General, Madam Called You To Farm

Chapter 467: Looted (one more)

Chapter 467: Looted (one more)

Chapter 467 Looting (one more)

The black-robed pharmacist couldn't believe it was true until he died.

He was famous all his life, and he practiced countless poisons, but in the end he was planted in the hands of an unknown little girl.

He was not reconciled.

He hasn't figured out what kind of poison this girl has used on him, why is it more powerful than his poison?

He stared at Su Xiaoxiao stubbornly, as if he wanted to remember this face in his mind and bring it into reincarnation, even if he was a ghost.

Su Xiaoxiao was not afraid at all, and looked at him calmly until he died of anger.

Su Xiaoxiao withdrew the dagger, opened his shirt and took a look: "He's also wearing a heart armor."

Fortunately, Wu Anjun's dagger is sharp enough.

Su Xiaoxiao wiped the dagger clean and put it back into the scabbard.

The five tigers on the branch covered their eyes with their wings.

Erwuzai said that the picture is too cruel for the baby to watch.

Su Xiaoxiao fed it a bird food.

The little macaw stared at the bird's eyes for a second, and stared fiercely at the black-robed pharmacist in the pool of blood, giving him an abyss stare from the bird king (not).

Next, Su Xiaoxiao went to the courtyard of the black-robed pharmacist.

She is a doctor, and there is not much research on toxicology, especially the various poisons of this dynasty, she has hardly seen.

She found a lot of poisons in the yard, most of them have antidote, and some have not yet developed an antidote.

In addition, she also saw some poisons that were being tortured. They died and wounded. It seems that it depends on luck to make powerful poisons.

Su Xiaoxiao fed them the antidote and let them go.

These poisons are also a scourge to stay in the White Lotus Sect. It is a pity that they are destroyed, and they may come in handy in the future.

Su Xiaoxiao packed the poison.

Finally, Su Xiaoxiao found his entanglements and personal belongings in the black-robed pharmacist's cabinet.

There is not much money, but there is a stack of silver notes, but unfortunately they are from the Western Jin Dynasty and cannot be used in Da Zhou.

"Huh? What is this?"

Su Xiaoxiao found a booklet under the silver note.

is the manuscript of the black-robed pharmacist, which contains no less than a hundred kinds of poisonous herbs, as well as his unique poison technique.

Su Xiaoxiao flipped through the booklet before realizing what kind of big na he had killed.

"This guy...is he so powerful?"

can be admired by Mo Guiyuan. He does have two brushes. If he hadn't had a pharmacy, it would have been difficult to kill him so easily.

belongs to the old master who was beaten to death by random fists.

After half an hour.

Su Xiaoxiao went to reconcile with the old marquis with a large bag of things.

Yu Chixiu was also there.

He was about to go to find Su Xiaoxiao, but as soon as he saw her fleeing, he couldn't help frowning: "What have you done?"

"Oh, picked up something, take it."

Su Xiaoxiao threw the bag to him.

Mentioned this, Su Xiaoxiao got angry.

Su Xiaoxiao planned to put poison in the pharmacy, but the pharmacy wouldn't let her in.

She wondered if her relationship with the pharmacy had been harmonious from time to time recently?

What kind of temper is this?

Is it possible that gold can enter, but poison cannot?

No way, Su Xiaoxiao had to pack the poison and carry it back.

exhausted her.

Yu Chi Xiu thought she was going to pick up gold again. When she opened the bag and looked at it, she jumped up and down with fright: "I'm going! What are you picking up! Picking up so many poisons!"

Although Yu Chixiu is a killer, he also has some research on poisons, but he is not as proficient as a pharmacist.

The black blind man also smelled the odor that made it painful. He took a few steps back with his son in his arms, and roared at the burden.

The old man looked at Su Xiaoxiao worriedly: "Are you not injured?"

"No." Su Xiaoxiao shook her head.

The old man said again: "That Western Jin pharmacist..."

Su Xiaoxiao said calmly, "Dead."

Laohou Ye was shocked.

In the past, he only knew that this little grandniece who grew up in the countryside had good medical skills, but obviously, medical skills alone could not kill the Western Jin pharmacist.

Tonight, the little girl brought her too many surprises.

Hundred-step piercing Yang's archery, crisp skills, calm and wise mind, invincible courage...

She has all the excellent qualities of a keeper, and this is the real keeper.

If she is a boy...

Thinking of this, the old marquis felt a little regretful.

At the same time, I feel distressed for the little girl. Talent is innate, but no matter how good the iron is, it takes a lot of tempering before it can be turned into steel.

She... suffered a lot.

In one of the most secret courtyards in the peach forest, Mo Guiyuan just drank his last cup of peach stuffed.

The wine glass opposite is still there, but the person has slipped away.

Zhang Feng asked: "Sect Leader, is it okay to let him go? Will he rush to inform the Young Sect Leader?"

Mo Guiyuan smiled lightly and said, "It doesn't matter if he goes, even if he joins, he still can't beat Xiu Nu."

Wei Ting and Yu Chixiu are still young, and their martial arts level is not as good as that of Xiu slaves. It will be hard to say in a few years. Especially Wei Ting, his talent is higher than that of dead soldiers, and his martial arts level in the future may be comparable to Xiu slaves superior.

But right now, he is not the opponent of Xiu Nu.

"The Marquis of Zhenbei is also there." Zhang Feng said.

Mo Guiyuan said arbitrarily: "The pharmacist has already set his sights on the Duke of Zhenbei, and he will not let the Duke of Zhenbei have the opportunity to approach Xiunu."

In fact, the first person the pharmacist looked at was Wei Ting.

But Wei Ting is Mo Guiyuan's grandson, and he can't move until Mo Guiyuan completely abandons this grandson.

Zhang Feng said with relief: "The pharmacist is also there, so it's safe."

Mo Guiyuan said firmly: "Everything... is under the control of this seat."

As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple hurried over and bowed to Mo Guiyuan: "Sect Master! Something happened!"

Mo Guiyuan held the wine glass and said slowly, "Did Xiu Nu hurt someone? Go and tell Xiu Nu, you can teach me a lesson, but don't cause people to die."

The degree of this lesson is actually a bit intriguing.

A beating is a lesson, a loss of an arm is a lesson, and even half a disability can be a lesson.

The disciple panicked: "No, it's not from Xiu Nu's side..."

Mo Guiyuan smiled casually and said, "That's why the pharmacist arrested the Marquis of Zhenbei? The court has come to ask for someone, and this seat has its own explanation."

The disciple bowed his head and said, "It's also...not the Marquis of Zhenbei...it's the pharmacist! Something happened to the pharmacist! He was killed!"

Click!

The wine glass in Mo Guiyuan's hand was crushed into powder.

Zhang Feng stepped forward and asked, "Did you make a mistake? How could the pharmacist be killed?"

He is the ancestor of poison, and the second master besides Xiu Nu, who can kill him?

Zhenbeihou?

impossible!

Yu Chi Xiu is even more impossible!

The disciple said in a cold voice, "Young ones don't dare to lie..."

Mo Guiyuan and Zhang Feng saw the body of the Western Jin pharmacist in the woods.

He fell in a pool of blood, less than three feet from his own courtyard.

His right hand was shot through, and the knife in his heart was instantly killed.

There was no sign of too many fights at the scene, even Xiunu couldn't kill him without fighting.

Then there is only one possibility - he was drugged.

But who can prescribe medicine from a pharmacist? !

"Beside my grandson, there are masters I don't know..."

Zhang Feng came out of the yard and cupped his hands: "Sect Master, the pharmacist's yard has also been looted."

Mo Guiyuan's face turned completely dark.

Steal his treasury, kill his pharmacist, and loot his poison

very good.

His grandson... very good!

Mo Guiyuan gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Tell Xiu Nu, don't be merciful!"

Xiu Nu and Wei Ting fought hard from the woods.

The dead are at the cost of wasting their lives. They don't know pain, they are fearless, they fight more and more bravely until the last drop of blood is exhausted.

Normal people cant do this, their physical strength will be worn out.

It is a miracle that Wei Ting has survived until now, but unfortunately, he stepped on the trap with one foot.

His right foot was stuck.

Xiu Nu stabbed his chest with a sword.

Wei Ting avoided his waist, his purse was cut, and a rusty iron bell fell out.

Xiu Nu looked at the iron bell and suddenly stopped.