"Miss Han, be careful!"

Cui Shiyuan used the Wind Chasing Fun Sword to knock out a sudden hidden weapon for Han Ning'er, and then he was immediately entangled by his opponent.

It seems that the other party doesn't want to give them the slightest respite, except for the very close connection between the moves, the pace of follow-up, and the eye contact, all of which are full of murderous intent.

"It seems that these guys are really prepared, could it be that they are the remnants of Li Zhen, the king of Yue?"

Cui Shiyuan was secretly thinking about it here, and he couldn't dodge it and was scratched by the opponent's blade.

The opening was not deep, and it did not affect his actions outside the skin, but even this startled him, and he hurriedly dispelled the thoughts in his mind and concentrated on the enemy.

The eight of them fought for a meal on the tea horse road, Lu Qian tried to fight quickly, took out a golden dart from his waist, found a gap, and raised his hand to fight.

With the help of the Liuren Streamer Technique, the dart galloped like lightning, and before the person who stood in the way could react, he had fallen on the spot.

Seeing that his companion was dead, the rest of the man's eyes lit up, his sword became more ferocious, and he rushed towards Lu Qian with a shout.

Lu Qian tilted his head, and while dodging the blade of the sword, he secretly flew up and kicked the man in the chest. There was an internal force in his foot, and he couldn't see anything from the outside, but in fact, he had kicked the opponent's two ribs in one fell swoop.

In addition, this person himself does not have much advanced internal cultivation, and his facial features are immediately painful, and I am afraid that he will not be able to get up for a while.

"Shiyuan, don't panic, I'll come!"

After solving the two people at hand, Lu Qian came to relieve Cui Shiyuan again with a dragon pattern rolling stick, but he knocked the opponent to the ground in three or five rounds.

At the same time, Han Ning'er held the Qingxu Divine Sword in her hand, and her sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and she cut off the blades of the two opponents with a style of "Plum Blossom Three Stacked Waves".

At the critical moment when they were about to take their lives, the two of them suddenly glanced at each other, followed by their figures, and they didn't know what method they used, and a puff of white smoke came out of thin air on their bodies, obscuring Han Ning'er's vision.

She was stunned here, and a sleeve arrow broke through the air and hit Han Ning'er's shoulder impartially, and she suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain deep into her heart.

After a muffled snort, Han Ning'er wanted to look for it again, but the two of them were already nowhere to be found. Seeing this, Lu Qian and Cui Shiyuan hurriedly came over to help.

"This ...... This arrow is poisonous!"

Cui Shiyuan didn't look at it, and when he looked at the blood flowing from Han Ning'er's wound, it turned out to be a strange purple-black, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

Lu Qian heard the words and took a closer look, and sure enough, as Cui Shiyuan said, this sleeve arrow was indeed highly poisonous.

Before he could ask again, Han Ning'er only felt that her eyes were dark, and her feet were weak, and she immediately tilted her body and fell into Lu Qian's arms.

"Ning'er, Ning'er!"

Lu Qian called out a few times in succession, but she didn't respond, and an extremely ominous premonition came to his heart.

Cui Shiyuan saw Boss Lu's sad look, and knew that he must be extremely worried at the moment. glanced at the thief who was rolling back and forth on the ground, went up and tore off his mask, but he didn't know that what caught his eye was a rare appearance.

But seeing that this person was born with a different curly yellow hair, and a pair of blue eyes were slightly hideous under the effect of pain.

Looking down further, the nose is like a hanging gall, the square mouth is thin lips, and the age is only in his thirties.

"Good boy, I didn't expect you to be an exotic ugly ghost. Say! Who are you instructed to? Why are you ambushing us here? Acquaintances obediently hand over the antidote to poisonous arrows, if you dare to break your teeth and not say a word, don't blame your grandfather Cui for killing you!"

After Cui Shiyuan finished talking about this set of cruel words that he thought could make everyone frightened after listening to it, the people of the state just forced a smile at him and didn't buy it.

"Oops, I didn't expect it to be a hard bone. Since you don't eat and drink in the toast, you can't blame me. ”

In the face of this hateful guy with no one in his eyes, the little sword demon raised the playful sword of chasing the wind high above his head, and wanted to slash, and the people of Fanbang were not afraid, closed their eyes and smiled: "Hehe, the world of the Tang Dynasty will be attached to us sooner or later." I believe that this moment is not far off. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the people of the state tilted their heads, bit their tongues and committed suicide in an instant. No matter how fast Ren Cui Shiyuan reacted, he didn't have time to stop it, he was angry and rewarded the dead corpse with more than a dozen mouths one after another, and said angrily while beating: "You slave, you want to go like this when you hurt people, where is this cheap thing?" ”

"Shiyuan, why don't you stop when everyone is dead?" Lu Qian, who was holding Han Ning'er, saw it clearly on the side, knowing that there was something strange about it, and hurriedly stopped Cui Shiyuan's actions.

"Quickly search if he has the antidote on him!"

Under Lu Qian's reminder, Cui Shiyuan suddenly came to his senses as if he had been enlightened, and touched his hands all over the body of the people of that state.

"Alas, Boss Lu, don't say it's an antidote, he doesn't even have a single extra hair on his body except for this jade pendant, how can this be good?"

Seeing that he had nothing to gain, Lu Qian ordered Cui Shiyuan to look for it on several other people, and after a long toss, the result was the same as before, and the two couldn't help but fall into contemplation in an instant.

Lu Qian, who was anxious, suddenly remembered that the medical book that Wu Lao Crooked had given him recorded a prescription that could cure all kinds of poisons, and might be able to help Han Ning'er.

Thinking of this, he said to Cui Shiyuan: "Shiyuan, according to my diagnosis of Miss Han's pulse, this poison is not trivial, if you want to be completely cured, you need to go to Biluo Island to find an herb called Soul Rejuvenation Grass as a guide, and the top priority at the moment is how to stop the spread of the poison in her body, so as to save her life and stick to the island." ”

Cui Shiyuan, who has always been resourceful, thought about it carefully, and said to Lu Qian: "The current situation is urgent and urgent, Boss Lu, you have deep internal strength, it is better to use internal force to temporarily delay the toxin process in Miss Han's body, if there is no accident, you should be able to reach that Biluo Island in three days at the latest." ”

"Yes, you see how my mind is so anxious that I forget this easiest method. It's so good, come on, come on, you and be on guard around, and I'll instill internal strength in Miss Han. ”

After arranging the division of labor, Cui Shiyuan calmly observed the movements around him with the playful sword in his hand, and refused to let go of even a fly.

Turning his head to look at Lu Qian again, the Qimen Tilting Valley Sect Divine Skill was lifted, and he took a breath of dantian qi to walk the five meridians and six veins, and forcibly poured it into Han Ning'er's body with the help of the power of his palms.

With the gradual intervention of the true qi in his body, Han Ning'er's face obviously improved greatly compared to before, but this method can only temporarily alleviate the inability to remove the roots, and now she still has to take her back to Biluo Island as soon as possible to see Uncle Shi before making plans.