"What? Didn't you hear?" The cook was very confident in his own defense ability, so he didn't pay too much attention to the poison in Li Miaozhen's mouth. He said jokingly: "Hand over the antidote and I will spare you." One life, don’t you choose such a good condition?”
"You!" Li Miaozhen wanted to threaten her, but was interrupted by the obviously impatient cook, who slapped her towards the soldiers beside her with a manic tone, "Watch her!"
After his right hand was free for a moment, the cook immediately pulled out the short knife from his waist.
He held up the most important hostage tonight with his left hand, and while strangled Bai Zhi's throat, he slapped the blade on her pretty face, and threatened in a loud voice: "I'll cut this little girl to death with one knife." You have to listen to the fat man before you face me."
After a few breaths were delayed like this, the "Seven Star Fairy" became even more poisonous. The cook noticed that the angelica in his eyes had a double image, and then he realized the seriousness of the situation.
This is the terrifying thing about the poison "Seven Star Fairy". Although Li Miaozhen has scolded and threatened the cook, as the god becomes more and more confused, the poisoned cook will subconsciously ignore these changes and finally fall into a state of turmoil. In the mad confusion, the internal organs fester and die.
He didn't check for a moment and just inhaled a very small amount of "Seven Star Fairy" into his body. Fortunately, he noticed it in time. Now he was horrified and shouted angrily at Li Miaozhen: "Little girl, the fat man gives you the opportunity to exchange medicine for your life. If you don’t want it, then none of you can escape tonight. If you don’t hand over that heavenly fairy’s antidote, I’ll scratch her face right now!”
"Don't do it, uh--" Bai Zhi's cheeks bulged, her pretty face turned pale, and she could only hold back a few words from her throat despite her hard work.
The cook thought that there was a most hateful woman on the scene. Affected by his confusion, he didn't want to talk nonsense. In a moment, the sword energy was activated, and a blood streak fell on Bai Zhi's face.
"Bastard!" Li Miaozhen clenched her teeth, her hands were held behind her back, and the wound on her back opened and hurt badly.
She has been betting on who will fall first. Unfortunately, the cook's resistance to poison is really amazing. At least when the cook's knife fell, the poison of the "Seven Star Fairy" could not take the cook away immediately.
Li Miaozhen resisted silently and remained silent for a long time. She noticed that the wound on Bai Zhi's face was getting deeper and deeper. If she went any further, it would probably leave permanent scars. However, after only two or three breaths, she said eagerly: " I have the antidote, you have to let us go."
"Ha." The cook chuckled, glanced at Ye Yun, who was still silent, and said with a joking smile: "Do you think you are still qualified to negotiate with me? Let's make a bet, is it your poison that's more powerful, or you're fat? My sword is faster!"
Li Miaozhen's nose shrank slightly, but she didn't dare to gamble after all. She drooped her head and said in frustration: "The antidote is in the sachet around my waist."
"Yes." The cook felt relieved and motioned with his eyes to the soldier beside him to take off the sachet and bring it to him. The soldier had a very bad character and could easily take off the sachet, but he used brute force to pull it. His fingers were careless and he pulled it. Li Miaozhen's belt was violently torn off, and his fair and tender waist was no longer protected by the Bisi belt, and was already looming in the loose clothes.
The cook looked at this scene and smiled evilly. He took the short knife away from Bai Zhi's face, put it on Li Miaozhen's chin, lifted her head up, and evaluated her seriously, and said with an inexplicable smile: "It's true that she is born with a good life." You have such a delicate and ethereal body, little girl, please tell me which antidote is right. I am not afraid that you will use poison to deceive me, because I will let Miss Bai have a taste first."
The cold words directly destroyed the last thought in Li Miaozhen's heart. After the cook got the real antidote, he felt relaxed all over. It turns out that this is how it feels to be invincible with the hostage in hand.
The cook watched more and more soldiers surrounding Ye Yun. Although he was still wary of how much strength the other party had left, he finally had more thoughts to pay attention to other places.
After confirming that Bian Xia was silent, looking at Xing Zuo who was still twitching in pain and dying on the ground, the cook took a few breaths of cold air, and then threatened with a smile: "Your Excellency should be able to see clearly what the current situation is. If you understand, Just release the one who is still alive next to you."
Ye Yun's eyelids moved slightly, and she turned her head to glance at Xing Zuo, who was lying on the ground. The sword that broke the soul should have completely destroyed the opponent's fighting ability, but she did not intend to let him go just like that.
Ye Yun raised her chin, looked directly at the cook, and learned the other party's tone, her elegant voice was slightly deeper, "If you know this, you can let them go."
"Are you threatening me?" The cook felt Xing Zuo's weak eyes asking for help, and the expression on his face jumped.
The cook had just removed the poison from the "Seven-Star Fairy", and his vision gradually became clearer. However, the Lihuo Sword Intent took over again and began to cause trouble in his body. The mania that had faded turned into hatred and returned.
He felt cruel in his heart, and the short knife in his hand instantly fell on Bai Zhi's neck, and said with an evil smile: "You'd better surrender immediately and let the fat man play with you for a few days, and I might not spare your life."
Ye Yun's eyebrows completely calmed down, and she mocked coldly: "Just do it."
"Hmph!" The cook narrowed his eyes, and his fierce gaze flickered between the slits in his eyes, "You think I don't dare?"
Ye Yun looked at Li Miaozhen with a hint of regret and said, "I'm not like this stupid girl who didn't make the situation better. If I was the one who poisoned you, you will only be the one kneeling down to beg for mercy now."
She shook her head, secretly working hard to regain her strength, and sighing softly: "The little guy is still new to the world. I don't know that monks like you who only reached the first level at the age of forty or fifty are the most precious."
The cook became angry with embarrassment, his face turned red, and he shouted boldly: "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't listen to the fat man, I will kill them both immediately. What can you do?"
Bai Zhi had been being choked by the cook, and she clearly felt that the power to control her was weakening. She felt happy in her heart, knowing that the other party was no longer in control of the overall situation, and she began to become fierce and angry.
She thought about it again, but couldn't help but cast worried eyes on Ye Yun.
Only she knew that Ye Yun, who was as calm as an iceberg and snow lotus, cold on the outside and hot on the inside, was a person who spoke simply and straightforwardly. To say so many words at this time, she must have been extremely hurt, otherwise she would have been hurt when the cook just verbally insulted her. He responded with the most brutal sword.
"You can try."
Ye Yun put her sword on the ground to support her still upright body. At this time, the tip of the sword was already three inches into the soil. She spoke with mockery and contempt. Taking advantage of the gap in her words, she quietly looked at the surroundings under the cover of night. The environment, with a voice as solid as ice, said: "As long as you add any more wounds to their bodies, I will pay you back twice as much."
Ye Yun's calm and composed demeanor put great pressure on the cook, but she was far less confident in her heart than she appeared on the outside. A hint of bleak tiredness uncontrollably took root in her body, even faintly overpowering the extremely serious injuries in her body. The painful feeling it gave her made her just want to close her eyes and have a good sleep.
"There is only one sword." Ye Yun thought to herself. After delaying for so long, she felt that she could only use one more sword, and the power of this sword was only 60% of the usual power at most. What happened after the sword?
As time goes by, there are more and more torches, driving away the night, and more and more rebels gather here. With her as the center, layers of surroundings have been constructed, like a flower of flame with a golden edge. .
Ye Yun's eyes were deep and clear, and she cast her clear eyes in the direction of the cook again. She couldn't help but squint her eyes. Then she realized that the night behind him was the deepest at this time. She couldn't help but feel in her heart that those rebels felt that they probably wouldn't know how to do it. Break out towards the cook, so the surrounding force is the weakest.
With a glimmer of possibility, Ye Yun completely calmed down, looked at the cook, smiled slightly, and sighed softly: "It's a pity."
"What's the pity?" The back of the cook's head felt itchy. He always felt that Ye Yun's gaze was like a sharp sword piercing through his forehead and falling behind him. He said angrily: "You evil bitch, you are so nagging, I'm afraid no……"
As he was speaking, his tone paused, and his eyes suddenly opened wide with a flash of light. He was just frightened by Ye Yun's aura, and then he began to take a serious look at Ye Yun's situation.
Feeling the cook's spiritual consciousness attacking unscrupulously, Ye Yun gave up the opportunity for the other party to pry into her true situation, and decisively chose to take the initiative.
"Buzz--" The long sword rose from the ground. Ye Yun closed her breath tightly and poured the last and most thorough strength in her body into this sword.
Time and space became much slower at this moment. The cook who was inside was horrified to find that a quiet and perfect aura of the avenue suddenly emerged with Ye Yun's sword, and enveloped the direction alone in the empty sky and earth. he. He was born in this emptiness and was mixed with the infinite power of destruction, just trying to pull him into the Nirvana cycle without all kinds of troubles and pains.
"Lihuo Nirvana", this is the move Ye Yun chose when she was in a desperate situation to survive. With this sword, the red Lihuo reappeared. Although the power was not at its peak, under the gaze of everyone who had no time to react and had to slowly widen their pupils, It stabbed the cook in the heart.
"Bitch!" the cook shouted loudly. He wanted to use Bai Zhi as a shield, but found that the sword was so fast that he had no time to react, so he could only quickly sink the short knife on Bai Zhi's neck.
One of his swords follows the path of ethereal agility. Now his biggest advantage has not been brought into play. Even if he regrets not being the first to take action, he can only do his best to use all his energy and Tao while passively defending. Intention crazily surged onto the blade, blocking the tip of the sword.
"Ding——" After the extremely clear clashing sound, there was a harsh and sharp sound of tearing.
This close combat gave the cook great confidence. He was pleasantly surprised to find out how powerful Ye Yun's sword was and how powerful it was.
Especially after Ye Yun groaned, the sword gradually became weak, retreating instead of advancing.
How could the cook dare to give up such an excellent opportunity? In the midst of the lightning and fire, he threw Bai Zhi to the ground with a wave of his left hand. Holding the knife in both hands, he shouted loudly and stepped in for the first time.
The cook turned all his previous fear into strength, his true energy intertwined with Taoism, and he clearly wanted to cut Ye Yun in half with the fierce wind of the knife.
But "Nirvana from the Fire" is not ordinary. It is strange in that it first threatens the enemy, then shows the enemy that it is weak, and finally it is like a carbine. When the enemy's spirit suddenly changes and becomes lax and hard to change, it uses an irresistible force. The power once again impacts the enemy's Taoist heart.
"Boom——" The voice of the avenue trembled slightly, and time returned to normal after a lag.
When Ye Yun swept to the side with the force of a sweeping knife, the cook had time to let out a throat-piercing scream.
I saw a round hole the size of a thumb appeared on the surface of his blade. The solid red Lihuo had already condensed into a thread and rushed into his body with the blow of "Lihuo Nirvana", killing him. The spiritual embryo of Tao, which had suffered successive attacks, was completely destroyed.
Ye Yun spliced the last breath of infuriating energy and quickly brought Bai Zhi with him. The soldiers in front had no intention of resisting the attack. As soon as Ye Yun approached them, they had already let go of Li Miaozhen and withdrew from Laoyuan. Just in time Let Ye Yun save Li Miaozhen effortlessly.
Ye Yun was carrying someone with her and was about to leave the battlefield quickly, but she suddenly stumbled, so frightened that Li Miaozhen and Bai Zhi quickly supported her body.
"Hurry up!" They took advantage of Ye Yun's remaining power and before the soldiers could react and surrounded him, they had already broken through ten feet from the weakest point of the encirclement.
He was about to escape everyone's sight, and his way was blocked...
Looking at the hateful old man who seemed to be crawling out of the shadows not far away, the three of them couldn't help but feel despair while they were igniting hope, knowing that their life was cut off.
