Poisonous mad concubine, this prince is too wife and slave

Chapter 804 I'll Wait, I Can't Go Back

Seeing that Wu Rong frowned almost instantly, he said, "Master, you can punish me alone, but there are so many brothers, you..."

"This is not a punishment, this is my decision."

Ouyang Ziyu opened his mouth coldly, looking at the gradually desolate Lancheng, full of smoky air, and then looking at the empty streets, he lowered his eyes, and then slowly said: "All revenge ends here, this is My own decision has been clearly explained to the two protectors, if you have any doubts, please go back and ask again."

"But now, after so many things have happened in the world, probably no one will destroy other people's homes in the future, and besides, I am tired, so let's stop here."

Listening to his every word, although the surrounding people were still puzzled, they understood the general idea a little bit. After looking at each other for a while, they all left in a flash.

After a while, there were only a few people left, and Wu Rong said: "Master, these seven or eight brothers have all been poisoned by blood, and they decided not to go back, otherwise if the blood plague is brought back to the Wuzhong Pavilion... "

"Let's go back together."

Ouyang Ziyu opened his mouth slowly, then tiptoed, and jumped in front of those people.

Everyone knelt down.

"Master, I can't wait to go back!"

"Yes, most of those who were injured left because of the poisonous weapon. Although we were not injured by the poisonous weapon, we were also injured here. Now that the blood poison has penetrated into the bone marrow after fighting, I am afraid It won't last for a few days."

"Rather than go back and infect the poison, it's better to stay here and ask the master to fulfill..."

"I hope the master will be perfect!"

"..."

Listening to their every word, Ouyang Ziyu sighed, but walked up to them step by step, gently tore off the white gauze on his hand, and when the wound that was not closed was pulled, it flowed out again. traces of blood.

He was silent, but he just said plainly, "You seven, who is going to find a cup?"

Everyone was puzzled, but it was Wu Rong who rushed into the next room and looked around before finding a small bowl.

"My lord, what are you doing with this?"

Ouyang Ziyu didn't say a word, took the bowl and squeezed the blood into it. For a moment, everyone turned pale with shock.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Stop it, it's hurting!"

"..."

Everyone was impatient, but Ouyang Ziyu squeezed a little and then withdrew his hand, "One drop per person, if the poison can be cured, let's all go back, and don't come out in the future."

Everyone frowned tightly, "Master..."

He didn't say a word, he just quickly put the small bowl in the hand of one person. Although the person was puzzled, after seeing the little blood in the bowl, he finally gave it to another person with a little sigh.

The man stretched out his hand to take it, and still only squinted a little before passing it to another...

It was Wu Rong who whispered, "Master, what is this?"

"It's too tiring to explain. In short, you only need to know that my blood can just detoxify blood."

Wu Rong lowered his eyes, "Yes..."

When he was the last one, he suddenly said, "Master, there is still a lot of blood left, subordinate..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Rong said coldly, "Of course I drank it all. Do you want to throw it away? Don't waste it, you?"

The man lowered his head, said "yes", then closed his eyes tightly and drank.

After seeing that everyone had finished drinking, Ouyang Ziyu looked at them quietly for a while, and after seeing that they hadn't moved for a long time, he couldn't help but asked with a little doubt, "How do you feel?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and then all shook their heads.

Ouyang Ziyu was silent, and suddenly felt something was wrong, remembering that after Yueying drank his blood, he reacted in a short while, why did these people not respond for a long time?

Just as he was thinking, the last drinker suddenly squatted on the ground, not only blushing, but also spit out a big mouthful of blood.

Everyone was shocked, but he stood up suddenly, with a very surprised expression on his face.

Looking at Ouyang Ziyu, he said, "Master, this subordinate seems to have recovered..."

At this moment, his body is light and full of strength, if it is not healed, he really cannot understand.

But the last thing he drank was healed, why didn't the one who drank earlier than him respond?

At this moment, Ouyang Ziyu was puzzled.

Suddenly thought of something, he frowned suddenly, could it be that they all drank too little?

Can a drop or two of blood not cure the poison?
If this is the case, wouldn't he want a big bowl of blood for all these people?

And several people around probably also figured it out, so they all looked at Ouyang Ziyu in an instant.

"Master, the subordinates are fine."

"Yes, master, there is no need for blood, we are fine..."

"..."

Listening to their words, it was Ouyang Ziyu who stepped forward and snatched the bowl, and then cut a wound on his hand again. In an instant, everyone turned pale with shock.

"master!"

He frowned, "Don't worry and thank you. After returning, let everyone stay on the island honestly. I am very pleased that you can listen to what I say."

During the speech, his face gradually turned pale, and under the self-blaming and guilty eyes of everyone, he put a bowl of blood in Wu Rong's hand.

He frowned, pulled off the corner of his clothes and bandaged his palms, and then said: "Leave after drinking, I want to be alone."

As he spoke, he tiptoed and jumped onto the roof beside him.

But the people below looked at me and I looked at you, but there was no movement for a while, but Wu Rong said coldly: "What are you still doing in a daze? Drink! Go back after drinking, don't let the pavilion master Worry no more!"

Everyone gritted their teeth, and then they drank it one by one. When the small bowl bottomed out and everyone's blood and poison were cleared up one by one, everyone knelt down on the ground one after another.

"Thank you, master, for saving my life!"

"The subordinates will definitely not forget your every word!"

"..."

Seeing Ouyang Ziyu lying on the roof carelessly, everyone pondered for a while before slowly getting up and dodging out of the city gate.

After Wu Rong sighed, he also said slowly, "Pavilion Master, we will wait for you to come back in the pavilion, please take care of it."

After saying that, he walked away.

It wasn't until everyone had left and there was only one person left that Ouyang Ziyu slowly took out the flute in his sleeve, and held the glowing fluorescent stone tightly in the palm of the uninjured hand.

A closer look revealed that his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he didn't know whether it was because the surroundings were too dark, or too much blood was left all at once, so his body was weak.

It's just that for a moment, when he closed his eyes and meditated, he seemed to be dead and quiet.

Thinking about it, everyone who should have left has already left, and I should have left together, but why did I stay?
Haven't figured out where to go yet?

Or, who are you waiting for?
Just as he was contemplating, a voice suddenly appeared from below, as if he was still calling his name.

He frowned, "Is it still here?"

(End of this chapter)