Shen Fengming was already dazed, and he didn't even reach out to block it.

The cold wind was so close to him, but only at this moment he came and went, like winter blowing on his face. There were a few small sounds, neither silk nor bamboo, neither gold nor iron. Shen Fengming couldn't see what was entangled in Guan Feiyu's hand, only to hear him scream, and blood oozed from his arm.

Intuition made his eyes widen. The slightest reflection of the water reflected the figure of a person, floating from such a distance. He thought it was a dream. Until the figure cut into the battle formation between him and Guan Feixu like a fly, and stopped.

"How are you!" The figure was clearly speaking to him, though it was facing away from him.

"I ...... Very good. Shen Fengming tried to answer. His gaze followed the back, as if the night had become translucent and gentle because of it, and it had become "very good". The instinct was not wrong, the one who stopped Guan Fei's shot was her strings. Okra's strings.

He didn't realize that his voice was still too low and too low for all his efforts. Okra didn't hear anything.

"Shen Fengming!" she got anxious, and couldn't help but glance back at him during the confrontation. The night was too dark, but she could see it—there was an ominous mist in his gaze, and the injuries were obvious.

"Kui'er, why are you here?" Guan Fei's luck broke the long string, and his words were very close, but he took advantage of her distraction and secretly stepped forward half a step.

"Don't move, don't come here!" Okra turned around and lifted the strings with one hand, and pulled a bamboo flute from his waist with the other, blocking him a few feet away.

"Aoi'er, you'd better get out of the way, don't hurt you. Guan Fei's face turned grim. Compared with not wanting to hurt this "granddaughter", he was even more reluctant to let go of the opportunity to take Shen Fengming's life, but okra was not so easy to deal with - he had seen that she was carrying more than one bamboo flute, if she dealt with herself with the magic sound, even if her internal strength was far superior, she could only forcibly split her musical instrument without understanding the magic sound, and it would be quite time-consuming to turn the wheel one by one, and Xiangshui was afraid that it would not be able to delay. Moreover, since okra can find here, Yunmeng or other people from Heizhu will also come at any time, and what the outcome will be at that time, I am afraid that it may not be in his own hands.

He rolled his gaze and sighed, "Okay, that's it." With a wave of his hand, he turned his head and jumped away.

Okra still didn't believe it, and after Guan Feiyu's figure completely disappeared into the shadow forest, she put down a hanging heart a little, and turned around to look at Shen Fengming.

"You...... Do you want to matter?" she leaned down, and although she could still see his awake eyes in the darkness, she couldn't see his face clearly. She reached out to check the pulse on his neck and the breath of his body. Fortunately, although his consciousness is a little unclear, his life should be worry-free.

"Can you get up? I see your boat is still there, let's go to the boat first." She tried to wake him up.

Shen Fengming always looked at her in such a daze, as if she was the only one left in his eyes, and it no longer mattered if she was related to it. Of course, this is the appearance of internal injury—but when a mortal is injured or sick, his mind is not as complete as usual, and if he insists on being awake, all his mind is enough to be concerned with one thing, and it is difficult to take care of anything else. Of course, Shen Fengming took the remnants of his mind on her, but when he heard her question, he didn't answer, and stretched out his hand to her cheek in a foolish way.

Okra subconsciously turned her head sideways to dodge, "Shen Fengming!" she was a little unhappy, "Okay, if you don't come to meet in Xiangshui, you will act alone in private, and now it's still ...... Still grinding something!"

But she couldn't hide from it. Shen Fengming's fingers stroked over her empty earlobe, "What...... Didn't you wear it?" She was in a trance, and for a moment she didn't understand whether he was awake or serious.

At this moment, Shen Fengming's hand suddenly fell, and even his eyelids drooped, as if he had lost consciousness. "Hey!" Okra called out to him, but he shouldn't. She panicked. Shen Fengming was not a weak-willed person, tonight was so important to Yun Meng and Heizhu, even if he was injured, it was always okay to force himself to the boat, right? As long as he got on the boat, he could take advantage of the boat to recuperate and recuperate, even if he couldn't fight again, it would be much more useful than the two of them staying in this secluded and cold place in vain.

At the same time, there was a sound of chatter behind him. "Is it Miss Qiu?What happened to Feng Ming's son?" she heard Shi Zhijian's voice.

Shi Zhijian also received a slap at first, but fortunately, the palm strength was not heavy, and he had eased up at this time. Okra was a little relieved when she heard this, "It's me." He didn't know what was wrong. It's too dark here, do you have any fire folds there?"

Shi Zhijian groped for a moment, lit the fire fold, and approached. Seeing Shen Fengming, who was half-helped up by okra, he was taken aback and almost fell down.

"Feng Ming Gongzi, he ...... How so!"

Under the reflection of the firelight, Shen Fengming's face floated with a layer of unfamiliar black gas—a faint, but very clear black gas. The veins in his neck were wriggling, as if some living creature had burrowed into his body.

Okra didn't speak, and the blood on her face disappeared in an instant. For Shi Zhijian, she couldn't understand the strange scene.

- Nether Lacewing!

No wonder - no wonder Guan Fei was willing to leave so easily. Just a moment ago, she had also touched the pulse on Shen Fengming's neck, and there was no trace of the Gu worm, it must be that after Guan Fei left, she took advantage of her unpreparedness and released the Gu worm in the dark. The terrible thing about the Nether Lacewing is that once it remembers its target in advance, it will never find the wrong person, and it doesn't even need a crosshair compared to the genus of the Hidden Weapon. When Shen Fengming was sober, he knew that he couldn't do it, so he didn't dare to use it—but Shen Fengming was dazed, unable to identify, and couldn't escape, which was a good opportunity for the Netherworld.

She bit her lip. I should have thought of it, but I forgot it—but I didn't even guard against Guan Fei's last resort—in the darkness, I didn't even catch the slightest trace of the Gu worm's coming and going!

"Autumn ...... Miss Qiu?" Shi Zhijian saw that her face was pale, and he didn't expect it to be good, "...... What now?"

Okra froze, "You go and see how Ouyang Xin is, he is here-me...... I want to find a way to ......."

Shi Zhijian responded, took some weeds and fine wood, simply piled them up, lit them up and fixed them near the okra, and went to the other side to see Ouyang Xin. Okra can't really do it. All she could think of was the recipe for the Nether Butterfly she had seen last night.

Guan Fei didn't know that the Nether Butterfly last time was used on her body, but Lou Qianshan secretly hid the Gu worm and never used it. From the adult worm alone, he couldn't see half a trace of refining the Nether Lacewing, because he never thought that the formula of the Netherfly could make Shen Fengming speculate that it was eight or nine without leaving ten. It's just that, even so, in last night's painstaking meditation and various experiments, okra has also obtained a result - using magic sounds to deal with netflies, or killing larvae, but it is powerless to detoxify. It is also common sense that larvae may have a sense of hearing, and even if they don't, as long as they know the nature of the larva - as long as they know the nature of any living thing - the magic sound can form an inherent vibration to kill it, but the toxins that the larvae have released are extremely difficult to eliminate even if they are homologous.

But because of this, she didn't dare to delay for a moment. She knew that the larvae would always release toxicity until they grew up, even if it was only a point of toxicity, it was strong enough to be fatal, but if she killed the larvae a moment earlier, the toxicity would be at least one point weaker, and the pain suffered by Shen Fengming would always be one point less.

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If it weren't for Wu Tiantong's report, she wouldn't have known that Shen Fengming was under siege.

The moment the "bone-through" flew in, Wu Tiantong didn't have time to dodge, so he could only open his mouth to bite. Shan Jiquan's hand was too strong for him to catch, and the dagger slit his cheek and shattered half of his teeth, but it finally failed to pass through his skull. Under the cover of twilight, he leaned into the water, originally wanting to hide in the water and look for a helper, but the situation changed greatly, Shen Fengming appeared, Cheng Fang became a single spring, and Guan Fei's father and son appeared-it was not as simple as the three brothers who were enemies alone. He knew that the situation was critical, so he had to move the rescue soldiers as soon as possible.

Fortunately, it was downstream, and he didn't have to exert too much effort, and quickly swam along the water into Dongting, and then followed the sound of the piano on the lake to find a boat parked near Xiangshui. Most of their men were fighting on the shore, only okra remained on the surface, and the sound of the piano spread from the Dongting boat to the woods on the shore.

He didn't care much, climbed onto the boat, and finally told okra what he saw with a half-open mouth, so she thought of an idea and sent some people to save Shen Fengming and his two brothers.

It's just that there is no one on this boat except for okra and the two black bamboo people who guarded for her.

Of course, it is a good idea for okra to go alone at this time. In terms of cultivation alone, Jinghui or He Xuan were better than her, and had a better chance of winning against Guan Fei, and the deterrent power of her magic voice on the battlefield here was far more useful than the kung fu of the two of them. But—for a while, even if he could go ashore and find Senior Brother Jinghui in the midst of the chaos, how much time would it take to tell them again where Shen Fengming was?

She didn't have a second option.

"Miss Qiu wants to go alone?" The two of them in the same boat and Wu Tiantong were a little worried. "Let's go with the girl. ”

Okra shook her head. The boat must travel slowly against the current, and the land path is much faster, although these three people are good at light work, they may not be able to keep up with her impatience, and even the "seven directions" have been temporarily abandoned under her trade-off—the qin is too tiring for running, and the bamboo flute is much lighter. "Go ashore and try to talk to them. She only threw a word to the three of them, then skimmed the water and went ashore, and disappeared into the longing Dongting night.

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The battlefield torches of the Illusory Realm were held high, and the thick night fog could not lock the light from tearing. Although Jinghui and He Xuan's opponents Guan Mo and Yang Jingshi brothers were not a problem, the magic sound that okra used to suppress Gu insects suddenly disappeared for some reason, and the poison in the phantom world gradually regained its vitality, and for a while, the swimming snakes on the shore, the poisonous scorpions in the grass, the colorful butterflies in the forest, and the clusters of chattering, all came back to them. At first, there were only about 20 of the more than 100 big roosters cast here, and the rest of the spirit was exuberant, flying high and low, pecking the weak and reaping a lot of gains, but if the long snake wrapped around the neck and the fierce spider devoured the kiss, it must only tremble a few times, shaking the legs and falling to the ground and dying. The Black Bamboo Group, which had already controlled the situation, had a smaller and smaller advantage this time.

Without the magic sound, the opponent is also refreshed. Guan Sheng, who hadn't shown up for a long time, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, rushed into the crowd and was not in a hurry to make a move, wandering around and shouting back and forth, "Shen Fengming is dead". Jinghui and He Xuan couldn't help but glance at each other when they heard this-Shen Fengming never appeared, and the people of Heizhu may have already doubted in their hearts, but there was the sound of the piano to help them suppress the opponent, and under the advantage of the situation, they didn't feel anything;

He Xuan had already spoken, "I'm going to kill him." He walked diagonally under his feet and swept towards the place where Guan Sheng was running.

Jinghui had no words. Don't say that the people of Heizhu, even if she has been practicing meditation for a long time, are still slightly confused by Guan Sheng's sudden shout. - Where did Shen Fengming go? Could he really be dead? She had this thought for a moment.