Han Xian squatted beside Xiang Ye, checking his wounds, and when he saw the blue light shining on the little sword, his face became very ugly, and he hurriedly said to a pair of little 'daughters' behind him: "Quick, bring Daddy's 'medicine' box."

After the little sword was pulled out, Xiang Ye's 'chest' was bleeding, Han Xian took out some brown 'colored' powder from the 'medicine' box and smeared it on the wound, only to see that the wound in front of Xiang Ye's 'chest' not only did not stop the blood, but splashed faster Other book friends are reading:. [`]

His face was solemn, and he waited for the blood to spurt out two small bowls, and then took out another white 'color' powder and applied it to the wound, and after the white 'color' powder was applied to the wound, the gushing blood was contained, and gradually coagulated in Xiang Ye's 'chest'.

Han Xian let out a long breath, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, turned his head and said to Jing Ao: "General Xiang's injury is not light, he can't hurry these days, I think you should go down to the house to recuperate for a few days, and it's not too late to go on the road when he is better." ”

"That's great!" Seeing Xiang Ye's blood flowing like a stream just now, Jing Ao, who had been beating in shock, looked at the sleeping Xiang Ye and nodded, "Then thank you Mr. Han!" ”

Han Xian's house is located on the halfway of a hill, the house is very simple, the rough wooden planks are spliced together to form four walls, and the roof is thatched on the wooden boards.

"It's a little shabby to give up, Mr. Stay relaxed for the time being, don't dislike the shabby!" After leading Jing Ao, who was carrying Xiang Ye on his back, into the house, Han Xian smiled at Jing Ao and pointed to a place with straw in the corner of the wall and said, "First of all, the two of you will settle down there, and I will go to collect grass 'medicine' for General Xiang in the next few days." ”

Jing Ao smiled and nodded at Han Xian, since Han Xian had treated Xiang Ye's wounds, he found that although Xiang Ye's face was still pale, his breathing was much smoother, and he thought that there should be no danger to his life.

At the same time as they came to Han Xian's residence, in Shaping Town, several white-clothed people quietly looked at the black-clothed people lying on the ground, and there were still drops of blood flowing on the swords of these white-clothed people, obviously these black-clothed people were all killed by them.

Xin Ling sat on a straw mat, and six or seven steps away from him sat a man in black, who was the leader of the Yanyun assassins who had previously led people to hunt down Xiang Ye and Jing Ao.

"Where did those two go?" Xin Ling lowered his head, playing with his fingers as if he was casually saying to the man in black: "Say it, I'll let you die a happy death." (text only)"

The man in black gritted his teeth with a pair of eyes full of resentment and said to Xin Ling: "You have killed so many of us, aren't you afraid that our Yanyun assassins will take revenge on you Wu Yue Sword Tomb?" ”

"Hahahaha!" Xin Ling raised his head and laughed, and said to the man in black: "You and I are our own masters, and we belong to the hostile forces of-for-tat, if we don't kill you, will it be possible to cooperate with you?" With your strength, even Xiang Ye, who has been hit hard, can't stop you, and cooperating with you will only insult the name of our Wu Yue Sword Shrine! ”

When Xin Ling said this, he said to the Sword Shrine Swordsman beside him with a playful smile on his face: "He doesn't seem to be interested in dying at all, you go and tell him how we will make him sad." ”

The swordsman nodded slightly, walked towards the man in black with a cold face, and walked in front of the man in black, he did not immediately make a move on the man in black, but stood there and slapped his slap twice at the door.

No sooner had his slap than another swordsman came in through the door, holding a tray of clay with a small bottle and several small wooden skewers side by side.

"What are you going to do?" When the man in black saw the swordsman coming in with a tray, he knew that something was wrong, and his eyes widened in horror and roared at Xin Ling: "Kill me, if you have the ability, you can kill me now!" ”

Xin Ling sighed, shook his head and said, "I really don't understand why you didn't tell us Xiang Ye's whereabouts, anyway, if we kill him, we will also kill, and if you kill him, why bother to find guilt yourself?" ”

After that, he waved his hand at the swordsman who had already picked up a wooden stick and squatted in front of the man in black and said, "Do it, he doesn't want to die comfortably, then let him feel some pain before he dies." ”

The swordsman nodded, grabbed one of the black's hands, and ran the stick towards the blackman's fingernails.

"I say, I say!" When the man in black saw this posture, he knew that if he didn't say anything more, the wooden stick would pierce his fingernails without stopping, and hurriedly cried: "They are going to the northeast, they should not be far away!" ”

"That's smart!" Xin Ling smiled slightly, stood up and walked to the 'door' without replying, and said lightly: "Kill him!" ”

The swordsman holding the wooden stick in his hand nodded, got up and stood up, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, as a puddle of blood rushed out, the man in black fell softly, and the room was suddenly filled with a smell of blood.

The sky gradually darkened, and Xiang Ye remained unconscious, which made Han Xian feel a little uneasy. He sat beside Xiang Ye with a frown, gently wiped Xiang Ye's forehead with a soaked linen cloth, and looked at Xiang Ye's pale and bloodless face, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh softly.

"How is General Xiang?" Jing Ao leaned behind Han Xian, looked down at Xiang Ye and asked in a low voice.

"Not too good!" Han Xian shook his head and said in a very heavy tone: "He was poisoned, although I have expelled most of the toxins for him by expelling poisonous blood, there are still some remaining in his body, and he has lost too much blood, if it weren't for his strong body, I'm afraid he would have lost his 'life' long ago, and whether he can wake up or not depends on himself." ”

After listening to Han Xian's words, Jing Ao frowned and said: "There are still pursuers behind us, if we stay here for a long time, I'm afraid it will bring trouble to Mr. ”

Han Xian shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Disaster has come, I'm afraid I can't avoid it if I want to, when General Xiang saved our father and son from the Yanyun assassins, I owe him a great favor, and now it's time to repay the favor, are you still afraid of disaster?" ”

"Yanyun Assassin?" Jing Ao frowned and said, "It's them again, it's them who attacked us this time, what did Mr. have to do with them?" ”

"I know that General Xiang is injured in their hands, and other book friends are reading:." Han Xian's face sank like water: "They want my ancestral medical prescription, they don't hesitate to kill my whole family, I have a great enmity with them, from the small sword that stabbed General Xiang earlier, it can be seen that it was their hand, that small sword has a name, called 'Bamboo Sword', this sword is not only named because it is made of bamboo tubes." Shooting', the main thing is that after it is made, the small sword needs to be soaked in the venom of bamboo leaves for nine hundred and eighty-one days, and then smeared with the powder of strychnine, ordinary people will die if they are stained, General Xiang can be said to be famous this time, the small sword that stabbed him may have been stored for a long time, and the poisonous "nature" of the strychnine has weakened a lot, so it did not take his "sex" life! ”

After hearing Han Xian's words, Jing Ao was secretly frightened, he let out a long breath, and then asked as if he remembered something: "Isn't bamboo leaf green unique to the south?" Why did the Yanyun Assassin, who had lived in Yandi for a long time, choose this snake's snake venom to quench his sword? ”

"This is the 'dark' side of their Yanyun assassin's heart." Han Xian looked back at Jing Ao and said, "If the snake venom of Zhu Yeqing is properly handled, it will not take people's 'lives', but it will make people very uncomfortable, they will find this kind of thing from the south at any cost, so that the person who was stabbed by the 'bamboo sword' will be tortured when he is dying." ”

Jing Ao nodded with a cold face and didn't speak again, but in his heart he hated Yan Yun Assassin a little more.

When Jing Ao and Han Xian were worried about Xiang Ye, there were a few more small tents at the bottom of the mountain, several tents were circled in a circle, and there was a tent in the middle of the circle that was slightly larger than the others.

Xin Ling sat in the tent in the middle, and there was a sword in front of him, a sword with a faint red light all over his body—Canghong.

He snatched the sword from Chi Xue'e, and he didn't 'hand' it over to Xintu, but kept it for himself. Cyntu didn't say anything about his approach, after all, there were many things he still needed to do, and other book friends were reading:.

"Xiang Ye, even if you go underground this time, I will pull you out!" Xin Ling picked up Canghong, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "I didn't want to kill you, but you killed Zhao Tong, missed our big event, if you don't kill you, it's really difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart, this time you have to die, if you don't die, you have to die!" ”

"Xin Ling!" Just when Xin Ling was talking to himself with a long sword in his hand, a person walked in, after this person came in, he first looked at Cang Hong and was stunned, and then lowered his head and said to Xin Ling: "Our people found a hut halfway up the mountainside, there seems to be someone in the house, do you want to go up and have a look?" ”

Xin Ling closed his eyes slightly, and said to the people who came in: "Xin Hao, when we come out to do things, the most taboo thing is to be anxious, the hut on the mountainside, we can go up at any time, and we are not afraid that the people in the house will run away." If you go up the mountain in the middle of the night, the mountain is steep, and the brothers will inevitably not be damaged, you go back, and we will go up the mountain early tomorrow morning to search for Xiang Ye. ”

Xin Hao replied and left Xin Ling's tent backwards.

In the hut on the mountain, Xiang Ye was still in a coma, his forehead was very hot, and Han Xian kept using a damp cloth to help him cool down on his forehead.

Jing Ao sat at the 'door' of the hut with his back against the wooden wall, his eyes on the small tents that were lit with fire at the bottom of the mountain.

His hand was pressed on the hilt of the sword, and although he looked very lazy, the nerves in his body were tense, and he was always vigilant that someone would come up from the bottom of the mountain.

"General Xiang is awake!" Jing Ao closed his eyes slightly, and was about to take a nap when Han Xian's shout full of joy came from the room. Please keep in mind the URL, if you like "Reverse Chu" written by Yan Yan