In the air, orange-red medicinal powder sprinkled every inch of space. It wasn't that Ye Feng was careless, but he didn't expect that Duanmu Qinglian, who had always been gentle, would suddenly throw poison at him.

As the medicinal powder was inhaled into his nasal cavity, Ye Feng felt that his vitality suddenly stagnated. Even if his body was a five-element spirit body, and he still had the Taiyi Shenmu energy in his body, at this moment, he was still in Duanmu Qinglian's targeted configuration of poison, and he was inevitably hit.

Ye Feng's body struggled for a moment, trying to stand up forcibly, but before his waist could straighten, his body fell on the chair again.

"Qinglian, you ......" Ye Feng's face became particularly ugly, and his eyes instantly turned red.

Seeing that Ye Feng was angry, Duanmu Qing smiled bitterly. She stood up, gently pressed Ye Feng's shoulder, and said, "Brother Ye, don't blame me, in fact, I did this because of the consultation with other people. ”

"Yin Shang Kingdom and even the Southeast Alliance, there can be no one, but you can't do without you. It's fine for any of us to die, but we can't just watch you die. Duanmu Qing said with pity.

Sensing that Ye Feng's body was still struggling violently, she sighed and continued, "Brother Ye, don't do useless struggles. This poison is personally prepared by me for your special physique. The effect of the medicine can last just three days, you can rest assured, you have a good rest for three days, and when the appointment of Futu Mountain passes, your vitality will definitely recover as before, and at that time you are still an awesome fourth-level Sword Sect powerhouse. ”

After that, Duanmu Qinglian waved his hand at He Huan and Jiang Ziwei who were sitting on the chair, and motioned for the two to follow her out of the hall.

The medicinal powder filled the entire room, but He Huan and Jiang Ziwei, who also inhaled the medicinal powder, were not poisoned, which immediately made Ye Feng understand that everything was actually designed in advance by Duanmu Qinglian and the others.

Ye Feng never thought that even He Huan, a ruthless and unsmiling guy, would join forces with Duanmu Qinglian and others at such a critical moment and poison him.

"He Huan, Ziwei, even you betrayed me?" Ye Feng said with some resentment.

In the face of Ye Feng's questioning, He Huan's face, which almost never showed any expression, showed a trace of guilt.

He came to Ye Feng, suddenly bent over and bowed ninety degrees, and said, "I don't want you to die, if you want to die, I'll go." ”

Under Ye Feng's gaze, Jiang Ziwei's face was even more ugly. How could he not know that with Ye Feng's ingenuity, he had already guessed that this poisoning incident was the one he had made the connection with in the past few days, and secretly informed He Huan.

Looking at Ye Feng's eyes that seemed to be beating and burning, Jiang Ziwei also bowed deeply.

He has always liked to talk a lot, but for the first time, he didn't talk much, but turned around and resolutely walked out of the room.

Outside the door of the room, Jiang Ziwei exhaled deep turbidity, and then said to himself: "Boss Ye, if you want to die, how can we watch." Don't worry, I will be the one who will do the wicked, and I will die if you want to die. As long as you live well, it doesn't matter how much you hate me. ”

After saying this, Jiang Ziwei arched his hand at He Huan and Duanmu Qinglian and said, "Boss He, Sister Qingpian." The day after tomorrow is the day of the Great War, and before that, I have to go to see Yujie. Be of good cheer, tomorrow when it gets dark, I will be here, and then we will be in the same place, and we will never be separated. ”

The meaning of never being separated by Jiang Ziwei is actually that a group of people will die in one place. Hearing Jiang Ziwei say this, Duanmu Qinglian smiled, nodded, and said, "Brother Jiang, appease your sister-in-law." Rest assured, even if we are not here in the future, the Doctors Association will definitely take care of everything for my sister-in-law. ”

Jiang Ziwei smiled slightly, and reached out to pinch Duanmu Qinglian's cheek with pity. His hand was halfway, and after seeing He Huan's gaze on him, he waved his palm and retracted his hand.

"Okay, I'll leave now. Sister Qing, Boss He, take care. Remember, you must take good care of Boss Ye, and don't let him slip away. Jiang Ziwei said uneasily.

Seeing Duanmu Qinglian nodding, he flew up and dived straight into the void for hundreds of meters, flying into the distance.

After Jiang Ziwei left, in the huge courtyard, only Duanmu Qinglian and He Huan were left. The outside environment is eerily quiet, as if one can hear one's own heartbeat.

Sensing that he was standing beside He Huan, his heart was beating faster, and his heart was shaking violently, Duanmu Qinglian's face couldn't help but flush for a while.

"Brother He, you go and rest first. You can rest assured, here, absolutely no one can hurt Brother Ye. Duanmu Qinglian said softly.

He Huan shook his head and stood up at the door. He didn't talk to Duanmu Qinglian anymore, but as if he was in a state of flux, his eyes sank, and his body exuded a murderous aura.

Looking at He Huan, who was bent on protecting Ye Feng's safety, Duanmu Qing sighed faintly. She didn't know why she liked He Huan, a guy who was as cold as ice, but she knew in her heart that falling in love with someone she shouldn't love was destined to sink into a sea of misery.

"No matter how bitter it is, when it comes to the day after tomorrow, everything will be over, isn't it?" Thinking of the battle of Futu Mountain the day after tomorrow, Duanmu Qinglian smiled bitterly. Although she didn't express her stance like He Huan and Jiang Ziwei, in fact, she was like the two of them, and she had already sprouted a will for life and death in her heart.

Time passed quietly, from daylight to evening.

When the afterglow of the setting sun reflected the northwest heaven and earth, Luo Hu brought a group of the most elite Sword Sect powerhouses of the Soul Casting Association to this stronghold.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Duanmu Qinglian stepped forward. Seeing Duanmu Qinglian appear alone, Luo Hu, who had long known about the poisoning plan, immediately guessed that Duanmu Qinglian had succeeded and restrained Ye Feng.

"Are you going to see Brother Ye?" Duanmu Qinglian asked softly.

Luo Hu hesitated, nodded, and said, "Take a look, after all, this may be the last meeting." Still, I was secretly looking and didn't enter the room. ”

Under the guidance of Duanmu Qinglian, Luo Hu came to the front of Ye Feng's residence.

When he arrived at the door of the residence, Luo Hu saw at a glance He Huan, who was like a door god, and his body had never moved in the slightest.

Seeing Luo Hu looking at He Huan, Duanmu Qing said quietly: "Since he won in the morning, Brother He has been staying here. No matter who tried to persuade them, it was all ineffective, and everyone had to let Brother He stay here all the time. ”

"Alas......" Luo Hu sighed, but didn't say much.

Walking through the porch and coming to the window of the room, Luo Hu gently pushed the window open a gap.

When it was getting dark, someone had already lit a bright candle in the room. And Ye Feng, who had lost the ability to move, had already been carried to the bed.

Through the gap in the window lattice, seeing Ye Feng lying on the bed, still with his eyes open, Luo Hu's eyes were full of excitement.

"Brother, I'm sorry. We don't want to see you die, so we made this decision, and we hope you can forgive us eventually. Luo Hu said softly.

Standing in front of the window and staring at Ye Feng had tea time, he quietly closed the window tightly, turned around and walked back to the living room in the front yard.

In the room, Ye Feng maintained a stiff lying posture, staring blankly at the ceiling above.

When it comes to hate, he has nothing in his heart. How could he not know that Duanmu Qinglian, Luo Hu and the others did this, in fact, they didn't want to watch him die. It's just that he can watch Luo Hu and the others go to their deaths? Although he didn't know the plan agreed upon by Luo Hu and the others, Ye Feng could guess that since Luo Hu and the others decided to do this, they must also have no hope of survival.

On this day, Ye Feng didn't shout, didn't curse, and didn't even make a sound. He had long known that Duanmu Qinglian and the others had made up their minds, and he knew very well that everyone would never unravel the poison for him because of his swearing and anger.

knew that shouting was useless, but Ye Feng did not give up hope of detoxification. Lying on the bed, he used his consciousness to communicate the vitality of the dantian all day long, but in the end, he was desperate to find that the cotton poison specially prepared for him by Duanmu Qinglian was not like poison in nature, but more like a barrier to imprison the vitality.

At this moment, in his dantian, the rejuvenation furnace and the dantian qi sea were all shrouded in layers of thick clouds like clouds. It was the orange qi cloud that blocked all his vitality, making it impossible for him to mobilize the slightest bit of strength.

Although all attempts were unsuccessful, Ye Feng was still persevering and trying to communicate with each other. Again and again he attacked the barrier on the dantian, and again and again ushered in failure, and in the end, even if he was stoic and indomitable by nature, he couldn't help but feel frustrated.

"Persevere, never give up. Ye Feng said to himself.

However, no matter how persistent he was, when he spent the whole night, he still couldn't loosen the dantian barrier in the slightest, he could no longer be calm, and couldn't help but roar loudly in the room.

Ye Feng called He Huan's name loudly, but He Huan was still like a stone carving, standing in front of the door with his head held high, without any reaction.

Finding that calling He Huan failed, Ye Feng began to call Luo Hu's name again, but what responded to him was the sound of restless and noisy footsteps in the courtyard.

The day before the battle of Futu Mountain, Luo Hu, Duanmu Qinglian and others had already begun to dispatch people to Futu Mountain.

At this time, this mansion, which has become the temporary headquarters of the two associations, is constantly sending orders to the outside world one after another, assigning thousands of sword cultivators to move closer to Futu Mountain.

For a whole morning, Luo Hu and Duanmu Qinglian gave hundreds of orders.

After issuing all the orders, Luo Hu and Duanmu Qinglian came to the room where Ye Feng lived.

Listening to Ye Feng's screams in the room, Luo Hu's face showed a hint of pain.

He, Duanmu Qinglian, Ghost-Eyed Mother-in-law and others did not enter the room, but stood outside the window and stared at Ye Feng for a long time, and then left one after another.

"Let's go, the destination is Futu Mountain!" In front of the house, Luo Hu and Duanmu Qinglian shouted in unison.

The words fell, and the two of them left Hui'an City with a mighty team of more than 400 sword cultivators.