Anyway, in everyone's eyes, Duanmu Yawang is a cold-blooded and vicious person.

Duanmu Ya looked at these people's words and sneered, "Since everyone said that the poison cannot prove that Zeng Ningsan poisoned himself, do you have any evidence to prove that the poison was mine?"

Everyone choked.

Indeed, they can't prove it.

This is what they are angry with.

Many people were annoyed: "Although we can't prove it, the poison is your poisoning. It's just that your poisoning method is so brilliant in Thailand. We can't catch your handle."

The scene was a bit noisy, almost like a street in the city. The messenger frowned and asked the doctor: "Can you save this Mr. Zeng again?"

The two healers shook their heads, "Messenger, we can't do anything about it. Poison is not as simple as a cure. It must be detoxified. We don't even know what poison is, and we can't do anything about it."

The messenger frowned and said nothing.

No one wants to lose their lives on the battlefield.

However, since he is poisoned, the healer can't detoxify it, that's nothing. After all, the fight still has to continue, so delaying time will delay the process of the fight, which is absolutely impossible.

The messenger pursed his lips, and said helplessly to the astaxanthin on one side: "No matter, in this case, then you send someone to send him back to the mansion and let his family handle it."

"Yes."

The messenger's subordinates responded and called for another person to lift the shelf. Putting the person on the shelf will lift the person off the stage. However, before everyone has started to move, there is a wave of restlessness from below.

"Husband!"

Everyone looked over from the stage, and saw a middle-aged woman weeping through the crowd, about to come on stage.

People on the stage are absolutely not allowed to come up. The messenger's subordinates quickly stopped them, "Who is coming? Non-combatants can't come on stage. Please leave this lady."

"I'm not here to make trouble, but I also asked the messenger to open the Internet. My husband has been poisoned. I want to give my husband an antidote. I am afraid that he will not be able to hold it any longer!" The woman's eyelids are red and tired. .

"Who is your husband?"

After listening to the woman's words, the messenger's subordinates had already guessed the arrival, but they still asked.

The woman pointed to the unconscious person on the stage and cried out, "My husband Zeng Ningsan."

When the people on and off the stage heard this, their expressions changed a little. The messenger calmly said to his subordinates: "Let go, let people come up."

"Yes."

The subordinate responded and asked the woman to come on stage.

The woman also knows the rules. After she took the stage, she first wiped a tear, followed the messenger in a proper manner, and said: "The slave is the third wife of Zengning, and I am paying respects to the messenger."

The messenger hummed and said, "You said you came to give your husband an antidote?"

"Yes."

The messenger said: "According to our understanding, Mr. Zeng has also participated in several battles, but he has never used poison before, and he does not know how to use poison. How could he use poison this time?"

"It's a long story." The woman's eyes were red, miserable but simple: "My husband has not been upgraded for many years, but has always wanted to win in the fight, so she started to find another way and became obsessed with using drugs. , I always think of trying to use the poison in the fight, just like a demon. Recently, I have been cultivating without sleep and night, my temperament has changed greatly and my temper has become fierce."

The messenger was expressionless, but after hearing it, he asked her again: "Do you know what poison your husband is poisoned this time?"

The woman didn't dare to neglect, she said with a serious face: "I found some letters in his study. He likes to record some experiences in his daily life. I read it. If there is nothing wrong, it should have been caught in the dark night."

"Do you have an antidote?"

"I found the corresponding antidote in my husband's room."

"Okay." The messenger nodded and said to the woman: "Mr. Zeng is quite poisoned. You can take the antidote to the patient as soon as possible, or you'll be too late."

"Yes, thank you for your magnanimity!"

After the woman was blessed, she hurried to Zeng Ningsan on the runway, took out the medicine from her arms, and fed him two pills.

While feeding the woman, he kept choking, "My husband, why don't you think so, you don't know how to poison but you want to use..."

The messenger saw that the woman had fed the antidote, and said: "The fight will continue, this lady, our people will send Mr. Zeng back. Please step down first and go back with our people?"

"Yes!"

This is the best arrangement. Moreover, it is a serious matter that affects the course of the struggle. Wherever the woman dares to object, she should come and go on hurriedly.

After going down, the subordinates of the Chinese envoy asked the woman about the specific location of the woman's home, and together with the woman, sent back the unconscious Zeng Ningsan.

Seeing them leaving behind, everyone was stunned, some of them failed to react.

According to what the woman said, Zeng Ningsan was really responsible for the poison, instead of Duanmu Ya looking down?

This, this is incredible!

Looking at everyone like quail, they lowered their heads and dared not speak, Duanmu Yawang knew what they were thinking, but she didn't bother to pay attention to them, and her wounds still hurt badly.

When Ye Nongying was bandaging her, she accidentally got a little stronger, and the pain caused her to take a breath and hiss and cried out: "Can you be lighter?"

"I...I'm a big boss, this is my least strength!" Ye Nongying didn't admit her mistake at all. In order to make her sentence more consistent with her big boss, she said with a rough voice: "If you don't want to hurt, Why do you want to get hurt? If you don't get hurt, you don't have to hurt."

"..."

Duanmu Yawang wanted to give her a roll of eyes. If she could, she thought she was a masochist. Does she want to get hurt?

Ye Nongying scanned the audience who had already started talking to the people around him, and lightly hummed and looked at Duan Muya: "It's really funny. When I was fighting for people's injustice before, isn't it all righteous? Now I know that I was wronged. Because of you, why don’t the righteous people know that they want to apologize to you?"

"Because in their hearts, they are still very upset with me."

Duanmu Yawang didn't think that those people would apologize to her. Although they envy her that she is friends with Fang Zhushang and want to be close to her to please her, they still don't like her very much in their hearts.

If they can, what they hope most is that she does not exist on this battle arena!

Under such circumstances, how could they apologize to her?

It's just wishful thinking!

The messenger saw that Ye Nongying was dressing Duanmu Yawang with medicine, so he didn't drive her away, but the fight needed to continue, so he raised his voice to the audience and said: "I haven't challenged Du Ren, now you can choose one to challenge. The selection begins now."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's attention became concentrated again, and they were gearing up one by one.

When the messenger said that he could choose the people who wanted to fight in order, someone immediately said: "My Ji Qingsan is going to challenge Duanmu Yawang!"

At this point, there was a pity of sigh from the audience, and there was also a sound of envy, "I really envy the serial number first, Duanmu Yawang is injured, it is a pity that such a good opportunity is let to others. ."

"Yeah, Duanmu Yawang was injured. Anyone with a little strength should be able to beat her. We definitely have no problem. Unfortunately, the opportunities are all other people's."

This remark attracted many people's approval.

Someone really wants to continue to challenge her!

Duanmu Yawang heard the voice of the man who claimed to be Ji Qingsan, without moving his eyelids, followed the sound.

It was a man who looked quite young, probably in his twenties, with an average face, not ugly or good-looking, with dark skin, looked very energetic, and had a cheerful and upward temperament.

Duanmu Yawang looked at this man who claimed to be Ji Qingsan, not disgusted, and didn't know how strong he was.

Hearing the voice, the messenger followed the sound of Chao Ji Qing to look around. After looking at him, he asked calmly, "Are you sure?"

Ji Qing glanced at Duanmu Ya before nodding: "OK."

The messenger nodded, turned to look at Duanmu Yawang, and said: "Miss Duanmu, you are now injured by poisoning, and it is not considered minor. In this case, you can choose to drop the challenge and enter the next round, the same is true. Accept the challenge, how do you choose?"

Duanmu Yawang raised her head, curled her lips and smiled, "I accept the challenge."