Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 201
With the sword's momentum, the cold light was overwhelming, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

Wherever the sword light went, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the screams resounded through the sky, making one's scalp numb.

"Master, retreat quickly!"

Countless disciples rushed over like a tide, protecting the sect master from fleeing layer by layer. The nameless sword light swept across, and the people in the gate of death were swept away one by one.

The door master gritted his teeth, grabbed the Shura girl and jumped up, about to run away.

Wuming watched him flee with cold eyes, the long sword slashed down, and the powerful sword force that tore the sky and the earth slashed down in the air, and countless disciples jumped up, using their bodies to block the sword force.

Everyone was cut in half, countless corpses fell to the ground, and blood flowed into rivers, staining the ground red.

The door master staggered as he flew in mid-air, and almost fell off. There was a bone-deep scar on his back, and blood spurted out. At the critical moment, the Shura girl helped him and led him away.

There were mutilated corpses lying on the ground, like Shura's hell, the night wind blew through, and the strong smell of blood wafted in the air, making people sick.

Wuming just wanted to chase the escaped sect master, but stopped abruptly, hugged the unconscious Feng Jin from the arms of the dark guard, and rushed towards the palace gate.

When Wuming brought Feng Jin back to the bedroom, two hidden guards also brought Imperial Physician Zhang over.

Doctor Zhang carefully checked the wounds on the Queen's body, "Your Majesty is fine, it's all flesh wounds, no internal organs are injured, it's the poison, it's a little troublesome, you can tell it's the poison of the Jianghu sect at a glance, it's too insidious, the poison is fierce, and the poisonous gas is scary." It has already gone through the whole body, the old minister is not sure, if the poisonous gas enters the internal organs, even if Hua Tuo is alive, he will not be able to recover..."

"Doctor Zhang is doing his best."

Wuming's words made Imperial Physician Zhang relax a lot. Looking at Wuming's calm and calm face, he began to prepare the antidote.

In fact, Wuming is not as calm as he appears on the surface, and he is not sure whether Doctor Zhang can cure the poison, but he believes in Ah Jin.

Since Ah Jin made a move, it meant that she was not very afraid of that woman's poison.

As long as it is not poisonous to the level of Poison King's Seven Insect and Seven Flower Poison, Ah Jin can survive it.

Having said that, Wuming was still uneasy.

Although Wuming trusted Feng Jin, it didn't mean that he wasn't worried. On the contrary, from the beginning to the end, Wuming's hands were shaking slightly, and his heart was always tight, but no one could see it.

When Grand Physician Zhang brought out the first antidote, just to be on the safe side, he checked Feng Jin's pulse and her condition again, but his eyes widened in surprise, and he checked the second time in disbelief. Muttered, "Amazing! This is amazing!"

"what happened?"

Wuming asked anxiously, is there something wrong?
"The empress's pulse has actually become steady and gentle. Not only is the poison on her body not attacking the heart, but it has been relieved a lot."

"What do you mean?"

Wuming frowned and asked, Imperial Physician Zhang's old face was full of smiles, "It's just that the Queen's body seems to be detoxifying automatically. This is amazing. I have never seen such a situation."

As Physician Zhang continued to check Feng Jin's body, Shen Wenqing's voice interrupted, "Then do you still want to give Your Majesty some detoxification decoction?"

"Don't use it first, observe first, so as not to drink the decoction, but it will affect the empress's own regulation."

As Physician Zhang said, he was about to bandage Feng Jin's wound. He hadn't bandaged Feng Jin in order to observe the changes in the poisonous gas on the Queen's wound. For some reason, Wuming had a thought and stopped Physician Zhang from moving.

"That's it for now."

Although Doctor Zhang was puzzled, he did as he said. The Queen's bleeding stopped. The wound looked scary, but neither internal organs nor bones were injured.

Feng Jin just fell asleep like that.

It was dawn, and the sun was rising. It climbed up little by little until it reached the top of the head, and then fell down little by little. Doctor Zhang stayed by the side of the dragon couch, taking Feng Jin's pulse every quarter of an hour.

Wuming hadn't closed his eyes for half a month, his eyes were bloodshot and his beard was sloppy.

Shen Wenqing persuaded him to go to rest, Wuming gave him a cold look, "I entrusted Ajin to you, but you let her get hurt. I will settle the debt with you when Ajin wakes up!"

Shen Wenqing knew he was wrong, he thought about it, and told the whole situation at that time, "The master of the gate of death is going back on his word, and he is a villain. If your majesty doesn't save him..."

"A Jin has her reasons for everything she does. Since you choose to follow her, you have to trust her judgment. If she is going to save people, you will accompany her. If she is going to fight, you will fight side by side with her. Instead of helping her make decisions on her own."

Shen Wenqing looked at Wuming dumbfounded. He thought that Wuming would agree with his decision after he said those things, but he didn't expect Wuming's words to be exactly the same as the empress's.

Shen Wenqing was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice, "Wenqing knows."

After a moment of silence, he asked another question, "What if His Majesty is wrong?"

"A Jin can't be wrong."

"People make mistakes..."

The nameless and profound eyes cast over and fell on Shen Wenqing's face, in a blink of an eye, Shen Wenqing suddenly understood.

Everyone makes mistakes, but for Wuming, His Majesty can't be wrong, because for him, what His Majesty did is right, then it was right, even if she did wrong, it was still right.

Shen Wenqing was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Master Wuming, don't you think that your trust in His Majesty is too blind? You are too indulgent to His Majesty..."

blind?Pamper?
Wuming's heart moved, as if someone had said this to him before.

who is it?

"I believe in Jin!"

Wuming said in a deep voice, the voice was gentle but firm, tough and domineering, "Even if it is a mistake, I will accompany her to make the mistake. If she wants to correct it, then I will help her correct it!"

"Master Wuming, if there is no principle in favoring, then it is doting. Sir Wuming, you will harm His Majesty."

Shen Wenqing summoned up her courage and said.

Wuming was in a trance, and a man seemed to ask sharply in his ear: You killed her!You dote on her too much...

"Master Unnamed?"

Shen Wenqing's voice brought Wuming back to his senses, and he waved his hands in a daze, "Forget it, we'll talk about this issue later."

Seeing Wuming's dazed expression, Shen Wenqing shut up knowingly, and glanced at Feng Jin on the dragon couch, but found a strange thing in this accidental glance.

"My lord, look at His Majesty's wound, is it black gas?"

Wuming took a closer look, and sure enough, the five wounds were emitting black air, as if something had been forced out. Wuming carefully inspected every part of Feng Jin's body, and found that apart from the wounds, Feng Jin's hair was also protruding. With black air.

"This is strange. The black gas seems to be the poison gas from His Majesty's body. Even if he is unconscious, His Majesty can force the poison gas out by himself. No one will believe this. The old minister is really eye-opening today."

Physician Zhang was amazed, Wuming held Feng Jin's wrist, feeling the flow of inner breath in her eight extraordinary meridians.

He could feel the spiritual power in Feng Jin's body driving away something, it should be the poisonous gas.

No wonder Ah Jin is not afraid of ordinary poisons, not even the poison of seven insects and seven flowers back then. It turns out that the spiritual power she cultivated can automatically drive away foreign objects, such as poisonous gas.

It's just that the poison of seven insects and seven flowers was too overbearing, and her spiritual power couldn't resist it for a while, so she passed out.

It took Feng Jin three days and three nights to expel the poison gas, but when she woke up, it took seven days and seven nights. It seemed that her body was recovering automatically in the extra four days and four nights.

As for the Sect Master of the Gate of Death, it took seven days and seven nights from being injured by the sword to fully recovering.

Wuming's sword not only cut his back, the spiritual power brought out by the sword move also shocked his meridians, making him unable to use his internal power for a short period of time, making him a cripple. Under his instructions, Shura The woman did not take him back to the gate of death, but found a cave that no one knew about, and let him recuperate.

As soon as he settled down, the door master couldn't hold on and passed out.

When he woke up, it was already the next morning, and the Asura girl was standing in front of him covered in blood. The door master frowned, "What's wrong?"

Girl Shura's eyes were red, "Last night, a group of men in black came to the headquarters, massacred the entire village, set fire to it, and destroyed the headquarters. At that time, the subordinates went back to find medicine for the sect master and hid in the pile of dead people. Escaped."

The door owner's face was so gloomy that he dripped water, and he asked sharply, "Where is the Zhaixing Building?"

"It was set on fire!"

"Who did it?"

"The subordinates saw that they were all dressed in black, but the leader had a dark golden eagle embroidered on his cloak."

"Eagle! The exclusive logo of the Royal Dark Guard!"

The door master gritted his teeth and said, "No name! This seat is incompatible with you!"

(End of this chapter)