Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 369, Poisoning

Luoxia Village was only two or three hours away from Nan'an City on a fast horse, and soon the old Taoist slipped off his horse.

Really slipped off.

Because the old Taoist didn't know how to ride a horse, Qin Er took him all the way.He was an old bone, and was almost torn apart by the bumps.

When he got off the horse, he didn't care about the old bones that were about to fall apart, and rushed into the head of the Feng clan's house without hesitation.

"How? How's it going?" the old Taoist asked as soon as he entered the door.

He is also very annoyed that he does not work well when he divination, he has done countless divinations before, and the divinations all show that the master has no illness or disaster recently, why did he suddenly get poisoned?
Han Yan and Qin Er followed behind the old Taoist priest, but they were one step behind despite their vigorous skills.

Feng Qingluo in the room rushed out when she heard the movement, and was almost bumped by the old Taoist priest.

At first glance, what kind of sloppy old man is this!

In fact, the old Taoist just didn't like to take care of his gray beard. The clothes on his body were quite clean, and he would take time to take a shower every now and then, so he wasn't...too sloppy.

But his gray beard was blown by the wind, and got tangled together with the same gray hair. The weather has been quite hot in the past few days, and he loves to sweat. If he is in a hurry...well, the image is really not very good good.

Fortunately, Han Yan and Qin Er followed behind, seeing Feng Qingluo's frightened expression, he quickly explained.

"Patriarch, this is the Taoist leader who suppressed the poison for the prince."

No one knows what the old Taoist priest's last name is.

Qin Zhi, who didn't lose his memory, didn't know either.

I asked him, and he always said he forgot.

But everyone knows that he just doesn't want to say it. How can anyone really forget his last name?

Wen Yanfeng Qingluo withdrew her surprised expression, and only said anxiously: "Teacher Daoist has made a trip all the way, please follow me in."

The old Taoist looked Feng Qingluo up and down, and this was the first time he had seen the rumored little patriarch up close, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Those who win the Feng family win the world, but he still doesn't know what makes Feng's daughters different.

"It's easy to say, easy to say!" The old Taoist made a gesture of invitation and entered the room first.

Feng Qingluo followed closely behind.

Followed by Han Yan and Qin Er.

When the old Taoist entered the door and saw the lifeless master on the bed, even though he was mentally prepared, his expression changed.

He didn't dare to delay, so he hurried forward to check his pulse, but the result was the same as Bai Jingxing's diagnosis.

He was helpless against the poison in Qin Zhi's body.

"Daoist, is there no other way? Or, as before, suppress the toxin again?"

The old Taoist looked solemn, "The previous method of suppressing the toxin was too dangerous and caused too much damage to the body. It is best not to use it unless it is absolutely necessary."

Feng Qingluo felt a pain in her heart, her method was also dangerous, and she didn't dare to use it lightly.

"But it's strange to say that the master's body has always been not very good because of the poison that was forcibly suppressed back then, but now he is fine in all aspects except for the poison."

When he said this, the old Taoist glanced at Feng Qingluo, not letting go of the slightest expression on her face.

It's a pity that at this time, Feng Qingluo was only worried about Qin Zhi, and there was nothing else on her face except worry and anxiety.

She silently thought, if it doesn't work, try Long Batian's detoxification pills. It is also uncertain, and the ones produced in the space are more reliable than the ones outside.

Seeing that Feng Qingluo didn't answer, the old Taoist added: "Why do you think this is? Patriarch Feng?"

Feng Qingluo knew the reason in her heart, hesitated for a moment, but still shook her head, "I don't know, maybe it's because he has been practicing martial arts recently and his physique has improved.

These words... people can't refute.

(End of this chapter)