Zi Ling carried the long sword and glanced at the crowd in the audience: "Who else?" If you're not convinced, come up to me! ”

Everyone look at me, I look at you, although they are not convinced, they are all waiting for others to be the first bird.

"Nobody, right? Master Xuankong, Zhang Zhenren, is it not that if no one comes, I will win?"

Xuankong and Zhang Sanfeng glanced at each other, brushed off their snow-white beards, stood up from their seats and said, "Amitabha, Mo Shi's main technique is overwhelming, and Lao Wei announced ......"

"Wait!"

"I'm not convinced!"

"Who says no one?"

Xuankong was about to make an announcement, when several people shouted and jumped onto the stage at the same time. These people are all masters who have been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes, and some people call Yao Jiaxin, who is known as the "Eight Knives of Kanto", never use the ninth knife to kill people; There is Li Tianyi, the son of the head of the Kongtong faction, who has made a good brick, specializing in fighting the old, weak, sick and disabled, and has never lost since his debut; There is also Ye Liangchen, who is said to be able to kill people in a hundred ways, I saw him take a step forward and say: "Liangchen likes to shoot at those who think they are outstanding. ”

Zhang Sanfeng frowned and said: "The rules of the competition are one-on-one, you have so many people coming up, do you want to bully this little girl?" ”

Zi Ling smiled sweetly at Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Zhang Zhenren, it's okay, I still suspect that there are too few people." ”

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Ziling in surprise, but when he saw that she looked confident, he didn't say anything.

Song Hantian looked at the people on the stage coldly, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This Mo Ziling himself knows that she is an absolute master of poisoning, and no matter how many people she goes, she will be poisoned.

Sure enough, I saw Zi Ling take out a small bottle prepared in advance, and in the bottle was a newly developed poison she had recently developed, called "Sorrowful Breeze". It is a kind of colorless and odorless poisonous gas, using the poison in the Xixia Snow Mountain Joy Valley to make water and hold it in a bottle, when you use it, pull out the cork, the poisonous water vapor comes out, it is like a breeze blowing on the body, no matter how clever you are, you can't detect it, and the eyes are stinging, and the poisonous gas has rushed into the mind. After poisoning, tears fall like rain, which is called "sadness", the whole body cannot move, it is called "crisp", and the poisonous gas is colorless and odorless, which is called "fresh wind". Once poisoned, no matter how high the internal force is, it will not be able to force out the toxin with internal force.

As Zi Ling pulled off the cork, the few people who were still arrogant just now were all standing still at the moment, crying nonstop, and everyone in the audience was confused. Could it be that they are long-lost brothers and sisters? Why else is this reaction?

Zi Ling ignored the resentful eyes of these people and kicked them off the stage one by one.

Song Hantian saw Zi Ling's series of movements in his eyes, and he already knew the principle of action of this bottle of poison in his heart. He sneered, beckoned a confidant disciple beside him, and whispered in his ear for a moment, this disciple nodded and headed in the direction of the Tang Gate.

After Zi Ling kicked these people down, no one dared to come up again for a while. Ziling is young after all, and looking at the dense crowd under the stage, looking up at herself, she is a little complacent.

Just when she thought that she might really get away with an alliance leader to play, several Tianshan disciples jumped onto the stage and threw the life and death talisman in their palms towards Zi Ling without saying a word. Zi Ling hurriedly swung his sword and scattered these life and death talismans. With such a distraction, a vague and almost invisible shadow shot towards her left hand holding the bottle, and instantly struck her large mausoleum.

Zi Ling's left hand shook reflexively, and the porcelain vial fell on the table, shattering with a "bang", and as soon as the potion inside touched the air, it immediately evaporated, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

All this happened too suddenly, Zi Ling looked at the broken bottle, and suddenly felt that his scalp was numb, and his heart skipped a beat.

As if there was a breeze blowing, both on and off the stage felt a tingling in their eyes, and their bodies were completely unable to move as if they were not their own. Except for Zi Ling, who had already taken the antidote beforehand, and Zi Xian, who wore the Tong Rhino Dragon Pill.

Except for the two factions of Emei and Xiaoyao, everyone looked at Zi Ling with resentful eyes, gritting their teeth and cursing.

"Mo Ziling, what do you want to do?"

"I didn't expect this little girl to look so cute, and her heart is so vicious, in order to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, she did not hesitate to poison the heroes of the world."

"Dream on, even if I die, I won't recognize this kind of person as the leader of the alliance!"

"I didn't expect the Emei faction to come out with such scum!"

"Hmph, maybe the Emei faction is the mastermind behind the scenes. Now pretending to be poisoned is eighty percent of the bitter meat trick. ”

"Maybe the Loose Sect is also an accomplice, you see that Mo Zixian has nothing to do, he must have taken the antidote in advance!"

"No wonder the people of the two factions are not angry at all about Mo Ziling's behavior, it turns out that they are colluding."

Suddenly, Emei and Xiaoyao became the target of everyone. If it weren't for the fact that everyone couldn't move now, these people would have rushed up and cut the people of Ziling and Emei Xiaoyao into pieces.

Where has Ziling seen this kind of scene, he panicked for a while, and wanted to explain, but no one was willing to listen.

"No, it's not like that, I didn't mean to, you listen to me......"

"My sister she's just, just won't be poisoned, don't talk about her, the Loose Sect is innocent......"

"This matter has nothing to do with Emei, it's just an accident......"

In the monstrous anger of everyone, Zi Ling's voice seemed humble and insignificant, and his thin body trembled slightly due to excessive panic and grievance.

Zixian couldn't stand it anymore, and his figure flew to the stage in a flash, protecting Zi Ling behind him.

"Master Mo is really protecting his sister!" Song Hantian said coldly.

"And say that the Loose Sect is innocent? Now the fox's tail is exposed, right? I don't know who shouted.

"These two sisters look like demons, and the so-called red face and disaster water are like this." A rather attractive woman said with a look of jealousy.

"We're not like that! If you talk any more nonsense, I'll kill you all!" Meng Qingqing struggled and said.

"What a big breath, kill them all? How many can you kill? Is the Loose Sect going to be the enemy of the whole martial arts? "Song Hantian Yin Yang Strange Qi Dao.

"The surname is Song! Don't fan the flames there, calculate a child like this, do you want to be shameless? Murong Xingyun was furious and reprimanded.

"Murong Xingyun? Hehe, you don't know yet, two days ago, Master Mo connived at his apprentice to seriously injure your own nephew, and now your nephew is still locked up in a restaurant under the Xiaoyao faction, and his life and death are uncertain. Song Hantian looked at Murong Xingyun with a sympathetic expression, and made a distressed expression.

When Murong Xingyun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to Zixian and said, "Xian'er, what he said, but is it true?" ”

Zixian didn't expect that Song Hantian would suddenly mention Murong Lin at this juncture, but since Uncle Shi asked, he had to answer truthfully: "If you go back to Uncle Shi, there is indeed such a thing, but this is for a reason......

Song Hantian sneered and interrupted Zixian's words: "What happened for a reason?" Isn't it just Murong Lin who broke one of your tables? And you allowed your big apprentice to shoot him into a sieve, and almost killed him on the spot. ”

The head of the Murong family was already pale, and asked in a trembling voice, "Master Song, what you said is true?" Silence, Silence, how is he now? I always thought that the dog was greedy for fun to miss the martial arts conference, but I didn't expect it to be poisoned......"

Song Hantian looked at Murong Canglan, the head of the Murong family, and his expression was even sadder than his own dead son: "Brother Murong, your son, alas...... It's so miserable, there is no good meat in the whole body, I guess you, the father, can't recognize him. ”

Murong Canglan has been looking forward to such a precious son for many years, and the whole family loves him on weekdays, and is never willing to let him suffer a little. Now when I suddenly heard such bad news, I felt as if the sky was about to fall, and I fell to the ground with a soft plant.

"Brother! What happened to you? Don't scare Yun'er......" Murong Xingyun panicked and wanted to help, but he couldn't move.

"What are you waiting for? Do you have to beg you for the teacher so that you are willing to take out the antidote? Murong Xingyun looked at Zi Ling coldly, and his voice was so cold that there was no trace of warmth. Such a master is something Zi Ling has never seen before. The master who will keep all the delicious food for himself, the master who will protect himself when he is beaten, the master who loves himself and spoils himself and never says a heavy word to himself, the master who holds himself and jokes that he is the most delicious...... Where did it go?

Master, are you tired of Ling'er?

My heart fell to the ground aching, and tears fell without warning. He wiped it with his sleeve indiscriminately, took out the antidote in his arms, and respectfully detoxified his master.

But, Master, why don't you even look at Ling'er? Why? What did Ling'er do wrong......

Murong Xingyun helped Murong Canglan up, helped him follow the depression in his chest, picked up the few antidotes Zi Ling had and fed them to Murong Canglan, Condensation Cream, and a few other people from the Murong family. After asking the location of the Songhe Tower, he hurried with the people of the Murong family.

The noon sun shone warmly on Zi Ling's body, but it couldn't warm her cold heart. I don't dare to recall the warmth of the past, those pictures of the past are like extremely sharp blades, and when they are touched, they will be drenched in blood.