General, Madam Called You To Farm

The black-robed pharmacist couldn't believe it was true until he died.

He was famous all his life, and he practiced countless poisons, but in the end he was planted in the hands of an unknown little girl.

He was not reconciled.

He hasn't figured out what kind of poison this girl has used on him, why is it more powerful than his poison?

He stared at Su Xiaoxiao stubbornly, as if he wanted to remember this face in his mind and bring it into reincarnation, even if he was a ghost.

Su Xiaoxiao was not afraid at all, and looked at him calmly until he died of anger.

Su Xiaoxiao withdrew the dagger and opened his shirt to take a look: He's also wearing a heart armor.

Fortunately, Wu Anjun's dagger was sharp enough.

Su Xiaoxiao wiped the dagger clean and put it back into the scabbard.

The five tigers on the branches covered their eyes with their wings.

Erwuzai 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 parrot widened the bird's eyes for a second, stared fiercely at the black-robed pharmacist in the pool of blood, and gave him an abyss stare from the bird king (not).

Next, Su Xiaoxiao went to the yard of the black-robed pharmacist.

She is a doctor, and there is not much research on toxicology, especially the various poisons of this dynasty, she has hardly seen it.

She found a lot of poisons in the yard, most of which have antidote, and some have not yet developed an antidote.

In addition, she also saw some poisons that were being tortured. They died and were injured. It seems that it depends on luck to make powerful poisons.

Su Xiaoxiao fed them the antidote and let them go.

It is also a scourge for these poisons to remain in the White Lotus Sect. It is a pity that they are destroyed, and they may come in handy in the future.

Su Xiaoxiao packed the poison.

Finally, Su Xiaoxiao found his entanglements and personal belongings in the black-robed pharmacist's cabinet.

There is not much money, but there is a stack of banknotes, but unfortunately it is a banknote from the Western Jin Dynasty, which cannot be used in Da Zhou.

Huh? What is this?

Su Xiaoxiao found a booklet under the bank note.

It is the manuscript of the black-robed pharmacist, which contains no less than a hundred kinds of poisonous herbs, as well as his unique poison technique.

Su Xiaoxiao flipped through the booklet and realized what kind of big man he had killed.

This guy...is it so powerful?

To be seen by Mo Guiyuan, he did have two brushes. If he hadn't had a pharmacy, it would have been difficult to kill him so easily.

It belongs to the old master who was beaten to death by random fists.

After half an hour.

Su Xiaoxiao went to reconcile with the old marquis with a large and small bag.

Yu Chixiu was also there.

He was about to go to look for Su Xiaoxiao, but as soon as he saw her fleeing, he couldn't help frowning: What are you doing?

Oh, picked up something, take it.

Su Xiaoxiao threw the burden to him.

Mentioning this, Su Xiaoxiao got angry.

Su Xiaoxiao planned to put poison in the pharmacy, but the pharmacy wouldn't let her in.

She wondered if her relationship with the pharmacy had been harmonious from time to time recently?

What kind of temper is this?

Could it be that gold can enter, but poison cannot?

No, Su Xiaoxiao had to pack the poison and carry it back.

Exhausted her.

Yu Chixiu thought she was going to pick up gold again, opened the bag and looked at it, and jumped three times in fright: I'm going! What are you picking up! Picking up so many poisons!

Although Yu Chixiu was a killer, he also had some research on poisons, but he was not as proficient as a pharmacist.

The black blind man also smelled the odor that made it painful. He took a few steps back with his son in his arms, and roared at the burden.

The old man looked at Su Xiaoxiao worriedly: Are you not injured?

No. Su Xiaoxiao shook her head.

The old man said again: That Western Jin pharmacist...

Su Xiaoxiao said calmly, Dead.

The old man was shocked.

In the past, he only knew that this little grandniece who grew up in the countryside had good medical skills, but obviously, medical skills alone could not kill the Western Jin pharmacist.

Tonight, the little girl brought her too many surprises.

Hundred Steps Piercing Yang's archery skills, neat skills, calm and wise mind, invincible courage...

She has all the excellent qualities of a doorkeeper, and this is the real doorkeeper girl.

If she is a boy...

Thinking of this, the old man felt a little regretful.

At the same time, I also feel distressed for the little girl. Talent is innate, but no matter how good iron is, it needs to be tempered to become steel.

She... suffered a lot.

In the most secret courtyard in 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: Sect Master, is it okay to let him go like this? Will he rush to tip off the young sect master?

Mo Guiyuan smiled lightly and said, It doesn't matter if he goes, even if he joins, he still can't beat Xiu Nu.

Wei Ting and Yuchixiu are still young, and their martial arts level is not as good as that of Xiu slaves. It will be hard to say in a few years. Especially Wei Ting, his talent is higher than that of dead warriors. superior.

But right now, he is not Xiu Nu's opponent.

The Marquis of Zhenbei is also there. Zhang Feng said.

Mo Guiyuan said arbitrarily: The pharmacist has already set his sights on the Duke of Zhenbei, and he will not let the Duke of Zhenbei have the opportunity to approach Xiu Nu.

In fact, the first person the pharmacist looked at was Wei Ting.

But Wei Ting is Mo Guiyuan's grandson, and he can't move until Mo Guiyuan completely abandons this grandson.

Zhang Feng said with relief: The pharmacist is also there, so it's foolproof.

Mo Guiyuan said firmly: Everything... is under the control of this seat.

As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple rushed over and bowed to Mo Guiyuan: Sect Master! Something happened!

Mo Guiyuan held the wine glass, and said slowly: Did Xiu Nu hurt someone? Go and tell Xiu Nu, you can teach me a lesson, but don't cause people to die.

The degree of this lesson is actually somewhat intriguing.

A beating is a lesson, a loss of an arm is a lesson, and even a half-disability can be a lesson.

The disciple panicked: No, it's not Xiu Nu's side...

Mo Guiyuan smiled casually and said, That's why the pharmacist arrested the Duke of Zhenbei? The court has come to ask for someone, and this seat has its own explanation.

The disciple bowed his head and said: It's also...not the Marquis of Zhenbei...it's the pharmacist! The pharmacist has an accident! 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 poison, and he is the second master besides Xiunu. Who can kill him?

Zhenbeihou?

impossible!

Yu Chi Xiu is even more impossible!

The disciple said in a cold voice, You don't dare to lie...

Mo Guiyuan and Zhang Feng saw the body of the Western Jin pharmacist in the woods.

He fell in a pool of blood, less than three feet away from his courtyard.

His right hand was shot through, and the knife in his heart was instantly killed.

There was no sign of too much fighting at the scene, even Xiu Nu couldn't kill him without fighting.

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 about...

Zhang Feng came out of the yard and cupped his hands: Sect Master, the pharmacist's yard has also been looted.

Mo Guiyuan's face turned completely dark.

Stealing his vault, killing his pharmacist, and looting his poison—

very good.

His grandson... very good!

Mo Guiyuan gritted his teeth and said coldly, Tell Xiu Nu, don't be merciful!

Xiu Nu and Wei Ting fought hard from the woods.

The dead are at the cost of wasting their lives. They don't know pain, they are fearless, they fight more and more bravely, until the last drop of blood is exhausted.

Normal people can't do this, and their physical strength will be exhausted.

It is a miracle that Wei Ting has survived until now, but unfortunately, he stepped on the trap with one foot.

Right foot is stuck.

Xiu Nu stabbed his chest with a sword.

Wei Ting avoided his waist, his purse was cut, and a rusty iron bell fell out.

Xiu Nu looked at the iron bell and suddenly stopped.