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Hu Hanxiang diligently picked up Zhen Yue's wine glass and handed it over, Zhen Yue was slightly stunned, weighed one or two, and although reluctantly, she still took it.

The moment he took the wine glass, the black shadow on his wrist flashed, and with a snap, the Sanding wine glass fell on the blanket, the liquor was sprinkled, and two lines of bright red blood flowed from the white wrist like a lotus root, and a black poisonous scorpion jumped from Zhen Yue's wrist and quickly crawled back to Hu Hanxiang's cuffs.

The black scorpion is a well-known poison of Xinu, and the smaller the scorpion, the more poisonous it is, and it can kill in an instant.

Bei Mo Ling's face instantly darkened, probing Zhen Yue's wrist, the blood snaking down turned from red to black, reflecting the man's panicked eyes, he sucked with his lips without thinking, the bright red thin lips stuck to the wound that suddenly swollen, sucked sharply, spit out black poisonous blood, and quickly sucked.

"North ......."

Zhen Yue's face was pale, but her mind was very clear, the man's lips were cold and hot, every time she took a sip, it was like a plucked string, shaking her heart, she looked at the man in front of her who was frowning and taking drugs, and her whole heart seemed to be pinched in his palm.

"Childe!" Teng Jian, who was disguised as a guard, was shocked, turned his head to look at the stunned Hu Hanxiang and shouted, "Antidote! ”

"Ah Xiang! What are you doing! Hu Hanqing slammed the bronze wine tripod, walked over in a rage, slapped Hu Hanxiang on the cheek, and said sharply: "Bastard, take out the antidote." At this time, Hu Hanqing was terrified, how could he still regard this Dongtan woman as a prisoner of the general bed, Second Master Mo took drugs regardless of his own safety, but he was afraid that this woman was not ordinary!

"Brother!" Hu Hanxiang's eyes were shattered, "It's just a lowly captive!" ”

With a snap, he slapped Hu Hanxiang's cheek again, and said sharply: "You have caused a big disaster!" The antidote is here! ”

Hu Hanxiang covered her swollen cheeks and gritted her teeth in hatred.

The noble dignity of the princess was trampled on at the banquet last night, at this time, watching the beloved man suck poison on his lips for other women, her heart seemed to be bitten by countless poisonous insects, she hated this woman, and sneered: "Brother, have you forgotten? The wizard has gone to the Tianshan Mountains, and he will not be able to come back until a month, this black scorpion is the treasure of the wizard, I just raised it for the wizard for a few days, and the antidote is not with me. ”

"There is no cure!"

The sword body was cold, and it was on the side of Hu Hanxiang's snow-white neck, and Teng Jian's face was furious.

Zhen Yue felt that her whole body was hot and cold, her whole body seemed to be torn apart, the wind and cold had just improved, and she was highly poisoned, her forehead was full of beads of sweat, her eyebrows were full of dead air, and she leaned weakly on Bei Mo Ling's trembling shoulder, panting heavily.

Bei Moling hugged Zhen Yue in his arms, and he was angry, and the blood left at the corner of his mouth was like a bloodthirsty wolf, making everyone shiver.

"Don't go and ask for a witch yet!" Seeing this, Hu Hanqing and the Xinu soldiers hurriedly summoned the witch spirit.

Zhen Yue was lying on the altar, four men in cross-dresses danced around Zhen Yue, their makeup was hideous, the feathers and phoenixes on their heads were colorful, swaying violently in the gale, the bells on their feet were crisp, strange songs overflowed from their lips, and transparent water droplets were sprinkled on Zhen Yue's forehead with their fingertips, which made Zhen Yue tremble.

The buzzing sound was like a locust leaping over, like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, there was no place in the body that did not hurt, and the strange ballad was like a sharp needle, piercing her eardrums and her nerves, and she curled up with difficulty, covering her ears desperately, begging to stop singing, but she could only make an ugly hmm-ah sound.

The Xinu soldiers of the entire camp formed a circle around the altar, looking up at the witch spirit's practice, Xinu believes in the god of immortality, Tianshan is the origin of the god, and the witch spirit clan is the transmitter of the god, investigating life and death, continuing life and death!

"Second master, I have already sent someone to Tianshan to invite a wizard, Xinu worships the gods, and the witch spirit will use the immortal god to suppress the poison." Hu Hanqing looked at the man pacing back and forth, and he was also anxious.

There was a suppressed anger rolling in the man's chest, he stopped suddenly, looked at Hu Hanqing, tried his best to suppress the bloodlust in his heart, and said coldly: "When can you come!" ”

"It takes six days to go back and forth from the western part of the Tianshan Mountains, and it takes half a month to climb up the Tianshan Mountains and then go down the mountain, and it takes about 20 days to ......." Hu Hanqing's lips and teeth trembled, and he saw the sword light and sword shadow in the eyes of Second Master Mo, and he couldn't say a word in his throat.

"Twenty days!" Bei Mo Ling sneered, the smile did not extend to the bottom of his eyes, his body seemed to be shrouded in anger, he tilted his head, looking at the girl who was shrunk into a ball on the altar, the humming song made him upset, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he also rushed to the doctor.

In the woods, Bei Mo Ling strode up to the tenth-step altar and kicked the witch spirit blocking the way to the side, and the witch spirit fell to the ground, startling the dissatisfaction and exclamation of the Xinu soldiers.

Bei Mo Ling didn't care whether she had violated Xinu's god of immortality, and held Zhen Yue, who was as pale as paper, in her arms, and suddenly felt that she was as thin as a bone in an instant, and the pain spread in her heart, and her indifferent eyes from the time they met again were stained with soft colors, and her voice said softly: "Yue'er, it's okay, I'm here." ”

Zhen Yue was in a daze and heard someone talking in her ear, the sound was like the warm breeze of the spring in March, the buzzing noise in her ears was gone, the world suddenly became quiet, and the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing her heart was better.

"Prepare the horses!"

Bei Moling walked down the altar with Zhen Yue in his arms, and the shadow guards waiting under the stage quickly withdrew.

Seeing this, Hu Hanqing said anxiously: "Second master, Xiang'er is young and ignorant, we will definitely detoxify this girl." ”

Bei Mo Ling's face was gloomy: "Hu Hanqing, if I were you, I should worry about myself!" Seeing Hu Hanqing's face turned pale, her eyes turned in vain, and she fell on Hu Hanxiang suddenly, Hu Hanxiang trembled all over her body in an instant, and at this moment she could no longer feel the love for men, only fear.

The long sword came out, as fast as lightning, and the scream was sealed in his throat, and he didn't have time to make a sound.

The head rolled to the ground, the exquisite pupils contracted in fear, the blood in the throat gushed like a gushing, the bell on the waist was pleasant when it landed, the swordsmanship was too fast, it was unexpected, the beautiful and arrogant princess of the steppe, at the last moment she was afraid to regret, she was arrogant and domineering all her life, acting recklessly, thinking that killing an unfavored captive was irrelevant, but she didn't want to anger a violent lion!

Teng Jian put away the knife neatly, solemnly, stayed by the master's side all the year round, and knew what to do next with one look!

Blood stained the golden meadows, the sky was clear, the golden light was sprinkled all over the ground, and the wind leaped by, bringing up thick blood.

"Princess!"

The tribe's Xinu soldiers shouted in unison, the green tendons burst out, and the scimitar in his hand was about to explode, but when he touched the cold eyes swept by the man, his back trembled and held back the anger in his heart.

"Hu Hanqing, you should pray to the God of Immortality now, pray for the safety of the woman in my arms, otherwise I will make your Xinu doom!"

The man's voice was low and cold, without a trace of temperature, like a cold wind sweeping across the vast grassland in winter, and everywhere he passed, he was frozen three feet.

After taking a few steps, he paused abruptly and said, "All the Dongtan women who were taken captive have been released!" Bei Mo Ling was secretly displeased, he never took this kind of trivial matter to heart, if it wasn't for Zhen Yue mentioning this matter before going to sleep last night, he really couldn't remember those women, what a nosy girl!

The horse was torn apart, and the dust was gone, and the murderous aura lingered in the air, which was difficult to extinguish for a long time.