Ling Bufei stood up quickly, but like Tian Meimei, she immediately sat back on the ground, her head feeling dizzy.
"It's useless! You were poisoned by Zui Xian Powder, one of the four strange poisons in the lower world. This medicine is very precious. In order to get you, I spent a lot of money!" Sima Zheng was very proud and extended his claws towards Ling Bufei.
"You are very brave!"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.
Sima Zheng trembled all over. He turned around slowly and saw Wu Bei and two other people standing not far away.
Sima Zheng immediately forced a smile on his face and said: "Senior Brother Wu, you are back! Hu Xiaoqiao has been worried about your safety before, so he invited me over. I was just joking with a few beauties..."
"Are you kidding me about using Zuixian Powder, one of the four strange poisons?" Mo Qingyu said coldly.
Sima Zheng was already slowly retreating and said: "The joke was a bit too much, but I didn't mean any harm."
Wu Bei said coldly: "Kneel down!"
Sima Zheng's eyelids twitched wildly, and several people behind him looked at each other in confusion. They thought Wu Bei died outside, but he didn't expect him to come back again. What should we do?
Sima Zheng suddenly gritted his teeth, put a dagger on Ling Bufei's neck, and said sternly: "Wu, we don't interfere with each other, you let me go, otherwise I will kill her!"
Wu Bei's expression did not change at all, and he said calmly: "I wouldn't kill you, but now, you must die."
Before he finished speaking, a shadow flew close to the ground and swallowed up Sima Zheng's shadow in an instant. In an instant, Sima Zheng's body stiffened and he immediately lost the ability to move.
Wu Bei walked up to him unhurriedly and asked, "Where is the antidote?"
Sima Zheng's eyes were full of fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "Senior Brother Wu, don't kill me..."
Wu Bei didn't ask any more questions, he dug out his storage bag and found a small bottle inside. He smelled it and put it on the noses of several women one by one.
The girls smelled a pungent smell, and then their strength gradually recovered.
Hu Xiaoqiao
Keeping her head down, she suddenly knelt on the ground and cried: "Senior Brother Wu, it was Sima Zheng who forced me to do this. Wuwu, I can't help it..."
Wu Bei didn't even look at her, but said to Ling Bufei and the other girls: "You decide."
Ling Bufei nodded, and as soon as she recovered, she raised her sword and stabbed Sima Zheng to death, and then stabbed Hu Xiaoqiao to death without hesitation.
Shaking off the blood on the sword blade, Ling Bufei said calmly: "You are all from the academy, it's up to me to take action."
As a disciple of a powerful force, killing all the students from the Royal Academy is not a big deal.
The other disciples were also kneeling on the ground at this moment, fighting with each other, extremely frightened.
"We all have to listen to Sima Zheng. He also planned this matter. We didn't know about it in advance. Please let us go for the sake of being in the same college, Senior Brother Wu!"
"Go away." Wu Bei didn't bother to say more and waved them away.
As if they had been granted amnesty, several people thanked him one after another, and then turned around and left, for fear that Wu Bei would regret it.
Only then did Mo Qingyu let go of her left hand. She held a powerful killing talisman in her hand. Once Sima Zheng dared to get close, she would activate the talisman.
Wu Bei: "Sorry, I kept you waiting for a long time."
Tian Meimei's eyes turned red and she said, "Senior brother, if you had come a little later, we would have been in dire straits."
Wu Bei: "We happen to be going to a place. If we can harvest enough, you can each pick something by then."
Mo Qingyu asked: "Master, where is this place?"
"An ancient palace." Wu Beidao said, "Let's go together."
Fang Lidao: "Master, there is no need to rush the exploration of the ancient palace. We can walk there slowly. If we encounter valuable things on the way, we will take them all."
Wu Bei thought it made sense and said: "Okay, then don't be in a hurry and walk slowly."
The six people left their place and set off in the direction of the ancient palace. They were not walking very fast. After advancing for more than three hundred miles, they heard the sound of people not far away, and there was more than one person.
Fang Li went to investigate alone, and returned after a while, saying: "Master, three miles ahead on the left, there is a group of people camping, seventeen of them, two of them are monks in the magical realm, and the rest are all monks in the secret realm."
"There is a monk inside who was restrained and seriously injured. He is being tortured by several people in turn. It seems they want to find out something."
Wu Bei was not interested in this and was about to continue walking.
Fang Li added: "I heard several people talking. The person who was tortured is from the Royal Academy and his name is Zhang Xing."
"Zhang Xing?" Tian Meimei was a little surprised, "He is indeed from the Royal Academy! He is also a famous figure in the academy, but he has a tough temper and has deep conflicts with Sima Zheng. This time he entered the ancient forbidden land and was squeezed out by Sima Zheng.
So he acted alone. I didn't expect that he would be caught."
Wu Bei couldn't help but think of the vice president's request to protect these people in the college. After a moment of silence, he said: "Go over and take a look."
Five tents were set up on a piece of shallow grass. At this moment, a group of people took out tables, chairs, benches, fruits and snacks, etc., and talked and laughed.
Suddenly, one of them noticed Wu Bei, and he immediately issued a warning. Everyone stood up and looked in the direction where Wu Bei and the others were.
Two or three hundred meters away from the opponent, Wu Bei found a flat piece of grass and asked everyone to set up camp. He also set up tables and chairs, and brought out snacks, fruits, etc.
There are fewer people on their side and not as lively as the other side. However, if we talk about the snacks and fruits on the table, they far exceed those on the other side.
"What do they mean, they are camping next to us?" A monk in yellow frowned and said to the monk in purple next to him.
purple monk wide
With a broad forehead and thick eyebrows, he snorted: "Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come. I will go and meet them!"
After saying that, he took a bottle of wine and walked towards the camp where Wu Bei was. When he got within a hundred steps of the camp, Fang Li stopped him like a ghost and said coldly: "Private resting place for outsiders."
No entry allowed!”
The man in purple raised his eyebrows and glanced at Fang Li. Fang Li gave him a very dangerous feeling, and he should be a strong man in the supernatural realm.
He then smiled and said: "Su Demao, I don't mean any harm. I just want to give you some wine."
At this time Wu Bei's voice came: "Old Fang, let him come in."
Fang Li then stepped aside and said: "Please."
Su Demao, a monk in purple clothes, strode up to Wu Bei, cupped his hands and said, "I have seen a few of them."
Wu Bei nodded: "Please sit down."
Su Demao put down the wine and said, "I haven't asked anyone for their names yet."
Wu Bei: "My surname is Wu, Royal Academy, Wu Bei."
When Su Demao heard about the Royal Academy, he could not hide the contempt in his eyes. This could not be blamed on him. The monks of the Royal Academy were often very weak. In their view, the monks of the Royal Academy were more like just making up for the numbers and were not worthy of attention.
"What about these guys?" He looked at Qian Xiaochen and Mo Qingyu.
Qian Xiaochen didn't want to talk to him at first, but Wu Bei responded, so he had no choice but to say nothing and said calmly: "Miluo Palace, Qian Xiaochen."
Hearing the name of Miluo Palace, Su Demao's body trembled obviously. He asked in surprise: "Young Master comes from Miluo Palace? Miluo Palace in the upper realm of Lingbao?"
Qian Xiaochen immediately became impatient and said coldly: "If you're not a spiritual treasure, who else can you be?"
Su Demao quickly clasped his hands and said excitedly: "It turns out to be the superior cultivator of Miluo Palace. Su Demao, the villain, please see the superior cultivator!" Suddenly, a feeling of flattery rushed over his face, forming a strong contrast with his attitude towards Wu Bei just now. Compared.
