Chapter 1081: Healing patriarch

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"Not too fast!" With Sandoji's order, the tribes no longer hesitated, and they took up their weapons and rushed toward Luo Qingying and others.
"Rush!"
"Get rid of them! They are bad guys!"
"Kill them, don't let them destroy our peace." A group of people shouted, like a headless flies blindly getting up, killing the sound.
Luo Qingying was immediately protected in the middle, watching Leng Yu and Liang Yuyan block the people with scabbards, and quickly said: "Do not hurt them!"
Although Leng Yi and Liang Yuyan are highly martial, they are unable to take the initiative and are more difficult to attack. What's more, the tribe was intimidated by Sandoji. In order to save their lives, the offensive became more and more fierce. Gradually, the two men resisted and struggled.
Luo Qingying saw that the two were full of tiredness, and even the Mu Xiaoyu next to him was in constant crisis. The situation in front of him was getting worse and worse, and the heart was next, and finally he took out the fascinating powder and went up.
In the ripples of powder floating in the wind, her figure is picturesque, and a white dress is like a fairy, and it is beautiful.
The people who inhale the fascinating powder will fall to the ground and will not be awake, and then there will be no movement, and the people who are preparing to continue the attack in the distance will be surprised to see what is happening in front of them, like being shocked and forgetting the action in their hands. Demented, looking up at Luo Qingying.
They didn't understand at all, and when the people were so good, they suddenly became unconscious.
"What are you doing? Why have you stopped? If you don't catch them, you will die!"
Sandoji did not expect Luo Qingyi to have such a means, anxiously shouted: "Are you stupid? Hurry up and take them! Don't be fooled by them! All the offenders, I will catch the sacrifice!"
But no one heard his words. Some people in the tribe suddenly pointed to Luo Qing’s shouting: "She has spiritual power, she is a god!"
When the voice fell, the tribes fell to the ground, and their eyes were full of awe, and they prayed for forgiveness.
Luo Qingying was also shocked by the inversion of the situation. She did not hesitate to act decisively. She pretended to be a fairy voice and slowly said to the tribe: "This fairy has heard that there is a enchanting singer here, so I came here to investigate, but I did not expect it. The snakes dare to disturb the human order!"
"You are nonsense!"
The high priest heard that he was licking his knuckles, and he was so angry that his face was slightly red.
"Don't think that you have the powder to be able to hold the gods!" The high priest disdain, using the scepter to slam on the ground, trying to attract the attention of the tribe. "These are the tricks they lie to you. You have no knowledge." Idiot!"
Luo Qingying looked at him irritated leisurely and smiled: "Don't make unnecessary struggles again, this fairy will come to collect you this snake essence!"
"She just made a fuss when she first shot. If it is not spiritual, how can anyone have this big day?" The tribes turned their backs and turned to defend Luoqing.
Sandoji swept violently around the people who fell to the ground and pointed at Luo Qing’s anger and shouted: "The power of shit! She is a liar!"
"Which talent is a liar, I am afraid that it remains to be determined!"
A cold wave of swords, a sharp blade cut through the cheeks of the high priest, and a blood flow from the wound was quite shocking. "If you are a fairy, how can I be hurt by a mortal?"
The high priest squinted and screamed, and his eyes were bloodthirsty and cold, as if he could use his eyes to make him a thousand.
Luo Qingying stood among the people who had fallen to the ground and looked at him proudly. He screamed: "You are not ready to surrender!"
"You can't win me!" The high priest clung to the bundled nephew. "I will let you know the taste of betrayal!"
Luo Qingying saw that he was going to run away. He immediately took the cold and took the scorpion back from his hand. Unexpectedly, the high priest threw the scorpion into the air.
Cold and leaping, he reached out and grabbed the scorpion, but the high priest took the opportunity to hit the abdomen. He clenched his teeth, and his eyes quickly threw the sword in his hand, stabbing the shoulder of the high priest, but it was difficult to prevent his hidden weapon. I can only watch the high priest disappear with no sorrow.
"I will never let you go, we are walking!" The high priest yelled and laughed, and the cold voice echoed in the air.
"It’s useless. I haven’t saved my nephew back.
Cold and wounded and half-squatted to the ground, "I will see him again, and he will be ruined!"
Luo Qing picked up the fallen sword, lifted him up and handed it to Mu Xiaoyu to heal: "You have done a good job."
She looked up at the place where the high priest disappeared, and her eyes grew deeper. Now that the high priest has nowhere to go, the nephew is the only chip in his hand. Presumably he will not hurt his nephew, so the nephew is safe for the time being. They must find her as soon as possible and rescue her.
"Thank you for the immortal to save us!" The warm voice of the people called back to Luo Qingyi's thoughts.
Luo Qing saw that they were still bowing, and they asked them to get up: "You don't have to be polite, just treat me as a mortal."
"Luo sister is really amazing!" Yimi leaned over to Luo Qingying's side and gleefully applauded, but it was like thinking of the abducted child, a little worried, and lost his voice. "Just poor." Princess, I don’t know if the high priest will hurt her."
"Don't you believe me?" Luo Qingyi firmly said, "I won't let him hurt his nephew."
Yimi chicken glutinous rice nodded, his head stunned, his eyes filled with doubts: "But why is Luo sister supposed to pretend to be a fairy?"
"Little girl, you don't understand this, this is your sister's plan." Liang Yuyan smiled and touched her head, long-term focus.
Luo Qingying and her smile. After many days, she found that the tribes of the Lingzi tribe were mostly superstitious. Since they thought she was a fairy, she might as well follow their intentions. Using this identity would allow the tribes to accept them and facilitate their actions in the tribe.
She turned her head and looked at the pill from the cold, and did not worry about re-diagnosing him. He asked: "Do you have any uncomfortable places?"
Seeing that he shook his head, Luo Qingying took a breath and continued: "The high priest can't walk out of the island. He hasn't gone far. I need you to secretly investigate his whereabouts. Once he finds his trace, he will come back to me immediately. report!"
Coldly slammed and screamed, ready to leave, Luo Qingying reminded: "Never act alone!"
She has lost a lot of things on this road. Whether it is the trust of the Western Chu royal family or the many lives on her body, she does not want to kill more innocent people because of her own journey, or It is a person who is as life-like as her.
"I understand." Lonely nodded solemnly, and took the sword away, the figure was hidden in the cascading branches.
"Kun Sang, take me to see the patriarch." Luo Qingyi on Kun Sangdao. The patriarch was persecuted by the high priest, fearing that he was already seriously ill and was in urgent need of treatment.
Kun Sang led everyone to the patriarch's house. He had not yet entered the patriarch's house, and there was a fierce cough in the house.
Luo Qingyi heard that the patriarch was in the blood and attacked the heart. When she was in great pain, she rushed into his room in two steps, regardless of the block.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw the patriarch who was sitting on the side of the bed by the people. His face was pale and bloodless, his lips were purple, and the handkerchief in his hand was stained with blood. It should have been forty years old but it was like a disease. Entangled and weak old.
"Yu Yan, hurry to bring the medicine box!" Luo Qingyi half-squatting in front of the patriarch, pressed his trembling shoulders hard, and his hand reached his wrist.
As a patriarch, Gonbabu is supposed to be the most distinguished person in the tribe. The herbs used should also be excellent, but his body is not marked by treatment, but instead contains a variety of toxins, which seriously damages His body made him so sick.
For a long time, Luo Qingying released Gongbabu's hand and told Liang Yuyan to give her the medicine box, and shook her head helplessly.
"Don't you even have a way to save him?" Liang Yuyan saw her face heavy and her face looked strange.
"The body of the patriarch is much more complicated than I imagined, but I have a way to save him." Luo Qing squatted, quickly opened the medicine box and took out the needle bag. "If I didn't guess wrong, he was taken down." Poison, one of which is Biling snake venom."
She took a silver needle and repeatedly baked it under the candlelight: "It is the toxicity of his body, so there is no attack on the spirit of the snake."
"Where is the head of the high priest? It’s so ruthless, it’s such a poisonous hand for an ordinary person!" Liang Yuyan retorted indignantly.
Luo Qingyi sighed a bit, let Mu Xiaoyu fix the head of the patriarch, and slowly plunged into his Baihui point with the burnt silver needle.
Gonbabu’s body shook violently. He gave a painful snoring sound from his throat. He vomited a black blood in his mouth. The black blood exuded a strong rancid smell, but it was soaked in the house for a moment. The next few people are sick.
Luo Qingqi even applied a few needles, only to see the patriarch constantly spit out black blood, and the pale face restored a very light blush.
She said to the people outside the door: "I forced some of the toxins from the patriarch, but I need some herbs to completely remove them."
"No matter what kind of herbs, although you told me, I will bring you to help you find them." Kun Sang stood in front of the road.
Luo Qingqi got up and wrote the required herbs on the prescription, handed it to Kun Sang, and told Liang Yuyan to go with them to help them find herbs.
This island has nothing to do with the world, but it is uniquely endowed by the world. It is also home to many rare and precious spirits. She suspects that there should be many rare herbs, which will greatly help to eliminate the toxins in the patriarch.
Yimi was left by Kun Sang. She stared at the people and went back to ask Luo Qing. "Luo sister, what can I help you?"
She was afraid that Luo Qingyi would disapprove, and before she spoke, she was born and said: "I will do my best!"
Luo Qingyi saw that she was still young but also sensible. She smiled at her and nodded. "You and Mu Xiaoyu will help me take care of the patriarch."
She used the only herbal medicine bath found in the warehouse of the Gongbabu family to serve the patriarchs: "Now make a medicated bath for the patriarch, for three consecutive days, three hours a day, you Send someone outside."
The people worked together to prepare the medicated bath, and Luo Qingyi applied a needle to Gongbabu before the tribe sent him to the medicated bath.
Luo Qingying stood out from the door. Although she was highly skilled, she rarely saw anyone with so many toxins in the body. Due to the long-term harm of the toxin, the body of Gongbabu has been spurred by drugs that are not strong in medicine.
She wants a way to achieve the best of both worlds, both to remove the toxins from the Gombab and not to hurt his foundation.
Her gaze fell in the arms of Mu Xiaoyu, and she opened her small arms for a long time.
Three days later. Luo Qingying looked at the tribe and sent the last dose of herbal medicine on the prescription. On the small fishery: "You will use the herbs to cook according to the prescription, use the fire to fry until it is boiled, then simmer with simmer and put it into the boil. The medicinal juice is simmered for half an hour, and the leachate is poured out, so that it can be repeated three times."