But at this moment, something surprising happened.
Han Suen's head and neck were suddenly separated, and warm and sticky blood spurted three feet away.
Ling Luo's expression suddenly changed.
Her movement was brisk, and in an instant, she retreated ten feet away without being splashed by the scumbag's blood.
Han Suen is dead.
Who did it?
Ling Luo's eyes drifted to Ye Wan, who was still recovering from her injuries in the corner, and saw her looking at him with a smile on her face, her right hand on her knees, moving slightly.
Ling Luo swept his consciousness and discovered that Ye Wan's right hand was wrapped with an almost transparent thread, as sharp as steel, which was a perfect weapon to assassinate the enemy.
Take the enemy by surprise and attack them when they are not prepared.
Then, he was killed with one move and his head moved.
"Sister Ye?" Ling Luo was a little surprised.
Ye Wan slowly stood up, took back the transparent silk thread in her hand, and said with a gentle smile on her red lips: "Some unsavory assassination techniques made little brother Luo laugh."
The heavenly circles on Ling Luo's feet only opened for a moment. For the sake of safety, she has now returned to the shape of a man's body.
"The evil girl surnamed Han just now hid a rainstorm syringe behind her back and wanted to make a sneak attack." Ye Wan leaned down and picked up an inch-long wooden box from the ground.
The transparent silk thread was cut in half. "Sister has received some assassination training and is quite familiar with such inferior things."
Ling Luo lowered his head and looked at the hundreds of slender silver needles densely packed in the wooden box, and couldn't help but a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
She really didn't notice it just now.
If she really had a head-on fight with Han Suen, even if she was confident that she could kill him, she would inevitably be plotted by him.
"Thank you Sister Ye for helping me." Ling Luo secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thanked her.
"Brother Luo saved me first." Ye Wan said with a slight smile on her red lips, "We should help each other."
After experiencing Han Suen's death, Ling Luo gained a deeper understanding of the greed and treachery of people in the secret realm of Guixu.
Sure enough, she still wasn't aware enough.
Goodbye, in the next battle, the methods must be more fierce.
"There are centipede poisonous weeds in this stalactite palace. Let's pick them quickly to avoid other sect disciples from looking for them and causing another disturbance." Ye Wan looked a little anxious.
Ling Luo nodded, and followed Ye Wan, walking towards the high platform in the center of the stone hall. In that small flower bed, he found a small piece of centipede poisonous weed. The three-petal leaves were very small, with green leaves and purple leaves.
leaf margin.
"There are four mature centipede poisonous weeds here. Brother Luo, we have two plants each." Ye Wan was a sincere person.
Ling Luo's eyes fell on the twenty or so immature seedlings of centipede poisonous grass.
"Sister Ye, please take down these four mature ones. You did the most good in killing the Thousand-legged Poisonous Centipede. I just happened to pick up a bargain on the road. Just give me the remaining seedlings.
Already."
Ye Wan was slightly stunned and said: "How can this be done? The medicinal properties of the seedlings are too weak. Even if we take them out, the Qionghua Sect will not remember our contribution. These four centipede poisonous weeds are enough to exchange for one pill
It’s a foundation building pill.”
"It's best if we don't take credit for our achievements." Ling Luo smiled lightly and said, "In this way, I can bring this seedling out of the secret realm of Guixu in an open and honest manner without having to hand it over."