Chapter Fifty-Five: The Dragon is Young and the True Dragon
Long Shao's body was difficult to move, his strength was almost consumed at one time, and the rest could only barely escape for a while, with Xiao He in front, of course he would not waste time and be stunned, but the appearance of the thin man made him unable to calm down.
Onmyoji, this is another rumored profession of the Japanese people, almost no other continents except Dongying, but just like the people of Dongying will come to Shenzhou, the people of Shenzhou also go to Dongying, they have seen these frightening guys in Dongying, there are too few people who have the talent of Onmyoji in Dongying, and their information about this kind of person is really pitiful, and the only one who only knows that Onmyoji seems to be able to communicate with Dongying's gods.
The madness in Xiao He's eyes didn't mean to subside in the slightest, but his body seemed to be a little shaky and trembling, not that there was any intention of retreating in his heart, it was just something in the hands of the ninjas, they still fed poison on the knives, if it weren't for Xiao He's cultivation being tough enough, it wouldn't just be shaking and trembling.
There was no inspiring roar, let alone an impassioned reading, the Onmyoji just appeared in front of them, and the bodies of these almost fanatical widows also exuded the same crazy factor, and even had a tendency to be on par with Xiao He, in the face of challenges, Xiao He could not choose to retreat, even if there were seven or eight opponents, even if he was now highly poisoned, he would never choose to retreat!
"Kill!"
An imperceptible figure had broken into this dilapidated place, but the place he had broken into was really sensitive, otherwise he would never have attracted the attention of the widows so easily.
"Why did you come here, you ......" Seeing that Zhao Yong's right arm hung down weakly, but there was no fear between his eyebrows, and he came to this place without hesitation, maybe his choice was right, this person is very suitable for his team.
Zhao Yong ignored Long Shao's puzzlement and relief, his left hand reached into his arms, but after seeing Long Shao's appearance, his body was stiff, his guess was not wrong, whether it was Long Shao or Xiao He, they were already highly poisonous, but the poison in Long Shao's body was obviously not the poison he had been exposed to before, the time was limited, and there was only one antidote left in his arms, and now there was no need to dwell on it.
"Long Shao, find a way to give this antidote to Xiao He, and I will help you detoxify. He didn't give everyone time to react at all, from Xiao He turned around to rescue, when the dog spirit didn't continue to defend and prepare to respond, they had no other choice but to rush and kill desperately, only one side of them and the widows here could survive.
The poison in Long Shaosuo's mouth did not come from his mouth, but only one of the large and small scars on his body was new, and the small wounds were already glowing dark green around them.
Zhao Yong's brows were furrowed, his research on poison was only two or three months, and he could see some poisons, but he couldn't tell what kind of poison Long Shao was, and he could clearly feel that it should be a suppressed poison similar to Maple Leaf Red, but when he really checked it, there was still a general sense of poison.
"It's a combination of multiple poisons, and if you absorb it, you might even put your own life into it, so you should think about it. Poison Shaoyin's voice appeared out of place, and he didn't seem to care at all whether Zhao Yong would save these people.
"Don't interfere, okay, you say that, I'm a little reluctant to do this, you can't say that I really won't detoxify Long Shao, but if I don't do this, we'll die, right?"
"What do you think? Does that so-called Long Shao really have such an ability? And do you really have only such a choice? Leaving is not a difficult choice, as long as you choose a good time to escape from the waterway or the bushes, you just don't want to, don't deceive your heart, you may like this team, don't you?"
Poison Shao's words ruthlessly revealed all of Zhao Yong's thoughts, but there was no follow-up, he understood Zhao Yong's thoughts, everything in this team had attracted him, and he was willing to fight with this team.
The poison slowly flowed into his body from Long Shao's wound with Zhao Yong's fingers as an intermediary, Long Shao's body gradually regained consciousness a little, and he clearly saw everything Zhao Yong did, which was obviously the drainage of poison, which introduced the poison from his body into his own body. Shock, surprise, and mixed emotions appeared in his consciousness, this was just a newcomer who joined them a few days ago, if this was Xiao and any of them doing it, he would not have felt like this, but this was a newcomer.
"You...... Stop, my life is not more precious than others, if you continue to do so, you may really kill yourself!" Long Shao spit out such a sentence with difficulty, he has been working hard, but his body is very uncompromising, those two widows seem to have put all their poison in one place, and the poison on his body is too much to solve.
"If I drain most of your toxins, you can suppress the rest for the time being. Zhao Yong did not answer his question directly, but asked such a question without pause.
It was not the first time that the surprised expression had appeared in Long Shao's eyes, this newcomer had already made him feel too many such emotions, he understood what this newcomer wanted to do, but his body couldn't stop it, so he could only accept it silently and nod slowly.
"Don't worry, I haven't lived long enough, I won't joke with my surname, my body is a little special, I will stop my movements before the real poisonous surname attacks, so the rest of the matter has to be left to you to solve. ”
Xiao and crazy are still the same, these guys who are generally the first realm than him are obviously not his opponents, but these people are not parallel goods, and even blocked most of his attacks, and he is not the only one who is crazy.
The onmyoji's thin palms and dry face were stunned to squeeze out a smile, but it was much more ugly than crying, the onmyoji's body suddenly exuded a different aura, and the two people standing in front of him seemed to feel the difference between the onmyoji, no longer watching from the wall, frantically entering the rush, and fighting with Xiao He.
Fighting and blood will make his lethality far greater than that of monks of the same level, but this also causes the toxin to spread rapidly in his body, his consciousness seems to be a little blurred, knife slashing is already a common thing, fortunately, these poisons are the same toxin, but slightly accelerated the spread of the same toxin in his body again.
What will be the reason for the different actions of the Onmyoji? Of course it won't be Zhao Yong's actions, what can such a small person do in his eyes, he has never been paid attention to since he entered here, and of course Zhao Yong is happy to do so.
"We've got to hurry!" Of course, the Onmyoji became because he felt that his people were all wiped out, and five hundred against four was completely wiped out, which made the thin Onmyoji's face show a look of madness, and it also aroused the thoughts of the two people in front of him.
Four against five hundred, they can successfully rush and kill under such a big disadvantage, there are countless coincidences, the battle between cultivators and ordinary people is completely reversed by them, ordinary people only know how to fight hard, while cultivators use terrain, stratagem and countless other means to contain ordinary people, four teams of five hundred completely destroy each other without the slightest damage, this is not a coincidence, but an inevitable situation in various situations, although their qi is also exhausted.
Zhao Yong finally sat on the ground weakly, the violent ups and downs on his chest showed that he was not easy, the black line emitted by Zi's left arm hit his chest again, and the absorption of the toxin that he stopped alive also caused the dissatisfaction of the Ten Thousand Emperors Rotten Heart Poison in his body, he got out of here first, here his role has been almost used, and it is just a burden to stay.
Long Shaofei stood up, shook away the person who was attacking Xiao He's side with one palm, and stuffed the antidote pill that Zhao Yong gave him into Xiao He's mouth.
"Rest well, and I'll leave it to me. ”
Although Xiao He was a little unwilling, his body gave him a serious warning, and he really couldn't stand up so easily.
The wolf-like roar sounded again, and Zhao Yong, who was close up, finally saw the owner of the roar, a creature covered in scales that was nearly ten feet long, and its four short claws grabbed the four ninjas powerfully.
"Poisonous? I don't have that chance this time!"