Swire Overlord

Chapter 251 Tired
Time was running out and everyone was nervous. Zhao Yufan was in a relatively relaxed mood because he knew the results of his research, but those who didn't know the results of the research were greatly tortured, especially the group of warriors who were infected with the disease.

In the torment, everyone pinned their hopes on Zhao Yufan, as if he had become the only hope.

The plague of the common people has been eradicated, nearly half a million people in the entire snowy area have been saved by Zhao Yufan, and this is not the whole number.

The lack of medicinal materials led to a decrease in the number of elixir, but fortunately, the great emperor Tang Yang continuously supplied a large amount of supplies, and finally the people were relieved, but the people who were relieved were not happy because of this, because the warriors who protected their safety and guarded their homes and Soldiers are still suffering from the plague.

At this time, no matter whether they are rich or poor, they will lend a helping hand and help their fellow citizens as much as possible.

In sunny weather, there are always some dark places, and the black room where Zhao Yufan lives is always in darkness.He hasn't seen the sun for several days, it's not that he doesn't want to go out, but he can't go out, because the plague in his body has started to worsen, his body has become weak, and he often has hallucinations, which not only makes it difficult for him to concoct alchemy, but also makes him When researching the pill, he fell into endless pain.

The toxin of the plague spread in his body, which prevented him from studying the toxin wholeheartedly. At the same time, he could not go out to enjoy the sunshine. If he appeared in front of everyone in this state, it would undoubtedly destroy their last hope.

"endure!"

Zhao Yufan only had two words in his mind.

At noon on this day, Zhao Yufan was lying on the cot, his eyes were almost squeezed together, and he looked painful.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" He asked weakly, his expression became resolute, he sat up from the bed suddenly, and just after he let out his breath, he fell on the bed weakly, "Is there something wrong?"

Outside the black room, the general sensed that something was wrong, and his expression became extremely ugly. He looked at Chu Ming and the others who had just returned, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.In desperation, he could only turn his eyes to the iron door of the black house again, and said, "Master Sword Demon, the little princes are back."

Hearing this, Zhao Yufan's eyes brightened, he hesitated a little, and said in a low voice, "General, come in by yourself."

An inexplicable sense of fear arose spontaneously, the general slowly opened the door, and the weak sunlight poured into the room, and a young man was lying on the dark bed.Seeing such a scene, the general's heart twitched in shock. The sword demon in front of him was as thin as a stick, and the room was filled with a pungent smell of medicinal herbs.

After walking a few steps, the general came in front of Zhao Yufan, grabbed his hand, and asked nervously, "Master Sword Demon, are you alright?"

Zhao Yufan's voice was hoarse, and he said weakly: "It's okay, Chu Ming and the others should have brought back some things, please bring them in for me. Also, don't let them in."

"This..." The general hesitated. The sword demon's physical condition is very bad. If he deliberately conceals it, it will be tantamount to harming the sword demon. If he informs Chu Ming and the prince now, he may be saved. "I, how can I bear to watch Master, you..."

Zhao Yufan waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "If everyone outside knew about my situation, there would definitely be chaos. Now that the plague has just been brought under control, if there is any trouble, the consequences will be disastrous."

Seeing that the sword demon had made up his mind, the general gritted his teeth and walked away.

Chu Ming and the others did meet Zhao Yufan, but the general tried his best to prevent him from entering. Even if Chu Ming ordered the general as a prince, the general would not obey.In the end, Chu Ming and the others had no choice but to give up, but they were very disturbed and even felt something.

With Zhao Yufan's character, if he had nothing to do, he would definitely meet everyone, but now that he doesn't see everyone, something must have happened.

After the general entered the dark room again, Chu Ming and the others also began to think of ways to get closer to the dark room.

In the dark room, the general put the things Chu Ming and the others handed over to Zhao Yufan on the table.

There was a phantom in front of Zhao Yufan's eyes. He couldn't see what was on the table at all. He rubbed his eyes helplessly. He observed carefully, but he still couldn't see clearly.

The general seemed to have discovered something, and hurriedly brought each item to Zhao Yufan, asking him to explain carefully, and sometimes he would tell the name and purpose of the item.

Gradually, Zhao Yufan's eyes became brighter and brighter, and when he finished looking at the last item, he finally smiled, "Hey..."

These items are basically herbs. Maybe others can't see what these herbs represent, but Zhao Yufan knows very well that these herbs are the source of the plague. With these things, he may be able to refine the antidote tonight.

Suddenly, the iron door was kicked open, and the bright sunlight shone in, causing Zhao Yufan to close his eyes.

Han Bingyue and the others outside the door looked dull, looking at Zhao Yufan lying on the bed, their minds went blank, and they didn't speak for a long time.

"Your uncle! What's the matter with you?"

Chu Ming's body trembled, and the words in his mouth trembled: "You, are you okay?"

Han Bingyue threw herself down in front of Zhao Yufan, grasping Zhao Yufan's clothes with her white and tender hands, a chill radiated from her whole body, her eyes were full of horror, "You, get up."

The moment everyone saw Zhao Yufan lying on the bed, their hearts instantly turned cold. They had only walked for a few days, how could Zhao Yufan collapse.

"Everyone, I'm not dead."

Zhao Yufan's weak voice sounded, the tone was a little moved, but more helpless.

Tie Yunshan strode forward, squatted on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "It's fine if you're not dead, let's go, let's go to the doctor!"

After waving his hands, Zhao Yufan closed his eyes, and said solemnly, "I want to develop an antidote elixir. If I have time to see a doctor, you should leave quickly, and be careful not to get infected."

Everyone's expressions turned livid in an instant. What time is this? This guy is still thinking about developing an antidote. Does he not know that he is about to die?

At this time, a soldier ran in from the door and said in a panic: "General, it's not good, the warriors infected with the plague are leaving here, and we are about to be unable to stop them."

Hearing this, everyone turned pale with shock.If the warriors infected with the plague leave the basin, they will bring the plague to other places, causing more people to be infected with the plague.

"Why are they leaving?" the general asked angrily.

The soldier looked at a few people, smiled wryly, and said, "Everyone knows that Shao Daomo is dying, and I feel hopeless, so I have to leave."

"Who told them that Master Sword Demon is dying?" the general roared angrily. He originally wanted to say "Master Sword Demon is here well", but looking at the current situation of Sword Demon, he could only say what he said later. Swallowed it back.

"The voices of the young masters were a bit loud just now."

The soldier said something submissively.

Chu Ming and the general looked at each other and walked out, and the others also left one after another.In the room, only Han Bingyue and Zhao Yufan were left.

(End of this chapter)