The subsequent situation is described as nine deaths and one life, which is not enough to explain the hardships and dangers of it, but Rao is so, and the two people facing an existential crisis have never thought of giving up on each other. Fighting side by side, with tacit understanding. The two sides fought and ran, and a war of attrition began.

As time passed, the number of black-clothed assassins began to gradually decrease, Yan Xilan gritted his teeth to endure the tingling sensation and dizziness caused by blood loss all over his body, and carried Murong Qing through the woods - the other party suddenly lost consciousness when cutting down the eleventh assassin, accompanied by an abnormal high fever reaction. The young man guessed that the sleeve arrow that shot him was quenched with poison, and what could be able to bring Murong Qing down must be a strange poison that was not born in the world.

At that time, everyone was close to the limit, and on their side, he was the only one left to fight.

"008, route!"

Yan Xilan helped the man to hide in the tall reeds, and took out a bunch of bottles and cans from various places in his front placket, and thanked the Demon Sect Leader for the standard setting of all kinds of medicines that he must bring with him. "Test it."

"At present, there are six people in the danger signal, one at four o'clock and one at eight o'clock, two at twelve o'clock, less than 20 meters away, and the other two are located on the tree at 1 o'clock and 10 o'clock, and each has a hidden arrow left." The red signal light on the system's body flashed, and he said very quickly: "The second bottle from the left hand side is Jinchuang Medicine, high-grade, usable; The third bottle of Gu Yuan Dan is oral to regulate internal strength; The fourth bottle of potent ecstasy, the fifth bottle of Arctic poison for seven days of drunkenness, can now come in handy. And, five miles to the west is the Valley of the Medicine King. ”

In the effort between speaking, the other party has shortened the distance to 15 meters.

The young man swallowed two Gu Yuan Dan in a row, picked out the two bottles that were useful, and stuffed the rest back again. took out the light cyan square scarf in his arms, which was already dirty and couldn't be seen, bent down and dipped it in some water, poured the drug, looked back at Murong Qing, who was still unconscious, pursed his lips, and leaned over to touch the nearest eight o'clock direction indicated by the system.

The black-clothed assassin obviously didn't expect him to take the initiative to kill him single-handedly, and his movements were sluggish for a moment, but his good professionalism made him react immediately.

But the master has made a move, and the difference is this half a second. What's more, the young man didn't plan to fight well at all, he just deliberately came to create a disturbance and then turn people over.

Yan Xilan took a diagonal step back, but he was able to avoid the tip of the sword that stabbed straight forward, and raised his foot and kicked the assassin's sword-wielding hand fiercely! The latter was so numb that he could barely hold the hilt of his sword, and the young man took advantage of the situation to break his tendons with a sword, and covered his mouth and nose with a square scarf when he approached, and it didn't take much effort to soften. Yan Xilan took advantage of the situation to support him and block it in the direction of five o'clock, and the sleeve arrow "boomed" into the air and sank into the flesh.

Pulling the person to the ground and pretending to be dead, the assassin's heavy body pressed Yan Xilan and spat blood again, his pale face looked like a dead man without pretending.

Suddenly, the reeds made a thin rope sound, and three figures flashed from two different directions. They cautiously approached the motionless two people on the ground, walked close to the front and back, and decisively raised their swords and stabbed!

At this critical moment, the man who was crushed under him suddenly opened his eyes and kicked the half-dead black-clothed assassin upward, and the three long swords were suddenly stuck in his body. At the same time, the man rolled in the direction of the three of them, and with a twist of his sword-wielding wrist, he swept towards the ankles of several of them.

Suddenly, the sword light combined with the blood line to draw an arc in mid-air, and the black-clothed assassins couldn't stand one after another, and their bodies fell down crookedly. The young man ducked to dodge the flying weapon, pulled out the Hidden Arrow stuck in the dead assassin, nailed it back to the heart, stood on tiptoe, and neatly wiped the necks of the other two.

At this point, four people died.

Yan Xilan sat paralyzed on the ground, his chest rising and falling, and he breathed rapidly. His eyes began to darken uncontrollably—a sign of overdraft and excessive blood loss. The tip of the sword was reversed and plunged into the ground, supporting it to climb up. The battle is not over yet.

Drunk seven days on the sword, wiped it with a square towel, and reapplied the technique to cover the corpse, and groped back little by little. The assassin who had used up his sleeve arrows must have been hiding in this reed, and he wanted to return to Murong Qing before the other party.

His vision was blurry and he couldn't see the road clearly, so he simply closed his eyes and listened with his ears and looked with his heart.

Thankfully, the man hasn't been found yet. While Yan Xilan let out a long breath, he couldn't help but sigh that his fortune was great.

The poison in his body was slashed several times, and he was still angry, in fact, he was the real son of luck. The young man probed the man's snort and couldn't help but think.

But it's not a way to go on like this, Murong Qing's fortune is all over the sky, and the blood is full of poison, it's still a dead word.

took out all the hidden weapons hidden in the meat shield brother he brought back, rubbed the poison, and then squatted down, covered him with one hand and continued to cover his head, and threw the hidden weapon in all directions with the other hand. The owner of the last sleeve arrow was so heavy that he refused to let it go, and the other ambush was caught in the game, and was swept by a golden needle, and his body shook uncontrollably, and the reed pole next to him also swayed with the swing.

Yan Xilan immediately made a decision, threw the only dart left in his hand, and then took the opportunity to jump in front of him a few times, raised his sword and stabbed him in the chest, and the man in black immediately fell to the ground, and his breathing stopped. Wiping the sweat hanging on his eyelashes, he couldn't help but feel a little palpitating, the other party was already unaware of it, lurking only five meters away from them.

Yan Xilan calmed down his breath and understood that there was still someone who didn't see the rabbit and didn't scatter the eagle, so he calmly carried Murong Qing on his back, holding the poisoned sword and slowly moving it out—he was exhausted. If it weren't for the firmness of the will and the tenacity of the spirit, I am afraid that I would have fallen long ago.

The moment he stepped out of the reeds, the Hidden Arrow came in an instant.

Young people have no more energy left.

Just when he was about to injure the enemy by injuring 1,000 and damaging 800 with his body as a shield to fish people out and kill them, and then let the system teleport to the Medicine King Valley to detoxify, the man suddenly moved. He snatched the sword from his hand, raised his hand without looking back, and after slashing down the sleeve arrow with incomparable precision, he still flew into the distance without abating, until a muffled snort sounded, and the sound of breaking through the air was about to stop.

Yan Xilan turned his head sharply, and his anger went out again when he saw Murong Qing's face.

The man was obviously still in a state of confusion, and what he had just done was nothing more than his instinct. Although it was amorous in the past, it always made people feel depressed and dangerous, and at this moment there were layers of hazy mist, which looked a lot softer and more docile, and Yan Xilan even had the illusion that he had been domesticated for a moment.

Then, he heard the man ask in a hoarse voice, "Why don't you run yourself?" ”

Yan Xilan froze and replied: "I said, I won't leave you alone." And with that, he was stunned.

"008, send us to the Valley of the Medicine King."

008 glanced at the person who had lost consciousness again on the young man's back, and hesitated: "Host, the main god system has regulations......"

"Rest assured, there is no violation of the treaty." Yan Xilan interrupted it and said in an orderly manner: "The confidentiality agreement stipulates that no one shall pay attention to it when using the system's assistance function, so as to detect the existence of the system. ”

008 still looked a little hesitant.

Yan Xilan called out lightly: "Little eight." ”

008 shook his head, looked at the young man's eyes, and subconsciously responded.

In the process of energy activation, the AI system in the learning period asked its host the second reason without confusion.

Why don't you use Murong Qing as bait to take the opportunity to get out and start the space transfer in a no-man's land? This is obviously the most labor-saving way.

Yan Xilan fixed Murong Qing, and said lightly when he heard this: "I don't like to owe favors, if he saves my life, I can't let him die." ”