In the dark kitchen, the sharp long sword stabbed down with the sound of the wind, and the unavoidable little Taoist watched the tip of the sword get closer and bigger, getting bigger and bigger, and finally stabbed directly into his left eye. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The eyelids are only a thin layer, and it is useless to close them or not.

At the moment when the sword edge came into his eyes, Xu Yan thought that he would die, but the two stones in his hands never moved.

The reason why he didn't fight back desperately before dying was because Liao Jiuming stabbed Xu Yan's left eye.

When he was a child, the little Taoist priest who took the cloud view always lived in fear, because his eyes could see many, many terrifying scenes, including mountain spirits and monsters, as well as demons and monsters.

A few years old, he couldn't bear this terrifying vision, and before he practiced turning a blind eye, Xu Yan once thought about gouging out his left eye, and he did so, but unfortunately, when the iron stick pierced into his left eye, he just felt a little pain, and his eyes were unhindered.

It wasn't like an eye, it was like a diamond set in its socket!

Boom!

The crisp sound was like a clash of swords, resounding in the dim back kitchen, accompanied by Liao Jiuming's incredible exclamation, and Xu Yan's hideous drinking.

At the same time as the blade stabbed, Xu Yan's back was pushed up with all his might, as if it was twisted in fear, but in fact he was stretching his body so that he could use his strength.

The blade entered his eyes, Xu Yan's waist and back, which he had tried his best, sank suddenly, there seemed to be a hot current surging in his body, and his arms were even more picked up with all his strength when the hot current rushed to his hands, and the stone in his hand was not thrown, but just stuck to the palm of his hand.

The palms were raised, and the evil wind slapped at Liao Jiuming, who was hunched at the waist.

"Twin Sparrows!!

Syllable!!!

Surprised by the vision that a sword did not pierce the other party's eyes, Liao Jiuming was stepping on Xu Yan with his foot again, leaning over with a long sword in his hand, it was too late for him to dodge, the palms of the two young men slapped directly on his left and right temples, and two puffs of blood mist also splashed out from both sides of Liao Jiuming's head at the same time.

The first form of the three forms of flying stones is called the flying locust, and the double finch is the name of the second form.

Shoot with both hands, double sparrows!

The two thin arms were broken and fell weakly, and the two stones were forever left on the head of the flying centipede, and each stone sank into it more than three inches deep, directly opening Liao Jiuming's head.

Boring.

The long sword fell to the side weakly, Liao Jiuming's face still had an unbelievable look, he still couldn't believe that a small Taoist priest could still use such a huge power when he was completely suppressed by him, that eye that couldn't even pierce the innate sword qi, was it an eyeball or a golden iron?

Holding a stone with the palm of your hand is not the same concept as a stone thrown out of your arm.

To be able to support a stone in the palm of your hand, so as to smash into a skull that is no less hard than a stone, what needs to be mobilized is not strength, but true qi!

A large mouthful of blood flowed out of his wide open mouth, his skull was smashed, and the true qi in Liao Jiuming's body suddenly dispersed, and as soon as the true qi dispersed, the poison that had been suppressed by him for a long time poured into his heart at the same time, and under the double blow of internal and external blows, this flying centipede of Yuanshanzhai had more air in and less air out, and the look in his eyes began to recede rapidly.

"Hit the stone...... Entering the monument, five ......"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Liao Jiuming's eyes were full of complexity, there was fear and incomprehension, there was fear and confusion, and finally it gradually became a hollow, the body fell aside, and before he died, he only said half a sentence that Xu Yan didn't understand at all.

In fact, what Liao Jiuming said, Xu Yan couldn't hear it clearly, he was rolling in pain with his left eye, and the surrounding pots and pans were knocked to the ground by him.

When he was young, Xu Yan did pierce his left eye with an iron skewer, but at that time he was only a few years old and his strength was limited, and Liao Jiuming's sword, with the true qi of a second-vein innate martial artist, could even pierce a hole in the stone tablet, let alone a human eye.

Xu Yan only felt unbearable pain in his left eye at this time, he could be sure that his left eye was not blind, because there was no bloodstain, but the severe pain almost made him faint from pain.

After a long time, the sharp pain in his left eye began to subside, and Xu Yan closed his eyes tightly and lay on the ground and let out a big breath.

Through the eyelids, a strange scene was happening in the left eye of the little Taoist priest at this time, the star-striped outline formed by absorbing the boundless evil qi in the canyon battlefield was slowly dissipating with Xu Yan's pain, and when Xu Yan opened his eyes without feeling the pain at all, the star-striped mark in his left eye also disappeared completely, and there was no trace of it again.

Getting up with difficulty, Xu Yan staggered out of the back kitchen, his hanging arms shrugging weakly as if they had been broken.

Two locusts and one double sparrow, Xu Yan really injured his muscles and bones this time, he can be sure that his arm has not been broken, but he can't judge whether these hands can be restored in the future.

The small figure staggered to the well.

The sky has long been white, and a ray of sunrise appears in the eastern sky, like a ray of life, expelling the darkness on the earth.

Sitting on the edge of the well, Xu Yan rested for a while, and actually laughed, the laughter was like a night owl chanting in the cottage full of corpses, and it was full of heartless laughter.

"I've eaten them all for you, are you happy?"

Half-tilted his head, the little Taoist priest turned his back to the well, and he didn't know who he was talking to, he no longer laughed, but silently left a line of tears.

The soul of the girl of the Zhao family has long since dissipated, and she can no longer hear or see it.

The tired figure left the wellhead and walked towards Liao Jiuming's compound.

The flying centipede was finally killed, although he paid the price of his arms, Xu Yan felt that it was worth it, and if Mei Sanniang was not dead, it would be even more worthwhile.

Staggered open the door, Xu Yan saw that Mei Sanniang had collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, sweating profusely, and her beautiful face was full of pain.

"Third sister, third sister!"

Xu Yan shouted loudly, his expression anxious, and gently shook the other party with his weak hands.

"Little Taoist ......"

Mei Sanniang barely opened her eyes, she fainted in pain when she heard the sound of Liao Jiuming rushing out of the house, and was woken up at this time.

Seeing Xu Yan appear in front of her alive, the woman's painful face became happy, and she said weakly: "It's good that you're not dead, let's go, don't worry about the third sister, I'll stay here and accompany the small city ......"

"Why do you eat those meals?" Xu Yan was puzzled.

"If I don't eat it, he'll be suspicious......"

The woman's weak answer, Xu Yan knew the cause and effect as soon as she heard it.

Although Mei Sanniang basically doesn't eat the food cooked in the kitchen, but yesterday was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole bandit village was drinking, and the taste of roast sheep was extremely fragrant, presumably it was Liao Jiuming's mutton to Mei Sanniang, if she didn't eat it, it would definitely make the other party suspicious, in order to take revenge, knowing that there was poison in the meat, Mei Sanniang still ate it.

She ate very little, and she only survived the night, but a few bites of mutton can also poison a big living person, if she waits for half a day, Mei Sanniang will also return to the underworld.

There are ways to remove poisons in the world, but Xu Yan doesn't have an antidote, it's not that he doesn't want to prepare an antidote, but there are not so many herbs at hand.

If you want to remove the poison of the mixture of hook kiss and centipede grass, you need at least hundreds of medicinal materials to prepare the antidote, not to mention small villages and towns, even in large towns, you may not be able to find all of them.

There is no way to detoxify now, but Xu Yan has a way to relieve the time of poisoning.

"Third sister, I'll carry you, come up quickly, it's really hopeless if it's too late!"

It took a lot of effort, Xu Yan, who could barely move his two hands, picked up the woman who was not much taller than him, and before leaving the house, Mei Sanniang pointed in the direction of the east wall and said, "There is something there, Liao Jiuming carries it with him all day long, and it can be placed in the dark compartment several times a year, it must be ...... Gotta take it with you!"