583: C583 The Product of Three Civilizations

C583 The Product of Three Civilizations

The rain of arrows shot up and then fell.

The black-clothed men instantly raised their black shields.

They formed a square formation in an instant.

They protected each other.

They actually used their shields to block the first wave of arrows.

At the same time, they maintained their formation and charged forward madly.

They quickly arrived in front of Xiao Yun.

The corners of those generals' eyes twitched, and they immediately understood their intentions.

"Quickly attack! They're not trying to break the formation, they're here to save us! "

The generals were filled with regret.

How could they have thought that such a sudden army was here to save people?

If they were the commanders, they would not do such a meaningless thing.

The men in black were the new force. If they joined the battle, it would be the best if they were to stab into the ribs of the rebel army.

And to be able to do this, it was really Golden Armor General who had put in a lot of effort.

Originally, the city throw was suppressed by the rebel army's arrows. Not to mention standing on top of the city wall, those people in the city would also be greatly threatened by the projectiles.

However, that damned Golden Armor General had tied up many of the rebel soldiers and made them live targets.

Out of consideration for morale, the generals temporarily stopped their projectiles on the city walls.

It was precisely because of this that these black-clothed people had the opportunity to run up and lay down ropes that could jump down from the high palace wall.

This was a chance that Golden Armor General had risked his life to find a chance to counterattack.

But those black-clothed men actually didn't use it? !

Instead, they wanted to save Golden Armor General.

Didn't that mean... the tables had turned?

Just as the generals were still in a state of confusion.

Those men in black were already desperately protecting Xiao Yun as they walked towards the palace gates.

Xiao Yun was actually a little delirious right now.

He felt that someone was coming to pull him, so he immediately went up with a slash.

He cut off the opponent's shield.

Luckily, that person reacted quickly and dodged to the side.

Then, he hurriedly shouted, "Lord Xiao, it was His Majesty who asked us to save you. Please come with us!"

"That's right. Lord Xiao, please rest assured. Everything is under our control."

Xiao Yun recovered a little bit of his spirit and said with a dry voice, "His Majesty? You? Save me?"

"That's right, this isn't the place to talk. Lord Xiao, quickly follow us and leave!"

As they spoke, the two of them directly carried Xiao Yun onto their bodies. With a shield on top of them, they flew towards the palace.

The arrows were still descending madly, smashing onto the shield. Ding Dong sounds continuously rang out.

Occasionally, a few of them would pass through, but before they could land on Xiao Yun's body, they would be knocked away by the shields of the people beside them.

The sound of quiet rain could be heard.

It was a slightly bumpy soft bed.

Xiao Yun felt as if he was on a boat on a rainy night.

He narrowed his eyes and exhaled a breath of foul air.

If he really wanted to die, dying in this kind of environment seemed pretty good.

But this smell...

Just like in his previous life.

Smoke, steel, blood.

There was not a single spot on his body that felt warm.

It was very cold.

It was especially cold.

However, he was powerless to lift his arms and use his body temperature to warm himself.

This feeling was even somewhat despairing.

That's right...

This was the feeling of dying.

He had experienced it once in his previous life.

Had he lost too much blood?

That's not right. In his previous life, he did not seem to have experienced the process of losing blood. That violent explosion instantly took his life.

Actually, thinking about it carefully, although it was a little aggravated, that kind of rapid death seemed to be a good thing.

However, thinking about it carefully, even if the process was extremely painful.

But in this process, he was still alive.

As long as he was alive, he was stronger than anything else!

When he was still young, he remembered the old dean of the orphanage saying this.

There seemed to be another person who had said this before.

Who was it?

It seemed to be his first master.

That woman who usually looked cold and didn't know how to express her feelings.

Speaking of which, I seem to miss her a lot.

Starting from his previous life.

"Hu..."

He exhaled another mouthful of foul air.

Xiao Yun wanted to get up.

However, the strength in his body had already started flowing away along with the blood.

Sleeping like this... seemed like a pretty good ending.

He was too tired.

It seemed that since a long time ago, this world had just been opened? No, from the moment he entered that organization, it seemed like he had been very tired.

Occasionally, he would also have some free time, but... if he was free, he would feel a sense of crisis.

It was as if there was something waiting for him in front of him.

Only by working hard to make himself more tired would he be able to stop thinking about those things.

He once thought that he was the only one who was like this. In the end, after seeing so many workaholic people, he understood that everyone in this world seemed to be like this.

In the future, there would always be something that he didn't even dare to think about.

He couldn't avoid it, he couldn't escape.

The only thing he could do was to find a way to make himself busy. Then... go and forget about it for the time being.

If he kept working hard, he would give people a sense of peace.

I tried my best.

As long as I did my best, at least I could convince myself.

"Medicine..."

Xiao Yun said with a trembling voice.

The person carrying him was clearly stunned for a moment, and his body paused for a moment.

Perhaps in their point of view, Xiao Yun was already dead.

Only when they came into close contact with him did they realize how serious Xiao Yun's injuries were.

If it was anyone else, they would have been a cold corpse by now.

But Xiao Yun was still alive.

Even if... His body was as cold as a corpse.

They were actually planning to send Xiao Yun back as soon as possible, and let His Majesty meet him while he was still breathing.

Because His Majesty had said that if there was no news of Xiao Yun, he would not leave.

At this time, someone had even arranged for the First Prince to be escorted away.

That was because His Majesty had made preparations that might lead to his death.

But even if he was unwilling.

There was still a black-clothed person who hurriedly reached out to undo Xiao Yun's armor and began rummaging through his clothes.

Finally, in a small bag at his waist, he saw some golden powder.

"Is it this?"

He tried his best to put the powder in front of Xiao Yun.

He had heard that people who were about to die could not see or hear clearly.

He could not even see anything that was close to him.

Xiao Yun took a look and slowly nodded his head.

He used all his strength to say, "Spread it on the wound."

The best medicine in the world was Xiao Yun's medicine.

It was different from the medicine used to treat muscles and bones.

This medicine was made by mixing three types of medicine.

It could even be said that it was a product of the three civilizations gathering together, taking advantage of the long and short to make up for the short.

In the past, he was the most outstanding assassin in the world.

To what extent was he outstanding?

At that time, the world thought that the most precious talent of time was the top scholar.

China had taken a thousand years, and only six hundred and fifty scholars had been born from hundreds of generations of people. They were all dragons and phoenixes amongst men.

As for the organization that Xiao Yun was in, it had existed for nearly two thousand years.

There were only three assassins at his level!

Many of his colleagues did not even know that his organization had such a "talent title."

The top people would often encounter other top figures or things.

It was rumored that in ancient times, there was something called the Golden Sore Medicine.

Saber wounds and the like, just apply it.

However, according to archaeological discoveries, those Golden Sore Medicine were actually not that magical. Some were all random formulas, and there were even some components of grass, wood, and ash. They simply could not achieve the legendary effects.

However, Xiao Yun met a person, an extremely ordinary person.

He was indeed an extremely ordinary person. He received a salary of less than 3000 per month, and even worked diligently.

However, his family was extraordinary. At least a few hundred years ago, they were extraordinary.

As the owner of an orderly inheritance and the name at the end of the family tree, he also had another formula that had been passed down in his family for over 1,000 years.0

An ancient language was different from some small characters. It was more like a hieroglyphic word, but it was not recorded in any historical records.

It was a guess, a test, and even some language experts. Xiao Yun spent a lot of effort to understand the general meaning of those words.

That was the prescription.

A medicinal formula for Golden Sore Medicine.

In the end, before it was copied, Xiao Yun had used the power of two of the world's best laboratories. He had spent a lot of money, and some of the raw materials were worth millions or tens of millions per gram.

It was an astronomical gamble.

In the end, Xiao Yun lost the bet.

The prescription was only 90% complete.

According to his guesses, two of the medicines were already extinct in this world.

Until he came to this world, Xiao Yun actually miraculously found a substitute.

Combined with the characteristics of this world's medicine, as well as some profound knowledge of medicine and pathology from his previous life.

Xiao Yun had used the power of three civilizations to finally replicate the Golden Sore Medicine!

The golden powder that was sprinkled on his body now was.

He had always thought that the Golden Sore Medicine was a medicine to treat metal injuries. It must be a medicine to treat tetanus.

However, after seeing the medicine, he realized that the first word of the Golden Sore Medicine's name probably came from its color.

"Sss!"

The heavily injured and powerless Xiao Yun also mustered strength out of nowhere and let out a roar when the medicine was poured into his wound.

Then, with a flip of his eyes, he completely fainted.

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