"Who?" Aotian Xue seemed to sound something, and the boy who fell into his arms in his mind. The dagger pressed down. The witch's neck was easily slashed by a dagger, and black blood flowed out. The blood had an unpleasant smell and was clearly highly toxic.

"This joke is not funny," Ao Tianxue said lightly.

When the poisonous witch heard this, he didn't care about the wound on his neck, let the blade of the knife slide on his neck, and laughed: All Miao people know that poisonous witches can only poison, not detoxify, do you want me to give your sister a few more poisons? The one who just escaped is the Holy Son, but it's a pity that you missed it.

Ao Tianxue raised her left hand and quickly pointed towards the acupuncture point of the poisonous witch, and the cold qi of the Dao Dao entered the other party's body along the acupuncture point, the face of the poisonous witch changed greatly, and his expression turned purple with pain, and it seemed that he was tossed by the cold of Ao Tianxue.

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Blood Lotus has a top-level exercise, Cold Ice Decision, I didn't expect that someone would really practice it" Ao Tianxue was silent, the cold qi in his hand was confused, and he aimed at the chest of the poisonous witch, and the cold qi invaded the other party's body here, and went straight to the heart.

At this moment, the poison witch felt a large cold hand grasp his heart, as if his heart could be frozen at any moment.

"Antidote!" Aotian snow is in the second opening.

The poisonous witch sighed, shook his head and said with a wry smile: If you don't believe it, you can ask other Miao people, all witchcraft in the Miao people must go to the temple to be lifted, only the Holy Son can remove all witchcraft, and the witchcraft of the Great Witch must be lifted by the blood of the Holy Son.

Ao Tianxue looked at the poisonous witch, her expression turned cold, and her palm bent, driving the cold. Click... The witch's heart instantly solidified and shattered. The witch loses its life and becomes a corpse. Ao Tianxue withdrew the dagger in her hand and turned into a cold light and shot forward. The body of the witch emitted a black mist, turning into another person at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Poison corpse stand-in?" Ao Tianxue turned her head and frowned at the poisonous witch who had become another person, and said coldly.

The smoke evaporated, dissipated in a blink of an eye, and the sound of a poisonous witch was heard in the air. "Ao Tianxue, if you want to save Qinyue, you must take the Holy Son back to your Hongfang Academy, take essence and blood to detoxify, are you sure you want to be the enemy of the entire Miao people, and you want the people of Chongzhou to suffer from the war because of you? If you are not afraid, the old man admires you! ”

Ao Tianxue looked up at the sky and turned away.

Outside the city gate, Dahanji, the lord of the city, led hundreds of Miao soldiers to wait anxiously. Yesterday, the temple sent a special envoy to Qinda City to deliver a letter, and the Holy Son left the temple without permission and may go to Qintacheng. In the past few days, Dahanji has been sleeping and eating, and finally got the news that the Holy Son will arrive here today.

He led the officers and soldiers and his subordinates to greet them in person, from morning to noon, from noon to the present afternoon. Dahanji panicked in his heart, will the Holy Son come today, and the merchants and Miao people who passed around looked at it with curious eyes, so that everyone didn't understand that the city lord had already led his subordinates to stay here for a day. Today's kiss has become a teahouse topic, and I am afraid that the most talked about is the story of the city lord leading hundreds of soldiers to guard the city gate.

Originally, everyone thought that the city lord personally guarded the city for everyone's safety, which made many people instantly moved, and the image of the city lord of Dahanji instantly became taller.

The Holy Son, dressed in black ordinary Miao clothes, walked quickly through the bamboo forest, and ran only a mile before he got out of the bamboo forest and came to the official road. People come and go on the road, and they are all businessmen who shuttle and become relatives. There were also many caravans, guarded by guards.

The Holy Son rushed to the caravan and wanted to get into the car, but was pushed away by the guards, and snorted coldly: Where did you come from, boy, I don't want to live!

When the others heard this, they looked at the Holy Son, and most of them were Hu people, but there were also Miao people and Tianhong people. Looking at the young man who was pushed to the ground by the guards, he laughed, one of the Miao people looked at the young man a little familiar, and after looking at the Holy Son's costume, the milky white fabric was exposed inside, and he was shocked. Unsure of stepping forward, he opened the black clothes outside the Holy Son, hurriedly knelt down, and said excitedly in the Miao language: Holy Son.

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