"Ah~!"

When Xiaocui heard the sound, she was so frightened that she quickly stood up. When she saw that it was an old man with a fairy spirit, she helped Yang Ming stand up and leaned against a small tree.

The tradition of respecting the elderly in the Tang Dynasty was deeply rooted in the people. When Xiaocui was about to salute the old man, Yang Ming said fiercely:

"You're an old man, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything! Be careful, I will sue you for slander! Also, Lang Lang, your sister, why didn't you come out to clarify the world when I was being hunted!"

The old man looked at Yang Ming, who was lying on the ground with a calm expression. He couldn't help but admire his courage:

"Oh! I see that your little brother's body is darkened and his physical condition is not very good! Do you want me to help you take your pulse and do a physical examination by the way?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Ming would not listen to his kind words, so he immediately got angry and said threateningly:

"Where can I cool off? I'm being hunted by a group of men in black right now. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you! If you are really a Taoist priest, please be merciful and help me take this girl away to avoid a bloody disaster later!"

The old man felt even more confident: This guy doesn't look bad, he just has a hard mouth and a soft heart! At this time, he is still worried about the safety of other people.

Who knew that Yang Ming, who was lying on the ground at this moment, was actually thinking:

We have only traveled through time for half an hour, as long as we wait for the man in black to strike quickly,

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I feel like I can still save the body in the Imperial Capital!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

After Xiaocui heard Yang Ming's words, he launched a new round of mental attacks!

"Grandpa Taoist Master, please help treat our young master! Our entire caravan has been poisoned by an unknown poison. The poisoned person is exhausted and weak."

"Oh! A strange poison from the Western Regions, Shixiang Ruanjin Powder?!"

Hearing that the old Taoist knew the origin of the poison, Xiao Cui burst into laughter and strode forward. She pulled the old Taoist's sleeve and started to slur and shake:

"Grandpa, our young master is a good man. He traveled thousands of miles to Khitan to collect food for the victims of the disaster in Hedong. Are you preparing to go back to help with the disaster relief? Please show mercy and save my young master!"

The old man's eyes when he looked at Yang Ming changed several times in a short while. As he slowly approached, he saw the exquisite facial features, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat!

Impossible! This guy's appearance should be that of a short-lived ghost. Why did his momentum and destiny suddenly change so much?!

If that boy Yuan Tiangang is here, he must be asked to help find out what is going on with this guy!

I originally thought that being in a fantasy world, being able to lie comfortably on the back of a small, exquisite and adorable girl would be a good choice.

I didn’t expect that all of a sudden from the old Taoist mouth

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When Yang Ming heard the term "Shixiang Ruanjin Powder" in Yitian Slaying the Dragon, he immediately became energetic.

"Hey! Old man, do you think this strange poison Shixiang Ruanjin San antidote from the Western Regions is the black jade intermittent ointment? Is the cost of this poison very expensive? Can you teach me the recipe for making this poison!"

Now it's the old man's turn to be restless!

You girl, the first thing you think of is not detoxification? You are still being hunted with half your life left, and you are still thinking about the formula of the poison. Does this poison have any effect on intelligence?

The old man looked in disbelief. He stretched out his right hand and touched Yang Ming's forehead with the back of his hand. After confirming that he had no fever, he took his pulse seriously.

"Little brother, I think you are dressed like this, you must come from a famous family! Isn't there a sect in the family that teaches you etiquette, justice and shame?"

Yang Ming thought for a while, and then said seriously:

"Is this related to the formula of Shixiang Ruanjin Powder?

Who is willing to abide by the messy etiquette rules in the Yang family sect? I don’t know who is enacted by those who do not follow the ancient times!"

Seeing Yang Ming, who looked harmless, say these shocking words, the old man who was checking his pulse became so angry that he cursed:

"Unworthy descendants! There's no way to save him! There's no way to save him! It's all in vain if you try to save this guy! Maybe something will happen and your reputation will be ruined!"
Chapter completed!