On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 1982 Pretend to Surrender

Yinding closed his eyes, and the strong smell of blood lingered at the tip of his nose, mixed with the cold and damp river water and penetrated into his lungs.

The wooden board beneath him was a little uncomfortable - but he could still bear it.

In my ears were the sounds of chaotic footsteps, heavy breathing, and the friction of heavy objects being dragged.

Many of the people from the martial arts world who came with us this time have now become cold corpses.

"Hurry up! Master Zhou is still on the island waiting for an inventory!" A hoarse voice scolded. Yinding recognized it as the voice of Wang Tou, Zhou Lie's most capable lackey.

The screams from the boat just now were still echoing in my mind. Those people were killed, and those who were not killed could not escape the effect of the poison.

"The ship has been cleared. There are thirteen people in total. All of them died of poisoning. No one is alive." Someone reported.

"Move! Move them all to the island. Master Zhou wants to inspect it himself."

Wang Tou's voice was getting closer and closer, and Yinding could feel someone turning over the corpse beside him.

Finally, two pairs of rough hands grabbed his arms and dragged him up like a dead dog.

Yinding's head drooped limply, his hair covering his face, and he allowed them to drag him under the boat.

He cursed in his heart: Just wait for me!

When getting off the boat, he deliberately curled his toes, causing the person dragging him to slip and almost fall into the water, which scared the person a lot.

Yinding laughed secretly.

He opened his eyes slightly and saw that the people being dragged behind him were Wu Liang, Han Peng and Chen Ling.

The three of them were also very smart. They did not fight head-on, but pretended to be poisoned, so their bodies looked dirty. In fact, they just rolled over on their own and were not injured at all.

As soon as I stepped onto the muddy ground of the island, a familiar voice suddenly rang out, with unquestionable majesty: "Stop."

Yinding closed his eyes and his heart suddenly sank.

This voice—Zhou Lie!

Could it be that he hasn't shown up yet? It turns out he's been waiting here.

The two people who were carrying him immediately stopped and bowed their heads respectfully: "Master Zhou."

Wang Tou quickly stepped forward, his flattering voice completely different from the scolding he had just said: "Master Zhou, just leave this little matter to us."

"Let me see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net."

Zhou Lie's voice was calm, and Yin Ding could feel a sharp gaze falling on him.

"how is he?"

"How could your medicine fail? We just checked this kid and found that the poison had taken effect, but he was still breathing." Wangtou explained hurriedly.

"Get out of the way." Zhou Lie's voice became a little colder, and Wang Tou stepped aside awkwardly.

Zhou Lie walked up to the silver ingot and looked at it carefully.

He really likes Yinding. Among this group of people, although Yinding is not good-looking and fat, and looks stupid, he is actually very smart.

Especially in terms of skills, Zhou Lie dared to assert that after so many attempts, Yinding had never used his full strength.

"Splash water on him to wake him up." Zhou Lie ordered.

Yinding cursed inwardly, and the next second, a basin of cold river water was poured over his head.

Yinding greeted the Zhou family's ancestors a thousand times in his heart, his eyelids trembling, pretending to have just woken up.

In his blurred vision, a man in a black brocade robe was looking down at him condescendingly, his face stern and a sneer on his lips - it was Zhou Lie.

Zhou Lie squatted down and gently patted his cheek with his fingers. His tone seemed to be soothing, but it was chilling: "How is it? Does it feel bad?"

Yinding pretended to be confused and looked at him without saying a word.

Zhou Lie stood up and said, "Silver Hero, I'll give you a chance. Follow me wholeheartedly. From now on, you will have everything you need."

Yinding recovered and asked in a hoarse voice, "Aren't I working for you now?"

Zhou Lie shook his head: "No, this is different."

"Before, I was at most a retainer, but from now on, I'll be your subordinate for life."

Yinding laughed in his heart - you deserve it!

His face showed shock and anger: "For life? I am a man of the martial arts world. This is just temporary. I will return to the martial arts world."

Zhou Lie sneered and pointed at the corpses piled up like a small mountain around him. "Look at their fate. They died of poison. Follow me and you can survive."

He pulled out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom and shook it, causing the pills inside to make a crisp sound. "This contains the antidote. Without my antidote, within three hours, you will bleed to death from all seven orifices, just like them."

Yinding's eyes fell on the porcelain bottle and he said nothing.

"As long as you agree and serve me loyally, this antidote will be yours."

Zhou Lie handed the porcelain bottle to him: "And every month from now on, I will give you an antidote to keep you safe. Otherwise..."

He paused, his eyes suddenly becoming fierce: "Now I can let you taste the effects of the poison and let you know what it means to live a life worse than death."

Wang Tou echoed from the side, "Boy, don't be ungrateful! It's a blessing for you that Master Zhou is willing to give you a chance. No matter how many people beg for it, they can't get it!"

Yinding clenched his fists—he had to act out the whole act. If he agreed too readily, Zhou Lie, who was naturally suspicious, would definitely be suspicious.

"What? Still hesitating?" Zhou Lie's patience seemed to be running out. He took back the porcelain bottle and pretended to turn around. "I don't have that much time to wait for you."

"I have a condition," Yinding said. He looked at the porcelain bottle in Zhou Lie's hand, then looked at the corpses of his companions around him, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

"What conditions?"

"Wu Liang and I came here together, so we have to give him a chance. Han Peng and Chen Ling are also good friends. I don't care about the others, but I have to take care of these three."

Zhou Lie showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Very good, very loyal."

He threw the porcelain bottle to Yin Ding: "I promise!"

The silver ingot caught the porcelain bottle, pulled out the cork, and a fragrance wafted out.

He looked at the brown pill inside, pretended to hesitate for a moment, then tilted his head back and swallowed it.

The pill melted in my mouth, and a warm current instantly spread throughout my body.

He smacked it and, lo and behold, it was indeed good stuff.

"Very good." Zhou Lie clapped his hands, "Boss Wang, take them down first."

"Yes, Master Zhou." Wang Tou responded and said to Yin Ding, "Follow me."

Yinding stood up, staggered a bit, and followed Wangtou.

Wu Liang and the other two who were being carried behind also changed direction.

Wu Liang naturally understood Yinding, but Han Peng and Chen Ling didn't know. When they heard that Yinding was still thinking about them at the critical moment, they were filled with gratitude.

Yinding had no time to think about these things. He walked and observed his surroundings.

Zhou Lie wouldn't choose such a place for no reason, nor would it be a spur-of-the-moment decision.

This place must be very special.

He had to find out what secret this was so that he could report it to the prince and princess when he got back.

This trip was really worthwhile as we found out where the food was and also landed on this island.

At this time, Yan Ruyu was asking Huo Changhe, "Still no news about the silver ingot?"