Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

Han Tao in the distance smiled slightly.

Right in front of him was an especially fat middle-aged man.

Wasn't it the shield that was overturned by the Thunder Fire Needle in the illusion?

It fell to the ground and groaned in pain: "Save me!"

"Aren't you a healing soul master? Heal yourself?" Ye Lingling said softly.

Tang San looked down at his palm, and the peacock feather that condensed 365 sharp hidden weapons had disappeared.

In a trance, it was as if the scene of the past was reappearing.

"This is." Tang San took two steps back.

A huge fear arose in his heart, and he looked around and saw many doctors and soul masters lying in a pool of blood.

"Damn, it's restrained!"

The Purple Demon Eye is the natural enemy of the illusion, and the illusion is also the natural enemy of the hidden weapon.

Because you don't know where the hidden weapon you are proud of will be thrown in the illusion.

"No, this is not done by me!" He screamed.

But what came to her were the cold eyes of the guards and the eunuch chief, as well as the fear and vigilance in their expressions.

"What kind of weapon is this!"

The eunuch chief's voice trembled, no longer as sharp as before, and even a foul smell came from his crotch.

He kept telling the guards: "Quick, quick"

"Tell the prince, tell him the situation here, and mobilize the army."

The guards' tears had not even dried up. When they heard the eunuch chief's order, they glanced at Tang San not far away, pretending not to hear it, and the whole person was motionless like a sculpture.

How much money, so hard?

"No need!"

At this moment, Xue Qinghe's calm voice came from outside.

The image stone was destroyed, so of course she could receive the information.

If the precautions were not strict, how could they disguise themselves in the Tiandou Empire for so long?

It can only be said that Yu Xiaogang's plan was full of mistakes, but the master cannot be blamed entirely, because it is indeed not ranked among the intellectual games of huge forces.

"Because these healing spirit masters can cure my father, you attacked them?"

Xue Qinghe stared at Tang San's face, his tone was indifferent and lifeless: "Because you are familiar with the laws of the Tiandou Empire, even if some civilians and doctors were killed, the empire cannot punish the spirit master?"

"It wasn't me, I was affected by the illusion, so I activated the hidden weapon!"

Tang San pointed at Han Tao: "It's him, you quickly catch him, and then let the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect compensate me for the hidden weapon materials!"

Xue Qinghe turned to look at Han Tao.

She actually had a hunch that this was indeed done by Han Tao, but she wanted to hear his side of the story.

But at that time.

"Absurd!" Prince Xuexing walked in, his face angry:

"Tang San, don't treat us like fools!"

Xue Qinghe looked at him puzzledly: "Why do you say that?"

"If you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext!" Tang San snorted coldly.

"I think." He defended himself, "It's because of the death of Prince Xue Beng that they want to frame me!"

Prince Xue Xing waved his hand, "I'm not framing you, I have evidence!"

The Crown Prince looked over in confusion. Han Tao was very smart, and the situation was obviously within his expectations.

"Do you remember the secret method he gave my brother?"

Xue Qinghe remembered this detail.

The emperor had also passed the secret method to her, but the purple power absorbed by the secret method conflicted with the source of faith of the six-winged angel, so he had to give it up helplessly.

Ye Lingling asked curiously, "Is there any connection between the two?"

Prince Xue Xing's expression straightened up. Ye Lingling's martial soul was the Nine-Hearted Begonia, the most powerful healing martial soul. Even if he might not be able to save Emperor Xue Ye, he had to make a gesture for his own status as a prince.

He promised solemnly: "This secret method can see through all illusions!"

"I have cultivated to the second stage of 'into the subtle', how about Tang San, you didn't expect it, did you?"

Looking at Tang San, he said with a contemptuous smile: "What a bullshit controlled by illusions, it's ridiculous and laughable."

Tang San's face was awkward and stiff. The Purple Demon Eye was indeed known to break all illusions, and he did pass the secret method to Emperor Xue Ye.

"No"

"Why. Is there such a coincidence?"

The right details refuted his own rebuttal?

"God, why treat me so unfairly?"

Mingming felt that there seemed to be some existence targeting him.

He glanced suspiciously at Prince Xuexing, Xue Qinghe, and Han Tao.

Without coming to any conclusion, an inspiration suddenly emerged in his mind: "Maybe, I should ask the master!"

"I think. With the master's wisdom, he can definitely help me find the reason!"

On the ground, the woman whose half of her body was blown off by the thunder and fire needle screamed: "Don't rush to find the responsibility!"

The blood, minced meat and the ground were stuck together, which was extremely disgusting, causing Prince Xuexing to step back.

"Can you save me?"

She panted loudly, her voice intermittent.

"Yes, yes!"

Xue Qinghe nodded and looked at the other doctors, soul masters, and pharmacists.

He asked: "There are many wounded here. It's time to test your treatment level. If you pass the assessment, I will take you to meet Emperor Xue Ye."

There are many people in the side hall, and it seems appropriate to screen them in this way.

"The first soul skill, treatment!"

Ye Lingling waved his lotus arm, and the old man's waist wound in front of him healed.

"Yes!" Xue Qinghe nodded.

Other healing soul masters followed suit and started to activate their own soul skills.

"I am a pharmacist. I know how to detoxify but I can't treat!" The man with shifty eyes was dissatisfied.

Xue Qinghe sneered: "The wounded here are not only injured, but also poisoned. Why don't you detoxify?"

The man with shifty eyes looked embarrassed: "I have never seen this kind of toxin, but I know other things."

Tang San suddenly raised his head, as if he caught the flaw in Xue Qinghe's mouth, and hurriedly replied: "This is what you said, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Once a word is spoken, it cannot be taken back!"

Helping Emperor Xue Ye detoxify is the most important thing for His Highness the Crown Prince to do.

Using the general trend to make his own plans, helping Emperor Xue Ye detoxify is the "general trend" that Tang San coerced.

No matter what Xue Qinghe thought in his heart, as long as he showed his ability to detoxify, he could not pursue his own faults and embarrass himself.

"Oh?" He looked at Tang San in confusion.

"I also know pharmacology. I am a pharmacist recommended by Yuexuan. I can detoxify!" Tang San answered quickly.

It is of course not difficult to remove the poison from his hidden weapon.

And rescuing the wounded can reduce his own suspicion, even though it is already a foregone conclusion.

"What do you think?"

Xue Qinghe glanced at Prince Xuexing.

"Uh" The prince's expression also froze.

Because he witnessed with his own eyes the many figures lying in a pool of blood, he couldn't help but ask himself: "What kind of terrifying weapon is this?"

Yes, he was afraid. If Tang San gave him such a blow, he couldn't accept it.

Prince Xuexing stepped back two steps: "You decide, it has nothing to do with me."

Therefore, Xue Qinghe nodded: "Okay!"

Tang San showed joy on his face and came to a man, seeing the sky blue stiffness on the wound.

"Sure enough, it is the toxin of the Yinming needle."

Pour the prepared powder on the wound, and as the powder is evenly applied, the terrifying poison is neutralized.

Tang San squatted down and warned him: "This piece of meat needs to be cut off!"

"No need!" Han Tao gave the opposite suggestion.

Picked up a Yinming needle, carefully guessed its material, and then made a conclusion: "The extremely cold and poisonous poison can be tempered by the weak fire attribute."

Took out the "saliva of the fire lizard" from the soul guide, which was the surplus material that Han Tao had for the evolution of the blue silver grass.