The reborn medical concubine is not easy to mess with

The words of the Master of the Qing Hall were categorical and decisive, and every word was like thunder. Like a flood, the waves were surging, and the torrential river was endless, as if waves of ripples were splashing on the calm, majestic and ups and downs of the sea, all of which engulfed everyone's hearts. pulse.

Seeing the serious look of Hall Master Qing, everyone focused their attention on Zheng Minghui. They looked back at Hall Master Qing inquiringly and questioned: "This is just a yellow-haired girl. How could she have such great abilities? Destroy our plan to teach. …”

As soon as these remarks were made, Qingtang Master was so angry that he vomited blood. Even though he said this, no one believed him.

With a "poof", the Qing Hall Master spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell into endless darkness and fell unconscious.

When everyone saw this, their eyes were fixed on Hall Master Qing. Hall Master Mu stepped forward, examined Hall Master Qing, and took out a needle as thin as an ox hair from his body. His voice was faintly heard: " The thing that hurt Hall Master Qing is this silver needle!"

"The silver needle of Hall Master Mu is as thin as a cow's hair, how could it hurt Hall Master Qing so easily!"

Recalling the conflict between Hall Master Qingcai and Zheng Minghui, everyone's eyes were focused on her, and she did not shy away from it and said bluntly: "I hurt him!"

"This silver needle is very similar to the disciple who was seriously injured in the Huashan Sect before!"

This sound came from the crowd, and everyone suddenly realized and asked: "What the Qing Hall Master said is true, you are the yellow-haired girl who has repeatedly ruined our plans in the past six months!"

As soon as she finished her remarks, Zheng Minghui could clearly sense the hostility in the glances directed at her nearby: "Yes!"

Without flinching or afraid, she directly met their gazes. She had never been a timid person. If she was really that timid, she would not give Huashan any advice to send them to avoid the night attack of the Blood Yin Sect.

"Hand over the antidote for the Heart-Eating Grass! Otherwise we will never spare you!" Wei Tuozi glanced at Zheng Minghui with his sharp eyes and said angrily.

God knows how much he has hated the people who caused harm to them and hurt their disciples in the past six months. Now that he has witnessed it with his own eyes, how can he suppress the resentment in his heart.

"Heart-Eating Grass?"

Zheng Minghui murmured to herself, on the Ice and Snow Mountain, the old man Yan Ci also sought my master to detoxify the poison of the Heart-Eating Grass. It was just the Heart-Eating Grass. It was extremely rare. How could they be poisoned...

"Are you pretending to be stupid? It was you who poisoned me, and you still don't know?"

Hearing Wei Tuozi's remarks, Zheng Minghui fell into deep thought, "Did I poison you?" How come I don't know?

"You want the antidote for the Heart-Eating Grass? Then take me to check out those of you who have the Heart-Eating Grass..." Zheng Minghui looked at Wei Tuozi without avoiding the sound that came into her ears in small tones.

After hearing Zheng Minghui's remarks, everyone looked at each other and finally focused on Yan Ci, waiting for him to speak.

"Take her!" Yan Ci's voice reached everyone's ears.

Finally, everyone led Zheng Minghui into one of the rooms. As soon as he stepped into the room, a pungent smell hit his face. He pinched his neck, looked around the room, and finally landed on the person lying on the bed. On the pale and weak face: "That's him?"

"Correct!"

After finishing speaking, Zheng Minghui walked to the man and stretched out her hand to check him. The man's face was pale and the corners of his mouth were twitching. This did not look like he was poisoned by the Heart-Eating Grass at all, but was caused by Manshu Yin.

This Manshu induces an extremely rare and highly poisonous species. How could Master have such a small plant in his hands...

Thinking deeply about this, Zheng Minghui withdrew her hand, her gaze fell on Yan Ci like a torch, and explained word by word: "He was not poisoned by the heart-eating grass, he was poisoned by the strange poison of the rivers and lakes, Manshu Yin!"

"..."

As soon as these remarks fell into the ears of everyone, everyone's expressions were similar, and they all focused on Zheng Minghui.

"I want to understand, who diagnosed him as having been infected by the Heart-Eating Grass?" Zheng Minghui asked regardless of other people's gazes.

"It's a young girl..." Wei Tuozi spoke eloquently, telling everything that had happened before.

After hearing Wei Tuozi's remarks, Zheng Minghui calmed down, her eyes fell on the rice paper beside her like a torch, and she immediately drew a portrait.

When the portrait was displayed in front of them, Zheng Minghui's voice came into their ears: "But her?"

"Correct!"

"It's her, yes!"

After receiving the confirmation, Zheng Minghui's eyes flashed with complicated emotions: "It is indeed her!"

Pei Fuling, you traitor who betrayed our master.

"..."

Xiang Ruye's eyes were locked on Zheng Minghui, and her mind was filled with thoughts about how many secrets she had.

"Her purpose of poisoning should not be simple!" Zheng Minghui murmured and counted with her fingers, then ran out of the wing and looked up to the southeast: "Tonight your Blood Yin Church is going to have a big disaster!"

The voice was neither loud nor quiet, enough for everyone to hear clearly.

"Girl, what do you mean by these remarks? Do you know something?"

Yan Ci's eyes fell on Zheng Minghui like a torch, and he asked word by word.

"If you listen to me, then before sunset, temporarily evacuate the Blood Yin Sect and take shelter. If you don't believe it, you won't see the sun tomorrow!" Zheng Minghui went straight to the topic without further explanation.

"This is our chief helm. How can we leave? I advise you, girl, not to confuse the public with alarmist talk!"

Hall Master Mu sneered, his nostrils turned upward, not trusting Zheng Minghui's words at all.

He didn't believe it, even if he said it was "everything from the sky", someone would break through the many barriers in Phoenix Mountain and break into the Blood Yin Sect.

"After sunset, there will be a large number of people climbing up from the cliff on the west side..." Zheng Minghui's voice came into my ears in a thin voice.

"West cliff?"

Yan Ci focused his eyes on Zheng Minghui, not knowing why: "The cliff to the west is so deep that it is difficult to climb up. If you are not careful, you may lose your body. Who would take such a big risk? Where did you come from?" Climb up!"

There was great confusion and confusion in his voice. The cliff was full of dangers and it was hard to predict. He really didn't believe that someone would climb up from somewhere and attack them at night.

"If you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do about it. That's all I'm saying. You can make your own decision!" Zheng Minghui pushed her away from these trivial matters.

Xiang Ruye focused her eyes on Zheng Minghui, and then said: "Master, junior sister will not say such things for nothing. We need to make more preparations to prevent someone from taking advantage of the steep terrain of the cliff on the west to climb up and surround us!"

When these remarks fell into Yan Ci's ears, he immediately fell into deep thought. He frowned, raised his head to look at Xiang Ruye, and said word by word: "Let the cliff to the west be strictly guarded and no one will be allowed to do it tonight." People climb up from the cliff, otherwise they will be severely punished!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"