Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

The next morning, Donggui returned to the tavern.

The rich and strange aroma of the wine almost blew the roof off!

"Ah...it hurts so much, Senior Wen, cousin?"

In the wooden barrel, Sikong Changfeng, who had been treated for a whole night by the Wen uncle and nephew using their own internal energy and various poisonous substances in the barrel, finally woke up.

He glanced around and found that except for Baili Dongjun, who was staring blankly with his eyes wide open, everyone else was there.

Wen Hujiu and Wen Yanzhao fell asleep on the left and right sides of the wooden barrel.

"Hmm? Sikong Changfeng, are you awake? How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

Baili Dongjun turned around upon hearing the voice, ran to the wooden barrel and asked.

"Dong Jun, how come I'm so naked... I'm not even wearing any underwear!"

Sikong Changfeng looked down at his body in the barrel, his handsome face flushed red as he asked awkwardly.

Hearing the two people talking, Wen Yanzhao and Wen Hujiu woke up at the same time.

Both of them reeked of alcohol, having been poisoned by the "poisonous wine" in the barrel all night long.

"Little Spear Fairy~ How does it feel!"

Wenhujiu blinked and approached Sikong Changfeng and asked.

"Senior Wen... ah no, uncle... I feel like the meridians in my body are flowing much more freely, and I feel a lot better!"

Sikong Changfeng replied with a red face.

"Oh~ that's good!"

"Don't just stand there, get dressed and have breakfast, I'm starving!"

Wen Yanzhao urged, and then he waved his right hand in the air and took out a light purple ceramic medicine bottle from somewhere.

Just open the lid and pour it into your mouth.

"Cousin, what delicious food are you eating? Let me have a taste!"

Baili Dongjun had a silly look on his face. How could he know that it was the poison specially made by Wen Yanzhao - the Demon Snail Pill.

Wen pot of wine raised his hand and tapped Baili Dongjun's little head:

"Xiao Baili, you are going to die! Your cousin took poison!"

"He will become stronger if he eats it, but you will die if you eat it!"

Baili Dongjun turned pale upon hearing this and jumped aside:

'"Is there no normal person in your Wen family?"

When Wen Yanzhao heard this, he didn't respond and rolled his eyes at him.

……

After simply packing up his luggage, Baili Dongjun sealed the wine cellar and closed the door of the wine shop.

Everyone rushed to the Yuelai Inn where the uncle and nephew of the Wen family were staying in Chaisang City.

He entered the guest room of the inn where the wine was warmed, and asked the waiter to prepare a table of wine and food.

He twirled his beard while warming the wine pot and sighed:

"Little Spear Fairy, your illness is so severe that Zhao'er and I can only keep you alive for a month even with all our strength. After a month, you will die from the poison and there is no way to save you!"

Sikong Changfeng had a happy expression just now, but when he heard this, his eyes dimmed instantly and he said miserably:

"It doesn't matter. My uncle and cousin have already done their best. I am a wanderer in the world of martial arts. I am destined to die in the world of martial arts."

"Why are you dying? I, Baili Dongjun, will not allow you to die! You must live a hundred years and roam the martial arts world with me!"

Baili Dongjun said in a stern voice.

Then his tone softened and he said to Wen Yanzhao and Wenhujiu:

"Cousin, uncle, why did he die of poison?"

Wen Yanzhao squinted his eyes:

"The poison contained in those poisonous snakes and insects was all carried into his body along with the wine, driven by his internal force!"

"Your uncle is using poison to fight poison. It may save him temporarily, but after a month, his intestines will be ruptured and his stomach will turn into pus and blood!"

Wen Hujiu nodded vigorously: "Zhao'er is right, it's very exciting!"

Sikong Changfeng Baili Dongjun at the same time:

“Σ(?д?lll huh?!!!”

"There is a way! Uncle will give you a map, you can follow the map to find this person! He may be able to cure you!"

Wenhu Wine seemed to have made up his mind a long time ago. He took out an envelope and a map from his arms and handed them to Sikong Changfeng.

Then he continued:

"This man is the legendary miraculous doctor in the martial arts world, Xin Baicao from Medicine King Valley! He and I are old acquaintances..."

He kept the wine warm for a moment, then picked up the glass and took a big sip.

"There really is such a person in the martial arts world. I have heard of his legends, but I just thought they were just made-up stories!"

"But~Uncle, why did this miraculous doctor Xin Baicao save me?"

Sikong Changfeng's eyes lit up again and he said in surprise.

"How could your uncle lie to you? Xin Baicao is a miraculous healer, and I am the best poisoner in the world! I claim that there is no one in the world that I cannot kill with my poison, and he claims that there is no poison in the world that Xin Baicao cannot cure!"

"If he sees you covered in poison, he will surely guess that it was me who poisoned you! He will do his best to cure you of the poison to prove that he is stronger than me!"

"Once he has cured you of the poison and discovered your old injuries, he will definitely think that I left you with a backup plan and will definitely try my best to heal you!"

Wen Hujiu had a smug smile on his face, as if a world where only Xin Baicao suffered had been achieved!

After listening to Wenhujiu's words, Baili Dongjun was half-believing and half-doubting:

"Can that Xin Baicao really cure Sikong Changfeng?"

Wen Hujiu suddenly stood up, pulled Wen Yanzhao who was eating, and turned around.

He and Wen Yanzhao turned their backs to Baili Sikong and the others, pointed at the three big words "Poison You" on his back and said:

"We are the ones who poisoned them, we are not doctors, how would I know!"

Baili Sikong was left confused.

After returning to his seat, Wen Yanzhao suddenly asked, "Uncle, can Xin Baicao clear poison?"

"If you can save lives, you can naturally understand the principles of poison. Is there any need to ask?" Wen Hujiu glanced at Wen Yanzhao.

"Oh~ Then we must go visit this miracle doctor later. I suddenly have some bad ideas!"

Wen Yanzhao smiled cunningly.

"You little bastard, are you going to develop a new poison? Well, then we'll do it after our Sword Forest Festival!"

Wenhujiu saw through his nephew at a glance and agreed readily.

Wen Yanzhao had already entered a state of freedom at this time, and ordinary poisons had little effect on him.

We can only find ways to develop new poisons with stronger toxicity and toxicity, so that we can continue to make breakthroughs.

After eating and drinking, it was time to say goodbye.

The four of them each led a horse and walked out of Chaisang City.

Arriving at the official road outside the city, Sikong Changfeng bowed and said:

"Thank you, uncle and cousin, for saving my life!"

"What are you thanking me for? Your life is still hanging by a thread!" Wen Yanzhao said with a smile.

Sikong Changfeng held a spear in his hand and smiled calmly:

"It's already good. I thought I would die on a wild road one day and no one would care about me."

"I never thought that God would let me meet people like Brother Baili and my uncle and cousin!"

"I have seen so many heroes with you. What does it matter if I die now?"

Baili Dongjun sighed and cursed:

"Why are you dying? My uncle and cousin have worked so hard for you. You are not allowed to die! Sikong Changfeng, stay alive and we will meet again in the martial arts world!"

Sikong Changfeng smiled and said:

"Don't worry, boss. I, Sikong Changfeng, will live well, alone on horseback, wandering the world! You too, should go to a more distant world!"

Baili Dongjun took out a wine gourd from his waist and threw it to him!

Baili Dongjun raised his wine gourd and said, "Sikong Changfeng, we'll meet again in the martial arts world!"

Sikong Changfeng also raised his wine gourd and took a swig: "Goodbye!"

Then he galloped away and disappeared in the smoke and dust.

With a sigh, he looked at Sikong Changfeng's receding figure, and a little envy hung on Wenhujiu's face:

"He's the kind of person who will die in the martial arts world~"

Baili Dongjun felt a little disappointed. After hearing what his uncle said, he turned around and asked with a smile:

"Uncle, do you think I will also be the kind of person who... dies in the underworld?"

Wenhujiu's expression changed instantly: "Pooh! Pooh! What the hell! Xiao Baili, don't say such unlucky words, pooh!"

Wen Yanzhao said with a smile: "Cousin, be careful what you say may become a prophecy!"

Baili Dongjun was stunned: "Ah? Bah bah bah... Then what kind of person should I be?"

Wen Hujiu couldn't help but patted Wen Yanzhao on the shoulder and said, "In my opinion, Xiao Baili is the kind of person who will be beaten to death by his parents!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The uncle and nephew burst into laughter, leaving Baili Dongjun [○?｀Д′? ○] sulking beside them.

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