Ling Tiansu sneered: "The Zhao family wants to poison in millions of ways, if he directly poisons the tributaries of the Living River, do you think you can still escape?"

The man was speechless.

Looking at Ling Tiansu with a faint gaze, he sighed and said:

"Shizi, there is no point in delaying time, do you think that with the cultivation of this seat, you can't see that whether it is plague or corpse poison, you can't want your life that is not invaded by all kinds of poisons?"

Xu Ruifeng rolled up his sleeves with gloomy eyes, and saw that his arm had been infected with plague, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He subconsciously turned his eyes to look at Star Father Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan became famous for his physical cultivation, and he came out with an extraordinary cultivation system with a forced physical body, and his physique was naturally extraordinary.

At this glance, I saw that the star father Wang Yuan's skin was normal and he was not infected.

But at this moment, his gaze was dark and solemn, and his gaze towards the darkness was unfathomable, and he didn't know what to think.

Seeing this, Xu Ruifeng suddenly felt that the plague was just a small problem that was not worth mentioning compared to the negative one.

Although he managed to calm down, his eyes swept across the table.

There are already many officials and family members of the DPRK and China who have left in fear, obviously unwilling to stay here any longer and be infected with the damn plague.

But at the moment when they were just about to go, several black-armored soldiers who were also infected led by Feng for many years, the sabers on their waists were unsheathed one after another, and they were ruthlessly killed!

Although the method was cruel, this order was carried out at the behest of the Son of Heaven.

Even if listening to Yuxuan at this moment, everyone present is a dignitary with a distinguished status.

But outside of Tingyuxuan, out of this Dongque Street, it is the people of the Great Jin Dynasty.

They are infected with the plague, and if they leave, I am afraid that there will be more sacrifices.

As a qualified emperor of the Son of Heaven, he naturally would not allow such a thing to happen.

Even if he is ruthless to his own courtiers, even to himself and his children!

Luo Qingyi was calmly watching the crisis battle and circumstance between Ling Tiansu and the Underworld Lord, and in the midst of her disorganized thoughts, suddenly a hurried footstep came towards her in a panic.

His gaze immediately froze.

Chengying suddenly came out of its sheath, between her and the comer.

At the end of the sword blade, there was a young student's shocked gaze, wearing a Confucian uniform from Xiaozhu Academy and a scarf on his head.

The approaching gesture was hasty and rude.

The reason why Luo Qingyi didn't cut this person's throat with a sword was that she was not the one who killed her, and the other was that this person had familiar eyebrows and eyes but couldn't remember who it was, so naturally she wouldn't kill innocents indiscriminately.

The cold, unfamiliar gaze seemed to sting the man's eyes.

He took a step back, looked at her with a pale and ugly face, and muttered, "Miss Luo, it's me, I."

It's Tiangang ......"

Luo Qingyi frowned slightly, he didn't have much impression of the name Tiangang, so the alienation and coldness in his eyebrows and eyes did not fade a bit, and even the blade of the Chengying Sword did not deflect and hesitated.

The young student's face was both frustrated and panicked, and he wanted to get close to Luo Qingyi and say a few words.

But the cold blade of the sword was between the two, so that all the words he wanted to say in his heart were stuck in his throat, and he didn't know how to speak.

Wu Yuanhuang, the leader of the Heavenly Servants behind Ye Shenfu, frowned, and immediately scolded: "What are you doing Yan Tiangang!

Luo Qingyi's eyes slanted slightly, glanced at his colleagues lightly, and said, "Wu Junshi knows this person?"

Even at this tense time of crisis, Wu Yuanhuang couldn't help but feel a trace of sorrow for his nephew.

Feelings are in your heart, and the girl who is bound to get it actually doesn't remember you at all.

He sighed helplessly and said: "His name is Yan Tiangang, he is my son and nephew, the same age as Miss Luo, you often met in the palace when you were young, but later my nephew was admitted to Xiaozhu Academy, and there are few opportunities to meet Miss Luo again, and it is understandable that the girl has no impression." ”

Hearing him say this, Luo Qingyi finally put down the sword in his hand, and his gaze returned to Ling Tiansu, without looking at Yan Tiangang again.

But in the end, for the sake of her colleagues, she still responded lightly to Wu Yuanhuang's son and nephew: "What's the matter?"

The detached attitude is like treating strangers, in fact, Yan Tiangang really wants to hear a sentence in her mouth: Ah, it turned out to be you.

But no......

There was a faint haze in his eyes, but it was soon perfectly concealed by him.

He made a scholarly salute to Luo Qingyi, and said softly: "I just remember that back in Jiangnan, the outbreak of plague was all controlled by Miss Luo, and she rescued the people of Jiangnan from danger, and today ......."

With a hint of tentative look in his eyes, he asked, "Is it true that the girl can solve such a crisis today......?" Miss Luo is a thoughtful person, and she must have medicine to restrain the plague, right? If so, can you ...... Can you ......?"

"Bastard, is this the time to say this?"

Luo Qingyi hadn't replied yet, but Wu Yuanhuang was furious first, he almost wanted to fly this kid out.

Now the son of the Ye family is facing a great enemy, although he is not from the Ye family, but when he was a child, he also received the grace of the Ye family's food and industry.

Now that something has happened, he takes care of himself, and he shamelessly comes to the door to ask for medicine.

Not to mention whether Luo Qingyi really has antidote drugs, even if she really has them.

But in this Tingyu Xuan, there are many people, and they must be in short supply, and when the time comes, they will only be given to one person, and these people whose lives are hanging on the steel knife will not be crazy against her.

This kid keeps saying that he likes Luo Qingyi, but he can get there

At the moment of real life and death, the most important thing to think of is your own life!

Wu Yuanhuang was extremely disappointed!

Suddenly, I felt that it was still Ye Gong's, which was absolutely correct.

Emperor Wu Yuan looked at His Royal Highness the Prince who was facing the underworld without the slightest timidity, on the eve of becoming the target of everyone, he was still careful not to forget to arrange Luo Qingyi behind Ye Shenfu, who was the safest.

Looking at it now, the two are dwarfed, and it's really clear.

Under Wu Yuanhuang's look, the Stygian Negative had already launched an attack.

The sound of metal violently brushing the air sounded, and the chains tossed and turned like a black dragon out to sea.

Luo Qingyi's expression was calm, but no one knew that under her wide yellow robe, her thin body was already tense.

The tip of the pitch-black chain was reflected in Ling Tiansu's pitch-black pupils, and the cold and sharp end of the chain seemed to reflect a corner of the scenery of an ancient city, and a trace of violent aura tore the space apart.

The chains did not reflect any of the cold and light, but only diffused the endless darkness, and the extremely black color seemed to swallow the color of the entire Tingyuxuan's brocade lantern.

None of the people at the table could open their eyes to the darkness that emanated from the chains.

Including Ling Tiansu himself.

He was briefly robbed of the light of his eyes by the dark chains, and even though his eyes were open, he could not reflect anything.

But this does not mean that Ling Tiansu can't see it.

The golden vertical marks cracked the slightest trace, and a touch of extreme coldness was enough to freeze Kyushu's cold eyes......

The speed trajectory of the chain's movement was frozen slowly, and Ling Tiansu did not take advantage of this momentary slowness to retreat and flee, but took the initiative to attack.

The Yuan Force of his whole body was frozen and locked under the lock of the opponent's powerful qi machine, just like a sword servant and a killing squire.

At this moment, Ling Tiansu's cultivation was no different from ordinary people, and he could clearly feel that this was the great suppression of the realm.

Although he had awakened from the 400,000-year-old consumption origin, his cultivation at this moment was definitely as terrifying as the Long Secluded Realm.

But this does not mean that Ling Tiansu can't move, even though he can suppress his cultivation as Yuan Force, but all things in heaven and earth are mutually reinforcing.

No matter what kind of powerful existence it is, it will have natural enemies.

And in Ling Tiansu's body, there happened to be a sword to restrain the underworld.

Although this underworld that has survived for more than 400,000 years is an ancient existence compared to the emperor.

Although he didn't know how far the sword intent in his heart could hurt him.

But...... Now he had no choice but to try.

His heart moved at will, listening to the sound of chains clicking and breaking ice, Ling Tiansu was not in a hurry, and the sword qi like a thin line condensed into the palm of the sword.