You Guangjue groped in his arms, took out a note, and said with a smile: "Zhao Jianzong, the five-body throw that your swordsmanship villain admires, I will consult here today, and I will have time to learn again in the future." This note is what you have always wanted to know, I just hid it, now you can give it with both hands, you don't need to take that pill, you just need to promise to do one thing for us. ”

Zhao Weisong's face was pale, the knife wound on his back was extremely serious, and he couldn't hold on just because the strong enemy was in front, and once he fell, it would inevitably become a piece of meat, and when he mentioned the conditions, he snorted and said, "I'm already half a waste, what can I do for you?"

You Guangjue squeezed his eyes at a black shadow, and the black shadow hesitated, took out a bottle of medicine from his arms, and threw it to Zhao Weisong.

You Guangjue said: "This is the secret trauma medicine made by the Gu Gate, it is extremely effective, it will stop bleeding immediately, it will be better in one night, and it will be healed in another day, except for the person who was hacked to death, no matter how severe the injury is, this medicine has a miraculous effect." ”

Zhao Weisong let the bottle of medicine roll to the ground, and did not reach out to take it, he held the sword with the hilt of the blood, and was engrossed in the enemy opposite, not daring to relax in the slightest, his arms were tense and almost cracked the sleeves.

You Guangjue threw the note to Zhao Weisong and said: "My sincerity can be seen in the world, although Zhao Jianzong can rest assured, I am by no means the kind of villain who secretly does it, the note is given to you, it is enough to show my sincerity, right?"

Zhao Weisong's eyes did not squint, and he bled a lot, but his eyes were still as bright as a torch.

"This matter is a trivial matter, that is, what I said at the beginning, help me with the Divine Foot Sect at the Immortal Cultivation Conference, so that we can sit firmly on the throne of the Southern Alliance Leader. You Guangjue said, "Then we will withdraw, these two people will be taken away by us as hostages, and we will release them after the Immortal Cultivation Conference has seen Zhao Jianzong's performance." ”

Zhao Weisong was silent, and let them drag the two of them away, after all, he was seriously injured, and he might fall to the ground and fall unconscious immediately if he moved, where would he have the strength to save these two people, thinking that the Shenzu Sect is also a big sect in the rivers and lakes, and he will not do things that are untrustworthy, and he will naturally release people if he stands on their side at the Immortal Cultivation Conference, at least for now, there will be no worries about his life.

The people were all gone, even the corpses had been dragged away, the streets were empty, and there was a faint smell of blood floating in the air.

Zhao Wei Songqiang picked up the pill, put it under his nose and sniffed it gently, the taste was strong, and it was poured into his nose, and there was a powdered white medicine powder inside.

Zhao Weisong poured out a fingernail powder and applied it to the wound of his calf, the sword in his hand was ready at any time, in case it was poison, he immediately cut off the piece of meat, only to feel a heart-piercing pain at the wound, and then the powder was dissolved by the blood, but he didn't feel anything, and the blood from the wound really stopped quickly.

Horizontal heart, the body has lost too much blood, let the wound continue to bleed, the same is death, since they still need their own help, they will definitely not harm themselves, this medicine is not very likely to be poison, Zhao Weisong picked up the medicine bottle, poured all the powder on the back and shoulder of the serious injury, after a sharp pain, each wound began to coagulate.

Zhao Weisong's body recovered slightly, so as not to faint immediately, and picked up the note on the ground, only to see a few lines written on it with black charcoal, similar to a confession forced by torture: "Why did you come?

What kind of message? Connect with Zhao Weisong and plot a big thing.

What's the big deal? I want him to kill someone.

Who was killed? Wang Sancheng of Jingnan Zhixian County.

Why did you kill him? This man will mislead us and other great things.

Who assigned you?

Who is she and where is she? The second lady of the Hou Mansion is in Xiliang.

Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken!"

The black charcoal strip is a hard black carbon stone, cut into thin strips, often carried by some businessmen, record some key information casually, write a stroke, clearly visible, plus the dark clouds in the night sky dispersed, the silver moon hung high, under the bright moonlight, Zhao Weisong read all the words, and his heart was uncertain.

Killing a county magistrate is nothing to him, it is easy, such as digging for things, but after killing the county official, it will inevitably anger the imperial court, and it will be difficult to achieve his goal of using the immortal cultivation conference to gather contacts.

In addition, what he was most worried about was that Hong Jingyao was thousands of miles away from the southern border and had never heard of Jingnan County, so why did he want to kill Jingnan County? Could it be that You Guangjue forged information and borrowed his own sword to kill this person?

Zhao Weisong was full of doubts in his heart and couldn't make up his mind, however, Hong Jingyao didn't know the magistrate of Jingnan County, and it was not that there was no reason to kill him, Hong Jingxiao has taken root in Shenlong Village, and has become the young master of Shenlong Village by virtue of his in-laws, and it is inevitable that he will need to expand his power in the future, and kill the magistrate of Jingnan County, the new Zhixian appointed by the imperial court will not take office immediately, and the bandits from many nearby mountains will definitely be able to capture Jingnan County, which is equivalent to getting the key to attack Xianmen Mansion, but it is also a good move.

Zhao Weisong made up his mind, regardless of whether the letter was forged or not, now that the messenger has been killed, it is better to believe it or not, and kill a magistrate, at least it will not bring harm to his great cause of recovering the country.

"Kill!" Zhao Weisong said hatefully, his words were full of hatred, he knew that he was just killing a magistrate, why fight to the death for this note, and almost lost his life.

He struggled to his feet, put away his sword, and took hold of the horse's reins, but the wound in his thigh prevented him from jumping on the horse, and he had to limp into the night.

Ling Yun listened to the silence on the street, and quietly poked his head out from behind the shadow wall, the street was empty, and under the moonlight, there were several pools of dried blood on the bluestone slabs.

The little girl hid behind Ling Yun and whispered, "Everyone is gone?"

"Yes. Lingyun replied, looking around, only the wind was lonely rolling the fallen leaves, flying up and down.

The little girl jumped out of the alley flexibly, glanced at the empty street, and said proudly: "These fools of the Divine Foot Sect, this girl is close at hand, and you can't find it, especially the bitter face, laughing at me to death, I should be worried about returning to the ancestral court to be tortured to death." ”

"Then the groom is bitter-faced?" Ling Yun asked.

"That's right, I was originally a big fat man of more than 300 pounds, but I don't know what kind of disease I have recently, and I suddenly lost weight to less than 100 pounds, eight feet tall, and I look like a bamboo pole, like a starving ghost. In the past, when he was fat, he certainly had a bitter face and a pleasing figure, but now he has completely become a bitter face, looking like a person who is about to enter the ground. The little girl said.

"That You Guangjue is very torturous, and it sounds simply perverted. Ling Yun clearly heard You Guangjue's self-confession of the torture of the Western Regions messenger, it was really inhuman.

The little girl said seriously: "He turned out to be a handsome boy, recently I don't know why I also got a strange disease, in just one month, he became a pig's head, when he was young, I heard that he was a flower thief, but because of his handsome appearance, the girls in the city at that time hoped that he could come to smell the incense, and then he was middle-aged, and he was also an old handsome guy, and his lust did not change, my father has not allowed him to see me, for fear that he would do something disgusting. He was originally an extremely ruthless person, when he was young, because he was deceived by a woman, he fell into the palm of the government, tortured, and since then he has been very jealous and alienated from others, and his suspicion is extremely serious. ”

"What is that Blood Worm Heart Piercing Pill, and why is it so terrifying?" Ling Yun asked.

"That's the secret of the Gu Sect - Blood Worm Pill, because the thickness of the medicine shell is different, when it reaches the stomach, the time for the blood worm to drill out is different, once the blood worm hatches and breaks through the medicine shell, it will be like You Guangjue said, drill into the internal organs, drill when you see the cracks, make people hurt to the flesh and bones, and the death is extremely terrifying, so it is specially used to give disobedience to the disciples or enemies who disobey the discipline, and threaten them with the antidote, so as to tame them as the drive of the sect. The little girl said.

"Then since the Blood Worm Pill is in the stomach, it may not melt immediately, why don't you eat some pickled things and spit it out?" Ling Yun said strangely.

The little girl smiled whimsily, and said: "Do you think that the inventor of the Blood Worm Pill is a fool, the medicine shell is full of rubber powder, into the stomach, when it encounters water, a cup of tea, it becomes very sticky, sticky in the stomach, if you want to pull it out, I'm afraid even the intestines and organs will be torn off, can people still live?"

Ling Yun looked at her with sharp teeth, and when she talked about the head of the Divine Foot Sect and the Gu Sect, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Are you really a little girl who is only ten years old?"