Big Moon Ballad

"An songs?"

Li Jinniang looked at Ji Ange in horror, only to find that Ji Ange, who always loved cleanliness the most, didn't even blink an eyelid. She was holding a broken arrow in one hand and staring blankly at the bloody wound on Zhao Guang's back, "Bu!"

"well."

Li Jinniang woke up, picked up the prepared cloth and tied it up as a bandage.

Their outer shirts have been torn off, and the cloth has been torn off by the two of them from their inner shirts.

At the moment of life and death, no distinction between men and women is taken into consideration, everything comes first: saving lives.

But these cloths were still not clean, and Li Jinniang was very worried that they would contaminate Zhao Guang's wounds.But they had no other way. Due to the poisoning, Zhao Guang's wound could not heal on its own, and it was impossible to stop the bleeding without a cloth bandage.

Even when the wound was tied with a cloth, black blood continued to seep out.

"An songs……"

Li Jinniang's voice was filled with tears, but Ji Ange turned a deaf ear.

She could no longer hear anything, her whole body was highly nervous, her head was hot, and she had entered a strange state.

Not caring to wipe the black blood from her face, she used the same technique to pull out another broken arrow from Zhao Guang's shoulder.

The dripping blood dyed his hands red and black, and they were so slippery that he couldn't even hold the dagger.

Ji Ange watched with wide eyes as Li Jinniang wrapped up another wound. Her legs gave out and she fell to the ground.

She glanced at her hands, which were shaking after recovering from the stiff state.

Her body and face were all sticky, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her hands to wipe them away.

"An songs?"

Li Jinniang wrapped up her wound and turned around to see Ji Ange with blood on her face. She was startled and asked, "Are you okay?"

"What can I do?" Ji Ange focused on the unconscious Zhao Guang.

The arrow was pulled out, but no one knew whether their crude arrow pulling process was a life-saving or an emergency.

If it were an ordinary person, he would be dead by now.The only thing Ji Ange was lucky about was that Zhao Guang was a practitioner. Although he could not compare with Ying Baoyue and others, he could still be regarded as a mid-to-high-level practitioner, and his vitality was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

"Wipe your face quickly," Li Jinniang also sat down on the ground tiredly, and couldn't help but remind Ji Ange, "That blood is poisonous!"

Ji Ange then remembered, raised his sleeves and wiped them randomly, his face burning with pain.

Xirong was short of water. At this time, she couldn't even use clean water to wash it.

"I just asked Gui Li to find water," Li Jinniang couldn't bear to look at Ji Ange's face. If this continued, this beautiful face would be at risk of being disfigured.

“If we can’t find water again, we will all die of thirst.”

As an injured person, Zhao Guang's lips were chapped and he needed water even more.

Ji Ange struggled to support his sore body, "If Ali can't find it, I'll look for him later."

"You'd better rest," Li Jinniang looked at the exhausted Ji Ange and said unbearably, "I'll go later."

"If you fall, who will take care of him?"

Li Jinniang nuzzled towards Zhao Guangnu.

Ji Ange fell silent and looked at the arrow pulled out from Zhao Guang's side.

If it was an ordinary arrow wound, it would have started to heal long ago given the practitioner's physique. However, Zhao Guang's wound not only did not heal but also continued to fester, which showed how powerful the poison was.

The arrow was pulled out, but the poison had spread throughout Zhao Guang's body. Coupled with the contamination of the wound, no one knew whether Zhao Guang could survive today.

"This poison... what exactly is it?"

Li Jinniang grabbed the arrow and looked at it carefully. Looking at the shiny black arrowhead, her heart suddenly felt cold.

The poison that can be quenched on arrowheads by Zen monastery disciples must be very powerful. Maybe it was originally a poison that sealed the throat when it saw blood, but it only slowed down when it encountered practitioners.

"If there is an antidote..." "If Her Royal Highness is here, she will definitely be able to prepare an antidote..."

Li Jinniang murmured, and Ji Ange had no intention of stopping her.Ying Baoyue was like a god in their hearts. Compared with her, they were really weak and useless.

"Wait, you said the antidote?"

At this time, Ji Ange suddenly became excited, as if he remembered something.

"What's wrong? What are you looking for?"

Li Jinniang turned her head and saw that singer Ji An was hurriedly looking for something on her body.

Singer Ji An's fingers trembled so much that she tore off all the belts, and then tugged at the most intimate hidden pocket, only to find that the thing was tied tightly around her neck.

Li Jinniang watched Ji Ange search around and pulled out two small, smooth bamboo cans from her neck.

"An Ge, this is..."

"My sister left it to me," Ji Ange looked at the small bamboo jar, breathing rapidly, "She said it could save lives in times of danger."

When Ying Baoyue asked them to stay, when Ji Ange reluctantly went to say goodbye, Ying Baoyue held her hand and stuffed the two bamboo jars into her palms.

Li Jinniang was stunned and grabbed her, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Ji Ange didn't speak, sweating profusely as she untied the knot around her neck. She was so panicked before that she actually forgot the existence of these two bamboo cans.

Li Jinniang picked up one of the black bamboo jars and was about to open it, but she found a word "poison" engraved on the bamboo jar.

She was so frightened that she almost threw it away, "Is this poison?"

Ji Ange hadn't looked at it carefully before, so he picked up another lighter-colored bamboo jar, which also had the word "medicine" engraved on it.

"What do you mean?"

"One is poison, the other is medicine, or what?"

Li Jinniang frowned, these two words together were "poison".

Ying Baoyue gave the bamboo jar to Ji Ange so that she could protect herself. Ji Ange had no fighting ability and poison was the best weapon. It can be said that this was considered very thoughtfully.

But whether the other bamboo jar contains good detoxification medicine remains to be discussed.

Ji Ange opened the bamboo jar with "medicine" written on it, hesitated for a moment, and was about to pour it into her palm when Li Jinniang grabbed her hand.

"Wait! What if it's all poison?"

What Ying Baoyue concocted must be very powerful.

"You have to try it to know."

Ji Ange's face was as dark as water, and he poured the powder into the palm of his hand regardless of the obstruction.

The smell of medicine hit my nose, but nothing happened.

Ji Ange dipped a little with his fingertips and applied it to his face.

Li Jinniang took a breath, her face was as important as life to a woman, but Ji Ange used her own face to test the medicine?
She didn't dare to speak and watched Ji Ange's reaction with bated breath.

After a moment, Ji Ange breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is medicine, medicine that can detoxify."

It turned out that Ying Baoyue gave her a jar of poison and a jar of antidote before leaving.

Even at this time, the woman was still protecting them.

"Quick, try it."

Li Jinniang quickly untied the bandage on Zhao Guang's body, and Ji Ange carefully sprinkled the powder on Zhao Guang's wound little by little.

Seeing that the powder was about to be poured out, Li Jinniang hesitated.

"Ange, do you want to keep some for yourself?"