1novels Chapter 91
Chapter 91
Clouds covered the moon, and suddenly the wind surged, and the boy's cries seemed weak.
The man covered in black calmly walked out of the grass and trees, tapped his toes lightly, and flew down in front of the two clinging to each other. The sword in his hand was already out of the sheath, flashing white light, and was thirsting for blood. Moisturize.
Lu Jia's forehead was sweating profusely, his body trembled uncontrollably, and purple-black blood gradually oozed from his shoulders. Wu Ci'er was proficient in using poison and Gu, so he naturally knew that Lu Jia had been poisoned.
Seeing that the man in black was going to make a bad move, the man gritted his teeth and drew his sword, but the poison that swept his whole body made him bow his head in a few moments, and with the sword on the ground, Wu Ci'er secretly took out a detoxified little Gu worm from his body Just as he was about to send it into Lu Jia's wound, the man spat out another mouthful of thick blood mist.
Wu Ci'er was a little at a loss, and hurriedly hugged Lu Jia, using himself as a cover to carefully feed the bug into the wound.
The man in black obviously didn't want to delay the battle, holding the sword, the silver light suddenly appeared, and the chill was overwhelming.
After the sharp sword broke through the air, it stagnated in mid-air. The man in black's veil stared at Wu Ci'er, who was tightly hugging Lu Jia, and spoke.
"It's none of your business, get out of the way, or don't blame me for chopping you up together, kid."
Wu Ci'er shook her head, but hugged the man even tighter.
"Who are you?" Wu Ci'er cried tremblingly, sniffed, and said, "Why did you do such a thing, why..."
The man in black was obviously also teased by him, and tilted his head as if lost in memory. For a moment, he saw Lu Jia's face turning blue and purple in Wu Ci'er's arms, thinking how fast the poisonous effect was, seeing this Lu Jia was also doomed, so he calmed down and said to Wu Ci'er: "There are people above who want your lover's life, so can you let me go?"
Wu Ci'er still shook her head and cried, "Who is it, tell me who it is!"
Lu Jia moved her pale lips, as if about to speak, but did not utter a word.
The man in black became a little impatient, and said: "Why do you need to know so much, kid, he is dying of poison anyway, why don't you get out of the way, the higher-ups said that they can't hurt you in the slightest, presumably you are relying on this to be so reckless, But what's the use?"
The man in black's sword slashed across the ground, and he continued: "Anyway, he's going to be a dead man! Why don't you let me speed him up and give him relief."
Wu Ci'er pursed her lips and gritted her teeth, as if she was fighting fiercely in her heart. At this time, the man in her arms made a weak voice.
"Xiaoci, I'm useless, I'm ruined..."
"Shut up," Wu Ci'er pointed her lips to tell Lu Jia not to say such words again, then, she looked up at the man in black, with tears in her eyes, and said, "Are you Shen Youlian's? Or Luo From Satin Island? I'll go with you, I'll go with you..."
After repeating it twice, Wu Ci'er really let go of Lu Jia gently, got up and walked to the man in black, wiped his tears with the corner of his sleeve, and said as if begging: "Please do me good, he is in such pain, why don't you give me money?" He is relieved, don't let him suffer any more."
The man in black actually smiled, his eyes rolled up, and he nodded, the sword in his hand turned over, Pokong was about to fall.
At this moment, the pupils of the man in black suddenly constricted.
There are thousands of insects and holes.
There seemed to be thousands of worms wriggling to the bone, and the man in black instantly covered his heart and knelt down. From the corner of his eye, he saw the unexpected sneer at the corner of Wu Ci'er's mouth. Such a smile should not belong to him in the first place.
It turned out that just now, beside the man in black who was not on guard against him, Wu Ci'er used a small poisonous Gu, and the wound as sharp as a needle made the man fall to the ground in cold sweat.
But Lu Jia beside him got up slowly, as if he was fine.
"You..." The man in black clutched his chest, regretting his carelessness while struggling.
Lu Jia saw that there was still some anger in the corners of Wu Ci'er's eyes, and as if knowing what to do, he threw his sword over, and Wu Ci'er caught it. Then, with a dexterous twist of his wrist, the white blade pierced the man in black's chest.
Nanman watched the man die quietly.
"Luo Duanzhou's dog." He said coldly.
The green boa constrictor, which was gradually winding under its feet, climbed up the gradually icy corpse, spitting out a red letter.
Immediately, Wu Ci'er showed a sweet smile to Lu Jia again. Although her face was too embarrassed with blood and tears, she was still so pitifully cute in Lu Jia's eyes.
Thanks to the little Gu worm that Wu Ci'er carried with her.
Lu Jia calmed down and resumed cross-legged exercises to heal his injuries.
"Will you stay here tonight?" Wu Ci'er asked while squatting down to wipe the man's sweat.
Lu Jia shook his head and said, "Wait a minute, rest for a while, let's continue on our way."
Wu Ci'er nodded.
long silence.
At the same time, in the Martial Arts League, Shen Youlian crushed the teacup in her hand, her chest was filled with the smell of blood, and she coughed out another mouthful of bright red.
Not reconciled.
Shen Youlian has practiced different martial arts since she was a child, and her health has always been poor. Her internal organs were already a little weak. Now when she was interrogating Murong, who tortured and killed her own sister, she was ridiculed by this poor man again. In her mind, she kept depicting that man who was embarrassed and arrogant. Even if he pretended to be used to the leader's belly, he still hated Murong Chengshuang.
Just let him die comfortably.
Thinking of the scene of Murong Chengshuang being dragged down and his hoarse scolding before he left, Shen Youlian laughed angrily.
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