Nan Qiao's face was pale in pain, and the paint was mixed with poison, she had just used her internal force to speed up the spread of the poisonous gas, and at this moment, her chest was tight, and a stream of liquid spread to her throat, and finally a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit it out.

A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and soon another sword swung over, Nan Qiao quickly blocked with the shadow, and the two weapons made a piercing sound, he looked at the familiar dagger in Nan Qiao's hand and was slightly stunned.

Taking advantage of this respite, Nan Qiao stared at him, "The smoke is poisonous, if you consume it any longer, you will have to die here, even if you want to kill me, you have to let me die, right?" ”

The power of his sword still suppressed her short sword, which seemed to be heavier than just now, and his cold eyes stared at her face, and his originally handsome face was distorted at the moment, making people feel chills down his spine.

"This prince wants to kill you to avenge the queen mother! Kill! He yelled at her in a burst of rage.

Nan Qiao looked at him as if he was suddenly stimulated by something, and quickly reacted that he might have a heart disease, is this a disease?

In her previous life, she met a lot of people with mental illness, once she was stimulated by something, she would get sick, and she would become unaware of no one, and she only blindly vented violently, so he may have recognized her as an enemy.

Nan Qiao didn't have time to guess his identity, the long sword quickly pressed down the chasing shadow in her hand an inch, only a fingertip away from her neck, and if she came down a little more, her life would be gone.

Nan Qiao stared into his eyes and said, "Isn't it too cheap for you to kill your enemy like this?" ”

Sure enough, he hesitated, Nan Qiao saw that it worked, his eyes kept staring into his eyes, and said slowly,

"If I were you, I would lock people up and slowly torture them to death, and this sword would be easy to get rid of!"

At this moment, her face was terribly white, but her eyes were still as beautiful as those of elves, and they attracted people to look at them for no reason, as if they were the most beautiful jewels of this time.

Seeing that he was staring into her eyes, she continued to seduce, "You can't let the enemy die so easily, can you?" You should torture your enemies little by little, not kill them with a knife! ”

"Yes!" He looked at her with fascination in reply, and the sword in his hand loosened a little.

Nan Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his chasing shadow, and covered his chest, "So we're going out now." ”

"Get out." He repeated her words expressionlessly.

Nan Qiao nodded, smiled at him like an angel, and pointed to a burning exit next to him,

"Break through there, take me, rush out of there!" At this time, her body was very weak, the fire around her roasted her whole body, and she also inhaled a lot of poisonous smoke, and she had to rely on mental power to control him, it was difficult for her to break out on her own, and Ji Wuyu's martial arts were deeper than her, at this time, she could only rely on him to get out.

He looked at her, as if he was trying to figure out how to get her away.

Nan Qiao wanted to open his mouth and let him carry him out, but who knows, as soon as his body was light, he directly picked her up.

In the next second, with a bang, the crumbling window that was already burning was broken open by him, and he successfully flew out of the City God Temple with her in his arms.

Nan Qiao coughed twice, the light outside was a little strong, and she saw that his face was gradually turning a little blue, thinking that it was because of inhaling poisonous smoke.

She glanced back at the burning City God Temple, thinking that the Tibetan gold collector would send someone soon, Nan Qiao looked up and asked him,

"Is there a flare stick?"

"Yes."

Nan Qiao hurriedly got down from him, "Quick, take it out and summon someone over!" ”

"Okay." He obediently took it out of his body, and with a pull, a brilliant purple light rushed into the sky, exploding a special pattern.

After doing all this, you can't stay here longer, now she and he are poisoned, the poison will erode the lungs little by little, and it will also make people weaker and weaker, until finally the poison can't make internal force, and the other party's hands are like clouds, once they fight, she has no certainty of winning.

"Let's get out of here first!" Nan Qiao ordered again, "Run to the southeast!" "Her carriage stopped there.

"Okay."

As soon as the words fell, he picked her up and ran quickly, and she forgot to say that he should run with her on his back, in fact, Nan Qiao didn't feel upset at all in his arms, but she always looked up and saw that face, and she felt a little guilty in her heart.

As soon as he ran far, Nan Qiao felt that the dark tide was surging in the surrounding forest, and sure enough, more than twenty black-clothed people blocked the way, but Ji Wuyu only listened to her orders now, she didn't shout to stop, he still rushed forward with her, completely treating those people as stakes and ignoring them.

Nan Qiao wiped a cold sweat, the one who should have come is still here, it seems that he can't hide!

"Stop."

"Okay." Hearing the little woman in his arms speak, Ji Wuyu stopped directly with a sudden brake.

Nan Qiao got down from him, and seeing that he was in much better condition than hers, he could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that he could hold out until the reinforcements arrived.

"Kill them!" Her eyes were cold and cold.

"Okay." After answering, he drew the saber at his waist and rushed directly to kill the man in black.

Those black-clothed people are all extraordinary, after a few moves, Fujun killed several black-clothed people in a row, this time it was Nan Qiao's turn to open his mouth and be surprised, Fujun is a killing god, and he is so crazy after being poisoned, no wonder she can't pass a few tricks under him.

Thankfully, she controlled him before he killed herself, otherwise she would have been a dead corpse by now.

At this moment, Nan Qiao's sharp eyes saw that someone wanted to put a hidden weapon from Fujun's back, she didn't want to, her fingertips had already clamped the poison needle and shot the person faster than the arrow, the person snorted, and the hidden weapon was poisoned and fell to the ground before it was shot.

Her move naturally attracted the attention of the others, and one of them was a man in black who rushed towards her with a knife.

Nan Qiao's eyes narrowed slightly, "Look for death!" ”

With that, she shot another poisonous needle, and the man was already on guard, and with a somersault, he avoided it.

Just when his knife was about to slash her forehead, Nan Qiao's body deviated, and the knife passed directly from the distance of a finger on the tip of her nose, and her face was reflected on the knife surface, and the next second, Nan Qiao quickly raised the soul bell in his right hand, and tried to control him between he slashed again.

As expected, it took her only a few seconds to control this man, and the man in black became her faithful servant, and immediately lowered his head to stop attacking her, and obediently stood in front of her and waited for the dispatch.

At this time, the people who fought with Fujun were basically almost dead, and even if there were two or three people who didn't die, they were all seriously injured.

Nan Qiao could see that although Fujun was not injured on the surface, his face was getting more and more ugly, and he used his martial arts to significantly accelerate the poison.

Can't let Fujun fight any longer, Nan Qiao glanced at the man in black beside him, shaking the soul bell on his wrist,

"Go!"

In the next second, the man in black took an arrow step, directly dragging the knife and frantically rushing towards his injured accomplice.

Watching them kill each other, Nan Qiao ordered Ji Wuyu, "Fujun, come back!" ”

But on the contrary, this order seemed to be useless, Ji Wuyu ignored it at all, he was like a beast with red eyes, and rushed forward again.

Nan Qiao has a headache, is there something wrong with her hypnosis?

Why didn't Fujun ignore her?

A thought popped into his mind that Fujun was not his real name, so after she hypnotized him, he couldn't react to the fake name.

Now is not the time to dwell on this, thinking of his series of reactions in the temple, Nan Qiao is also relieved, presumably Fujun also has his difficulties, so he used a fake name.

Not knowing his real name, a few meters away, he didn't respond, she could only go up and order him to leave in front of him.

Nan Qiao forcibly urged the internal force to light the gong, crossed over Ji Wuyu, and landed on a branch, this position was directly opposite Ji Wuyu, let him see her, he would not ignore his orders.

"Stop fighting, let's get out of here first!"

Sure enough, Ji Wuyu withdrew his hand, flew towards her, and flew down the branch directly around her waist, and was about to leave with her, but was stopped by Nan Qiao in time,

"Stop!" She didn't say let him hug it, every time she came to this trick, she kept staring at his face, it was unacceptable!

"That, carry me!" Nan Qiao blushed inexplicably.

"Okay." He would only obey all the requests she made.

Seeing him squatting down, Nan Qiao was really embarrassed, but it was better than hugging, so she had to lie on his back.

As soon as his body was light, he easily carried her on his back, and for some reason, she always had a strange feeling at this moment.

He hadn't walked a few steps with her on his back when the sound of messy horses' hooves came from all directions, and it seemed that there were not eight hundred but a thousand people, and the movement was too great.

Not knowing whether it was friend or foe, she whispered in his ear, "Hide in the grass on the right first." ”

"Okay." As soon as he swayed, he listened to hers and hid behind the hidden grass.

Nan Qiao glanced at the man in black who had just finished killing his companion over there, the bell on his wrist flicked, and his lips gently spit out a word on the soul bell, "Pour!" Then the man in black collapsed as if he had suddenly lost his life.

The man in black was not dead, but Nan Qiao wanted him to lie on the ground temporarily and pretend to be dizzy.

When she withdrew her eyes and looked at Fujun who fell to the ground on the side, she was startled, and then looked at the bruised face, Nan Qiao thought, he must have been poisoned too deeply, she shook his shoulder,

"Brother Fu, wake up!"

He didn't wake up, he was still lying on the ground motionless, which frightened Nan Qiao, and his fingertips hurriedly probed under his snort,

"You must not die, or I will not be able to repay the debt I owe you."

When she found that there was still gas, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But just as she was relieved, he closed his eyes and suddenly replied, "Not dead." ”

Nan Qiao was shocked again, remembering that when she said the word 'down' just now, he might have heard it, so he 'fainted', she later called him to help his brother, not his name, and he couldn't see her, so he would think that he was not calling him!

This misunderstanding... Nan Qiao smiled in his ear angrily, "Get up if you don't die!" ”

He sat up at once, opened his beautiful phoenix eyes and stared at her.