Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself

"father!"

The poisonous hand medicine king's hand was extremely strong and rough, as if he didn't care about Ping Yi's feelings at all. Ping Yi was dizzy, especially when the Poison Hand Medicine King threw him to the ground with the last blow. I have been so frightened for the past few days that I can't sleep day and night. I don't eat or drink well, and my physical condition has already deteriorated to the extreme. It's all relying on the movement of true energy to hold on.

The Poison Hand Medicine King threw him to the ground for the last time, and he spat it out without holding back a mouthful.

Just because I didn't eat anything, all I vomited out was sour water.

The Poison Hand Medicine King looked at his husband who had lost a lot of weight, sighed deeply, and helped him up again: "I asked around and said that you have left. I originally wanted to chase you, but then I heard that After thinking for a while, I thought you were still in the Quanzhen Sect, so I turned back. You are indeed here. But why are you dressed like this? Are you planning to steal something? "

Ping Yiyi spit out his fingers for a while, remained silent for a while, and then said everything he wanted to do. The Poison Hand Medicine King shook his head as he listened.

"I won't talk about you anymore. It's best not to do this thing of repaying kindness with vengeance. In addition, the Quanzhen Sect does have another treasure, but that treasure was used more than ten years ago, and that treasure The precious medicine is of no use. You went to the doctor because of your illness. But it’s not your fault, and you didn’t mean it. When I came back this time, I have brought the medicine and people back. Please take me to see him quickly. She might be saved."

While the two were talking, fierce roars erupted from the Quanzhen Cult.

Then fire suddenly came from the direction of the main hall.

The blazing fire is like a rising red sun.

Started to quickly light up all the buildings of the Quanzhen Sect.

Ping pointed a finger and both of them froze on the spot.

He looked at what was happening in front of him in disbelief.

But then, Ping Yizhi's face turned pale.

Then, he quickly ran towards the hall not far away.

The Poison Hand Medicine King was about to reach out to catch him, but then he seemed to have thought of something and ran away. The two people quickly passed into the hall that had been ignited. The smoke was billowing, the flames were wanton, and the deadly breath was drifting in the wind. In the blink of an eye, the two people rushed into the room that had been burned by the smoke. The wrapped room.

Without saying any more nonsense, he looked at his wife, who was still dying but not completely dead, and breathed a sigh of relief. Then the man who was pinching his wife hugged him and ran out. The poisonous hand medicine king kept waving his hands and firing silver needles, knocking away the broken tiles and wood falling from the sky, and then he clung to the two of them, protecting them and running out.

By the time they ran out of the hall with dark faces, half of the Quanzhen Sect's buildings had been completely engulfed in flames.

Regardless of the fact that most of Quanzhen Sect's buildings are made of wood.

To be able to burn such a huge flame in such a short period of time, and also in the season when the rain is the most abundant, there is only one possibility - someone deliberately set the fire. The Poison Hand Medicine King rubbed it hard on the ground, and finally put his fingers in front of his nostrils and breathed continuously, and a faint fishy smell rushed into his nostrils. Along with this fishy smell, a spreading shock returned to his nostrils. The poisonous hand medicine king's face became extremely ugly.

This is wine!

Although the taste is very light, it really should be rice wine. Rice wine with water added!

Someone deliberately spread rice wine among the Quanzhen Sect and then ignited it with just a little flame.

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Let's leave here first."

The two of them were going in the same direction.

An old man with white beard and hair suddenly jumped out from the flames in the distance. Behind him were seventeen or eight equally disgraced stewards and elders.

The two groups faced each other and were stunned for a moment.

The poisonous hand medicine king rolled his eyes and shouted: "The Mongols set the fire, it was the Mongols who set the fire!" When the poisonous hand medicine king shouted this, everyone in the Quanzhen religion was stunned again.

It turned out that there was a fire on the mountain, and I felt angry in my heart.

Now I suddenly heard that the fire was set by the Mongols, and everyone's eyes became sharp.

However, the old man walking at the front did not believe blindly.

Instead, he took a step forward and waved his sleeves.

A strong wind hit, and the flames nearby were immediately blown out, "Who are you, and why are you here?"

This place is where the internal wing is located.

It is no exaggeration to say that ordinary people cannot reach here at all.

Now, there are three people here.

How could it not be suspicious?

"Taoist Qiu." Poison Hand Medicine King suddenly took a few steps forward in surprise, and finally held the old man's hand.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously tried to pull his hand back, but he could clearly see the gray-faced old guy, and he laughed out loud: "Why are you so embarrassed?"

The King of Poison Hand Medicine sighed: "My husband is obsessed with thinking that you have hidden something for him to use, so he planned to come back to steal it. I bumped into him and grabbed him. I was about to take him away, but the fire started for no reason. The flames should have been set by those Mongolians. Those Mongolians wanted to steal your things, but after my husband interrupted them, they might have jumped over the wall and set fire."

After the poisonous hand medicine king finished speaking, he found a trace of indifference flashing in the eyes of the old man in front of him.

An idea flashed in his head, and he whispered incredulously: "Why, did you set this fire yourself?"

Qiu Chuji shook his head gently, but blinked his eyelids heavily, "Forget it, this is not a place to talk. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. The fire is too strong and there is no use rushing in. Leave here first." If something happens, let’s talk about it here.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people once again emerged from the flames in the distance.

There were men and women, and there were even dancers who covered their body parts only with gold jewelry.

All of them looked disgraced and miserable.

There were many burns all over his body.

The man walking in the front was none other than Mongolian prince Huodu. Youdao's enemies were extremely jealous when they met. As soon as Huo Dou appeared, the flames of hatred immediately appeared in his eyes.

"As expected, it's you! Is this how you Han people treat guests? As a guest, you first sent people to attack me, and then sent people to set fire to my residence? Do you want to burn me alive?" While he was talking, he kept tapping his fingers wildly on his body. The naked eye could see that on the exposed skin of his left arm, in addition to burns, there was also a large black mark, which was obviously poisoning. (End of chapter)