Hua Shuying's deep eyes also crossed a suspicious color, which he had never thought of.

He shook his head thoughtfully: "I've looked for all the places I should look for, but it's strange. I really haven't found an antidote to this poison."

Zhao Wanxi wanted to ask again, but she was interrupted by a voice from behind her: "young master Hua, is the master's medicine bath ready?"

"He's poisoned again!"

Hua Shuying's eyes were tight. She glanced at a large area of herbal medicine which had been washed and dried in the yard, and dropped a low sentence: "Miss Wan Xi, let's help together!"

Zhao Wanxi is wondering, what does Hua Shuying mean when she says that the poison has been committed again?

Hearing Hua Shuying calling for help, she quickly followed up and carried the dried herbs on the bamboo frame to the wooden house in the corner of the courtyard.

Because wujizun mainly takes medicine bath, it's not convenient for Zhao Wanxi to go in. She gives the medicine to Hua Shuying.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Wanxi planned to leave, but she happened to hear a dull and painful sound coming from the wooden house. The sound fell to her heart like a rock, but her feet seemed to be pulled. She couldn't help looking in through the cracks of the wooden window

On the wall of the wooden wall, there is a silver mask. The woman's eyes are shining down. It turns out that this small wooden house is a special medicine bath. The water is dark purple and full of dense heat.

The back of a strong red fruit reflects Zhao Wanxi's eyes. With her dark purple skin, she can guess the owner of the body at a glance. She suddenly becomes curious and wants to see what the Wuji Lord looks like after taking off the silver mask.

But with the man's back to her, she couldn't see his face except for the bulging veins on his back and the strong muscle lines.

"Who's out there?"

The hoarse and dull voice came from the crack of the window. Zhao Wanxi retreated two steps, pretending to be calm, and cleared her throat: "it's me. Just now, I accompanied young master Hua to bring the herbal medicine to Wuji Lord."

A few seconds of silence, the man's low voice again: "the medicine has been delivered, Dr. Zhao can leave!"

In an instant, the pain in wujizun's voice disappeared, relaxed and indifferent.

Zhao Wanxi's eyes passed a suspicious color, and her voice was muffled. She couldn't help peeking at it again, but she still couldn't see the profile!

Although some are not reconciled, but they have been found, she can't still brazenly rely on peeping out of the window, right? Besides In case of being misunderstood by others, it's not a glorious thing.

You can't ruin your reputation just to see what the Supreme Lord looks like, can you?

Zhao Wanxi walked away quickly and ran into Leng Lanxi. She asked nervously, "sister Wanxi, is it the Supreme Master? Is his poison coming back?"

"That's what Mr. Hua said. I just want to make it clear! Lanxi, what does he mean by this toxic attack? Does it hurt? "

Zhao Wanxi clearly heard the slight pain from the bath just now. Although the man behind imposed a cover up, she could guess a little.

Leng Lanxi's eyebrows slightly frowned: "it's more than pain. It's a torture that we can't imagine! Young master Hua said that every time he poisoned his hair, he went through the gate of hell! If you think about it carefully, it seems that the poison attacks in Wuji Zun's subject are frequent. It's only three months since the last time... "