Such a thin needle could easily break in one's body. Once it entered one's heart, even a god would not be able to save it. If Song Qingshu was not proficient in the Life and Death Talisman and understood the characteristics of these hidden weapons in the human body, he might not have been able to force the poison out no matter how strong he was.
After the needle left the body, Song Qingshu looked at the thin needles on the pillar that were so weak that he would have missed them if he didn't look carefully. Because of his relationship with Ren Yingying, he almost immediately recognized that it was the Black Blood God Needle of the Sun Moon Sect.
Did someone from the Sun Moon Sect come to the desert?
Song Qingshu was surprised, but immediately denied this guess. Now that Ren Woxing and Ren Woxing were helping in Lin 'an, how could someone from the sect come to the desert thousands of miles away?
But this needle was indeed the Black Blood God Needle of the Sun Moon Sect. It was really confusing.
But now was not the time to think about this. Although the needle was forced out, the poison was not cured. He quickly took out an antidote pill and gave it to her. Now he was the leader of the Carefree Sect, the Sun Moon Sect, and Peach Blossom Island. At the same time, he was close friends with the Western Poison and the Poison Hand King Of Medicine, so he had all kinds of antidotes.
Originally, with his current cultivation, he did not need to bring so many medicines. But because he was poisoned by the Golden Ripple Flower and almost died, Zhou Zhiruo, Ren Yingying, and Ah-Jiu all used their own channels to find a lot of elixirs for him to protect himself. Even Huang Rong secretly gave him a lot of Huang Yaoshi's collection last time on Peach Blossom Island.
Song Qingshu naturally did not want to disappoint their good intentions. At the same time, in order to make them feel at ease, he carried these medicines with him. He did not expect it to really work.
As the medicine gradually dissolved, Ya Li Xian groaned and woke up, "Where … where is this?"
She felt so weak that she didn't even want to move her fingers. She gradually saw the situation in the tent and suddenly remembered what happened before. She felt a man pressing against her from behind and couldn't help but cry out in alarm. She subconsciously wanted to get up and escape.
"Don't move, you've been poisoned and I'm helping you force out the poison." Song Qingshu looked at her in confusion. Why did this woman have such a big reaction?
Ya Li Xian finally reacted and her pale face turned red. It turned out the other side was pointing at her back and she had been thinking too much.
"Was it you ….. that saved me?" Ya Li Xian recalled the situation just now. That black clothed man had suddenly charged in and she was shocked to find that her husband in front of her had suddenly turned into a wretched old man. Before she could react, she felt a slight pain in her chest and then she didn't know anything else.
Thinking up to here, she subconsciously lowered her head and was shocked to find that the clothes on her chest were half undone, revealing her snow-white skin. She instantly felt as if she was struck by lightning, and her tears involuntarily flowed down.
Song QingShu noticed her actions and naturally guessed what she was thinking. He said lightly, "Don't think too much. You have a poisonous needle in your chest. If I want to get the needle out, I naturally have to take off some of your clothes and force the needle to detoxify!"
"You are a mature woman, you wouldn't be like those little girls who want to die for this matter, right?"
Ya Li Xian had already seen the poison needle on the wooden stick and gradually calmed down, "Thank ….. Thank you. Our Tie Yan Tribe clearly distinguishes between gratitude and grudges. Since you did this to save me, I naturally will not blame you and will only thank you."
Song Qingshu was a bit surprised, he never thought that she would be this easy to talk to. He was prepared to deal with a bunch of melodramatic plots.
"There's no need to thank me, I just don't want to see such a beautiful woman die." Song Qingshu withdrew his true qi. The poison in her body had mostly been cleared and as long as she took medicine on time, she would be able to recover after a period of rest.
Speaking of which, the Sun Moon Religion's Black Blood God Needle was truly vicious. If it wasn't for him, no one in the Tie Yan Tribe would have been able to remove it. Moreover, the needle was too thin and the cause of death might not even be found. Dong, dong!
Sensing that the person behind her had left, Ya Li Xian quickly tried to button up the front of her clothes. It was a pity that after being poisoned, her hands and feet did not listen to her. She tried for a long time without success and she almost cried.
Song Qingshu casually waved his hand and the blanket on the side covered her body, "You've seen what you shouldn't have seen, so you don't need to be this excited. Be careful of the poison in your body repeating itself."
Ya Li Xian thought that this person was like this, but she felt that his words were very reasonable. She did not know how to refute him, so she changed the topic and said, "May I ask for the hero's name? My husband has a certain prestige in the Tie Yan Tribe and will definitely repay you. "
Song Qingshu gave a gentle laugh. Who would this woman scare by bringing up her husband at this time? But he did not expose her, "You don't need to ask for my name and I don't need you to repay me."
Ya Li Xian finally noticed that there was a black cloth covering his face and she could not see his appearance. She could only see a pair of bright eyes, "Hero, why are you covering your face?"
"This is for your own good. The less you know, the less danger there will be." Song Qingshu said, "Other than that, I want to remind you not to tell the Tie Yan Tribe about what happened today, especially that old man's appearance and clothing." Although Ya Li Xian did not recognize old man Wu Sun, that servant Wu Sun had such a wretched appearance. As long as he described him a bit, people who had seen him would be able to match him. As for his own identity, he did not want it to be exposed.
"Why?" Ya Li Xian's face was covered in a layer of anger, "That person is so bad, he actually dared to pretend to be Che Erku. I was almost ….." She was too embarrassed to continue.
Song Qingshu said, "This person's identity is very famous and he has a high status. Once this matter is exposed, it will only bring disaster to your tribe."
Ya Li Xian's face was filled with stubbornness, "Our Tie Yan Tribe is full of men, how could we be afraid of other people's power? Even if the one in trouble today was not me, but the other sisters of the tribe, we will definitely take revenge for her. "
Song Qingshu suddenly felt a toothache. The moral system and values of the nomadic tribes on the prairies were very different from the people of the central plains. Perhaps his words would not have any use at all.
Suddenly his heart moved and he said, "Why don't you think about why you unconsciously thought of him as your husband when that person looked at you?"
"I ….. I don't know either." Ya Li Xian was filled with fear as a look of fear flashed across her face, "Could it be that he is a demon from somewhere?"
Song Qingshu guided her from the side, "In the legends of your tribe, doesn't it say that there is an evil spirit in the desert?"
Ya Li Xian's body trembled, "That's right, it must be him. The legends say that the evil spirit in the desert can steal a person's soul and can kill people without leaving a trace, it must be him!"
Seeing her intense reaction, Song Qingshu finally smiled. She didn't listen to reason, he never thought that the legends of ghosts and gods would be so useful here.
"That evil spirit should not have gone far. If you don't want it to harm your tribe, then don't go back tonight. Rest here for the night and wait until tomorrow morning." Song Qingshu thought that it would be hard for her to explain if she went back now. It was fine with the Tie Yan Tribe, but old man Wu Sun would most likely be suspicious. She could only quietly go back after the Mongolian army left tomorrow, this would be the best for everyone.
"Why?" Ya Li Xian tightly grasped the blanket on her body and subconsciously took a step back.
Song Qingshu was speechless and could only explain it in a way she could understand, "That evil spirit should have heard that the Mongolians were entering the desert, so it came out. Tomorrow, the Mongolians will be heading to its nest, so naturally it will have to go back as well, otherwise its nest will be lost."
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