The big men rushed up, some with swords, some with hidden weapons, to surround the two.

Seeing this situation, Ding Ruoyu and Yu Feiqiong divided into two ways and pulled each other into two gangs. She sent out a wind blade to block the other party's hidden weapon, stopped a step, Tang Chunjing was really on her side, and slashed with a knife.

The blade broke through the wind barrier and cut off several of her hairs, and Ding Ruoyu staggered away, holding the dagger behind her back, and slashed across the opponent's arm, leaving a bloody mark. Tang Chunjing was recruited, his face changed, he didn't expect that he hadn't seen this woman in kung fu for a few months, and it became more and more difficult to deal with.

In a trance, Ding Ruoyu punched a fireball into a person's heart, easily cutting off his heart, and then used this person as a shield to block the hidden weapon attack of the person behind him, and the dagger in his hand attacked Tang Chunjing's throat.

"Come back, kill this stinky first!" Tang Chunjing yelled, avoided the edge, and slashed the blade obliquely, cutting Ding Ruoyu's big man as a shield into two.

The rest of the people were entangled by Yu Feiqiong, and only one person ran back, and they were still halfway through the way when the wind blade led out by Ding Ruoyu broke their throats.

The woman was not very old, and her attack was so vicious that she threw half of the corpse in her hand, stepped on it, jumped up, and grabbed the shoulder of another man. Seeing that her body was unstable and revealing a slight flaw, someone immediately called the hidden weapon that fed the poison, but she jumped away without a moment, and all those hidden weapons hit the big man she was holding.

The big man was so poisonous that he died of exhaustion, and his body was just about to fall, and he became Ding Ruoyu's human shield again.

Over there, Yu Feiqiong also took care of the two, and the man who broke away from the fight chased after her and helped her deal with the rest of the people.

This group of people is menacing and looks terrifying, but only Tang Chunjing can fight the most.

Half an hour later, the big men standing opposite the two of them all fell to the ground and were either dead or disabled, leaving Tang Chunjing alone, holding a knife and staring at them coldly.

All three were wounded, their clothes stained with blood, and they panted and confronted each other for a moment.

"The surname is Tang, since you have escaped your life, why do you still come to seek death?" Ding Ruoyu stabilized his breath and raised his voice and asked.

Tang Chunjing laughed wildly and said: "You kill my eldest brother, I will seek revenge from you, it is justified!" Is Tang a timid rat who is afraid of death? ”

"You're not afraid of death?" Ding Ruoyu straightened up and said, "If you're not afraid of death, why are you only staring at me as a woman?" I'm just doing what I'm told, and it's the Witch Emperor who really wants your life. I heard that someone killed your fourth brother Chu You in front of you, why didn't you go to avenge him first? ”

"Lao Tzu will kill you first, and then it's not too late to settle accounts with him!" Tang Chunjing rushed up again as he spoke, Yu Feiqiong hurriedly raised his sword to block it, and the swords struck each other, shocking the two of them to retreat separately.

"You know very well that you can't be that person's opponent in this life, and you are afraid that you will lose face in front of everyone and be regarded as an indirect murderer who killed your brother, so you put all the blame on my head and found this rabble to kill me to correct my name, am I right?" Ding Ruoyu smiled coldly, lifted the corner of the cloak, and wiped the blood stains from the dagger.

Tang Chunjing was shocked, but she was right, and the eyes that looked at her became gloomy.

"Today you and I fear that one of us will die." Ding Ruoyu put away the dagger, and his expression became calm, "It's just that before the duel, I'm curious, who provided you with my identity and whereabouts?" ”

Unarmed, she approached step by step, staring at him with a light smile, waiting for the other party's answer.

Tang Chunjing thought that she was a young dead soldier who only knew how to kill, but she didn't expect that she would have such a compelling momentum with just a few words. This was not the same as what the man who approached him said, and he clearly remembered that the man had said that this woman was not good at words, and that she did not have much personal characteristics in temperament.

"Looks like I know that man." Seeing that he didn't reply, Ding Ruoyu spoke again.

"Little girl, do you think I'll tell you?" Tang Chunjing said with a cruel smile.

"Whether you say it or not, I have a number of people who hate me. This person didn't dare to come to me in person, because he must have some scruples. Ding Ruoyu said disdainfully, "It's you, such a big reputation was once frustrated, and if you don't keep your eyes on it and become a new person, you are willing to be a gunman for him." ”

Tang Chunjing's face was gloomy, and his keen intuition, which had saved his life several times over the years, was actually telling him that there was something strange in that person's words, and he was being used by others.

"It stands to reason that if you want to take revenge separately, the first person you want to look for should be Ah Lan, but you only sent someone to keep an eye on me, and even when I walked with Ah Lan, the poisonous needle only hit me alone. Didn't that person tell you that I am now much stronger than Ah Lan, and that I am the person with the highest witchcraft in the Obsidian Temple? ”

The indifference and arrogance on Ding Ruoyu's body was completely exposed, undisguised, and a subtle expression between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows seemed so unattainable, as if he was really a powerful wizard.

Tang Chunjing clearly remembered that he had asked the person Chen Lan and the person in front of him who it was better to start with, and the person directly said Li Qiao'er and told him that she would be the easiest one to get.

"So, I've been fooled?" Tang Chunjing muttered to himself, slowly put down the knife, and waved it violently, pointing directly at Ding Ruoyu, "Lao Tzu believes in your evil!" Say, what the hell are you going to do? ”

Ding Ruoyu clasped his hands in his sleeves and said calmly: "Two against one, his level is higher than mine, do you think you still have a chance to win?" ”

As she spoke, she flicked her sleeves and revealed her hands, clutching a ball of fire and a pile of ice in the palms of her hands, as if they were ready to send them out at any moment to kill him.

Tang Chunjing secretly calculated, it was indeed difficult for him to win, and he snorted coldly: "Tang someone wants to kill or chop, give me a good time!" ”

"I'm not going to kill you." Ding Ruoyu's hands shook slightly, and the ice and fire disappeared. She looked at the other party's surprised expression and smiled, "My mission is just to prevent you from dealing with Nangong Yao, the goal has been achieved, there is no need to create another killing." ”

"You're really not going to do it?" Tang Chunjing clenched the knife in his hand and said in a deep voice, "Don't regret it!" ”

"I'm working with you just to find out who's secretly dealing with me." Ding Ruoyu stood there, his body was straight, his expression was indifferent, as if the wounds on his body had healed, "You go, never set foot in Xiyan Country again, I will treat you as if I have never seen you." ”

Tang Chunjing glanced at her coldly, retreated four or five times, turned around and disappeared behind a large low house.

In the open space, Ding Ruoyu looked at the direction he left, stood silent for a moment, suddenly tilted, and helped Yu Feiqiong and said, "Take me to the witch sect headquarters, I'm poisoned." ”

Yu Feiqiong had just recovered from the war of words, and at this moment he looked at her as if he was looking at a stranger who surprised him. Seeing that her face suddenly turned pale after letting go of the breath she was carrying, he hurriedly picked her up and rushed in the direction of the witch cult.

He himself was stabbed a few times, and he was far from being as good as Ding Ruoyu said. At this moment, the two of them couldn't fight for a round and were about to fall, so they could only rely on words to force the suspicious Tang Chunjing to retreat.

The wounds on Yu Feiqiong's body were split open by sprinting, leaving blood stains along the way. He gritted his teeth and didn't dare to stop, for fear that once he stopped, he would never be able to move again. Ding Ruoyu was on his back and was spat blood. The blood was black, the poisonous gas was on her face, and her face was gray. It took a lot of time to say that Tang Chunjing was gone, and she was already unlucky at the moment.

"Go...... Go to the Red Cloud Palace, find my brother......" Her voice was weak, and her consciousness was not very clear, and she fainted after speaking.

Yu Feiqiong tripped and almost knocked both of them to the ground.

He closed his eyes vigorously, dragged the girl behind him up, and continued to run.

Human life is at stake, he should put aside his personal grudges and save her first.

Rampage all the way, I don't know how many passers-by were, and finally arrived at the Chiyun Palace.

The door was closed, and the armoured guards outside the door stopped the two of them with cold guns.

Yu Feiqiong gently put down the girl behind her, and the guards wore out their mouths, but they couldn't get a reply. He tore off his clothes, wrapped up the heavier knife wounds on his body, drew his sword and tried to rush in desperately, but heard an announcement from behind.

"The Witch Emperor has arrived."

The guards knelt on the ground and saluted, and Li Hong strode out of the crowd, without looking at him, and picked up Ding Ruoyu and walked into the hall.

Su Weaving, who was following closely behind him, turned to go elsewhere along the corridor, and after a while brought a medicine box.

Yu Feiqiong followed her in, Lihong took two bottles of medicine from the medicine box, and asked Su Weaving to take him to the point to re-bandage the wound, and he didn't take it to look at him from beginning to end. Yu Feiqiong stiffened his face and retreated with Su Zhi, and heard the door of the main hall "bang" and close tightly, completely blocking him from Ding Ruoyu.

On the soft couch, Lihong's palm glowed with golden light, sucking out the tiny hidden weapon that Ding Ruoyu had pierced in her body little by little, and slapped her heart again, forcing her to spit out the poisonous blood in her body.

Before the remaining poison was cleared, he took out the homemade antidote pill, fed her to take it and then observed.

When Ding Ruoyu woke up, it was already night, and the poison was numb and painful all over his body. She barely stood up, saw Lihong boiling medicine on the side, and absentmindedly fanned the fire with a small fan.

She tried to call him, but a mouthful of blood choked out.

Li Hong came to the medicine, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and fed her the medicine spoonful by spoonful.

After drinking several spoonfuls, the medicinal soup was not so hot, so Ding Ruoyu grabbed the bowl and poured it down in a big gulp.

The bitter taste spread from her tongue, so bitter that her mind cleared up a lot.

Li Hong took the bowl and was about to walk away without saying a word, but she grabbed her sleeve.

"Yes, is there sugar? It's too bitter...... "Ding Ruoyu's head hung down to his chest, his long hair covered his face, and he shrunk into a small lump on the couch, which was very pitiful.

"Your trick won't work for me." Li Hong said expressionlessly, broke her hand, turned around and walked out the door.

Since that day he suppressed the poisonous blood in Yu Feiqiong's body, he has become like this to her, he has no chance to meet during the day, and sometimes he is asked to practice the method of breaking the ban at night, and he is also step-by-step, and he does not say a word of superfluous nonsense coldly.

She didn't know where she had provoked him, and the atmosphere between the two of them had become so stiff.

If she had been a different person, she would have been able to resolve the conflict in a few words with her ability. But he, soft and hard, does not eat oil and salt, the whole person is like an iron wall, and he seems to know her essence very well, and he cannot shake it at all.