But Luo Ziming couldn't tell the truth. As soon as the people below were not aware of it.
Secondly, he did not have the courage to offend the queen and the general's wife at the same time
Faced with the aggressive questioning of Taoist Master Chuchen, Luo Ziming felt that he was getting more and more trouble. If he asked the old man to continue talking, even if he caught them, he might leak the news. At that time, the superiors would blame him, but he really couldn't afford it.
Walk!
Luo Ziming glanced around coldly and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, don't talk too much with this old man."
Who would have thought that as soon as Luo Ziming moved, he felt a twitching all over his body for no reason. Ten men in black around him suddenly fell to the ground, and several of them even bleeding from their seven orifices on the spot!
"No, the demon is sending poison gas, please be careful." Luo Ziming said in surprise, while secretly winning the poison with luck.
A cold light flashed in Taoist Master Chuchen's eyes and appeared behind a man in black. He waved his hand and flew out and headed straight for the vest of the man in black.
The man in black felt that the situation was not good, so he instinctively slashed out with a sword to block the attack behind him.
"It's not a good thing that he is a martial master. He has such a reaction when he is poisoned. Unfortunately, your opponent is me." Taoist Master Chuchen said and shot out a palm.
The man in black quickly turned around and used his sword to block the opponent's attack. Unexpectedly, a sharp palm energy actually spread into his body through his sword
With a "puff--" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the man in black. He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground without moving.
Looking at the man in black who was lying on the ground, Taoist Chuchen didn't smile at all, because he didn't have time to be happy. He had to deal with the enemy before they could force out poison gas.
A series of whistling sounded, and in the courtyard of the ruined temple, swords and swords were suddenly seen. In a short while, Taoist Master Chuchen killed three people, but a faint blood mark was left on his right shoulder.
Looking at the remaining five men in black, Taoist Master Chuchen knew that they had forced out the poisonous gas from their bodies so quickly. It was no loss for the Song family army who had experienced many battles.
The melee ended, and six people in the yard were quietly confronting each other. Everyone was waiting for the opportunity to win the opponent as soon as they took action.
With a "cang" sound, Luo Ziming's precious sword was unsheathed and slashed at Taoist Master Chuchen in the center with a knife. "Everyone goes together, it doesn't matter if you die!"