Chapter 467
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The black-robed pharmacist couldn't believe it was true until his death.
He was famous in his life and refined countless poisons, but in the end he would fall into the hands of an unknown little girl.
He is not reconciled.
He still hasn't figured out what kind of poison this girl used on him, why is it more powerful than his poison?
He stared at Su Xiaoxiao firmly, as if he wanted to engrave this face in his mind and bring it into reincarnation, even if he was a ghost.
Su Xiaoxiao didn't have the slightest fear, and looked at him calmly until he died of anger.
Su Xiaoxiao withdrew the dagger, opened his clothes and took a look: "He's still wearing heart armor."
Fortunately, Wu Anjun's dagger is sharp enough.
Su Xiaoxiao wiped the dagger clean and inserted it back into the scabbard.
The five tigers on the branches cover their eyes with their wings.
Er Wu Zai said that the picture is too cruel, the baby dare not look at it.
Su Xiaoxiao fed it a piece of bird food.
The macaw stared fiercely at the black-robed pharmacist in the pool of blood, and gave him an abyssal gaze from the bird king (not).
Next, Su Xiaoxiao went to the yard of the black-robed pharmacist.
She is a doctor, and she doesn't have much research on toxicology, especially the various poisons of this dynasty, which she has hardly seen.
She found a lot of poisons in the yard, most of which had antidote, and some of them had not yet developed antidote.
In addition, she also saw some poisons being tormented. They died and were injured. It seems that it depends on luck to refine them into powerful poisons.
Su Xiaoxiao fed them the antidote and let them go.
It would be a disaster for these poisons to remain in the White Lotus Sect, and it would be a pity to destroy them, and they might be useful in the future.
Su Xiaoxiao packed the poison.
Finally, Su Xiaoxiao found the black-robed pharmacist's clothes and personal belongings in the cabinet.
There is not much money, but there is a stack of bank notes, but unfortunately they are from the Western Jin Dynasty, so they cannot be used in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
"Huh? What is this?"
Su Xiaoxiao found a booklet under the banknote.
It is the handwriting of the black-robed pharmacist, which contains no less than a hundred kinds of poisonous plants, as well as his unique poison technique.
Su Xiaoxiao flipped through the brochure, only to realize what kind of master she had killed.
"This guy...is he so powerful?"
Being able to be favored by Mo Guiyuan is indeed two things. If he hadn't owned a pharmacy, it would have been difficult to kill him so easily.
It belonged to punching the master to death.
After half an hour.
Su Xiaoxiao went to reconcile with the old Hou Ye with her big and small bags.
Yu Chixiu was also there.
He was planning to look for Su Xiaoxiao, when he saw her coming over as if fleeing from the wilderness, he couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing?"
"Oh, I picked up something and took it."
Su Xiaoxiao threw the burden to him.
Mentioning this, Su Xiaoxiao became angry.
Su Xiaoxiao planned to put the poison in the pharmacy, but unexpectedly the pharmacy wouldn't let her in.
She wondered if the relationship between herself and the pharmacy has been harmonious from time to time?
What kind of temper is this?
Is it possible that gold can enter, but poison cannot?
Helpless, Su Xiaoxiao had no choice but to pack the poison and carry it back.
She was exhausted.
Yu Chixiu thought she was going to pick up gold again, and when he opened the bag, he jumped up and down in fright: "I'll go! What's wrong with you picking up so much poison!"
Although Yu Chixiu is a killer, he also has some research on poisons, but he is not as proficient as a pharmacist.
The blind man also smelled the painful smell, took a few steps back with his son in his arms, and growled at the burden.
Old Hou Ye looked at Su Xiaoxiao worriedly: "Are you not injured?"
"No." Su Xiaoxiao shook her head.
Old Hou Ye said again: "That pharmacist from the Western Jin Dynasty..."
Su Xiaoxiao said calmly: "Dead."
Old Hou Ye was shocked.
In the past, he only knew that this little grandniece who grew up in the countryside had excellent medical skills, but obviously, medical skills alone could not kill a Western Jin pharmacist.
Tonight, the little girl brought her too many surprises.
The archery skill of the hundred-step piercer, the crisp and sharp skill, the calm and wise mind, the invincible courage...
She has all the excellent qualities of a general, and this is the real general.
If she was a boy...
Thinking of this, Old Hou Ye felt a little regretful.
At the same time, I also feel distressed for the little girl. Talent is innate, but even the best iron needs to be tempered to become steel.
She... suffered a lot.
In the most secret courtyard of Taolin, Mo Guiyuan just drank his last cup of peach brew.
The wine glass on the opposite side is still there, but the person has slipped away.
Zhang Feng asked: "Master, is it okay to just let him go like this? Will he rush to inform the Young Master?"
Mo Guiyuan smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter if he goes, even if he joins, he still can't beat Xiu Nu."
Wei Ting and Yu Chixiu are still young, and their martial arts realm is not as good as that of a slave cultivator. It will be difficult to say in a few years, especially Wei Ting, his talent is higher than that of a dead man. His future martial arts realm may be higher than that of a slave cultivator. superior.
But right now, he is not Xiu Nu's opponent.
"The Marquis of Zhenbei is also here," Zhang Feng said.
Mo Guiyuan said recklessly: "The pharmacist has already set his sights on Zhenbeihou, he will not let Zhenbeihou have a chance to get close to Xiunu."
In fact, the pharmacist first set his sights on Wei Ting.
But Wei Ting is Mo Guiyuan's grandson, and he can't move until Mo Guiyuan completely gives up on this grandson.
Zhang Feng said with a sigh of relief: "The pharmacist is here, so there is nothing wrong with it."
Mo Guiyuan said firmly: "Everything... is under my control."
As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple hurried over and bowed to Mo Guiyuan, "Master! Something happened!"
Holding his wine glass, Mo Guiyuan said slowly: "Did Xiu Nu hurt someone? Go and talk to Xiu Nu, you can teach me a lesson, but don't kill anyone."
The speed of this lesson is actually a bit intriguing.
A beating is a lesson, a broken arm is a lesson, and even a half-mutilation can be a lesson.
The disciple panicked: "No, it's not Xiunu's side..."
Mo Guiyuan smiled casually: "So the pharmacist arrested the Marquis of Zhenbei? The imperial court came to ask for someone, and I have my own explanation."
The disciple bowed his head and said, "It's...not Zhenbeihou...it's the pharmacist! Something happened to the pharmacist! He was killed!"
Click!
The wine glass in Mo Guiyuan's hand was crushed into powder.
Zhang Feng stepped forward and asked, "Did you make a mistake? How could the pharmacist be killed?"
He is the ancestor of poisoning, and besides Xiu Nu, who can kill him?
Zhenbeihou?
impossible!
Yu Chixiu is even more impossible!
The disciple was as silent as a cicada and said, "I don't dare to lie..."
Mo Guiyuan and Zhang Feng saw the body of the Western Jin pharmacist in the forest.
He fell in a pool of blood, less than three feet away from his own courtyard.
His right hand was shot through, and he died instantly with a knife in his heart.
There were not many traces of fighting at the scene, even Xiu Nu couldn't kill him without a fight.
Then there is only one possibility—he was drugged.
But who can prescribe medicine to a pharmacist? !
"Beside my grandson, there are masters I don't know..."
Zhang Feng came out of the yard, cupped his hands and said, "Master, the pharmacist's yard has also been ransacked."
Mo Guiyuan's face completely darkened.
Stealing his treasury, killing his pharmacist, and looting his poison——
very good.
His grandson... very good!
Mo Guiyuan gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Tell Xiu Nu that you don't have to show mercy!"
Xiu Nu and Wei Ting fought fiercely from the forest.
The dead man pays the price of life, knows no pain, fearless, fights more and more bravely, until the last drop of blood is shed.
Normal people can't do this, and their physical strength will be exhausted.
It is a miracle that Wei Ting survived until now, but unfortunately, he stepped into a trap.
The right foot was firmly stuck.
Xiu Nu stabbed at his chest with a sword.
Wei Ting sideways avoided, his purse was cut, and a rusty iron bell fell out.
Xiu Nu looked at the iron bell and suddenly stopped.
(end of this chapter)
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The black-robed pharmacist couldn't believe it was true until his death.
He was famous in his life and refined countless poisons, but in the end he would fall into the hands of an unknown little girl.
He is not reconciled.
He still hasn't figured out what kind of poison this girl used on him, why is it more powerful than his poison?
He stared at Su Xiaoxiao firmly, as if he wanted to engrave this face in his mind and bring it into reincarnation, even if he was a ghost.
Su Xiaoxiao didn't have the slightest fear, and looked at him calmly until he died of anger.
Su Xiaoxiao withdrew the dagger, opened his clothes and took a look: "He's still wearing heart armor."
Fortunately, Wu Anjun's dagger is sharp enough.
Su Xiaoxiao wiped the dagger clean and inserted it back into the scabbard.
The five tigers on the branches cover their eyes with their wings.
Er Wu Zai said that the picture is too cruel, the baby dare not look at it.
Su Xiaoxiao fed it a piece of bird food.
The macaw stared fiercely at the black-robed pharmacist in the pool of blood, and gave him an abyssal gaze from the bird king (not).
Next, Su Xiaoxiao went to the yard of the black-robed pharmacist.
She is a doctor, and she doesn't have much research on toxicology, especially the various poisons of this dynasty, which she has hardly seen.
She found a lot of poisons in the yard, most of which had antidote, and some of them had not yet developed antidote.
In addition, she also saw some poisons being tormented. They died and were injured. It seems that it depends on luck to refine them into powerful poisons.
Su Xiaoxiao fed them the antidote and let them go.
It would be a disaster for these poisons to remain in the White Lotus Sect, and it would be a pity to destroy them, and they might be useful in the future.
Su Xiaoxiao packed the poison.
Finally, Su Xiaoxiao found the black-robed pharmacist's clothes and personal belongings in the cabinet.
There is not much money, but there is a stack of bank notes, but unfortunately they are from the Western Jin Dynasty, so they cannot be used in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
"Huh? What is this?"
Su Xiaoxiao found a booklet under the banknote.
It is the handwriting of the black-robed pharmacist, which contains no less than a hundred kinds of poisonous plants, as well as his unique poison technique.
Su Xiaoxiao flipped through the brochure, only to realize what kind of master she had killed.
"This guy...is he so powerful?"
Being able to be favored by Mo Guiyuan is indeed two things. If he hadn't owned a pharmacy, it would have been difficult to kill him so easily.
It belonged to punching the master to death.
After half an hour.
Su Xiaoxiao went to reconcile with the old Hou Ye with her big and small bags.
Yu Chixiu was also there.
He was planning to look for Su Xiaoxiao, when he saw her coming over as if fleeing from the wilderness, he couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing?"
"Oh, I picked up something and took it."
Su Xiaoxiao threw the burden to him.
Mentioning this, Su Xiaoxiao became angry.
Su Xiaoxiao planned to put the poison in the pharmacy, but unexpectedly the pharmacy wouldn't let her in.
She wondered if the relationship between herself and the pharmacy has been harmonious from time to time?
What kind of temper is this?
Is it possible that gold can enter, but poison cannot?
Helpless, Su Xiaoxiao had no choice but to pack the poison and carry it back.
She was exhausted.
Yu Chixiu thought she was going to pick up gold again, and when he opened the bag, he jumped up and down in fright: "I'll go! What's wrong with you picking up so much poison!"
Although Yu Chixiu is a killer, he also has some research on poisons, but he is not as proficient as a pharmacist.
The blind man also smelled the painful smell, took a few steps back with his son in his arms, and growled at the burden.
Old Hou Ye looked at Su Xiaoxiao worriedly: "Are you not injured?"
"No." Su Xiaoxiao shook her head.
Old Hou Ye said again: "That pharmacist from the Western Jin Dynasty..."
Su Xiaoxiao said calmly: "Dead."
Old Hou Ye was shocked.
In the past, he only knew that this little grandniece who grew up in the countryside had excellent medical skills, but obviously, medical skills alone could not kill a Western Jin pharmacist.
Tonight, the little girl brought her too many surprises.
The archery skill of the hundred-step piercer, the crisp and sharp skill, the calm and wise mind, the invincible courage...
She has all the excellent qualities of a general, and this is the real general.
If she was a boy...
Thinking of this, Old Hou Ye felt a little regretful.
At the same time, I also feel distressed for the little girl. Talent is innate, but even the best iron needs to be tempered to become steel.
She... suffered a lot.
In the most secret courtyard of Taolin, Mo Guiyuan just drank his last cup of peach brew.
The wine glass on the opposite side is still there, but the person has slipped away.
Zhang Feng asked: "Master, is it okay to just let him go like this? Will he rush to inform the Young Master?"
Mo Guiyuan smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter if he goes, even if he joins, he still can't beat Xiu Nu."
Wei Ting and Yu Chixiu are still young, and their martial arts realm is not as good as that of a slave cultivator. It will be difficult to say in a few years, especially Wei Ting, his talent is higher than that of a dead man. His future martial arts realm may be higher than that of a slave cultivator. superior.
But right now, he is not Xiu Nu's opponent.
"The Marquis of Zhenbei is also here," Zhang Feng said.
Mo Guiyuan said recklessly: "The pharmacist has already set his sights on Zhenbeihou, he will not let Zhenbeihou have a chance to get close to Xiunu."
In fact, the pharmacist first set his sights on Wei Ting.
But Wei Ting is Mo Guiyuan's grandson, and he can't move until Mo Guiyuan completely gives up on this grandson.
Zhang Feng said with a sigh of relief: "The pharmacist is here, so there is nothing wrong with it."
Mo Guiyuan said firmly: "Everything... is under my control."
As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple hurried over and bowed to Mo Guiyuan, "Master! Something happened!"
Holding his wine glass, Mo Guiyuan said slowly: "Did Xiu Nu hurt someone? Go and talk to Xiu Nu, you can teach me a lesson, but don't kill anyone."
The speed of this lesson is actually a bit intriguing.
A beating is a lesson, a broken arm is a lesson, and even a half-mutilation can be a lesson.
The disciple panicked: "No, it's not Xiunu's side..."
Mo Guiyuan smiled casually: "So the pharmacist arrested the Marquis of Zhenbei? The imperial court came to ask for someone, and I have my own explanation."
The disciple bowed his head and said, "It's...not Zhenbeihou...it's the pharmacist! Something happened to the pharmacist! He was killed!"
Click!
The wine glass in Mo Guiyuan's hand was crushed into powder.
Zhang Feng stepped forward and asked, "Did you make a mistake? How could the pharmacist be killed?"
He is the ancestor of poisoning, and besides Xiu Nu, who can kill him?
Zhenbeihou?
impossible!
Yu Chixiu is even more impossible!
The disciple was as silent as a cicada and said, "I don't dare to lie..."
Mo Guiyuan and Zhang Feng saw the body of the Western Jin pharmacist in the forest.
He fell in a pool of blood, less than three feet away from his own courtyard.
His right hand was shot through, and he died instantly with a knife in his heart.
There were not many traces of fighting at the scene, even Xiu Nu couldn't kill him without a fight.
Then there is only one possibility—he was drugged.
But who can prescribe medicine to a pharmacist? !
"Beside my grandson, there are masters I don't know..."
Zhang Feng came out of the yard, cupped his hands and said, "Master, the pharmacist's yard has also been ransacked."
Mo Guiyuan's face completely darkened.
Stealing his treasury, killing his pharmacist, and looting his poison——
very good.
His grandson... very good!
Mo Guiyuan gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Tell Xiu Nu that you don't have to show mercy!"
Xiu Nu and Wei Ting fought fiercely from the forest.
The dead man pays the price of life, knows no pain, fearless, fights more and more bravely, until the last drop of blood is shed.
Normal people can't do this, and their physical strength will be exhausted.
It is a miracle that Wei Ting survived until now, but unfortunately, he stepped into a trap.
The right foot was firmly stuck.
Xiu Nu stabbed at his chest with a sword.
Wei Ting sideways avoided, his purse was cut, and a rusty iron bell fell out.
Xiu Nu looked at the iron bell and suddenly stopped.
(end of this chapter)
The black-robed pharmacist couldn't believe it was true until his death. He was famous in his life and refined countless poisons, but in the end he would fall into the hands of an unknown little girl. He is not reconciled. He still hasn't figured out what kind of poison this girl used on him, why is it more powerful than his poison? He stared at Su Xiaoxiao firmly, as if he wanted to engrave this face in his mind and bring it into reincarnation, even if he was a ghost. Su Xiaoxiao didn't have the slightest fear, and looked at him calmly until he died of anger. Su Xiaoxiao withdrew the dagger, opened his clothes and took a look: "He's still wearing heart armor." Fortunately, Wu Anjun's dagger is sharp enough. Su Xiaoxiao wiped the dagger clean and inserted it back into the scabbard. The five tigers on the branches cover their eyes with their wings. Er Wu Zai said that the picture is too cruel, the baby dare not look at it. Su Xiaoxiao fed it a piece of bird food. The macaw stared fiercely at the black-robed pharmacist in the pool of blood, and gave him an abyssal gaze from the bird king not. Next, Su Xiaoxiao went to the yard of the black-robed pharmacist. She is a doctor, and she doesn't have much research on toxicology, especially the various poisons of this dynasty, which she has hardly seen. She found a lot of poisons in the yard, most of which had antidote, and some of them had not yet developed antidote. In addition, she also saw some poisons being tormented. They died and were injured. It seems that it depends on luck to refine them into powerful poisons. Su Xiaoxiao fed them the antidote and let them go. It would be a disaster for these poisons to remain in the White Lotus Sect, and it would be a pity to destroy them, and they might be useful in the future. Su Xiaoxiao packed the poison. Finally, Su Xiaoxiao found the black-robed pharmacist's clothes and personal belongings in the cabinet. There is not much money, but there is a stack of bank notes, but unfortunately they are from the Western Jin Dynasty, so they cannot be used in the Great Zhou Dynasty. "Huh? What is this?" Su Xiaoxiao found a booklet under the banknote. It is the handwriting of the black-robed pharmacist, which contains no less than a hundred kinds of poisonous plants, as well as his unique poison technique. Su Xiaoxiao flipped through the brochure, only to realize what kind of master she had killed. "This guy...is he so powerful?" Being able to be favored by Mo Guiyuan is indeed two things. If he hadn't owned a pharmacy, it would have been difficult to kill him so easily. It belonged to punching the master to death. After half an hour. Su Xiaoxiao went to reconcile with the old Hou Ye with her big and small bags. Yu Chixiu was also there. He was planning to look for Su Xiaoxiao, when he saw her coming over as if fleeing from the wilderness, he couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing?" "Oh, I picked up something and took it." Su Xiaoxiao threw the burden to him. Mentioning this, Su Xiaoxiao became angry. Su Xiaoxiao planned to put the poison in the pharmacy, but unexpectedly the pharmacy wouldn't let her in. She wondered if the relationship between herself and the pharmacy has been harmonious from time to time? What kind of temper is this? Is it possible that gold can enter, but poison cannot? Helpless, Su Xiaoxiao had no choice but to pack the poison and carry it back. She was exhausted. Yu Chixiu thought she was going to pick up gold again, and when he opened the bag, he jumped up and down in fright: "I'll go! What's wrong with you picking up so much poison!" Although Yu Chixiu is a killer, he also has some research on poisons, but he is not as proficient as a pharmacist. The blind man also smelled the painful smell, took a few steps back with his son in his arms, and growled at the burden. Old Hou Ye looked at Su Xiaoxiao worriedly: "Are you not injured?" "No." Su Xiaoxiao shook her head. Old Hou Ye said again: "That pharmacist from the Western Jin Dynasty..." Su Xiaoxiao said calmly: "Dead." Old Hou Ye was shocked. In the past, he only knew that this little grandniece who grew up in the countryside had excellent medical skills, but obviously, medical skills alone could not kill a Western Jin pharmacist. Tonight, the little girl brought her too many surprises. The archery skill of the hundred-step piercer, the crisp and sharp skill, the calm and wise mind, the invincible courage... She has all the excellent qualities of a general, and this is the real general. If she was a boy... Thinking of this, Old Hou Ye felt a little regretful. At the same time, I also feel distressed for the little girl. Talent is innate, but even the best iron needs to be tempered to become steel. She... suffered a lot. In the most secret courtyard of Taolin, Mo Guiyuan just drank his last cup of peach brew. The wine glass on the opposite side is still there, but the person has slipped away. Zhang Feng asked: "Master, is it okay to just let him go like this? Will he rush to inform the Young Master?" Mo Guiyuan smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter if he goes, even if he joins, he still can't beat Xiu Nu." Wei Ting and Yu Chixiu are still young, and their martial arts realm is not as good as that of a slave cultivator. It will be difficult to say in a few years, especially Wei Ting, his talent is higher than that of a dead man. His future martial arts realm may be higher than that of a slave cultivator. superior. But right now, he is not Xiu Nu's opponent. "The Marquis of Zhenbei is also here," Zhang Feng said. Mo Guiyuan said recklessly: "The pharmacist has already set his sights on Zhenbeihou, he will not let Zhenbeihou have a chance to get close to Xiunu." In fact, the pharmacist first set his sights on Wei Ting. But Wei Ting is Mo Guiyuan's grandson, and he can't move until Mo Guiyuan completely gives up on this grandson. Zhang Feng said with a sigh of relief: "The pharmacist is here, so there is nothing wrong with it." Mo Guiyuan said firmly: "Everything... is under my control." As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple hurried over and bowed to Mo Guiyuan, "Master! Something happened!" Holding his wine glass, Mo Guiyuan said slowly: "Did Xiu Nu hurt someone? Go and talk to Xiu Nu, you can teach me a lesson, but don't kill anyone." The speed of this lesson is actually a bit intriguing. A beating is a lesson, a broken arm is a lesson, and even a half-mutilation can be a lesson. The disciple panicked: "No, it's not Xiunu's side..." Mo Guiyuan smiled casually: "So the pharmacist arrested the Marquis of Zhenbei? The imperial court came to ask for someone, and I have my own explanation." The disciple bowed his head and said, "It's...not Zhenbeihou...it's the pharmacist! Something happened to the pharmacist! He was killed!" Click! The wine glass in Mo Guiyuan's hand was crushed into powder. Zhang Feng stepped forward and asked, "Did you make a mistake? How could the pharmacist be killed?" He is the ancestor of poisoning, and besides Xiu Nu, who can kill him? Zhenbeihou? impossible! Yu Chixiu is even more impossible! The disciple was as silent as a cicada and said, "I don't dare to lie..." Mo Guiyuan and Zhang Feng saw the body of the Western Jin pharmacist in the forest. He fell in a pool of blood, less than three feet away from his own courtyard. His right hand was shot through, and he died instantly with a knife in his heart. There were not many traces of fighting at the scene, even Xiu Nu couldn't kill him without a fight. Then there is only one possibilityhe was drugged. But who can prescribe medicine to a pharmacist? ! "Beside my grandson, there are masters I don't know..." Zhang Feng came out of the yard, cupped his hands and said, "Master, the pharmacist's yard has also been ransacked." Mo Guiyuan's face completely darkened. Stealing his treasury, killing his pharmacist, and looting his poison very good. His grandson... very good! Mo Guiyuan gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Tell Xiu Nu that you don't have to show mercy!" Xiu Nu and Wei Ting fought fiercely from the forest. The dead man pays the price of life, knows no pain, fearless, fights more and more bravely, until the last drop of blood is shed. Normal people can't do this, and their physical strength will be exhausted. It is a miracle that Wei Ting survived until now, but unfortunately, he stepped into a trap. The right foot was firmly stuck. Xiu Nu stabbed at his chest with a sword. Wei Ting sideways avoided, his purse was cut, and a rusty iron bell fell out. Xiu Nu looked at the iron bell and suddenly stopped. end of this chapter
