Chapter 1,222: Even Yun Han Can’t Cure This Poison

He Yunting's tone was cold.

"You don't demand too much from others, and you don't impose on others what you don't want others to do to you. But Momo, this is a matter of life and death."

He Yunting said this, but he was worried to death. Momo couldn't get stuck in a dead end at this time.

"Shut up, He Yunting, I won't die."

Su Zimo looked strong, and her eyes were always glancing at Ye Qinghan.

"Who are these two old men?"

Su Zimo looked at them in surprise. Her seven beasts were not their opponents.

Looking at Qinghan's condition, he was already suffocating.

"Qinghan, big brother, save Qinghan quickly, he's dying."

Mu Yunyue begged Mu Yunxuan.

Her pretty little face was full of tears.

"Qinghan."

Su Zimo endured the severe pain in his heart.

"Don't be afraid, Yue'er, big brother will save him now."

After that, Mu Yunxuan got up to save Ye Qinghan.

"Haha!"

Seeing Mu Yunxuan flying over.

The lame man laughed happily.

"Mu Yunxuan, I'm waiting for you to come to me."

"Not good!"

Su Zimo struggled to get up from the ground.

"These two people are half human and half corpse."

"Half human and half corpse? Then are they human or corpse?"

He Yunting was confused.

Su Zimo did not answer, but hesitated for a while.

Seeing the cripple repel Baihu and others.

The poison needle in his hand quickly flew towards Mu Yunxuan again.

Su Zimo endured the severe pain in his heart and quickly released hundreds of purple rosemary wings.

Release the fragrance of rosemary.

Su Zimo controlled the rosemary wings with his mind.

"Come back all."

As soon as Su Zimo finished speaking, only Mu Yunxuan and Ye Qinghan remained in place.

The dense rosemary wings also blocked the steel needles flying towards Mu Yunxuan.

What was surprising was that the purple fragrance gradually rose from the rosemary wings.

"Blind man, hold your breath quickly, this is rosemary."

The cripple shouted in surprise.

But no matter how fast they were, some of it was still sucked in.

The cripple felt his head suddenly become heavy.

"Yunxuan, hurry."

Su Zimo was afraid that she could not hold on for too long. When the time of one incense stick was up, she would either die or faint.

Mu Yunxuan's hand conjured up the Netherworld Sword.

"Golden Dragon Slash."

As soon as the voice fell, the cripple was split in half.

"Cripple."

The blind man was blind but not blind in his heart. The strong smell of blood shocked him!

Su Zimo took advantage of his distraction and quickly used the wings of rosemary to snatch Ye Qinghan from the blind man's hand.

"Ah!"

Without the chips, the blind man screamed.

Mu Yunxuan's eyes were full of murderous intent.

He quickly swung the sword at the blind man.

"Hand over the antidote."

The Netherworld Sword was placed on the blind man's neck.

Mu Yunxuan threatened!

"You killed the cripple and still want the antidote. It's just wishful thinking."

"Humph!" Mu Yunxuan wiped the blind man's neck mercilessly.

"If you die, the antidote will naturally be available."

Mu Yunxuan took the space rings from the two people's hands and looked for the antidote.

"Qinghan."

Ye Qinghan's eyes were closed.

Mu Yunyue gently patted his face.

"Aunt, Uncle Ye is fine, he just fainted, Qi'er give him a pill, and Uncle Ye will wake up in about an hour."

Su Qi took out a pill and fed it to Ye Qinghan.

Mu Yunyue was relieved when she heard it.

"Mother!"

Su Li held Su Zimo's hand tightly, and seeing that his mother couldn't even lift her eyelids, Su Li was so anxious that he almost cried.

"Li'er, don't, don't be afraid, mother will be fine."

Su Zimo forced a smile. She was already poisoned, and she was forcibly releasing the wings of rosemary. She was also holding on now.

"Sister-in-law, Yunhan can't cure this poison either."