The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 144 Xuan Wang's Peach Blossom Debt

Feng Wuxie asked in surprise, and then understood Jun Yeli's intention.

Raising his hand was a palm, hitting Jun Yeli's chest, this palm did not show any affection at all.

With Jun Yeli's martial arts, it's easy to dodge.

But he didn't dodge or dodge, and received the slap firmly, Feng Wuxie frowned, but he had to shoot the arrow, so he could only curse angrily.

"I kill you."

There was still commotion below, but there was already a fight above. Everyone saw a black shadow flickering in front of them, and a shadow flew out.

Everyone sighed knowingly, King Xuan was in debt.

But King Xuan is a hero in the hearts of the people, no matter how many debts he has, he can't obliterate his tall image in the hearts of the people.

Furthermore, it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines.

But Feng Wuxie wanted to fight and kill because of such a small matter, it was really inappropriate, but that was other people's business, and it was not easy for them to intervene.

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "Everyone, follow up, that woman is crazy."

It was only then that everyone suddenly realized, and they all chased after him.

Gong Moran, Han Yefei and the others were also shocked by what Feng Wuxie and the others had done, and hurriedly followed behind them.

Feng Wuxie and Jun Yeli fought all the way and led the people to the martial arts training ground. When the people came back to their senses, the door behind them was closed.

Everyone is a little confused, what is going on?

Now that things have happened, Feng Wuxie can no longer look at everyone, so he can only tell the truth: "You are all infected with the plague."

When this statement came out, everyone was lost.

"No, it's impossible, how could we be infected with the plague?"

"Yes, yes, we are not sick."

"No, I don't want to die yet, who will save me?"

Some victims who had lost control of their emotions tried to push the heavy gate, but the gate had already been closed to death, so there was no way it could be pushed open.

After finally escaping from death, now he has to step into the gate of hell again.

The emotions of the victims became very irritable, someone jumped out, pointed at Feng Wuxie and cursed: "It's all about you, it's all about you, a witch, who tricked us here to trap us alive."

"Yes, she trapped us here and didn't let us find a doctor. She is a poisonous woman."

"Kill her, kill her..."

Seeing that the people were about to riot, Feng Wuxie stood up from behind Jun Yeli. She took a step forward, and the people took a step back.

She was too calm, there was no trace of fear on her face, and coupled with the exaggeration of the witch just now, the people felt a little afraid of Feng Wuxie.

"I didn't give up on you, I brought you here just to save you." Feng Wuxie said calmly.

Someone retorted: "We don't believe it, what proof do you have?"

Feng Wuxie glanced at everyone slowly, his petite stature gave off a bit of chill, which made everyone shiver involuntarily.

Everyone was afraid of Feng Wuxie and had some expectations, not for anything else, just because she said just now that she could save their lives.

Looking at the pair of expectant eyes, Feng Wuxie said loudly: "Use my life, the plague will not be cured for a day, and I will not leave for a day."

Jun Yeli, who was standing behind her, tightened his hands behind his back, but tried his best to control his desire to pull her into his arms.

This woman, doesn't she know what she's talking about?

If the plague really won't go away, will she still have to bury these victims?
But looking at the determination in Feng Wuxie's eyes, Jun Yeli had to convince himself to trust her and give her a chance to prove herself.

Holding Feng Wuxie's small hand with her big hand, Jun Yeli stood with her, and said calmly to the crowd, "I won't leave either."

Feng Wuxie glanced at Jun Yeli in surprise, only to see that his expression was wanton, with a usual smile on his face, as if he didn't know the weight of what he said.

The dignified prince actually said the words of living and dying with the common people, what kind of heart is this.

"This king is also here." When the white robe appeared, Gong Moran also stood up.

"There is also this son." He Lianting also said.

Han Yefei looked at the crowd and murmured, "Crazy, all crazy."

But for the appearance of those two people, Jun Yeli disdained it, and felt that it was unnecessary: ​​"It's a lot of trouble."

The voices of the common people suddenly fell silent, as if they didn't expect that the noble prince actually intended to live and die with them.

Silence, deadly silence.

Then there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers.

"We trust you."

The voice shook the sky, and Feng Wuxie's heart was filled with emotion. Just relying on the trust of the friends around her, she would not let everyone down.

The common people became quiet. There was already a place to live in this martial arts training ground, and there were temporary tents in the open space.

Accommodation is not a problem at all.

Feng Wuxie made some gloves and masks out of gauze, and distributed them to Jun Yeli and the others, asking them to wear them and never take them off.

Each room is repeatedly disinfected with spirits, and it is important to keep the room clean and ventilated.

There were too many people, so Feng Wuxie locked the seriously ill victims into a room.

Slightly put together, put together without showing symptoms of plague.

The people had no objection to her arrangement, but the fear in their eyes revealed their anxiety.

Plague, once infected with this disease, there is almost no possibility of survival.

Everyone pinned their hopes on Feng Wuxie, watching her busy in and out, preparing and brewing herbs.

Then distribute the decoction.

Although the number of victims is huge, fortunately the infected people were discovered in time.

A dozen people are seriously ill, and the rest have only initial symptoms.

But Feng Wuxie didn't dare to neglect in the slightest, she was too aware of the current situation.

Here is ancient times, there is a lack of medical treatment, no modern high-end equipment, and no antibiotics to control the disease.

Before these viruses have deeply eroded the human body, everything is still too late.

That night, Jun Yeli had a negotiation with Feng Wuxie.

"If the plague is uncontrollable, I will use the necessary means if it is not a last resort."

Jun Yeli could live and die with Feng Wuxie, but he couldn't gamble with the whole city's people. When the situation stabilized, he had to show his cards against Feng Wuxie.

Feng Wuxie was not at all surprised by Jun Yeli's decision, he had his stand, and it was already a big compromise to be able to do so.

Otherwise, according to his temperament, I'm afraid he would have done it long ago.

"I will not joke about my own life, nor the lives of the whole city. If I say I can cure it, I will definitely be able to cure it."

As long as the plague is well controlled, it will not infect other people, and then those who are seriously ill will be isolated and the source of the virus will be eliminated, and there will be no problems.

Knowing Feng Wuxie's stubborn temper, but some things are beyond human's control, Jun Yeli sighed: "I didn't question your medical skills, I was just discussing the facts, if there is an emergency, I have to abandon this place .”

This is the worst plan, no one would be willing to give up the lives of these people.

After a while, Feng Wuxie said: "If you get out of my control, I don't need you to do it, I will do it myself."

I didn't expect Feng Wuxie to answer so simply, but how could Jun Yeli have the heart to let her hands be stained with the blood of these innocent people?

"You are a doctor, you just save people."

Let me kill you.

Feng Wuxie nodded, turned around and walked out of Jun Yeli's room, put on the mask and gloves, and devoted himself to the work of treating patients.

Jun Yeli didn't follow her, he had more important things to do, a paper ball bounced out of the window between his fingers, and it passed by in a flash.

"Go."

I only heard a low voice responding from outside the window, but the person didn't leave.

"Is there anything else?" Jun Yeli raised his eyebrows, a little displeased.

Shadow remained motionless, and finally made up his mind, whispering: "My lord, if Madam finds out, I'm afraid..."

Mo Ya didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but was interrupted by Jun Yeli: "Presumptuous, when is it your turn to take care of this king's business?"

The black figure outside the window suddenly fell silent, and disappeared in place in a flash.

Jun Yeli looked out of the dark window, raised his head, and could only see a small piece of sky. The corner of his mouth raised a mocking smile, and he touched his chest, feeling a dull pain.

In a corner where no one was in the dark, there was a pair of eyes fixed on Feng Wuxie, following her figure, motionless.

Like a beast hiding in the dark, it could pounce on her at any time to give her a fatal blow.

There were cries not far ahead. A person who was seriously ill with the plague had just left.

The deceased was a young man. The body was covered with a white cloth and was about to be dragged out to be burned.

"Master, you can't die, what should I do if you die?"

Sighs came from around. The plague is an extremely incurable disease. The man was the one who collapsed on the ground in the morning. It is already a miracle that he can survive till now.

Several guards wearing gloves and masks were overwhelmed by the woman's cries. Anyone who watched this scene would cry sadly.

I heard from the people around that the two were newly married, but they never expected that in just a few days, they would be separated forever.

Feng Wuxie came out from the house, frowned at the woman, and said coldly: "Pull it away, burn it immediately."

It's not that she is cruel, it's that the plague spreads too fast.

After receiving Feng Wuxie's order, the guards dragged the woman away, dragged the body to the deep pit dug long ago in the field, and burned it clean with a torch.

The poor woman lost her husband early and was doomed to be a widow.

She sat on the ground, crying hysterically, but no one around her dared to go forward to comfort her, for fear of being infected with the plague.

At this time, a pair of hands lightly patted the woman's shoulder, and when she turned around, she saw an ordinary-looking girl standing beside her.

"Get up." Lin Wanwan stretched out her hand to her.

From the very beginning, she witnessed the whole incident. Seeing the woman sitting on the ground sadly, and Feng Wuxie ruthlessly asked people to take the body away, she knew that the opportunity had come.

(End of this chapter)