When he was about to take down Murong Xi, his lightning-fast footsteps could no longer make a little inward, even standing there, his body shook a little, this arrow was very weird, he couldn't see where the arrow was when it was first shot, and it would only appear after a few seconds of shooting, taking advantage of the dark night, he didn't have time to dodge.

Under this feeling, Xiahou Yan knew what was wrong with his body, the pocket arrow in his chest was poisoned, and it was a very domineering poison.

Not to mention killing Murong Xi at this moment, even walking by himself became extremely difficult, his legs were weak, he plunged the arrow into the ground in front of him and supported it for a moment, and finally knelt on one knee without strength or even dizziness.

As soon as the people in the night camp saw that something had happened to the Nine Kings, they immediately got out of the battle and formed a small encirclement to protect Xiahou Yan behind them.

Xiahou Yan weakly ordered, "You guys quickly retreat, this king has been poisoned and can't leave!" ”

None of the night camp soldiers in front of him flinched, and they all said loudly in unison, "I vow to live and die with His Highness!" ”

One of them took the lead in shouting, "Brothers of the night camp, tonight, whoever dares to touch His Highness will step over my corpse!" ”

The few hundred or so people around shouted one after another, "Whoever dares to touch His Highness, step over our corpse and swear to protect His Highness!" ”

Although there were few people, his voice was like a rainbow, Murong Xi was quickly helped down by Liang Jun, and Sima Tai smiled sinisterly, "Don't measure yourself!" Tonight, the camp of the Liang army is your burial place! None of you can run! ”

Murong Xi wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes returned to coldness, "It's worthy of being the Nine Kings of Daxun, it's just a pity..."

In his tone, there was a hint of admiration, and a hint of coldness and coolness.

In this war-torn era, if it weren't for their different positions, they might be able to simply learn martial arts, but this is a battlefield, if it wasn't for Sima Tai's arrow just now, then he would be the one who died now!

Therefore, Murong Xi did not blame Sima Tai for putting cold arrows, as long as Xiahou Yan died, then Princess Xiyue would not refuse to give marriage, and it would not be so difficult for him to win the Great Monarchy!

Sima Tai asked with concern beside Murong Xi, "My lord, are you okay?" ”

Murong Xi shook his head slightly, "I'm fine." ”

Sima Tai narrowed a pair of small eyes and said fiercely, "My lord, why don't you take this opportunity to kill Xiahou Yan and his people, you don't have to leave your mouth alive, as long as you hang Xiahou Yan's head high on the city tower, and the lower officials look at Daxun, who else is not afraid of death and dares to resist my Daliang?" ”

Murong Xi didn't speak, and after thinking about it, "Just do as you say!" ”

Sima Tai pulled out a sinister smile, it turned out that the one he met in the inn that day was the Nine Kings, at that time he saw that this person was extraordinary, he must have done something, but he didn't expect that he would die in his hands in the end?

With a wave of his hand, the archers behind him aimed at everyone in the night camp, and pulled the bowstring to the full, just waiting for Sima Tai to give an order, and he could pierce these people through the heart with ten thousand arrows.

"Hahaha... Nine Kings, do you have any last words? ”

Before he shot Xiahou Yan and the others, he still had to ask about this matter from the perspective of a victor.

Xiahou Yan didn't know when he was helped up by the two masters of the night camp, one left and one right, he squinted and gritted his teeth and stared at Sima Tai,

"Despicable, I knew that you were Sima Tai that day, and this king should have killed you!"

"Haha, it's a pity you don't have this chance! Nine Kings, if you were born in my Liang, it would definitely not be this fate. ”

Xiahou Yan snorted coldly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, "Despicable villain, even if this king is a ghost, he won't let you sinister villains go!" ”

"Since the Nine Kings don't have any last words..."Sima Tai dragged out his words, and he suddenly said with interest, "No, how can the Nine Kings not have last words?" Xia Guan still remembers that the woman who played us in Bianjing at the beginning, Xiahou Luoling! ”

When Xia Houyan heard this name, his brows furrowed, the inexplicable blood in his heart boiled, the poison on his body accelerated, and a fishy sweetness in his throat was surging up at the moment, forcing him to spit out a mouthful of some black blood.

Murong Xi turned his back, Sima Tai's words also reminded him of the amazing beauty of the woman, the woman who wanted to kill him but made him unforgettable at first sight, Xiahou Luoling was not only beautiful, but also that she was a little more cunning than ordinary women, and every time, the kind of light in this woman's eyes when she succeeded in her plan was the most beautiful scene he had ever seen.

Sima Tai's words interrupted Murong Xi's aftertaste, "Nine Kings, look at you, why did you vomit blood when you talked about Xiahou Luoling?" However, Xia Guan can tell the Nine Kings that in the future, if Xiahou Luoling is captured on the day of the Great Order, Xia Guan will definitely treat her well for the Nine Kings and marry her to find the lowest slave of the Liang Kingdom! You will live up to such a stunning beauty! ”

"Despicable, Sima Tai, do you dare to do this, you try? This king warns you not to touch the Lorry! He clenched the sword in his hand again, but he couldn't get any luck in his body at all, so he could only stare at Sima Tai fiercely.

When Sima Tai was about to say something, Murong Xi felt a little displeased.

"Enough!"

Sima Tai could only keep his mouth shut, looking at Xiahou Yan's almost crazy eyes, he laughed proudly again.

Murong Xi turned around and said coldly, "Release the arrow!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the arrows that were shot fell densely into the sky above the small encirclement, and the people of the night camp tried their best to block the arrows with the weapons in their hands, and everyone almost knocked away all the arrows that fell from the sky with their weapons.

I have to say that the kung fu of the people in the night camp is really good, and after taking turns to shoot arrows, the casualties are only a few people, and they can't move a single hair of Xiahou Yan at all.

Sima Tai's face was a little ugly, couldn't it be that the people in the night camp were not human? How can there be so many arrows that can't be shot?

Murong Xi's eyes were also a little admired, if he also had such a good master in his hands, why worry about the big thing?

Sima Tai decided not to use an ordinary bow and arrow, but said to Murong Xi, "My lord, why don't you use the Phnom Penh that the second son developed just now?" Xia Guan just tried it, and the effect is still good! ”

"You can give it a try!" Murong Xi agreed.

Sima Tai happily ordered, "Come on, all of them will be replaced with gold-edged crossbows!" ”

Just when the order was given, Sima Tai was kicked the door of the head, and he was kicked to the ground defenselessly, and Sima Tai's whole head was buzzing at this time, and the pain was terrible!

When he opened his eyes, a person in the night drew out a black sword, and he was about to kill him.

But he was caught by another sword, so he didn't kill Sima Tai, and the person who stopped it was Murong Xi, his eyes intertwined with the newly arrived Nighthawk, and the sword in his hand also waved with the sword light and sword shadow,

Nighthawk was not in love with war, and in the middle of the battle with Murong Xi, he didn't forget to shout, "Take Your Highness and go first!" ”

The people in the night camp got the order and were about to leave with Xiahou Yan on their hands, Nighthawk seemed to have thought of something, he must not die at this time, otherwise how would he explain what Luo Ling had told him to Xiahou Yan?

Nighthawk's kung fu is on par with Murong Xi, he had an idea, and seeing that everyone in the night camp had evacuated for a distance, he inadvertently ripped off the bag on his waist and threw it in the direction of Murong Xi, Murong Xi thought it was a hidden weapon, and directly slashed at the bag with a sword!

As soon as the bag broke, a thick smoke suddenly appeared, Liang Jun thought it was poisonous gas, and before he had time to put on the gold-edged crossbow, he covered his lips and retreated away from the smoke.

When the smoke cleared, there was still the shadow of the nighthawk.

Murong Xi gritted his teeth and waved his sleeves, "Damn, I actually let Xiahou Yan run away!" ”

Sima Tai, who was covering his head, was kicked out of his head, and he said unwillingly with a twitching face, "I didn't expect that Xiahou Yan's subordinates are all masters of one in a hundred!" This time, it was the official's carelessness, and he should have used the Phnom Penh crossbow if he knew it earlier! ”

"A master of the night camp? Hmph, isn't there another one in our Murong Mansion? Murong Xi was also really angry.

Sima Tai Ninja was in pain, "The adult is talking about Feng Xia?" ”

"Women... Sometimes it's more lethal than men! There is only Feng Xia, a female killer in the entire night camp, which shows how much Xiahou Yan values Feng Xia? ”

Speaking of this, the corners of Murong Xi's mouth hooked up a sinister smile.

"Feng Xia used to be Xiahou Yan's person, and the second son did all this to protect her, I'm afraid we won't be able to do it at this time!" Sima Tai had a hint of concern.

"It's the second brother's business to protect her, Feng Xia hasn't remembered anything since she woke up, plus I saved her, you say, in a woman's heart, is it more than heaven?" Murong Xi raised his eyebrows.

Sima Tai gave a thumbs up, "My lord is really wonderful, if Feng Xia cares about adults, is she still worried about doing things for us?" ”

"Hehe... Xiahouyan, let's see! Murong Xi gritted his teeth and stared at the direction where Xiahou Yan had left just now for a long time.

The palace in Los Angeles was in chaos, and after Nighthawk rescued Xiahou Yan, he pulled Xue Rong, who was sleeping, out of bed.

"Imperial Doctor Xue, hurry up, the master has been poisoned, and he will die if it's too late!"

Nighthawk kept urging, Xue Rong hurriedly put on his shoes, and before he could put on his coat, Nighthawk twisted and dragged out.

"Alas... Night General, you tap! Xue Rong looked bitter.

The two rushed to Xiahou Yan's dormitory without panting, Xiahou Yan had already fainted, his face was pale, his lips were black, and he looked particularly scary!

Xue Rong frowned, looking at Xiahou Yan's face, he immediately withdrew his hand to take the pulse,

"It's not good, this poison is too domineering, now the poison has entered the heart, if there is no antidote, I'm afraid it will be in the next hour or two!"

Nighthawk and several generals guarding the inner hall were shocked, because there were too many people, and everyone else was waiting for news in the outer hall!

Nighthawk, in particular, looked incredulous and roared excitedly, "What did you say? The name of the Nine Kings I, how could he be so casual..."