Doctor Concubine Covers the Sky: The Evil King's Demonic Poison Concubine

Chapter 53

Yao Nu was wondering what its owner was doing up the tree again, when Qian Ling took out a gleaming dagger, waved his hand, and a large branch fell down.

Jumping down, Qian Ling picked up the chopped branch and approached the poisonous mushroom cautiously.

The highly poisonous aura wafted in the air, and the closer he got, the uglier Qian Ling's face became.

One meter away from the poisonous mushroom, Qian Ling suddenly stopped, looked at the branch in his hand, the light flashed in his eyes, a sudden force in his hand, the fierce wind swept across, countless mushrooms were cut off, and flew out directly.

Then with a few swish swish swishes, the piece of poisonous mushroom was swept away.

After removing these obstacles, Qian Ling saw that the bottom of these poisonous mushrooms was covered with some fine branches, and some of them had fungus growing on them, and a rotten breath wafted out.

As a mercenary in his previous life, he had trained in those primitive jungles a lot.

Qian Ling didn't think too much, walked over and picked up those dead branches with bare hands, and threw them all aside.

None of these things are poisonous, the most poisonous ones are probably below.

"I see, master, I see."

Yao Nu was not lazy for a moment to observe the movement on Qian Ling's wrist, and after Qian Ling lifted a large piece of dead tree branches, it suddenly cried out.

"Which one is it?" Qian Ling looked calmer at the moment.

She had already guessed that the dysentery was under these things, but there were too many things growing under it, and she couldn't recognize which one she was looking for.

Yao Nu didn't know how to express it, so he simply slipped from Qian Ling's sleeve and hugged a piece of green grass. The grass was in the shape of an inverted triangle, about [-] centimeters high, and it was quite prominent in this piece of things.

Just as Yao Nucai hugged her, her body, which had just recovered a little color, began to turn black rapidly again. Qian Ling quickly picked her up and put her in the palm of his hand, "Aren't you afraid of being stretched to death?"

"It's delicious, it's delicious." The drug slave seemed to have more than enough to say.

Dysentery is a very rare poisonous weed, and there are not many people in Qing country who know this kind of poison. Medicine jars like Yaonu are as fond of dysentery as some people love pork belly.

Qian Ling shook his head helplessly, and continued to lift up those dead branches. More and more dysentery appeared in front of his eyes. It was colorless and odorless, but it had a special ability that made people gradually feel unwell.

Xiumei frowned slightly, and Qian Ling took out an antidote from his sleeve again and took it.

The chest immediately felt a lot more comfortable.

If ordinary people come to collect this kind of poison, if they are a little careless, it is not impossible to be poisoned to death if they don't get the medicine.

"How does the master plan to bring these things back?" Yao Nu stood on Qian Ling's shoulders, his dark body much ugly.

Such a huge amount, what if someone is poisoned to death on the way back?

"That's right, how do I take it back?" Qian Ling suddenly stopped his hands and began to think seriously.

With so many poisonous weeds, it might be too eye-catching if they are packed away. Moreover, although these things are colorless and odorless, they are extremely poisonous. What if everyone in the inn is poisoned to death by her?

"Master, haven't you thought about this problem?" Yao Nu looked at Qian Ling in disbelief.

Its wise, martial, clever and witty owner came here without even thinking about such an important question?

"It's natural to get to the bridge, so there's no need to plan ahead." Qian Ling gave it a look, and continued to lift the covered dead branches.

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