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The assassin was very difficult to deal with. Seeing that he was unable to escape after being drugged, he clenched his teeth and completed the transaction. In any case, the deposit was enough for his wife and children to live carefree lives. A person who gave up their life to fight was a madman. When faced with this person, they couldn't even avoid him. They could only put their hands up and gamble on their own fate.

He had promised not to kill anyone, but only for the sake of his seventh brother. Gritting her teeth, she took out three silver needles from her waist. These needles were different from the ones from before. The minute she touched the needles, she noticed that they were filled with a strange blood color.

The assassin's target wasn't Night Demon. He lifted his sword and fiercely stabbed himself three times. Borrowing the pain, he used his sword to kill little Nezha.

This person did not plan on dying, so there was no need for him to be polite. Night Empress waved her hand and shot out three poisonous needles.

"Fifteen, keep him alive!" A crisp sound rang out.

Dang, dang, dang, three loud sounds resounded, and all the poisonous needles that were released fell to the ground. Fifteen of them were as fast as lightning, and with a twist of his hand, he knocked down the sword in the assassin's hand, afraid that he would bite his tongue or take his own poison.

All the movements were completed in half an hour, and Little Fishy was very satisfied, pushing Night Nine into the inner room. Nezha, who had just experienced life and death, couldn't help but cry when he heard the familiar voice. He turned to look at Little Fishy, stretching out his little hand and cried out. "Wa! Wa!"

"Why are you crying, the one injured is your eighth uncle." Xiaoyu was almost scared to death by the scene just now. She was really afraid that the brat would disappear right in front of her eyes. That feeling was worse than death. She patted her chest and stared at little Nezha with lingering fear.

Night Nine was scared out of his wits, it took him great effort to regain some consciousness. Hearing Xiaoyu's words, he frowned and drove the wheelchair next to Night Nine to take the child from her arms, thanking her sincerely, "Eighth brother, thank you for saving little Nezha."

"It's good that your child is fine, it's good that you're fine …" Before he could finish, he fell to the ground.

"Poison!" cried Nemesis, hurrying forward to take off his coat, and seeing the black blood running from his left shoulder where the sword had pierced him, she cried out.

"Fifteen." How could the night nine have let the night nine have something to do with the night two, a cold ah.

Needless to say, after many years of serving as a master and servant, she understood everything with just a glance. He squatted down and carefully searched the assassin's entire body, but he didn't find the antidote. It seemed like this person was determined to take the life of this young master. He didn't even prepare the antidote.

"Clink!" A crisp sound of bones breaking could be heard. Fifteen sides of the face expressionlessly broke the assassin's right hand that was using the sword. The pain of breaking bones was something ordinary people couldn't endure. The assassin in front of him was quite amazing. He didn't even make a sound. He bit his lips and broke out in a cold sweat.

Little Fishy was a doctor. After being poisoned, she still understood the necessary first aid measures. This Night Demon was also a doctor, but because the poisoned person was his younger brother, she was momentarily thrown into disarray. She held onto Night Demon with an anxious and fearful expression. He didn't have much hope, so he didn't need to cause any more trouble.

"Move out of the way, let the air circulate, don't surround him." Little Fishy pushed past the crowd, squeezed in front of the Night Demon, and swiftly took out the silver needle she carried with her. She quickly and accurately pricked a few blood spots to seal off the flow of blood, then bent down to suck out the poison blood from her shoulder for the Night Demon.

After the little fish had finished poking her acupoints, Night Empress finally regained her senses. She was frustrated that she had lost control of herself and hadn't immediately taken drugs for the little Eight Seals. After all, Ninth Sister-in-law was a woman, so how could she be told to do such a thing?

"Ninth Sister-in-law, if there's anything you need help with, feel free to tell me." The Nocturnal Simeon picked up the consciousness of being a healer and helped the small fish deal with the injuries of the Nocturne.

Little Fishy didn't have the time to pay attention to him. She pulled out a dagger from her waist, startling Night African, causing her to intervene. "What are you doing?"

"Dig into the meat!" Little Fishy returned calmly, glaring at the Nimi who had stopped her first aid. She looked at the wound, and found that the purple and red scars were gradually spreading, and they were no longer able to cut off the poisoned flesh. In a little while, she would amputate the limbs and remove the entire left arm of the Nimbus, and at that time, she would become a one-armed chivalrous hero.

If it wasn't for the fact that they were used to seeing Little Fishy's strange treatment methods, even Night Nine and Fifteen would have thought her crazy. Upon hearing that he was going to dig out the meat, Night's Meimei began to tremble, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Aren't you asking for eighth brother's life?" The Night Gentleman's face was dark and grim. He stood in front of Yu Di to prevent Yu Di from messing around.

He seemed to be used to her treatment and knew what she needed. He would consider taking her in as a disciple in case she got hurt, and someone would take good care of him.

"Fifteen, pull the seventh prince away." At Little Fishy's command, Fifteen did as he was told and immediately picked up Night Fairy, moving her to the side. But of course, he didn't actually tie her up with a rope. He only poked at her acupoints. If he really did make a move, it would not be good to get entangled with the Seventh Prince's personal guards.

Without the obstruction of the Night's Nimble, Fishy was adept at first aid, digging out the carrion from Night Demon's left shoulder with her dagger. Only when she couldn't see the purple mark did she wave her hand, take out a pill from her medicine bag, roughly pry open Night Demon's mouth, and put it into her mouth. Then, she forcefully shut her mouth and slapped it against her chest. He stretched out his hand and said, "Fifteen."

Fifteen went forward and handed her a jug of strong wine. Little Fishy held a handkerchief to the wine and carefully cleaned the wound, wiping away all the blood stains. Only then did she take out the medicine that was specially concocted by the Medicine Valley's secret recipe. She heard that it could give birth to muscle marks, and a large lump of meat was missing from Night Demon's left shoulder.

After doing everything, Little Fishy dusted her hands and straightened her back. Then, she took a basin of water and poured it in front of her in the morning. Little Fishy glared at Fifteen. Say, how come a man is more attentive than a woman? Why didn't she get 15% of her attention? She was truly envious, jealous, and hateful.

Fifteen, accustomed to being stared at, calmly put down the copper bowl and walked over to the Night's Meimei's side, unraveling his acupoints.

The Night's Meimei was intimidated by Little Fishy's ferocity. It's legs gave way, and it staggered to her side, grabbing her hand and taking her pulse. It turned out that the reason she was digging for meat was just to cure eighth brother of the poison. His pulse was stable and he didn't seem like someone who had been deeply poisoned. This was the first time he had seen someone give away an antidote like this. In addition to his admiration, he was also horrified.

"Seventh Brother, this is the prescription for Eighth Brother to clean up residual poison. I've already written down the method to take it. I'll have to trouble you to go to the Imperial Hospital to get the medicine." Little Fishy shamelessly gave a prescription to Night Demon. Everyone thought she was ugly when she wrote it, but she didn't want to give out the prescription. However, the two of them had saved that stinking brat, and they had no choice but to repay this favor.

Was this something a human could look at? The Nefarious Filthbird held out a prescription that was filled with earthworms and sand. She stared at Little Fishy in puzzlement.