Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Wei Wushang saw the beauty coming towards him, his tongue pressed against his back teeth, his body tense and motionless.

Instantly, a soft hand rested on his left wrist, delicate, soft and a little itchy, the touch almost made him bite off his tongue.

The beauty was within reach, and the fragrance of the gardenia soothed his nerves, as if the speed of the poison's erosion had also slowed down. He took a deep sniff, and at this moment, he was extremely greedy for that hint of charm.

At the moment, she was looking at him with her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her eyelids drooping, her eyelashes trembling. Her nose was delicate and straight like a piece of jade, and her beautiful apricot face and peach cheeks were delicate and tender, which made Wei Wushang keep stroking his fingers under his wide sleeves, imagining the smooth feeling that seemed to be able to squeeze out water.

Mu Yao was so focused on taking the patient's pulse that she didn't notice the undercurrents in the eyes of the person next to her.

The "Red Dove" poison is indeed Yunqi's third most poisonous poison. This man has an empty dantian. It seems that he was able to hold on until today thanks to his own elixir in the fight yesterday.

Thinking of how he had come to her rescue when her life was hanging by a thread, she hesitated for a moment, then turned sideways and took out a "Bamboo Dew Pill" from her sleeve, narrowing her beautiful eyes and saying sinisterly, "Open your mouth."

The close-up beauty attack almost separated Wei Wushang's soul from his body. The bright eyes that looked like a falling meteor stared at him with full of autumn water, which shocked him as if he was sitting in the clouds and his mind was wandering.

Seeing that he had no reaction and was staring at her like a crazy man, Mu Yao squeezed the pill through her veil and stuffed it into his mouth with disgust.

Soft jade fingers covered his thin lips and touched his warm tongue, causing him to purse his lips suddenly and involuntarily.

Mu Yao's mind froze instantly, her face turned from white to red, and then from red to white. A thin layer of frost quickly covered the bottom of her eyes. With a slight trembling of the corners of her mouth, she pulled back her fingers and fiercely ripped off his veil.

Both of them were stunned and looked at each other in disbelief.

What Mu Yao saw was a face with a strong scholarly temperament and an extremely elegant face. His nose was as straight as a peak, his lips were red and plump, and his eyes were as deep as the sea and as bright as the morning stars. It was difficult for Mu Yao to reconcile such a scholarly and bold face with the unruly, despicable and shameless person in front of her.

"Bamboo Dew Pill?" The rich fragrance of bamboo leaves in his mouth instantly brought Wei Wushang back to his senses.

Seeing that the man looked like he had never seen the world, Mu Yao said unhappily, "You even enjoyed my Guyuan Pills and Juqi Pills, so what's so surprising about a Bamboo Dew Pill?" Her Juqi Pills were much more expensive than Bamboo Dew Pills. The cost alone had cost her nearly ten boxes of rare medicinal materials, and she had not had time to estimate the exact number yet.

Wei Wushang was choked by her retort. Is this what he meant? This pill is...

Before his thoughts drifted away, Mu Yao continued, "Is this medicine useful to you? Can it restore your internal strength?"

"Yes, but it is far from enough." Wei Wushang thought for a moment and answered truthfully.

Zhulu Pills are mainly used to refresh the mind, improve eyesight and relieve fatigue, and warm the stomach, but they are limited in their effect on repairing internal strength. For a top master like him, one pill is far from enough to fill up the Dantian.

"How many are effective?" Mu Yao subconsciously retracted her hand into her wide sleeves.

"Do you have any more?" Wei Wushang opened his starry eyes slightly and asked uncertainly, and the look he gave Mu Yao seemed to flash with a glimmer of hope.

"Just say a few that are useful!" After saying that, he moved back half an inch, his eyes flickering to the side unnaturally.

Wei Wushang actually had no idea, but it was better to have some. Seeing the beauty's face as if she was facing a great enemy, he couldn't help but chuckle, which echoed in the cave like water hitting rocks, clear and melodious. It was a kind of joy from the heart, without any bitterness.

"A dragon swimming in shallow water is bullied by shrimps. To tell you the truth, I almost have no strength to stand now. There is no way I can recover unless the red dove is eliminated. However, if you still have extra Bamboo Dew Pills, I don't mind being a good person and sending you down because you have given me the medicine many times. It can be regarded as paying off your debt." Wei Wushang still looked like a bohemian and unruly ruffian, but there was a hint of truth in his eyes.

Actually, there is nothing wrong with dying here. It is clean, spacious and quiet. However, it is hard to bear to let such a beautiful woman be buried with him. Wei Wushang has never done any good deeds in his life. It is better to accumulate merits before death so that he will not suffer too much in the underworld.

"If you have it, bring it all here. I'll take you down." He said calmly, with a hint of weakness in his tone.

Mu Yao could tell that he was not joking. After thinking it over, she felt that she had to trust him, so she took out all the remaining seven "Bamboo Dew Pills" in her sleeve pocket.

"All for you." Mu Yao said very seriously.

Seeing Wei Wushang's empty eyes, she pinched his finely crafted jaw without thinking and poured the liquid down his throat.

It's already this late and this man is still being stupid!

This time Wei Wushang was not angry. Instead, he trembled slightly and turned his face to the side, breathing lightly.

"Try quickly." Mu Yao urged anxiously. She wanted to go down and meet up with Helian Yun as soon as possible. She couldn't imagine how anxious Ah Yun would be when she was away for a few hours.

Wei Wushang adjusted his mood, stopped talking, and concentrated on regulating his breathing.

This time, Mu Yao didn't dare to make any sound. She even breathed carefully, and watched him with her eyes unblinking. Life or death, now all in the hands of this man.

An hour later, it was already past four o'clock.

Wei Wushang half-hugged Mu Yao and stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the half of the stars in the deep pool below, his face cold. His black robe fluttered in the dense and deep night wind.

Her half-tied black hair fluttered lazily in the wind, making her look wild, uninhibited, noble and abstinent.

He suddenly tightened the strength of his left wrist and completely held Mu Yao in his arms. He stared at her with his starry eyes and asked with a half-smile: "Tell me your name."

His voice was so clear that Mu Yao couldn't help but shiver. Her image was clearly engraved in those beautiful eyes, and she couldn't bear to refuse.

"Mu Yao. Enze Mu, beautiful jade Yao."

The voice was light and distant, but it was particularly pleasant to Wei Wushang's ears.

"My name is Wei Wushang. No regrets, no fear of death."

After saying the name, he suddenly felt as if he had let go of his entire life.

Wei Wushang?

Mu Yao silently recited his name in her heart. Suddenly, her feet were empty. In panic, she hugged his snow-white neck. Her warm cheek rubbed against his ear, her beautiful eyes closed, and she silently counted one, two, three in her heart. . .

When the count reached four, the two men landed safely on the ground.

Mu Yao shook her crow feathers and tremblingly opened her eyes. Her hair was already wet with cold sweat and there was a bewildering red in the corners of her eyes. She hugged Wei Wushang's snow-white neck again, buried her face deeply in his, and sobbed softly.

After ten breaths, she raised her little face awkwardly and tried to leave his arms, but Wei Wushang did not let go, and her slender waist was still tightly held in his hands.

"Let go!" Mu Yao shouted.

Seeing that Wei Wushang still had no intention of letting go, she pushed his shoulders hard, but saw that the man's eyes were closed, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and he leaned back straight, and fell down in front of her.

Mu Yao was shocked on the spot. The moment he fell to the ground, she pounced on him, quickly supported the back of his neck with one arm, and fell to the ground with him.

The severe pain in her arms and wrists caused two crystal tears to instantly drip from the corners of her eyes.

She suppressed her fear and calmed down to feel his pulse: it was slow and weak, almost undetectable.

This is a dead pulse!

how so!

She suddenly turned her head to look at him, as if she understood something. A sour feeling surged into her heart. She quickly took out the last pill hidden in her sleeve pocket - the Nine-Turn Longevity Pill, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth and fed him.

Now she is really at a loss for what to do.

Mu Yao knelt beside Wei Wushang, crossed her hands tightly, and recited the Buddhist Sutra with sobs in her mouth.

She can't repay this favor!

I just hope this improved version of the "Nine-turn Longevity Pill" can save him!

A cup of tea passed, and Mu Yao saw that Wei Wushang was still not getting better, so she put her trembling fingers on his left wrist again. Fortunately, he was still breathing.

Looking around, everything was dark black, with only the sparks in the deep pool lighting up the thick night.

Mu Yao was anxious to go back, but she didn't dare to leave Wei Wushang. She could only call out to him in his ear: "Wei Wushang, can you hear me? As long as you wake up, we'll be even, really! OK? I promise that I won't pursue it after I go back, and I won't tell anyone about you. We'll just pretend we've never met. Please, wake up quickly, okay? I want to go home. My husband will be worried sick if he can't see me."

Mu Yao felt like she was about to collapse. She was fighting against human nature all the time, and she was fighting against herself all the time!

Half an incense stick had passed, and Wei Wushang still showed no signs of waking up.

"A cup of tea. I will wait for you for another cup of tea. If you don't wake up, I will really leave! Whether you live or die depends on your luck." Mu Yao didn't want to wait any longer, and she couldn't afford to wait.

Her eyes were fixed on the man on the ground without blinking, and countless struggles flashed through her eyes.

In a flash, she seemed to notice his slightly curled index finger, followed by the clearly visible rise and fall of his chest.

Wei Wushang knitted his brows tightly, pressed down the corners of his mouth in pain, and let out a slight groan, as if he was trying hard to endure something.

Mu Yao quickly helped him up and leaned him against her shoulder to help him breathe.

Wei Wushang felt a salty and fishy taste blocking his throat and couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of black blood. The blood clots inside were clearly visible.

Mu Yao deftly pulled off a piece of snow-white satin from the hem of her skirt and carefully wiped the blood stain from the corner of Wei Wushang's mouth.

The man in his arms opened his eyes at some point, with a look of disbelief and an indescribable complexity in his eyes.

Mu Yao almost cried for joy when she saw that he had regained consciousness. She took his pulse again and gave him a detailed diagnosis.

"How do you feel now?" Mu Yao asked anxiously. This was her first attempt to improve the "Nine-turn Longevity Pill". She added eight kinds of rare and exotic herbs, two of which had the effect of clearing poison and cleansing the marrow, "Jade Ganoderma" and "White Deer Flower". She spent nearly half of her dowry to refine a life-saving pill for her two husbands. However, she did not expect the success rate to be so low. She only successfully refined one pill in one furnace.

Wei Wushang now felt relaxed all over, with a strong warm current wrapping around his dantian, giving him a sense of comfort he had never experienced before.

Not allowing himself to be distracted for even a moment, he suppressed all his emotions and focused on regulating his breathing.

Mu Yao did not delay and took advantage of this time to study the black blood. Judging from Wei Wushang's pulse, although it was weak, it showed infinite vitality everywhere. It was a kind of living pulse that was reborn from a desperate situation. However, the poison of "Red Dove" was not completely removed. After all, what she refined was a life-saving pill with certain detoxification and anti-toxic effects, but she did not expect the effect to be so good.

Half an incense stick later, just as Mu Yao was beginning to lose her patience, Wei Wushang opened his eyes.

The toxins in his body had actually been removed by 90%, and the look he cast towards Mu Yao was filled with deep inquiry.

While he was unconscious, he heard clearly what the beauty said, and the Buddhist sutra she recited to him from the bottom of her heart completely touched his heartstrings that had not been moved in thirty years.

He was born in hell and lived in hell since he was a child. Even when he was dying, his so-called relatives never recited a single blessing sutra for him.

What to do? He seems to be becoming more and more dependent on this woman.

Each of her elixirs was incredibly amazing, and each one was coveted by desperate criminals like them.

"How are you? Do you feel better?" Mu Yao couldn't help but ask when she saw him staring at her stupidly again.

Wei Wushang lowered his eyes, suppressed his thoughts and said calmly: "There is still a layer of Red Dove's poison."

Hearing this, Mu Yao trembled with excitement. She succeeded! The "Nine-transformation Longevity Pill" had been successfully upgraded for her! She wanted to give this new precious medicine a new and domineering name!

"There is still a layer that has not been removed. Will it have any effect on you?" Mu Yao asked quickly.

Seeing her radiant face and eyes sparkling with dazzling stars, Wei Wushang seemed to be infected and couldn't help feeling happy.

"It's okay, as long as the internal strength is strong enough, it can be suppressed." Wei Wushang did not exaggerate this point. He had enough strength to suppress this layer of poison, but he could not return to his full strength. If he faced that person, he would have to retreat.

"Do you know the formula of this poison?" Mu Yao asked seriously. As long as she knew the main ingredients, maybe she could come up with a countermeasure. After all, this man risked his life to help her before, and she felt that within her ability, she didn't mind giving him a helping hand.

Wei Wushang had long suspected that she was no simple person, and he quietly told her the recipe of Hongjiu.

This is not a secret, it just remains unsolved.

"Seven-Star Scorpion, Ten-Li Fragrance." Mu Yao silently recited the names of the two herbs.

It turns out that these two flavors are great.

Mu Yao suddenly realized, "You only need to get a thousand-year-old crystal orchid, find a doctor to add two chrysanthemums, a leaf of flame grass and three pieces of ice, and simmer it over seven layers of charcoal and ten bowls of water for an hour. Take it for three consecutive days and the toxins will be completely removed."

Wei Wushang was shocked and stared at her intently, with deep joy in his eyes.

Seeing that he was silent, Mu Yao cleared her throat and said, "You saved my life, and I saved yours. I will not pursue the money for those elixirs. Goodbye!"

He turned around and ran.

After running about ten feet, he felt his body lighten and jumped up.

Mu Yao stared at the big hand around her waist in disbelief. Before she could speak, she heard Wei Wushang say calmly, "Are we even? My life is very precious. I will let you go home after you come with me to find the thousand-year-old crystal orchid and make an antidote."