289 Exchange my life for your life

According to the same method, along the next way, Wen Shu and Xie Xiaoji Jinzhonglou rescued several incense masters one after another.

"How many are you?" Xie Xiaoji asked.

"Counting the first, it is already the fifth incense master." The real identity of that man was not the head of the hall, but the master of incense. In the message that Feng Neng gave her, Wen Ting had arrested a total of five incense masters and one hall master. To be exact, the six incense masters.

"In other words, there is one last person waiting for us to save it."

"But I don't understand, why did the second brother do this? So easy to let us save people, so what's the point of catching them, is it just to lead us here? ”

Wen Shu faintly felt that something was wrong, and this kind of wrongness became even stronger as the incense masters were rescued.

"Shu'er, is there anything wrong with your body?"

"Why do you ask, Admiralty?" Wen Shu wondered.

"Admiralty Tower said this because Wen Ting's target was Miss Three. He asked you to come over, and set up this series of games, it can't be as simple as letting us rescue people. Xie Xiaoji was also thinking about this problem along the way, and he was extra careful when saving people, and there was nothing wrong with him.

"Deal with me?" Wen Shu didn't understand even more that there were many ways to deal with her, why he chose this way.

Jin Zhonglou and Xie Xiaoji thought of a terrible situation.

"Did you think of something?"

Xie Xiaoji looked at the Golden Bell Tower with a solemn expression, sighed and said, "I think, just now." We've fallen into Wen Ting's trap. ”

"How?"

"Wen Ting wants to deal with Third Miss, so he doesn't need to fight with us at all. The reason why he let these people go. It's just to let the third lady fall under these people unconsciously! "It's just that it's too late for them to realize. There is also the last incense master, although Xie Xiaoji didn't think what kind of technique Wen Ting used, he also knew that the closer they got to the last incense master, the closer the danger became.

Wen Shu thought about it for a while, and then understood Xie Xiaoji and Jin Zhonglou's concerns.

The only way to deal with her and stop her from leading the people of the Divine Palace to the right path is to start with her, the sect master.

Wen Shu's weakness lies in her own body that she can't control. and her poisonous skills, which are unstable but powerful.

It's like a time bomb, threatening Wen Shu's safety at all times. Wen Ting didn't need to worry about Wen Shu detoxifying the disciples of the Shenming Palace or disbanding the Shenming Palace, and if she dealt with Wen Shu alone, her plan would naturally go bankrupt.

"Are you saying that the second brother wants to harm me?"

"What's wrong with the few people you saved just now, did Shu'er notice it?" Jin Zhonglou lowered his eyebrows and locked deeply, although he was talking, his mind kept thinking about the few people they saved along the way.

Strange?

Wen Shu's hand touched his chin, thinking carefully about the situation.

These people. The body is not abnormal, but it is Yan zhòng dehydration and excessive blood loss.

"Admiralty, do you smell something suspicious in your nose?" Xie Xiaoji said very firmly.

He deserves to be a good brother. The tacit understanding between each other is not comparable to ordinary people.

Jin Zhonglou nodded, "On the first incense master, I smelled a smell of big red seeds. ”

Big red. Also called wild hawthorn, for this. Everyone is familiar with it.

"As far as I know, there is no trace of the big red son in Butterfly Ridge."

"The Admiralty Tower said so. I remember that the third incense master also had a special smell, which was ginseng! ”

"It's not just ginseng, it's blood ginseng produced on the snowy plateau at 4,800 meters." Wen Shu continued.

"The smell on the second incense master is chicken blood vine." Wen Shu has always felt strange that the injuries on these people are not severe, but they give her a very dangerous feeling, which is these special smells. "The fourth and fifth places are raspberry and snake mold, respectively."

"Big red seeds, chicken blood vines, blood ginseng, raspberries, and snake mold, what can these be used for?" There is no doubt that Wen Ting will not put a drug on everyone for no reason. Dealing with a master of drug use like Miss Wen San, once she does anything to those people, Miss Wen San will definitely find out soon.

Even if it was an ordinary mixed poison, Miss Wen San could detect it quickly. Therefore, as long as they have dealt with them, they will not use poison.

"I haven't thought of the use of these herbs for the time being."

"Even the third lady hasn't thought of it yet, it seems that things are tricky."

What's next? They don't know what kind of danger awaits them yet, and if it is normal, of course they will rise to the occasion. However, this time, Miss Wen San's body still doesn't know what kind of changes she will face, and if she continues to walk, there will be no chance of recovery.

"Welcome to your arrival, next, you don't have to choose-" On the mountain not far away, Wen Ting suddenly sat there, his hand plucking the strings, and the voice as cold as green jade pierced through the dark clouds of time and reached the ears of the three of them.

There is no need to choose because there is no choice.

"Second brother?" Wen Shu looked at the man sitting on the top of the mountain, as noble as when he first saw him, dressed in white and unstained with dust.

"Shu'er, I'm sorry, today Butterfly Ridge is where the three of you are buried." Along with Wen Ting's words, the hand that plucked the strings was raised, and the fingertips waved lightly, and the style of the piano changed greatly, and the entire Butterfly Ridge was shrouded in the sound of the piano.

Wen Shu was dizzy for a while, and there were many shadows in front of him, and his qi and blood were surging.

"I'm ......" Wen Shu felt that something was wrong, something was gradually out of her control, she was like a puppet being swung by machinery, watching and unable to struggle.

Xie Xiaoji and Jin Zhonglou were also confused in front of them, but these two had profound martial arts, and they could barely suppress them with their skills, and they could still maintain sobriety and self-control.

"Shu'er, don't blame the second brother for being ruthless, just blame you for forgetting the oath you promised the second brother at the beginning-" A snowflake fell in Wen Ting's unhappy eyes. Slightly cold, dull.

"Oath...... What vows ......" distant and ancient memories, across the chasm of time, burst into the mind. There was only endless white light left in the heavens and the earth, filling Wen Shu's eye mask, and he couldn't see it really, and he couldn't hear the voice that came from the bottom of his heart.

"With this song [Return] completely shattered—"

The strings danced, the mountains and rivers fell, and the heavens and the earth trembled. The whole world mourns the loss of one person. This is Wen Ting's best hand in the world to play [Return], and it is the death song he composed for her departure.

Wen Shu was shocked for a while, and his soul trembled! The white face turned blue, and the huge container containing the poison in his body seemed to have been opened, and roared out.

"Ahh

"Third Miss!"

"Books?"

Jin Zhonglou and Xie Xiaoji flew up, and before they touched Wen Shu, Wen Shu slapped him with a palm in pain. Xie Xiaoji flew by, and the place behind him was suddenly scorched.

"Admiralty!" Xie Xiaoji grabbed the Admiralty Tower, "No, you can't touch her." "At this time, whoever touches her will die.

There is an endless supply of toxins in her body, and anyone who touches it even a little bit is like that scorched earth.

"What to do? Xie Xiaoji, what should I do?! The Admiralty Tower was out of control and shouted, "Think of a way to save the book!" ”

Xie Xiaoji turned around and glared angrily at Wen Ting, who was gently plucking the strings on the high ridge.

"Stop him, Miss Wen San still has a chance of life."

Xie Xiaoji brushed a leaf with his hand and pointed out, aiming towards Wen Ting.

Use the leaves as a sharp weapon to disrupt the sound of Wen Ting's piano. This was supposed to be a good idea, but just as the leaf was about to fly in Wen Ting's direction, Wen Ting disappeared with his harp.

Like a wisp of green smoke, it dissipated in the wind.

"It's useless, we're inside the formation, he's outside the formation. What we see now is a qiē about him, but it is all an illusion conjured up by the formation. ”

Immediately after that, there was another bang, and Wen Shu slapped another painful palm in the direction of the two of them.

"Third Miss! Wake up, wake up, Miss Three—"

Wen Shu held her head, she still had some consciousness, she knew what she would do again, but she couldn't control it. The tumbling breath in her body was about to explode.

"Let's go...... You guys are leaving......" Wen Shu shouted in pain. She's going crazy, there's no way she can't, she's going to kill them.

"Point her acupoint!"

"No, if you point to her acupoint, the toxins in her body will not be able to vent, and I am afraid that it will be more dangerous at that time." Jin Zhonglou grabbed Xie Xiaoji and listened to Wen Shu struggling in the formation, in pain. The fingers at his side clenched and made a decision.

Miss Wen, I once promised you that no matter what happens to you, I will be by your side.

I also said that I will not let anyone or anything hurt you again.

"Admiralty, what are you going to do?" Xie Xiaoji's voice carried a rare hint of horror.

"Xie Xiaoji, it's my brother, don't stop me."

Wen Shu threw himself on the ground in pain, clutching his chest tightly, "Please, Admiralty, kill me, I'm in so much pain......"

The Golden Bell Tower walked towards Wen Shu step by step, and the ethereal voice seemed to come from the sky, but it was as gentle as ever.

"Shu'er, I won't let you die."

Jin Zhonglou slowly came to Wen Shu's side, gently put his hand on the top of her head, and rubbed it. The eyes without focal length, under the golden sunlight of Butterfly Ridge, exude a soft hazy light.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, gentleness that he had never felt before, with satisfaction and peace of mind. Under his strange comfort, the toxins in his body seemed to have gathered arrogant tentacles.

The years have stagnated, and it takes a lifetime to tell the truth of the unchanging love -

When I was in Wudang Mountain, I heard about Shu'er from Miss Sun, and I thought that there would be such a day.

These days, I don't do anything because I know I can't do anything. But I later learned that if the day came irreparable, I would trade my life for yours.

………… (To be continued......)