Jiang Chengyuan and Gao Maoxue were blocked by the countless black shadow people released by the scholar, but Zhao Wanqing became more and more distracted, and even gradually fell behind the two of them.

While she was dancing softly with her sword, she looked at Jiang Chengyuan and Gao Maoxue, who could still defend well in countless black shadows, and already understood something in her heart.

This miasma is supposed to have a psychedelic effect, and the Shadow Man is just an illusion they see, including the sword used by the Shadow Man, and the feeling of catching the blade during the fight, which is just an illusion.

To say why......

Zhao Wanqing was already standing in place, and the swords of several black shadow people slashed their heads and covered their faces, but they only passed through Zhao Wanqing's body, causing no actual damage at all.

This kind of fantasy is difficult to find for masters who are strong in martial arts and are not approached within one meter, such as Jiang Chengyuan and Gao Maoxue, but for Zhao Wanqing's half-hung martial arts, who are accidentally approached, it is naturally easy to discover.

"Your Highness......"

When Zhao Wanqing spoke, her first reaction was to tell them what she knew, but then, she especially wanted to pretend to be a ......

It's a rare opportunity.

Zhao Wanqing's sword was held in her hand, and she turned around in her hand, and then with a little luck, she "killed" from a group of black shadow people, and when she passed by Jiang Chengyuan and Gao Maoxue, she said very poorly:

"Fake, still fighting?"

After that, Zhao Wanqing had already come to the eyes of the scholar, and the scholar retreated again and again, as if he did not know martial arts.

Zhao Wanqing hurriedly put away the sword, and somehow grabbed the ball on the scholar's head with her left hand, as if she had pulled out a radish, and controlled the scholar.

The scholar punched and kicked her: "You let go, you let go of me!" ”

Zhao Wanqing carried him farther away, and then she was puzzled: "You kid, I don't hurt you, why are you still beating people?" ”

He didn't listen, he still looked like a bear child: "Let go!" Go away! Let go! ”

Zhao Wanqing can be regarded as suppressing her strength once, turning a deaf ear to the scholar's words, and even carrying him around very easily for half a circle before saying, "Did you get this miasma?" ”

"What's the matter with you?" The scholar was annoyed, "You ugly woman! ”

Zhao Wanqing was stunned, the heart that had just been entangled but still chose to remove the appearance value suddenly shattered.

Just as Gao Maoxue came up to help at this time, Zhao Wanqing turned her head to look at him, and said very aggrievedly: "Deputy general...... He said I was ugly......"

Gao Maoxue looked at Zhao Wanqing as if he was embarrassed, and then he said comfortingly: "General, Tong Yan is unscrupulous." ”

Zhao Wanqing looked unhappy, and after pushing the scholar to Gao Maoxue to catch it, she wanted to put away the sword first, but because she couldn't find the scabbard, she looked left and right on the ground.

Then she remembered that she had left the scabbard out of the miasma.

"When did you find out this was an illusion?" Jiang Chengyuan walked up and asked.

Zhao Wanqing hurriedly put away her stupid look of looking for something with her head down, and put on a confident and smug expression, and almost crossed her hands on her hips again: "Hmph, how can this little trick fool me?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the scholar roared very unhappily: "Ugly woman, you are less proud!" You've fallen into my trap and want to leave, but it's not that simple! ”

As he spoke, he sprinkled a handful of black powder from his hand, only to see that the concentration of the miasma suddenly became invisible, Zhao Wanqing hurriedly covered her mouth and nose, and her head began to dizzy.

"Dian......" She subconsciously wanted to find Jiang Chengyuan, but after a pause, she felt that they were in a cold war, and she couldn't bow her head first, so she still called Gao Maoxue instead: "Deputy General, catch that scholar, don't let him run away." ”

Gao Maoxue's voice seemed to come from different directions at the same time: "General, this miasma is really powerful, we must leave quickly." ”

"Yes......" Zhao Wanqing also said, she was about to hear Gao Maoxue's voice clearly, and there was a hallucination like a marquee in front of her.

"General, this way!" Gao Maoxue said again.

But his voice was in Zhao Wanqing's ears, but it was really hard to tell the difference.

"Which way?"

Zhao Wanqing took two steps back in the black miasma, the hallucinations in front of her gradually became clearer, and the discomfort of inhaling the miasma was also relieved, and then she saw her master Xue Lin again as if she was there.

In front of her, Xue Lin was wearing the same white clothes on the streets of Linzi City that day, holding a folding fan in her hand, with an unadulterated smile on her face, her lips were closed, and she said gently: "As a teacher, I will take you to the street today." ”

Zhao Wanqing took two steps forward like a ghost, nodded and said yes.

As soon as the picture changed, Xue Lin suddenly stood on the edge of the cliff again, with a sword in his chest, a light smile on his face was still there, but there was an indescribable haggardness, he said: "Wanqing, I don't want to implicate you as a teacher......

Then Jiang Chengyuan appeared, he pointed his sword at Xue Lin, Xue Lin closed his eyes helplessly, and jumped off the cliff.

"Master......" Zhao Wanqing stretched out her hand, cautiously.

She didn't even react very much, but her voice was a little astringent when she spoke, and her outstretched hand trembled a little.

Suddenly, someone grabbed Zhao Wanqing's shoulder: "Why are you still here?" ”

Zhao Wanqing turned her head to Jiang Chengyuan's face, she didn't think about it, so she put the sword on Jiang Chengyuan's neck: "Why?" ”

Jiang Chengyuan frowned puzzled, and Zhao Wanqing said again: "Why don't you want to let go of my master?" ”

Jiang Chengyuan looked at her, glanced at the sword she unceremoniously put on his neck, and didn't dodge, just said calmly: "This miasma is hallucinating, you just saw your heart knot, wake up quickly." ”

Zhao Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and the sword in her hand shook unconsciously, leaving a thin blood mark on Jiang Chengyuan's neck.

But hallucinations are such things as feeling real when you fall into them, and once you wake up, you actually know that you just see an illusion.

So Zhao Wanqing hurriedly put the sword back, and said apologetically: "Your Highness, I'...... I didn't mean to......"

Jiang Chengyuan, who has never been hurt in the slightest, must be very angry one day when he was wiped on the neck by a "subordinate", right?

After Zhao Wanqing finished speaking, she didn't dare to look at him.

At this time, Jiang Chengyuan said: "The miasma has begun to disperse, can you go out by yourself?" ”

Zhao Wanqing found that the state of not seeing her five fingers in the miasma just now was much better, she could see the environment around her at least three meters clearly, otherwise she would not have seen Jiang Chengyuan's face clearly just now, and she would not have raised her sword to hold Jiang Chengyuan's neck when she was confused by the illusion.

Thinking about Zhao Wanqing, she regretted it a little, Jiang Chengyuan was King Yu after all, and his temperament was unpredictable, in case he got angry, he would punish himself for several crimes and be exiled directly......

But she's not wrong, no matter how you look at it, Xue Lin was still forced to jump off the cliff by Jiang Chengyuan, as Xue Lin's apprentice, what's wrong with her?

Just when Zhao Wanqing was thinking nonsense, Jiang Chengyuan had already gone farther.

When Zhao Wanqing began to shake his head to himself, he turned back a little angrily and helplessly: "If you want to die, just continue to stay in the miasma." ”

Zhao Wanqing was inexplicably "scolded" by him, and then followed his footsteps and said, "But the deputy general said that the poison of this miasma will not lead to death." ”

Jiang Chengyuan was silent for a second, as if he had adjusted from a state that he didn't want to explain, and then replied briefly: "That was before, didn't you see that the scholar released a more toxic miasma?" ”

"Huh?" Zhao Wanqing realized it later, and hurriedly dragged Jiang Chengyuan's arm and ran out: "Then we have to go out quickly, Your Highness." ”

trotted out of the range of miasma, and the moment she breathed in the fresh air, Zhao Wanqing suddenly felt dizzy, she let go of Jiang Chengyuan's arm, and Jiang Chengyuan also walked to the front one step ahead of her.

"General." Gao Maoxue still grabbed the little scholar and stood not far away and breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Wanqing nodded, and followed behind Jiang Chengyuan with heavy steps.

Suddenly, she stumbled under her feet, and the whole person threw herself on Jiang Chengyuan's back, pressing Jiang Chengyuan tightly on the ground.

"It's so dizzy...... Zhao Wanqing finally said it, she struggled to get up, but in fact, she pressed Jiang Chengyuan to the ground and "ravaged".

She, the person who pressed on it, moved her hands and feet together, wasn't it Jiang Chengyuan who was lying down to make a mat for her?

What's more, Zhao Wanqing is now a sturdy figure with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, which is no different from Mount Tai's top press.

I only heard Jiang Chengyuan suppress his anger and said word by word: "Zhao, Wan, Qing!" ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Wanqing raised her head as if she was out of condition, she didn't see Jiang Chengyuan, but she saw the palace guards and Mr. Bai and others who were guarding here, all of them, looking at herself with an expression of shock, disgust, helplessness and wanting to help.

"What? Haven't you ever seen someone wrestle? Zhao Wanqing asked, and stretched out her hand to pat down.

Gao Maoxue also looked at Zhao Wanqing with the same expression at this time, and said, "General...... You...... You pressed His Royal Highness King Yu! ”

Zhao Wanqing looked down at it, and then came a high note: "Ah! Your Highness, why are you here! Are you okay! ”

Jiang Chengyuan tried to keep his head gracefully turned his head from the ground and looked at Zhao Wanqing: "Don't roll down from under this king yet!" ”

"Yes......"

Zhao Wanqing hurriedly did so, and after retreating to the side, she cautiously looked at Jiang Chengyuan who stood up from the ground.

Jiang Chengyuan patted the ashes on his body, and all his anger was focused on his frowning brow: "Zhao Wanqing, are you trying to murder this king?" ”

Zhao Wanqing was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, and she also knew that she was in the wrong, so she hurriedly bowed her head and admitted her mistake and said: "Weichen doesn't dare, Weichen is guilty." ”

As she was talking, Zhao Wanqing saw two drops of nosebleed drip out of her nose and fall to the ground.

Zhao Wanqing didn't dare to speak up, she thought to herself, could it be that she just knocked Jiang Chengyuan down, and there was some so-called "lust and heart", and she had a nosebleed directly, right?