Meng Yuexue watched Wang Anfeng close the door, and the wound on the palm of the latter's hand flowed blood again, dripping at the door, adding a layer of protection to the ordinary people in this house to prevent it from being invaded by the poisonous mist.

A whistle was heard.

Then the thin red horse neighed listlessly, and the sound of the horse's hooves was heard, and it faded away, but from far and near, the sound of the terrible howl became clearer and clearer.

The people crowded in this room had a panicked look on their faces, and they subconsciously leaned close together, as if they could avoid danger in this way.

Meng Yuexue pursed her lips, there was no doubt that it was extremely dangerous outside, but the urge to rush out of the door rose in her heart, this impulse was extremely strong, even if her fingers clenched her palms, she couldn't contain the surge in her heart at all.

It's almost instinctive.

Hearing the sound outside, the legs and feet seemed to have a will of their own.

But looking back at Chuan Lian lying on the bed, he saw the child with a frightened face, the girl's tightly clenched palm was still loosened, her five fingers were slender, and she shook slightly, and she felt powerless.

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Wang Anfeng did not perform light work.

He had a clear idea of what to do next.

Although he behaved calmly in the eyes of Meng Yuexue and others, he was not 100% sure whether he could do it in his heart, besides, the lion fought the rabbit, and he still had to go all out, and when the big war was approaching, every trace of internal strength was extremely precious.

Originally, he took a fancy to a big black horse, but the third master shouted in his ear for almost an hour, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he chose this thin horse in the eyes of the manager of the horse library to look at the madman.

At this time, this horse finally showed the potential to be favored by Hongluoyu.

As if extremely disgusted by the smell in the air at this time, the speed of the lean horse continued to increase, and he opened his hooves, carrying a thousand pounds of ink knives, and soared like the wind.

The mane is flying, almost like a galloping lion.

Running wildly along the long street path, it was like a red fire running on the earth, and the concentration of the surrounding poisonous fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the speed of the mixed yuan gong on the body was getting faster and faster, turning the toxins in the air into the basic vitality, like a rolling hot stream, pouring into the dantian.

The internal force of the golden bell jar in the meridians is unconsciously overflowing.

At this time, the thicker the poisonous fog, the lower the wailing sound, this kind of poisonous fog, ordinary people can't resist it for long, and now I am afraid that they have already been tortured by this poison and dying, and they can't even make a screaming sound.

The road was covered with a faint layer of fog, and no pedestrians could be seen, but a faint and continuous wailing sound could be heard in the ears, like a ghost land.

Just when Wang Anfeng thought that there was no one in sight in this area closest to the source of the poison, in his field of vision, an extremely obvious red color suddenly appeared.

It stretches like a flame, like a scar that cuts through the earth. Divide the town from the back mountain.

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned.

Only in this instant, the horse under the crotch had already swept a distance of hundreds of meters, and his eyes saw through the poisonous fog and saw the true bodies of those flames, all of whom were young men holding war knives and wearing red clothes.

The poisonous fog is the thickest here, and these men just cut the hem of their robes and cover them in front of their noses and mouths, so that they can avoid poison. Under the command of an old man, the medicinal herbs were piled up on the ground, set on fire, and fought against these poisonous mist in such an extremely wasteful way.

Its bare skin was covered with blood-colored scratches, and its eyes were bloodshot.

The first big man noticed the sound of horses' hooves, turned to look at Wang Anfeng, at this time the poisonous fog was extremely thick, but he didn't seem to care, and shouted loudly:

"Go back!"

"It's closed here, don't go over, stay in the house, we'll be able to deal with it soon......"

Wang Anfeng's gaze swept from his right hand holding the knife, which was already full of blood marks, dripping with blood, invaded by poisonous mist, and had been swollen and bleeding pus, but the war knife in his hand was still extremely tight.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves, his eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, and he shouted:

"Quick return to ......"

Wang Anfeng pulled the reins of the horse with his arm, the thin horse under his crotch neighed, the rolling flames in front of him burned, and the heat wave hit his face, which aroused the ferocity of this strange horse, his eyes were angry, and his mane danced wildly, not inferior to the flames.

When he was still more than ten meters away, he had already jumped up violently, riding the wind and lightning, and swept a distance of dozens of meters before he landed on the opposite side, hissing proudly, and rushed towards the mountain road.

And when he flew over the flame, the five fingers of Wang Anfeng's right hand suddenly clasped inward, and the fingers infused with internal force were like daggers, tearing open the wound that was gradually beginning to heal, and the blood was dripping down and poured directly on the flame.

The Great Qin warrior who was the leader looked at Wang Anfeng's distant figure, and was angry for a while, and shouted loudly:

"Are you looking for death?!"

"The master above is not something we can deal with, the wind chasing patrol in Xiding Prefecture is coming soon, don't be reckless......"

At this moment, the flame was hit by blood, flickered, and the surrounding poisonous mist suddenly made a strange sound, and green smoke came out, billowing up, everyone was slightly stunned, and suddenly found that the breathing was instantly smoother, and in the palm of the hand, which was gradually weak, the power of the heart surged again.

The old man's eyes were bright, he pushed away the young man who was supporting him, staggered two steps, walked in front of the flames, noticed the medicinal power floating in the smoke in the air, his expression changed, and finally took two steps back, sat down on the ground, stroked his palms with white hair and laughed:

"Good, good!"

"With this person here, we can do nothing about those poisonous goods!"

"Okay, hahahaha......"

One of them pursed his lips, raised the long knife in his hand, and suddenly was about to walk towards the mountain road, took two steps for the head catcher, raised his hand and pressed his hand on his shoulder, and asked:

"Boy, what are you going to do?!"

The young catcher turned around and said:

"That person should have gone to find the wicked person who released the poison."

"Let's go help him ......"

The middle-aged head catcher frowned and scolded:

"Your three-legged cat's kung fu, help a fart, you're going to die."

"But ......"

"Needless to say."

At this moment, someone next to him had already helped the old man up, and the old man looked at the young and vigorous little catcher who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, smiled, and said slowly:

"The old man knows what you mean."

"But even if you can't personally behead the first evil under the knife, you still have what you should do, this place is worry-free for the time being, but the villagers in the town have been poisoned, and you still have a lot of things to do."

"It's probably not that pleasant, it's not very prestigious."

"But if you can make that warrior have no worries, wouldn't it be considered a chivalrous ......?"

"Who said that a chivalrous man must be a martial artist who kills?"

The young man seemed to be unconvinced, and was about to say something more, but was stopped by the old man raising his hand, the old doctor who was nearly seventy years old coughed a few times, looked at the still young faces around him, his expression slowed down, showing the kindness of the old people, and said:

"Now there are no worries here."

"Let's go back to town and save people......"

"Your parents and children, it's all inside, the medicinal materials have been moved, just hand them over to the old man, it's useless to keep so many people, hurry back."

PS: The second update is offered......

Thank you for the long wind and thousands of miles away, thank you very much

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。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors