was nearby that night controlling these Dongyue soldiers and making them stop moving. When the Nanshu army was carrying the Dongyue soldiers who were infected with corpse poison, the poisonous insects crawled along the Dongyue soldiers to the Nanshu soldiers."

"Today, many soldiers had conflicts with the wounded soldiers. I don't know how many are like me." Mu Jin thought about it, and looking at Nangong Min's injured palm, she found it difficult to speak.

Nangong Min smiled and said, "You mean, do I have a way to save them?" Nangong Min said, looking at his palm and smiled, "You suddenly fainted just now, so I can only take the fastest way."

Nangong Min took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Mu Jin: "This is the antidote for corpse poison. It is only effective when used in the early stages of infection. If it has already started to attack people, there is no cure. We can only find ways to kill it to prevent it from harming the world."

As soon as these words came out, the three men in front of Mu Jin couldn't help but feel fortunate that Mu Jin was treated in time today. Otherwise, a little later, they couldn't imagine that Mu Jin would be as hopeless as today's wounded soldiers.

Mu Jin looked at the three men in front of her with ugly expressions on their faces. Of course, she understood what they were thinking. She continued to ask Nangong Min.

"How do I use this medicine?"

Nangong Min said: "One drop of antidote can dissolve a pot of medicine, but this method cannot be effective immediately. However, it can curb the spread of corpse poison in the body. It needs to be drunk for three consecutive days to be cleared. In addition, people who are not poisoned by corpses can also take this medicine as a preventive measure."

"I thank you on behalf of the soldiers of Southern Shu."

"There's no need to say this between you and me." Nangong Min said to Mu Jin in a low voice with a hint of sadness.

The sound of drums pierced Liangcheng and interrupted the conversation of several people. The sound of drums indicated that an enemy was invading.

A few people walked out the door, but saw the soldier who delivered the message running towards them in panic.

"Your Majesty, outside Liangcheng Pass, 10,000 Dongyue soldiers are attacking."

Several people couldn't help but frown when they heard this, especially Mu Yan, who cursed as soon as he opened his mouth: "You f*cking 10,000 East Vietnamese soldiers scared you like this?"

The soldier swallowed and said, "General, calm down! Those Dongyue soldiers are really weird. They didn't ride horses, but walked slowly. The air was filled with an extremely foul odor, just like the poisonous soldiers in the wounded camp today."

After the soldier finished speaking, several people went out and rode their horses towards Liangmen Pass. The closer they got to Liangmen Pass, the stronger the stench in the air became.

When they arrived at Liangmen Pass, the few people who climbed up the city wall looked outside the pass and their hearts trembled.

I saw that the foot of the city wall was already filled with a large group of East Vietnamese soldiers. They were climbing up the city wall one on top of another. Even though the South Shu soldiers shot at them with kerosene-soaked rockets, they did not slow down at all.

With the help of the firelight, Mu Jin and others saw that the armor worn by these Dong Yue soldiers was covered with mud.

Many of the corpse soldiers had faintly visible white bones on their faces, and the skin exposed outside their clothes was crawling with maggots.

The flesh and skin of these East Vietnamese corpse soldiers had already been highly rotten, and there were as many as 10,000 of them. No wonder the air of the entire Liangmen Pass was filled with such a heavy stench.

Many officers and soldiers from Southern Shu vomited after seeing their faces.

Even though Mu Yan had witnessed many life and death situations at the border and had always had a strong ability to endure mentally, when he saw such a scene, his stomach churned.

He tried to hold it in, but still ran to the wall to vomit. Among the few people, Mu Yan was the only one who vomited. He ran back to the others with an embarrassed look on his face.

At this time, Mu Jin, Su Yi and others had tied their mouths and noses with face towels. Seeing this, Mu Yan couldn't help but pick up a face towel to tie his own mouth and nose. Although he could still smell the stench, it was much better.

"Where do all these ghost things come from?" Mu Yan looked at the Dongyue corpse soldiers climbing up the city wall with a bad face and cursed: "Could they be the Dongyue soldiers buried in the valley last night?"

Nangong Min narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's very likely."

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