Mistakenly provoked a black-bellied junior brother

Chapter 551 Eighteen Martial Arts
Hua Weiluo leaned down slightly, laying on his chest, listening to the beating of his heart in his chest, and said in a low voice: "Little brother, you must be fine..."

Unfortunately, in the quiet night, only the crickets outside the room answered her one after another.

After about half an hour, Xiaobai knocked on the door with a bowl of boiled concoction in his hand, and walked in.

He put the concoction on the round table in the room, then walked to Hua Weiluo and glanced at Zhishan who was lying on the bed, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Woman, have you thought about it yet? "

"Hmm..." Hua Weiluo raised her head slightly, looked at Xiaobai with moist eyes, and sighed softly, "I can't let my little brother just lie down like this..."

"..."

In Xiaobai's clear eyes, a complex light suddenly flashed.

"But... Xiaobai..." Hua Weiluo hesitated for a moment, and then asked him the question in his heart, "Zhi Fang said that people who have been poisoned by that poison will feel extremely itchy all over their bodies, and they can't help it." Scratching, but why do I see that the little brother didn’t respond, but just fell asleep??”

"Hmm..." Xiaobai hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Hua Weiluo.

Because your little junior brother is a thousand-year-old monster! !With his morality, although he can't completely resist the poison, he won't have the same reaction as ordinary people who are poisoned...

But Xiaobai didn't say these words, he glanced at Zhishan lightly, then hesitated and said, "Probably... because Zhishan has deep internal power...he should have acupuncture points for himself to prevent the poison from spreading faster... "

"Ah...that's true..." Hua Weiluo nodded, then looked at Zhishan, and replied in a low voice: "He did tap his acupoint."

"Well...but..." Xiaobai glanced back and forth between Zhishan and Hua Weiluo, and after a long while, he tentatively asked: "He is already in a coma now...you...what can you do?" With him... that what... huh??"

"Uh..." Before the flower fell, a small fair face blushed to the base of her neck.

"..." Xiaobai looked at Hua Weiluo's embarrassed face, and suddenly realized that it seemed the wrong time for him to ask this question, so he quickly waved his hand at Hua Weiluo and said, "Then what, I just asked casually." Yes, you don’t need to care too much, if you have eighteen martial arts, what can you do to give the sleepy Taoist Master Zhishan... don’t tell me, don’t tell me!!”

"Xiaobai..." After hearing his words, Hua Weiluo became even more embarrassed, what are eighteen martial arts! ?
She is just a novice, she hasn't been on the road yet, okay? !

"It's okay, no need to explain!!" Xiaobai smiled at Hua Weiluo, then pointed to the bowl of concoction on the round table in the room, and said to her seriously: "After a while, you can put this bowl first. Feed him the medicinal juice, and then you think of a way...cough cough...then what...cough cough...then rub the dripping blood on his Tanzhong acupoint."

"..." Hua Weiluo's eyes suddenly felt embarrassed and didn't know where to look.

"I'm going out first, and I will guard you outside the courtyard. You... hurry up... If the Thousand Soul Powder has been poisoned, it has been delayed for more than twelve hours and there is no antidote."

(End of this chapter)