Chapter 48
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"Lord, they can't hold on much longer!" Huo Guang shouted from afar.
The soldiers clutched their wounds and surrounded five of the young generals. They had been poisoned by Ding Wugu's black energy. Their bodies were black and they trembled.
Yan Chuan raised an eyebrow. "Mo Yu Xi, fulfill your promise!"
Yan Chuan knew a bit about feng shui, but his cultivation was too low. He couldn't cure the poison.
"Ding Wugu, cure them!" Mo Yu Xi called out to the dwarf.
"I don't understand. I've suffered great humiliation, but I won't pursue the matter because of the Holy Maiden's words. You want me to save them? Don't even think about it! "Ding Wugu said sinisterly.
"Ding Wugu!" Mo Yu Xi said coldly.
"Holy Maiden, I'm not your subordinate. You still need to rely on me to enter the feng shui formation. Are you going to ignore my feelings for a few ants? I won't save them over my dead body! "Ding Wugu said coldly.
Ding Wugu looked coldly at Yan Chuan with disdain. He still needed a feng shui master to enter the feng shui formation. Ding Wugu believed that Mo Yu Xi couldn't do anything to him.
Mo Yu Xi frowned, then sighed.
"Qing Long, go take a look and see if there's a way to save them!" Mo Yu Xi said with a frown.
Mo Yu Xi's words made her stance clear. She would rather offend Yan Chuan than Ding Wugu at this critical juncture.
Yan Chuan didn't say anything. He walked over to check on the five young generals.
Qing Long poured a beam of green light into one of the young generals. However, the young general only trembled, his face still black.
"Holy Maiden!" Qing Long shook his head, indicating that he couldn't cure the poison.
"It's useless. This is Feng Shui evil poison. It has already entered the heart meridian. You don't understand Feng Shui, so you can't cure it!" Ding Wu Gu said to Qing Long in disdain.
"Lord!" The soldiers saluted Yan Chuan as he walked over.
These five young generals had died for the sake of protecting Yan Chuan. Naturally, Yan Chuan would not leave them be.
He stretched out his hand and Liu Jin immediately handed him the emerald jade brush. He handed over the inkstone.
He dipped the brush in ink. Yan Chuan quickly wrote on the foreheads of the five people.
Mr. Munro's eyes lit up when he saw the jade brush.
"This money? Mr Munro shook his head. It's impossible to write such domineering words with such poor handwriting! "
Yan Chuan ignored him and quickly wrote on the five people's foreheads.
As soon as the brush was drawn, a breeze suddenly blew in the surroundings. Bursts of green light suddenly appeared and slowly flowed into the bodies of the five people.
"Clear!" "Clear!"
He wrote five characters in a row. Bursts of green light enveloped the five poisoned people.
"He really wrote this? So it's really his handwriting! "Mr. Munro exclaimed from afar.
As he exclaimed, Mr. Munro's face showed a moment of bitterness. Looking at the young man's back, Mr. Munro felt that all his previous calligraphy practice had gone to waste.
Mr. Yang looked at Yan Chuan with jealousy and said, "Handwriting? It's just a small trick! "
Ding Wu Gu also looked at him with hatred.
"Lord, will they be okay?" Huo Guang asked worriedly.
Yan Chuan handed the brush to Liu Jin. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm not sure. It's up to fate. My handwriting can only disperse a part of the evil poison. The rest is up to them. Guard this place and don't touch their bodies!"
"Yes!" The Silver Armor Soldiers answered.
"Huo Guang, stay here and check on everyone's injuries!" Yan Chuan looked at Huo Guang.
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