Chasing Feng saw that the man in black had used such a shady trick, and he didn't know what poison he had put on Lu Chengfeng's ankle, and as soon as he pinched his ankle, he was poisoned and unconscious.

His heart couldn't help but tighten, and he was angry and anxious, so he had to treat others in his own way.

Just before the man in black continued to use poison to launch the next round of offensive, chasing the wind and thundering, grabbing the hand of Lu Chengfeng's body, using all his strength, and raising his sleeves high!

With the gust of breeze on the high-rise building, all the incense and jade hidden in the sleeve tube were scattered down.

The other hand swung a big knife and slashed at the mysterious man in black in the Western Regions.

The man in black dodged, rolled to the other side of the watchtower, and took advantage of the wind chasing the wind to let go of his hand to burn incense and break the jade scatter, and had already snatched the entire body of Lu Chengfeng.

There was a little soldier on the watchtower who kept vigil at night, and he didn't want to ask when he saw these people in the rivers and lakes fighting and killing just now.

At this time, I saw the clothes and belts made of expensive clothes in the wind and weather, and I reacted!

Right now, this fate hangs by a thread for the people of the Lu royal family! Die on the side of the watchtower that you are guarding, that is a matter of losing your head!

He panicked and wanted to come to the rescue, pulling out his saber, but he was at a loss.

If he slashed at the hand of the man in black who was hanging from the watchtower, the royal nobleman would surely fall down the watchtower with the assassin!

With such a high watchtower, if you really fall down, you will definitely die of all your internal organs!

But if he didn't have a knife, it looked like the man in black would also take the life of that noble young man!

It's a matter of losing your head horizontally and vertically, and it's really a dilemma.

When I was melancholy, I saw that the young man who flew upstairs with your son just now had turned over the trunk, and his toes were moving quickly on the bluestone floor, as if walking on the ground.

The boy's mouth shouted loudly:

"Be a soldier! Listen up! If you want to live, you have to cut off the hand of the man in black! ”

Only then did the little soldier understand, he quickly pulled out his saber and slashed at the hand of the man in black who was hanging outside the watchtower!

The man in black reflexively let go of the hand that was hanging on the trunk, and the other hand went up to the trunk again!

After being hit by the incense and breaking the jade, his whole body was already weak, and his hands couldn't exert his strength.

In a matter of seconds, the crumbling body slammed into the ground.

Seeing this, Chasing the Wind quickly hugged Lu Chengfeng's body, caught it steadily, and walked all the way along the bluestone floor.

With a loud bang from the body of the man in black on the ground, Chasing Feng also landed firmly on the ground with Lu Chengfeng in his arms.

The little soldier on the watchtower was frightened, picked up the military horn, blew the horn loudly, and transmitted the message very regularly.

The watchtowers in all directions in Jinghua City instantly learned that someone had assassinated the emperor's relatives, and the officers and soldiers hurried to this place.

Chasing Feng anxiously investigated Lu Chengfeng's injury.

A circle of black bruises appeared on the neck of the foot that had been pinched by the man in black, shallow, as if it had only been pinched by someone.

But Chasing Feng has also practiced toxicology, and knows that this is a trace of poisoning, so he went to rummage through the corpse of the black-clothed man next to him with a broken head and bleeding head.

As soon as he touched the placket of the black-clothed man's chest, he heard the "corpse" suddenly let out a faint cry for help, and he called out vigorously:

"Shaoxia, help, save me! Only I, I, can give you the antidote! ”

"Someone! Come on! ”

Chasing the wind shouted.

A large group of rabble brought by the man in black just now saw that something had happened, and they had already scattered as birds and beasts and fled, and there was no one left.

Reinforcements from the government didn't arrive so quickly for a while.

In desperation, he had to use a big knife to carefully cut the small cyan blood vessels under Lu Chengfeng's feet and neck, so that the poisonous blood could be excreted in time.

Then, he took out the chalcedony paste he was carrying, first pasted a dose on Lu Chengfeng, and then went around half of his clothes, and lightly bandaged Lu Chengfeng's wounds.

"Help, help!"

The man in black was already dying, and a low whimpering cry for help came from between his throats.

"If you want me to save my life, you can! But not only do you have to hand over the antidote now, but you also have to tell me, who sent you to lurk here and kill us? ”

Chasing the wind ripped off the mask of the man in black, stared at the man with cold eyes, and asked.

This person has a high nose and deep eyes, light-colored pupils, and slightly curly hair, and is indeed a person from the Western Regions.

"Shaoxia, the antidote is in the second pocket of my clothes, please take it yourself."

The man in black wanted to reach for it, but he didn't expect that he had already broken his muscles and bones, and he couldn't use his hands and feet at all.

The light-colored pupils of the man in black were suddenly desolate, and a cold tear crossed it, biting his lips to death, and his face was bloodless.

Chasing the wind moved his heart a little and frowned:

"Quickly bring in the mastermind behind the scenes, and I can find someone to heal you. It's just that I'm afraid that this broken tendon and vein will be difficult to continue, and you will have to spend your life in a hospital bed. ”

When the black-clothed man from the Western Regions heard this, he raised his head to the sky and roared, fierce and fierce, as if he had used all his last strength, and said in tears:

"I am a killer in the Western Regions, and I have long put life and death out of the way. It's just that my sweetheart is also in this Jinghua City, and I haven't found her yet. Please also ask the young man to see her after this and tell her for me that Chahar will still love her in the next life. ”

Chasing the wind paused in acquiescence, solemnly agreed to him, and then asked:

"Can you tell the girl her name?"

"Xuan, Xuanji."

The Western Regions killer named Chahar spat out a beautiful name with all his might, and then suddenly spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

Chasing Feng knew that he was about to die, so he found a small walnut box according to what he just said, and after confirming it again and again, he was sure that it contained an antidote.

He hurriedly took one from it and hurriedly fed Lu Chengfeng to eat it.

Chahar's eyes gradually closed, and a serene smile appeared on his face, as if he had been bathed in ten thousand holy lights.

And in that piece of holy light, far away from the chaos of the world, it is all warmth, hope and light.

"Chahar! Chahar! Can you hear me? Where did all the centaurs who were with you come from? Who is behind the scenes? ”

Chasing Wind shook Chahar's shoulder vigorously, trying to ask for an answer as he lay dying.

"Cao, Cao, the old, the fourth......"

Chahar intermittently squeezed a name, or code name, out of his teeth, and hung his head heavily, dying.

Chasing the wind put down Chahar's body that was beginning to get colder, and smashed a fist on the ground of the long bluestone paved street with hatred, scolding:

"Fuck! It's the damn Cao gang again! ”

Chasing the wind picked up the unconscious Lu Chengfeng horizontally, and strode back.

He wanted to go back and look for the dark horse they had just taken, so that he could send the unconscious road back to their crowned king's mansion safe and sound. It is better to give his father an explanation.

Before he took a few steps, the current Jing Zhaoyin and Wu Jingmo's father, Wu Renzhong, had already rushed here with a large team of people.

The ten-mile long street, inside and out, was suddenly surrounded by Jingzhao soldiers.