"Jianghan soup soup, Wufu Xuan. Operate the Quartet and sue the king. The Quartet is peaceful, and the kingdom is stable. There is a dispute between the times, and the king's heart is ......"

The high singing outside the city sounded, which made the thousands of remnants of the army holding in the city cheer for a while, and their morale was greatly boosted, and they couldn't help but echo it.

Suddenly, the singing voices inside and outside Qi City echoed each other from afar, connecting into one.

The snake people, who were sandwiched between the two armies, couldn't help but start to stir and panic. Snake people are by no means monsters that can only kill, they also have extremely high intelligence, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, and naturally, they will also have fears......

Now, the army of snake people who were born in Tagore and grew up in the yellow sand, looking at the rare river in front of them, looking at the green mountains and forests that do not exist in Tagore at all, and the passionate singing, can't help but start to fear.

Because all this is so strange at the moment.

This is not a good sign, because it will make the snake person lose his morale and combat power; Again, it's a good thing, because they may turn their fear into strength and overcome the enemy.

They are snake people, and no Terran army will accept their surrender. They have only two choices, either get killed or kill each other.

In the Serpent Army, generals of all ranks begin to calm the morale of the army, reinvigorate morale, and then welcome the first landing of the Izumo fleet!

But none of these have much to do with the little doctor fairy.

She was dressed in a light white dress, walking briskly on the streets of Qicheng, a pair of gray-purple eyes did not look around, but quietly looked at a pair of doors not far away.

The pair of gates, about three feet high, was located at a key junction, and was topped by a team of Izumo rebel crossbowmen.

Below and near the gate, there were also nearly 100 Izumo rebels who formed a strong defensive line by dragging the terrain.

This line of defense allowed five hundred snake men to attack several times, and the losses were not small, but they were never able to take it, and the footsteps to occupy Qi City were blocked here.

But in the eyes of the little doctor fairy, it is naturally not much harder than the paper paste.

She wanted to step forward directly, but she remembered Nalan Ye's advice, "War is not better than fighting in the rivers and lakes, what you need more is to protect yourself and be careful to save every trace of fighting spirit."

So, she turned to the five hundred snake men and said, "I will deal with the crossbowmen on the gate, and I will leave the rest to you." ”

How could this snake man disagree? The biggest threat to them is the crossbowmen who shoot condescendingly from the gate!

At the sound of an order, the five hundred snake men attacked again. The little medicine fairy also floated in, and the fighting qi around his body condensed into the armor of the fighting qi, and rushed into the door on the right side with arrows.

As soon as he stepped in, the little medicine fairy's heart palpitated for no reason, and his eyes swept over more than a dozen ordinary soldiers, and finally landed in a corner of the door.

There sat an old man in a black robe sitting cross-legged, his old face was expressionless, and his seemingly cloudy eyes were filled with a chilling essence.

The moment the little medicine fairy stepped into the door, he suddenly moved. The fighting spirit around his body was running, and his momentum skyrocketed from an ordinary person to the peak of the Douhuang, and his right hand was wrapped in a majestic fighting spirit, and he smashed it towards the little medicine immortal!

The little medicine fairy didn't have time to react at all, who would have thought that in this ordinary, but more than 100 remnants of the defense line, there would be a powerhouse at the peak of the Douhuang waiting for her?!

It's like a rabbit hole, and suddenly a colorful eye-catching insect pops out.

She didn't have time to use her fighting skills, so she could only simply spew out her fighting qi and rush towards the black-robed old man.

The rolling gray-black fighting spirit rushed towards him, but the black-robed old man didn't care, and smashed them with a punch, and the arms of the little medicine fairy crossed in front of him.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the little medicine fairy's body was like a stone thrown by a trebuchet, first smashing the door, and then flying upside down nearly a hundred steps away, smashing into a courtyard wall in the distance.

The walls of the courtyard are torn apart, and the dust is in the sky.

The little medicine fairy fell to the ground, her body trembled, and a plum blossom appeared on the white veil on her face, which was the blood she vomited.

The blow just now hurt her a lot.

Suddenly, she turned her head to look and saw a black shadow flying out of the previous door, it was the old man in black robes. His face was indifferent, and while flying towards the little medicine fairy, he raised his hand and blasted out a gray-black ball of light.

The little medicine fairy's face changed, and he hurriedly condensed his fighting wings and flew backwards.

The gray-black ball of light smashed into her original position and exploded, but without the slightest result. The black-robed old man's face was calm, and he didn't look down to look at it, and continued to chase after the little medicine fairy.

When he passed over a tree, the little medicine fairy's eyes suddenly lit up, his hands pinched violently, and he said in a low voice:

"Boom!"

A poison that she had quietly thrown on the tree just now exploded, and the diffuse poisonous gas quickly swept away the black-robed old man passing by in the sky.

The black-robed old man was also a poisoner, and he didn't care about it at first, but the next moment, he raised his eyebrows, and felt it carefully, his armor of poisonous fighting qi actually disintegrated under the washing of this poisonous gas!

He is a poison master at the peak of the Dou Huang, what kind of poison can erode his poisonous fighting spirit? If you don't talk about it, you have to be a seventh order, right?!

His complexion finally changed, and he hurriedly avoided this poisonous gas, not daring to despise the little medicine fairy anymore, and also stopped his pursuit, and said in a deep voice:

"Old man Wan Scorpion Gate Scorpion Bi Yan, Your Excellency...... is worthy of being called the master of the Poison Sect, your poison is indeed powerful. ”

The little medicine fairy frowned slightly, looked at the old man in black robe, and said coldly: "Scorpion Biyan? I thought you were already dead, but I didn't expect you to have the strength to run thousands of miles away. ”

"The world has changed, the Three Kingdoms War, the disciples of the sect are not angry, the old man can't watch the collapse of the Ten Thousand Scorpion Gate, and he can only come down the mountain."

Scorpion Bi Yan sighed, looked left and right a few times at the little medicine fairy, and suddenly squeezed out a smile on his dry face, although it was more ugly than crying.

"Your Excellency should know that poisoners are no better than alchemists, and they are often ostracized by ordinary fighters. And the Izumo Empire is the empire with the most poison power among the more than ten countries nearby, but it has not been able to fully control the Izumo Empire. ”

He stared at the little medicine fairy, sent out an invitation, and said with a smile: "Since Your Excellency is also a poison master, why don't you join us?" When the time comes, my Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect, your Poison Sect, and Wutianfu will all be Poison Master Sects. ”

"Together, we will build a kingdom that will be completely controlled by the poisoner—a kingdom in which the poisoner should be respected by all his people, just like the alchemist."

Scorpion Biyan's words were not impassioned, but he said very calmly. But these words are extremely tempting for a poisoner.

Poisoner, in the Douqi Continent, it is not much better than a street rat.

This made many poisoners indignant, after all, in their own opinion, there was not much difference between a poison master and an alchemist.

Why can alchemists be respected by everyone and worshiped by others as ancestors, while they can only be shouted and beaten by everyone?

How tempting it is to establish a national capital of poisoners and enjoy the noble status of an alchemist!

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