The Unusual Number of Douluo

After swallowing drunk for seven days, Zhao Xuan hurriedly said: "Little San, antidote! Antidote!"

"What are you panicking, it hasn't worked yet." Tang San gave Zhao Xuan a white look.

ten minutes later……

"Little San, are you all right?"

"No!"

Half an hour later...

"Little San, are you all right?"

"No!"

after an hour……

"Little San, I feel that my back is itchy, have the toxins invaded my bone marrow?"

"Where is it so fast!"

Three hours later...

Looking at Zhao Xuan with an uncomfortable expression, Tang San waved his hand helplessly: "Okay, come here, I'll take a look for you!"

Zhao Xuan quickly stretched out his hand when he was pardoned.

Tang San took out a beautifully decorated dagger and gently drew it on Zhao Xuan's white arm.

Ok?Not broken?

Again……

Ok?Still not broken?

Come again!

"..."

"Zhao Xuan, come by yourself." Tang San was startled, and then a little bit weakly discovered that although Zhao Xuan's arms looked white and tender, they were extremely tough, and he couldn't cut his skin with a lot of strength. .

Zhao Xuan took the dagger happily, and then made a light cut in his arm, cracking an inch of skin, and then a drop of blood glowing with lavender and golden luster slowly oozing out.

Tang San's expression was shocked, and then he took out a silver needle and probed it towards the drop of blood that Zhao Xuan oozes. The silver needle shone brightly, and when it touched the drop of blood, a tiny electric current was conducted, and Tang San was all over. Suddenly for a while.

"It's Zhao Xuan's divine thunder!" Tang San was a little surprised, and immediately remembered what caused it.

Immediately he settled his mind and carefully observed the changes in Zhao Xuan's blood and silver needle. After a while, he took back the silver needle and breathed a sigh of relief.

"How is it?" Zhao Xuan asked expectantly.

"The effect is still there."

Hearing this, Zhao Xuan also smiled knowingly, and the tangled mood just now suddenly became refreshed.

"Little San, how does this tell if I have been poisoned?"

Tang San pointed to the blood bead on the back of Zhao Xuan's hand: "Look at the color, the seven-day drunk initially spread from the blood. If you are poisoned, then your blood should start to turn black now."

Zhao Xuan probed it again with his own spiritual sense, and then he was completely relieved that he was really fine.

"However, Xiaoxuan, you have to remember that even though the White Lotus in the record is immune to all toxins in the world, the true effect is not certain. You still have to be careful in the future." Tang San exhorted.

"I see. Well, yes... Xiao San, do you think this can stop the poison of Dugu Bo?"

Tang San pondered for a moment, then nodded: "It should be possible."

"That's it. I'll take a break. You can get these poisonous weeds yourself first."

Having obtained the Pure World White Lotus and immune to all toxins in the world, the poisonous weeds around Zhao Xuan's eyes became lovely.

Not to mention, these poisonous weeds are rare things in the world, each has its own characteristics, and many of them have large flowers that look delicate and charming.

"Little San, what is this one?"

"Night bat, do you see it, does its flower look like a bat?"

"What about this one?"

"Blood Gladiolus!"

"what about this?"

"Stupid! This is a peony flower!"

Every time Zhao Xuan points to a medicinal plant, Tang San can always recognize it after a glance.

After a while, Zhao Xuan became bored. He glanced at Tang San, who was busy picking medicinal materials, and lay down when he fell backward.

Tang San said distressedly when he saw this, "Pay attention, don't suppress the medicinal materials."

"I know, I'll take a break first."

After having been busy for so many days, after arriving at Tiandou City, he ran over to rescue Tang San non-stop. Even if Zhao Xuan's physical fitness and spirit were strong, he was already exhausted physically and mentally.

As soon as I relaxed at this moment, a sense of exhaustion rushed up and I lay on the ground, surrounded by strange fragrances mixed together and poured into my nose, making people a little addicted.

While sleeping in a daze, Divine Consciousness suddenly felt a powerful force approaching quickly. Zhao Xuan, who had still closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed by.

This breath is...Dugu Bo?

Looking at the horizon, the setting sun was sinking, and a layer of orange-red gauze appeared on the horizon, and it turned out that it was evening.

Looking around in the blink of an eye, Tang San was digging a plant with his hips pouting. Some herbs are precious and easy to get injured. In order not to damage the root system of the medicinal plant, Tang San sometimes takes dozens of minutes to dig a plant. .

Hearing the abnormal movement behind him, Tang San turned and looked at Zhao Xuan: "You are awake."

"Well, I feel that Dugu Bo is coming." Zhao Xuan stretched out.

"Dugu Bo is here? Wait...Xiao Xuan, you are not wearing a robe!"

Zhao Xuan, who was stretching his waist, changed his face and was about to change into his robe. Dugu Bo's figure had arrived.

Dugu Bo looked at the two figures in front of him, his expression suddenly changed, and a huge wave of spirit power dispersed. He watched Zhao Xuan vigilantly, and the nine circles of spirit ring under his feet suddenly rose.

"who are you?!"

Cold light flickered in the green pupils!