Chapter 393: Poison Powder Refined by Medicine Saint

? "It's finally quiet!"
The young man let out a sigh of relief, and now there is no one in the entire cell except him and the man lying on the ground.
He turned the man on the ground over, perhaps because he was beaten by prisoners for a long time, and his consciousness almost fell into a coma.
The young man injected a trace of soul power into this person, wanting to see how the other person's physical condition is.
But not long after this trace of spirit power entered this person's body, it suddenly disappeared strangely.
"Huh? What's the matter?"
The young man's heart was shocked, and he felt that his soul power had truly disappeared instead of being absorbed by the opponent.
Not only that, he could also feel that the soul power in this person's body was empty, not at all.
"It's no wonder that these prisoners can beat him at will, and his cultivation has completely disappeared!" the boy murmured.
He sighed, and said with some pity: "Unexpectedly, the Lord of a city, who was once a beautiful city, ended up in such a situation!"
"Help him recover first!"
The young man took out some healing pills, opened his opponent's mouth, and stuffed them one by one.
After the other party had eaten all the pills, the boy walked out of the cell and became alert outside.
...
"Water...water..."
About half an hour passed. The boy heard a faint whisper from behind.
He turned around and saw that the person who fell on the ground seemed to be awake, and immediately walked forward, took out a water bag from his airborne ring, opened the stopper, and poured water into the person's slightly opened mouth. Went in.
Gudong! Gudong!
The man was breathing heavily and drinking water little by little, and his wits began to slowly recover.
Suddenly, this person's eyes glared suddenly, and Yi Gulu got up from the ground, hugged the water sac in the young man's hand, and started drinking.
"Thank you!"
After drank all the water in the water sac, the man panted and thanked him in a loud voice. He was completely awake.
"Zhao Yuze, you don't need to thank me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be imprisoned in this city lord's mansion." The young man said quietly.
"what?"
This person raised his head and followed the flame to see the boy's face clearly, and said in surprise: "Su Fan? Why are you?"
The young man was Su Fan, and the prisoner standing opposite him was Zhao Yuze, the former city lord of Junji City.
Zhao Yuze couldn't believe his eyes, the person who rescued him turned out to be his enemy Su Fan.
His just awake brain was a little confused for a moment, and he didn't know what medicine Su Fan was selling in this gourd.
"You came here to kill me, right? The fifteen-day deadline we agreed upon is coming tomorrow."
Zhao Yuze still remembered the agreement between him and Su Fan, so he guessed that Su Fan might have come to kill him.
"The fifteen-day deadline agreed between us is indeed coming!" Su Fan nodded and said, "However, I am not here to kill you, I am here to rescue you and reunite with your family!"
"You want to save me out!?"
Zhao Yuze looked at him for a moment, and then he smelled a thick smell floating in the air. He looked around by the fire and saw the prisoners' bodies lying everywhere in and outside the cell.
"You killed all these prisoners?" Zhao Yuze said in surprise.
"It's just a group of filthy ants, kill it when you kill it, it's nothing great!" Su Fan said lightly: "Go, your wife and daughter are still waiting for you!"
"This..." Zhao Yuze showed hesitation in his expression: "I am the body of sin. If I escape from prison again, I am afraid it will be difficult to have a place in Lin's country this day!"
He was born in the army, and he was an enemy of the country's expedition.
It is precisely because of this that he became the city lord of Junji City by virtue of his outstanding military exploits and loyalty to the country.
"Fool and loyal!" Su Fan said coldly.
"You are insulting me!" Zhao Yuze roared angrily: "Su Fan! Do you know why I want to destroy the Tang family and the Zhou family? Why do you want to take Junji City in your own hands?"
"It's selfish!"
"Yes, I admit that there is indeed a certain degree of selfishness in it, but more importantly, it is for the country and the royal family who supports me!"
"Country? Royal family?"
"Yes, Su Fan, you may not know, the royal power of Tianlin Kingdom is slowly being divided by some careerists. In addition to Junji City among the four great monarch cities, the other three monarch cities have fallen into the hands of others! Zhao Yuze, as the lord of a city ordered by your majesty, only by holding this city tightly in his hands can he serve the high hopes your majesty has placed on me!"
Zhao Yuze said angrily.
"Heh!" Su Fan sneered: "If you really think about the royal family, why would you be willing to hand over Junji City to the Zhou family? Isn't the Zhou family the family you always wanted to destroy?"
"No!" Zhao Yuze shook his head and said, "I didn't hand over Junji City to the Zhou family!"
"Still arguing, isn't it the Zhou family that controls the many forces in Junji City?"
"I didn't argue with reason!" Zhao Yuze denied, he fixedly looked at Su Fan: "I just handed over Junji City to you! I know that Zhou's house is just your puppet, those shops in Junji City The signs of Zhou's family are written on the surface, but the surname is Su on it!"
Hearing Zhao Yuze's words to this point, the coldness on Su Fan's face quickly disappeared, and he suddenly smiled and said: "So you don't understand anything, yes, Junji City is in my hands. , Zhou Yiming was just managing it!"
"Su Fan! You are finally willing to admit it!" Zhao Yuze said solemnly: "However, are you not afraid that Zhou Yiming will suddenly turn back?"
"Anti-water?" Su Fan raised his eyebrows: "He doesn't dare to give him a hundred courage!"
Judging from Su Fan's understanding of Zhou Yiming, if this old thing is not fully certain, he will not attack himself at all.
"Hmph, Su Fan, you are too proud and too self-confident. Zhou Yiming might have not dared before, but now... that's really hard to say!"
"What do you mean?"
Su Fan frowned slightly, he felt that Zhao Yuze seemed to have something to say.
"Hey, you probably don't know, the Tang family that you eliminated has a heirloom!"
Zhao Yuze suddenly laughed.
"What heirloom?"
Su Fan looked slightly stunned, he had never heard of this.
"Half a packet of poison powder!" Zhao Yuze said word by word.
"Half a packet of poison powder as a family heirloom? Is this Tang family's Patriarch a brain disabled!"
Su Fan sneered.
"Su Fan, don't underestimate this half-pack of poisonous powder. Tang Qiushi once told me that it came from a medicine saint!" Zhao Yuze said with a sneer.
"Medicine Saint!?"
Su Fan was shocked, only the alchemist who can make the holy pill can be called the holy medicine.
And this poison powder was actually refined by a medicine sanctuary, so its power must be extraordinary!
(End of this chapter)