Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

As the last silver needle fell, the arrogant poison gradually subsided and no longer ran rampant.

The dense beads of sweat on Xiao Zhixue's forehead sparkled in the candlelight, which was a proof of her nervousness and concentration. At this moment, her tense heartstrings relaxed a little.

She gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, then pulled out an even thinner silver needle from the medical box and lightly touched Fan Yanmu's fingertips with an almost invisible movement. A drop of bright red blood slowly overflowed and was carefully collected by her into a crystal clear vial.

This precious drop of blood was then placed into the high-tech analyzer she carried with her. It was a miracle that combined ancient wisdom with future technology. It flashed a faint blue light and silently analyzed the truth of the crisis.

The answer suddenly appeared on the display screen of the instrument - the poison that Fan Yanmu was poisoned with was actually the "Purple Mysterious Poison" that everyone in the martial arts world was afraid of.

This toxin is rare and dangerous. It can only be completely eradicated if it is combined with the agility of the centipede, the ruthlessness of the scorpion, and the cunning of the poisonous snake, as well as a special antidote.

Although there are many kinds of herbs in Xiao Zhixue's space ring, most of them are used to relieve superficial symptoms. For stubborn diseases like the purple poison, they are a drop in the bucket.

The only way to obtain the "strong medicine" needed for healing is to go deep into the wild and hunt these poisonous creatures yourself.

Xiao Zhixue took out the seven carefully cultivated herbs from the space ring with ease. They each exuded a unique fragrance, had different colors, and were full of vitality.

She skillfully put the herbs one by one into the antique copper pot, added water and simmered them slowly. Every wisp of steam carried the hope of life.

Under the blessing of this mysterious space, time seemed to be accelerated, and soon, a green and fragrant antidote took shape.

She didn't even have time to rest, and hurriedly fed the hard-earned antidote to Fan Yanmu carefully. Unfortunately, this temporary peace could only buy him three days of precious time.

If Fan Yanmu cannot find the remaining three poisons during these three days that determine life and death, his life may be like a candle in the wind and could be extinguished at any time.

After taking the antidote, Fan Yanmu was still immersed in a deep sleep, but the good news was that his complexion gradually turned from pale to rosy, the poison that was rampant in his body was suppressed, his pace slowed down, and the power of life seemed to be slowly gathering.

Xiao Zhixue gently pulled out the silver needles inserted into Fan Yanmu's body one by one and straightened his clothes. Every movement revealed her delicate care.

Afterwards, the carriage they were riding in arrived in front of a long-abandoned temple at lightning speed. Ying Yi, carrying Fan Yanmu on his back, walked steadily into the ancient temple gate.

In the temple, the anxiously waiting villagers and Xiao Zhixue's family finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw them, and their worries were slightly dissipated.

The news that Ying Er had brought back Yu Li earlier had already caused a small stir here. When everyone heard the noise, they came out of the meditation rooms, full of anticipation.

When Yu Li heard that her father was saved and was quietly recuperating in the Zen room, she suddenly became anxious. Without saying anything, she rushed into the Zen room.

When Yu Fugui's eyes met his long-lost daughter, he froze in place for a moment, and then his weathered eyes became red.

"Li'er, you're finally back safely."

Before he finished speaking, tears were already sliding down his cheeks.

Yu Li was also in tears, and the father and daughter hugged each other tightly. All the worries and longings over the past few days turned into silent warmth at this moment.

When the people around saw this scene, it seemed as if a huge rock in their hearts fell to the ground, and all their worries and concerns disappeared with this reunion.

When Ying Er saw Fan Yanmu was seriously injured and unconscious, he frowned and walked forward quickly, gently placing him on the ground. The anger in his heart was like a burning flame, "How could the master suffer such a disaster? Where is the elder of Xuan Yu Hall? I want to avenge the master!"

He drew out his sword, which shone coldly, and was eager to find Jin Chengfeng immediately to seek justice.

Ying Yi clenched his teeth, his face gloomy, "After seriously injuring the master, the villain took advantage of the chaos and fled."

Ying Er looked at Fan Yanmu lying unconscious on the ground and became even angrier. He vowed to kill his enemy with his own hands to vent his hatred.

Xiao Zhixue remained calm and applied a layer of special ointment to Fan Yanmu again to prevent the wound from worsening. She then instructed Ying Yi and Ying Er to carefully carry him into a quiet Zen room to rest, hoping that in the days to come, they could find the last glimmer of hope to save Fan Yanmu.

When those chaotic figures gradually disappeared at the end of the field of vision, Xiao Zhixue's family seemed to come back to their senses from a sudden fright, and hurriedly gathered around her, forming a warm and tight circle.

"Sanya, are you really not injured? Come quickly, let me check you carefully."

Zhou Shuqiong's voice was filled with unquestionable firmness and tenderness. Her wrinkled hands gently brushed aside Xiao Zhixue's messy hair and examined her carefully from head to toe, fearing to miss any tiny scars.

Everyone's eyes were filled with deep concern and worry. Although there were still bloodstains on Xiao Zhixue's clothes, from her calm expression, it was clear that she was fine.

Xiao Zhixue felt the love surrounding her, and a warm current surged in her heart. She gave her mother Zhou Shuqiong a gentle smile: "Mom, you see I'm fine, don't worry."

After she finished speaking, her eyes were like clear springs, slowly sweeping over everyone around her. Her eyes had both a calming power and a hint of barely perceptible fatigue.

"Everyone go back and rest. There won't be any more trouble tonight. I need you all to be well."

When everyone saw that Xiao Zhixue was safe and sound, the heaviness and uneasiness in their hearts were finally relieved, and they returned to their respective meditation rooms one after another. Although their steps were tired, they also felt a sense of relief.

Zhou Shuqiong held her daughter's hand tightly, a grip that could almost be called obsession. Her eyes were full of prayers, hoping that this disturbance would be the last. The fear and anxiety she had experienced in the past few hours were enough to make her feel like she was living a year in a day. Every night that fell made her afraid that her daughter would disappear from her world at dawn.

When Xiao Wei, Xiao Tingrui and Xiao Tingxuan saw that Xiao Zhixue was unharmed, the tension in their hearts finally relaxed, and they returned to their respective residences with peace of mind, preparing to recuperate.

In the Zen room, Zhou Shuqiong gently urged Xiao Zhixue to change the clothes that were stained with dust and memories, as if this could wash away all the uneasiness and fear.

After changing into clean clothes, Xiao Zhixue gently placed the bloodstained clothes aside, revealing a childish tiredness between her eyebrows, "Mom, it doesn't matter if we wash these clothes tomorrow. Let's go to bed early. I'm a little sleepy."