General, Madam Called You To Farm

After Su Xiaoxiao discovered Su Mo's footprints, she planned to enter the forest.

The pharmacy did a good job this time, and it didn't embarrass her, so she successfully got the gas mask, some for people and some for horses.

Wuhu saw that both goods had put on gas masks, but he was the only one who didn't.

This is very unhappy!

Su Xiaoxiao thought for a while: You fly higher and fly over by yourself.

Five Tigers: ...

Su Xiaoxiao rode his horse into the smoky miasma forest, and because it was night, Su Mo's trace was soon invisible.

The horse was wearing a gas mask, and the smell could not be smelled.

Fortunately, Su Xiaoxiao could find some traces of the mechanism being passed at every distance, either arrows or knives, and other things.

Su Xiaoxiao guessed that it was left behind by Su Mo's breakthrough, and the more in-depth this judgment is, the more certain it is.

Because she believed that, except Su Mo, no one could endure so many tricks in the Miasma Forest.

Halfway through, two voices came from not far behind.

Father, there seems to be someone ahead! Riding a horse!

Don't talk nonsense, where are there living people in the miasma forest?

I really saw it! Right there... eh? Gone?

Speak less! Hold your breath more! The medicine is running out!

It was Su Xiaoxiao's completely unfamiliar voice.

It might be someone from the imperial court, or it might be from the White Lotus Sect. Su Xiaoxiao didn't plan to go over and find out, it was more important to find Su Mo.

However, Lin Zi was almost finished, and there was no sign of Su Mo.

Are you looking in the wrong direction?

Or did Su Mo have already left?

At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly noticed a pool of blood on the ground with sharp eyes.

She rolled over and dismounted, took off her gloves, and dipped her fingertips in blood.

not done yet...

People are nearby!

Su Xiaoxiao stepped forward along the blood trail, and finally found Su Mo lying on the ground near the exit, unconscious.

Su Mo!

Su Xiaoxiao took off the gas mask on the saddle and walked over, putting it on for Su Mo first.

Su Mo was injured and poisoned.

I can't imagine that he is like this, and he can walk through the miasma forest all the way to this place without any assistance.

This big cousin does not seem to be as simple as it seems on the surface.

Su Xiaoxiao whistled.

The horse came over at a brisk pace.

Su Xiaoxiao carried Su Mo onto the horse and let him lie on the saddle.

She led the horse out of the miasma forest, and she found an open space to stop.

Although there is a miasma forest here, due to the relationship between the wind direction and wind speed, a thin miasma is blown over from time to time.

Su Xiaoxiao wanted to move forward, but Su Mo's injury couldn't wait.

She carried Su Mo off the horse and asked Su Mo to sit down against a big tree.

She took out the first aid kit from the cloth bag of the saddle, took off Su Mo's gas mask, fed Su Mo two small yellow pills for detoxification, and quickly put the gas mask on Su Mo.

Then came Su Mo's injury.

It can be seen that Su Mo's injuries are all caused by organs, mainly on the right arm and left leg, which is related to Su Mo's habit of making moves.

The injury on the right arm was new, and the left leg should be two days old. Su Mo took the medicine for golden sore and bandaged it randomly.

He was so hurt that he could still pass through the miasma forest. He was a ruthless man.

Su Xiaoxiao took out physiological saline and iodophor and began to clean up Su Mo's wound.

Fortunately, the wound is not long and does not need sutures.

When Su Xiaoxiao finished dealing with all the injuries on Su Mo's body, the people in the forest also stumbled out.

There are three people in total, the eldest is a middle-aged man, wearing sharp armor, holding a long sword in his hand.

The young man behind him was in his early twenties, also in armor.

The last one came out was a young boy, the boy was covered with a mask, and his figure was very thin.

The three of them exhausted their energy and fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

No, there is still a miasma!

The middle-aged man reminded and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose again.

The young man gasped: Dad, I can't hold back...

He took out the medicine bottle in his arms, pulled the cork and poured it into his palm, but not a single one came out.

The middle-aged man frowned: You've finished eating? Didn't I let you save some food? What should I do if there is still a miasma in the back?

After all, he thought that the efficacy of the medicine could not be wasted, and he quickly held his breath again.

I...I... The young man obviously didn't expect that he had eaten so much. He remembered that he had been holding his breath all the time, but he couldn't hold it until he took one and took a few breaths.

This medicine can resist miasma for a short time, but only for a short time, and the higher the frequency of breathing, the shorter the effect.

He turned to look at the boy beside him: How many did you eat?

The boy said, Two.

There was a hint of shock and jealousy in the young man's eyes.

He said angrily, Give me your medicine!

The boy didn't say anything, he took out the medicine bottle and planned to pour a few for him, but he grabbed the whole bottle, poured out two and threw them to the boy, ate one by himself, and put the rest back in his arms.

The boy silently collected the last two pills.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to see it.

Su Xiaoxiao watched this scene calmly, without any intention of meddling.

Five Tigers flew over, because it was going to fly very high, it was so tired that it was panting and lay motionless in Su Xiaoxiao's arms.

Su Xiaoxiao fed it a bird food: Go and stay in the tree.

The miasma blowing over could not reach the tops of the trees.

The five tigers, full of power again, fluttered their wings and flew up.

At this time, a group of three also noticed Su Xiaoxiao here.

The young man said: Dad, look! It's the ghost-faced man in the forest! And the ghost-faced horse! I read that right! Ah, why is it a girl?

He has never seen such a strange and somewhat gloomy mask, which can only be described as a ghost face.

The middle-aged man looked suspiciously at Su Xiaoxiao.

At the same time, he also noticed another ghost-faced man beside Su Xiaoxiao.

The man seemed to be in a coma, but this girl didn't show any signs of panic and fear, she was calm and calm like a little girl.

The young man said: Dad! They must be taught by the White Lotus! I will meet them!

After all, he strode towards Su Xiaoxiao with great strides.

He had just taken a pill and was not afraid of miasma for the time being.

He looked down at Su Xiaoxiao who was sitting under the big tree, and asked angrily, Stinky girl, are you from the White Lotus Cult?

Su Xiaoxiao was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The young man frowned and said, Hey, I'm talking to you! Are you deaf or dumb? Are you from the White Lotus Cult? If you don't talk, I'll assume you are!

On the big tree, the five tigers fluttered their wings and shouted: The fool is here! The fool is here! The fool is here!

The young man was shocked, took a few steps back, and looked up at the blue parrot on the tree: Little beast! Who are you scolding!

Five Tigers: Climb for Grandpa! Climb for Grandpa! Climb for Grandpa!

Furious, the young man took off the bow on his back, drew an arrow from the quiver on his back, and aimed it at the parrot on the top of the tree.

Su Xiaoxiao stood up decisively and kicked his chest.

He was kicked all over, and fell heavily to the ground.

When the middle-aged man saw this, his face sank, and he drew the bow and arrow to shoot at Su Xiaoxiao.

The young man quickly held his wrist: Dad! She is not from the White Lotus Sect!

Su Xiaoxiao looked over strangely: Leng Zhiruo?