"They’re not dead!"
They were still breathing.
Gu Jiao didn’t know what to say anymore.
It must have been tough for Princess Xinyang, dealing with a Dragon Shadow Guard like Long Yi—she must have had many breakdowns on normal days.
The little poisonous insects had no effect on Long Yi, and he simply crushed them all to death.
However, the little poisonous insects on the other four Dragon Shadow Guards were still lively, biting on their exposed skin.
Gu Jiao squatted down and pinched a little insect off the neck of one of the guards.
Yet when she removed the black insect, its stinger broke off and remained embedded in the flesh.
It seemed that the insects had to remove the stingers by themselves.
Alright, she had the universal remedy—essential balm.
Gu Jiao took out a bottle of essential balm from her bosom and dripped it on the rest of the little insects, and sure enough, they were instantly disoriented, tumbling off the bodies of the Dragon Shadow Guards.
She had to deal with the wound on the first guard’s neck right away. Without tweezers, Gu Jiao had to use her hidden weapon—a silver needle—to pry open the wound and pick out the stinger.
Finally, she applied some healing ointment on him.
Throughout the process, Gu Jiao didn’t take any protective measures for herself, yet the insects just wouldn’t bite her. Considering that Qin Fengyang had once carried poisonous insects on her, it could be they only bite dedicated warriors.
But Long Yi was a dedicated warrior too, so why didn’t they bite him?
Now that he knew his brothers were alright, Long Yi stopped playing dead. Perhaps adhering to the principle of sharing both blessings and hardships together, including insect bites, he sat cross-legged on the ground and threw a little insect onto the back of his hand.
He kept throwing it again and again.
It felt like the insect was getting dizzy from the tossing.
Gu Jiao found an empty porcelain bottle, caught a few of the little insects, and put them into it to take back and study.
The four Dragon Shadow Guards sat against the wall; the poison from the insects was too powerful for them, and they needed some time to recover their vitality.
Gu Jiao went to look for medicine, leaving Long Yi to watch over the place.
The courtyard wasn’t large, with only four rooms. Gu Jiao searched them one by one and found a row of medicine shelves in the second to last room.
There were many topical medicinal materials on the shelves—wound-healing ointments, Hemostatic Pills, invigorating pills, and more, but these weren’t the ones Gu Jiao was looking for.
At last, Gu Jiao saw a dozen inconspicuous bottles and jars at the very bottom shelf, containing medicines she didn’t recognize.
"Which one is the antidote? Never mind, just take them all back and see."
She took out a sack, excluded the external medicines she was certain about, and packed all the unrecognizable ones into the sack.
Qin Chuyu was waiting for the antidote, so Gu Jiao didn’t bother looting anything else, otherwise she would have emptied the manor given her nature.
To be on the safe side, Gu Jiao checked the last room as well, ensuring she hadn’t missed any bottles of medicine before returning to the corridor.
The Dragon Shadow Guards hadn’t been poisoned for long, and their lives weren’t in danger. By this time, they were already able to stand and exert some of their powers.
"Let’s go!" Gu Jiao told them.
Long Yi grabbed Gu Jiao and used his light-body skill to leap out of the courtyard.
The other four, still affected by the residual poison, could only exert three or four-tenths of their usual agility, but it was enough to clear the small courtyard.
Now they had to leave this place and hurry back to the Capital City.
The sky was dark and starless, moonless.
The cold wind of a February night wasn’t as biting as midwinter, but it still cut to the bone.
The night patrols were clearly much stricter than at dusk—groups of ten, one guard and nine Dragon Shadow Guards, patrolled back and forth along the manor’s major thoroughfares.
The hundred Dragon Shadow Guards mentioned by Princess Xinyang did not mean there were only a hundred people in the manor. Counting the normal guards and leaders, there were probably a full two hundred.
Gu Jiao and the five members of Long Yi carefully avoided the patrolling Yan Country men, inching closer to the southern wall of the manor, the place they had entered from earlier.
This was the closest point to the Official Road and the easiest for retreat.
Everything was going smoothly, but unexpectedly, a wild cat suddenly appeared on their path.
This was an unforeseen circumstance; no one expected to encounter a wild cat.
Xiao Hen was afraid of cats.
Therefore, by instinct, Long Yi disliked cats.
When he released his aura, the wild cat got scared and meowed, tumbling down from the wall and hitting a dry branch.
The dry branch made a very slight crackling noise.
This was the first time Gu Jiao experienced an attack from the people of Shang Country. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
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