At the same time, in the depths of the courtyard, Wen Susu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, walking back and forth with Xiao Xiruo.

Seeing that she was about to turn her head and persuade herself to leave, Xiao Xiruo almost immediately raised her hand and made a gesture to silence her.

Wen Susu was also obedient, so he turned his head in annoyance, and looked at the surrounding situation anxiously.

Different from the bustle outside, there are only two people on the poolside of the inner courtyard at this moment, Wen Susu and Xiao Xiruo. Because here is a poisonous miasma that Wen Susu has prepared for a long time, which can make the intruder's internal strength stagnate.

Because this miasma is quite poisonous, Wen Susu does not have many antidotes made by herself, so only the two of them are left here.

However, just listening to the shouts and killings around her, Wen Susu could sense that the situation was not good.

But it's dangerous to stay here, isn't it dangerous to go out?

In fact, Wen Susu didn't know.

Because of their mother's physique, it is indeed not suitable for escaping, at least with her gentle and gentle light skills of seeking pleasure rather than stability, she has no confidence that she can not hurt their mother's vitality.

However, compared with Wen Susu's difficulty in sitting and standing, Xiao Xiruo still sat like a big Buddha, and there was no worry or fear at all.

At one point, Wen Susu even felt that she was the only one in crisis......

Because the most dangerous lady can still say two words of life philosophy from time to time, and comfort her a few words in turn.

However, this harmony did not last long, and the first round of battle reports about Chu Jiaojiao came back.

Did the Zimu Gu controller fail?

Xiao Xiruo: "It's okay, it's not a big problem." ”

All Gu worms have been contained by medicine?

Xiao Xiruo: "Don't worry, we can win." ”

The Gu worms completely withdrew from the battlefield, and Chu Jiaojiao could only fight hand-to-hand with a group of secret agents in order to drag down more invaders.

Hearing this, Wen Susu felt that their mother should be in a hurry now, right?

After all, their strongest combat power, Chu Jiaojiao has already been eaten to death.

What is this?

People have obviously studied it.

Then she listened to their mothers:

"It's amazing, even Jiaojiao has dragged them down!"

Wen Susu: "? ”

What else could she say? She could only remain silent.

However, soon, the battle report that Bai Zhi was injured and asked them to leave the other courtyard immediately.

It's just that this time, Wen Susu didn't have time to listen to her mother's amazing words.

Because her keen sense told her that the enemy had come.

Just as she had guessed, several black shadows soon converged beyond the miasma, and standing at the forefront of the group of black-clothed people was a mysterious man dressed in a black robe, shrouding his whole body under the robe.

According to the intelligence, he should be the Beiyi master who attacked Bai Zhi and seriously injured Bai Zhi.

"I have heard that the concubine of the Xiao family is arrogant and arrogant, and I really admire it when I see it today."

The black-robed man stepped forward, obviously with a smile, but he insisted on saying a trace of indescribable ridicule.

He was mocking Xiao Xiruo in front of him who thought very highly of himself, and he really played the trapping beast in this courtyard, and he refused to take a single step.

How?

Does she believe that this group of subordinates can protect her and prevent her from making a difference?

To be honest, the black-robed man at this moment felt that the other party looked down on him a little.

Originally, he thought that the other party would play a golden cicada with him, or was this information fake from the beginning?

After all, the moment before he saw Xiao Xiruo with his own eyes, even he was not sure in his heart.

Fortunately, through the poisonous miasma and the pond water, he finally caught a glimpse of the girl who was exactly the same as the one on the picture scroll, and completely matched the characteristics, and was protected by Wen Susu behind him.

That's right, he knew Wen Susu, because they had met in Beiyi more than once, and they knew each other's demeanor well enough.

Wen Susu was nervous, or rather, she was very nervous......

"Cha Gan, why are you in Dayan!"

Sure enough, at the same time that he recognized Wen Susu, Wen Susu also recognized him.

Chagan, an owl that crisscrosses Beiyi and has a lot of connections in Beiyi.

The other party's age is at least one round older than Wen Susu, so among the owls of this generation, it can be regarded as an old qualification.

But unlike her Wen Susu and the owl clan who returned to Beiyi, Chagan originally had no faction.

At least a year ago, when she and the man went deep into the plains of Lake Lausanne in search of some herbs unique to Beiyi, Chagan was a lone traveler and a target they could woo.

However, in just one year, this person has betrayed his long-cherished wish of stabbing and drinking, and has become Sang Qing's minion.

Wen Susu didn't understand, so when Cha Gan took off her mask and told her with a smile that she hadn't seen her for a long time, she only asked:

"When is it?"

Her question obviously stunned Cha Gan, so much so that the scarred face under the other party's mask twitched at this moment.

"I thought you would ask me why."

Slowly pulling out the saber at his waist, Chagan raised his hand and retreated from the people around him, signaling them not to approach the miasma in front of him.

You must know that the more than 20 people he brought this time are all elites, and if there is no one, there will be no one, after all, it is not easy to send them from Beiyi.

Ignoring Cha Gan's ridicule, Wen Susu said coldly again:

"I'm asking you, when did this happen?"

"Is this important?"

With a knife in his hand, Cha Gan walked into the miasma step by step, and finally at the moment when he crossed the pond, he said helplessly and indifferently:

"Probably before you last saw me, how's it going, surprise?"

said that it was too late, and that knife had already slashed straight at Wen Susu, like a thunderbolt.

Wen Susu doesn't use a sword or a knife, her weapon is a pair of specially made silver gloves that can easily resist the blade and blade.

This is the first time Xiao Xiruo has seen Wen Susu fight, because the other party is crazy, but basically he won't do it.

After all, the poison fairy has always killed people before his hand comes out, and the poison has already killed others.

However, in the face of the poisonous powder thrown by Wen Susu, as well as the poisonous miasma with a strong dark fragrance around him, Na Chagan was like an iron wall, and there was no decline in the slightest.

On the contrary, the long knife in his hand has a tendency to become more and more courageous and skillfully force Wen Susu back.

However, Wen Susu soon stopped poisoning, but reached out and quickly clamped down on Chagan's knife, so that he could not enter a single inch.

Obviously, Chagan knew Wen Susu well enough, and Wen Susu also knew him.

If this continues, it will be difficult for them to distinguish the winner from the loser.

However, just when the elites outside the miasma were about to move, and wanted to come in to help regardless of the danger, Cha Gan suddenly retracted his knife and retreated, spilling a handful of powder while Wen Susu stepped forward, making Wen Susu unable to guard against it.

It stands to reason that Wen Susu, who is a poison immortal, is the least afraid of these.

However, in the next second, she found that her whole body was weak, and her whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and she was pushed back several meters by the handle of the knife.

"Wen Susu, don't you understand? The miasma that we were with last year was specially prepared for you. I just didn't expect to use it today to save time......"

Cha Gan smiled hideously, his eyes finally fell not far away, and his face was surprised, and it seemed that Xiao Xiruo finally had the intention of retreating.