Super Master System

This Qing Daoist disciple Gu Zhong, who was the first to recover, knew him, and it happened to be Huang Tao, Mu Yuefeng's little fancier who was pointing at him in Heishan City.

"Gu Zhong, don't forget, our head told you the detoxification method!"

Probably just after detoxification, Huang Tao only felt comfortable all over, and his throat became a bit louder when he spoke.

Gu Zhong raised his eyebrows, leaving him with a contemptuous smile, and handed He Xingyue the disposable paper cup that he had brushed out of the system before.

"Serve the disciples."

The disciples of the Cangshan faction had already lined up and waited for arrangements.

"okay!"

He Xingyue handed Gu Zhong an expression of "I did not read you wrong", and happily went to work as a waterman.

"Hey! Gu Zhong, don't you think this is too much?"

Huang Tao blocked Gu Zhong's path and scolded. In his opinion, Gu Zhong's move was completely a small pedestrian walk across the river and bridge.

Gu Zhong directly ignored Huang Tao who was half a head shorter than him, and he was relieved as he watched the disciples gradually recover their appearance and cultivation after drinking the antidote.

However, there are still some disciples who are still in the paralyzed stage of poisoning and cannot walk. Gu Zhong is preparing to send them the antidote himself.

"Ancient clock!"

Ignored by Gu Zhong twice in a row, Huang Tao roared, the aura burst out all over his body, and rushed to the back of Gu Zhong with a subtle body technique.

Carrying the strong wind, he patted the back of Gu Zhong's head.

"Papa--"

Gu Zhong turned around, gave Huang Tao two big ears, and directly fanned him in the air like a top.

"Oh~~~" Turning to finally Huang Tao couldn't tell the south, east and west, he was holding the wall and constantly vomiting the bitter water in his stomach, and remembering that Gu Zhong asked him to spit out the antidote he was drinking, he woke up in panic .

He swallowed the acid water that was stuck in his mouth quickly, fearing that the antidote he had just eaten would be vomited out again.

"I knew I should have let him go out and blow the air."

He Xingyue, who was standing next to the water tank holding water, glanced at Huang Tao disgustingly, and said.

"Ignore him, let the disciples drink first, and let him toss the rest."

"By the way, is Chu Yicheng awake yet?"

Gu Zhong scanned the hall intently, but he never saw Mu Yuefeng and Empress Yi, Mo Yu and Wang Manman, and even Wang Xingkong, who was always by Wang Manman's side, was not there.

"Not yet, I left him a bowl, don't worry."

"Yeah." Gu Zhong nodded, scooped up a few bowls in the water tank as spares, and continued to give the disciples the antidote.

In less than a quarter of an hour, more than 90 disciples of the Inner Sect and the Temple of Wind and Rain all took the medicine, and their cultivation and appearance returned to the way they were before they were poisoned.

And the water in the tank has already consumed more than half, and the Qingdao faction has more poisoned people than the Cangshan faction, and it is evenly distributed to everyone, probably only a small bowl of water.

Of course, excluding those in the ancient bell storage device, whether or not it can detoxify depends on fate. After all, ancient bell still has five or six people who have not detoxified himself, and ancient bell has never been a good person.

Even if the task cannot be completed in the end, he must put his disciples in the first place.

"come here."

Gu Zhong called Tie Zhu, who had fully recovered, to him, "Brother Wang, how about your sister Mo Yu?"

Tie Zhu looked embarrassed, hesitating to say.

"What? You don't want to save them?" Gu Zhong shouted sharply.

Tie Zhu hurriedly said: "No, no, no, Sister Mo Yu and Sister Wang don't want people to see how they are getting old. Before you arrive in the head, Junior Brother Chu took them to the cabinet."

He glanced at the cabinet on the left, "To what extent are they poisoned?"

"The limbs started to become stiff an hour ago."

"Say it soon!"

A black shadow flashed before Qian Xiaohu's eyes, and Gu Zhong disappeared immediately.

"Swipe..."

Damn it! As soon as he entered the inner room, he was greeted by four famous beauties lying on the bed of Nuo Grand Palace. On the bedside, Wang Xingkong held a sword in one hand and guarded him.

The moment Gu Zhong appeared, their sights also looked towards Gu Zhong.

"Sorry... I'm late."

He scratched his head awkwardly. He felt that something was wrong when he didn't see a few of them. It stands to reason that they shouldn't be unresponsive to such a big movement outside the hall.

He also thought that it was because he would get old quickly after being poisoned, so he hid. Girls, especially the long and beautiful girls, Gu Zhong can understand completely. He was thinking about waiting for Chu Yicheng to wake up and let him send the antidote. .

Unexpectedly, it was not Mo Yu and the others who hid at all, but they were "hidden" and paralyzed. It was impossible for Yu Guzhong to meet.

They naturally heard the movement outside. Lu Yiyi regretted her death. She asked her son Chu Yicheng to bring them to the cabinet to prevent others from seeing his rapidly aging face.

Unexpectedly, by mistake, I missed the antidote.

Fortunately, fortunately, Gu Sect finally thought of them.

"Wait."

Gu Zhong took out all the antidote stored in his inventory, reaching out to help the disciple on the bed to detoxify, but looking around, four **** women lay on the bed like a spell, and Can't speak.

Everything was left at the mercy of the ancient clock, and thinking about the ancient clock began to think far.

"Harm." With two heavy knocks on the head, Gu Zhong first picked up a bowl of antidote and walked to Wang Xingkong.

"It's better to save our brother Wang first, and call Xiao Yueyue in later."

He forcibly moved his gaze away from the spring light on the palace bed, held Wang Xingkong's body and poured the antidote into it.

A bowl of water went down quickly, and after waiting for a few seconds, he didn't have the expected response.

"Brother Wang? What's it like?"

Wang Xingkong moved his lips with difficulty before pulling out a few words from his throat.

"Slightly better...a little bit?"

"Just a little bit??"

Wang Xingkong blinked his eyes and agreed.

"Shouldn't it?"

Then took out a bowl of antidote and poured it down on Old Wang.

"Guru, Guru..."

Gu Zhong smiled, he can swallow it voluntarily, shouldn't it be a problem?

"Or not…"

This time Wang Xingkong was able to speak smoothly. If he hadn't really felt the signs of recovery from his aura, Gu Zhong would feel that Old Wang was playing him.

"Drink again!"

After drinking another bowl of antidote, Wang Xingkong gradually recovered.

what happened? There was a big greeting in Gu Zhong's mind. Everyone else only needs one bowl. Why does Old Wang want two bowls?

And his poison is not as deep as those of the disciples outside...

Suddenly, Gu Zhong's thoughts were pierced by a sharp silver needle, and he stood up and rushed outside the hall.

At this time, He Xingyue was also walking towards her in a hurry.

The two said in unison: "Not enough antidote!"