Xiaolian thought about it and felt that what Uncle Yuan said made sense.
Although she knew that Chen Xuan was probably not an ordinary person, after all, he was poisoned and there would definitely be no threat tonight. She immediately waved her hand and asked two people to carry Chen Xuan to the corner of a mud house and lean against him.
Chen Xuan didn't resist at all. The toxins in his body were still raging. Although it was temporarily suppressed, it was impossible to detoxify in a short time, so he didn't plan to take action yet.
The night in the mountain village is much darker than that in the city.
At about eight o'clock in the evening, everything in the village was pitch dark, and no one could be seen and no roads could be seen.
Xiaolian's people brought kerosene lamps, candles and other lighting items to the center of the village, so that it didn't look so dark.
Another half hour passed like this, and everyone felt footsteps coming from outside the village.
"Miss Lian, maybe someone from Baicaomen is here!" Uncle Yuan jumped up from his chair and looked towards the entrance of the village.
The poisoned Baicaomen also looked towards the entrance of the village.
Now the door owner is their only hope for rescue.
But when they thought that the poison they were poisoned was colorless and tasteless, and that even the universal antidote in the door could not be deciphered, Senior Brother Gao and others were quite desperate.
If the sect owner cannot resist this poison, then the Baicao Sect will really be destroyed.
Xiaolian's eyes looked clearer and brighter in the dark night. She could see at a glance that at least thirty or forty people had arrived at the entrance of the village.
"It must be someone from Baicaomen. Everyone is going to put out the soft tendon incense."
When Chen Xuan heard what Xiaolian said, he realized that the poison he was poisoned was called Ruanjinxiang.
I don’t know how Xiaolian made such a colorless and odorless poison, even he was hooked.
Thirty or forty people at the entrance of the village quickly walked to the center of the village. When they saw their fellow sect members sitting on stone piers or on the ground, all of them looked weak, they immediately became vigilant.
Senior Brother Gao and others wanted to remind the disciples that the air was poisonous, but Xiaolian's people had already sealed their mouths in advance, so they could only make whining sounds.
Among the thirty or forty people who walked into the village, the first person with a tall forehead and broad mouth was none other than Ye Rong, the master of Baicao Gate.
He immediately felt something was wrong with the air, and immediately ordered: "Cover your mouth and nose, don't inhale the air!"
Upon hearing this, dozens of disciples all covered their noses and mouths with their palms or sleeves. They knew that the air must be wrong, but if they kept holding their breath, how long could they last?
"Exit with me first!" Ye Rong made a decisive decision, turned around and ran away.
But as soon as he took two steps, he was stopped by Xiaolian's people.
"Master Ye, if you want to run away now, it's already too late!"
"Who are you? Why do you want to harm our Baicao Sect?" Ye Rong asked in shock and anger.
Uncle Yuan sneered: "You don't need to know who we are, just lie down for me!"
"Hmph, it's not that easy to poison me!"
Ye Rong gave an order and ordered the disciples to rush out together.
But as the disciple rushed out, he couldn't hold his breath. He immediately inhaled the incense of the soft tendons, and his limbs felt weak. They couldn't control their bodies and fell to the ground.
Only Ye Rong can still stand.
This surprised Uncle Yuan very much.
"Miss Lian, why is it that the leader of the Ye Clan is not affected by the Ruanjinxiang?"
"He is of no use if he is not affected by himself. You should arrest him quickly!" Xiao Lian appeared behind Ye Rong and said coldly.
Ye Rong turned around in surprise. When he saw Xiaolian, his mouth opened wide, as if he had seen something incredible.
"Xiaolian, it's you!"
"Yes, it's me, Ye Rong. After all these years, I can finally avenge my parents!" Xiaolian's eyes were full of hatred.
Ye Rong smiled bitterly: "Xiao Lian, the truth back then was not what you imagined at all. Please listen to my explanation..."
"Is there anything else to explain? Uncle Yuan, take him to the center of the village for me!"
After hearing Xiaolian's order, Uncle Yuan and another subordinate were about to capture Ye Rong.
But Ye Rong is not just the leader of a sect of ancient Chinese medicine.
If he didn't have any skills, how could he keep Baicaomen standing in the Qinling Mountains for so many years?
Chen Xuan, who was in the corner not far away, had long seen that Ye Rong knew martial arts, and when Ye Rong made a move, Chen Xuan was even more surprised by his aura.
Because this Ye Rong actually practices ancient martial arts!
However, Chen Xuan could tell that Ye Rong's ancient martial arts level was not very high, maybe only at the body tempering level.
But it was more than enough to deal with Xiao Lian's men.
I saw Ye Rong knocking Uncle Yuan to the ground with a backhand palm.
Xiao Lian's other men swarmed forward, but Ye Rong easily took care of them.
The Baicao sect members were very excited when they saw it: "You little bitch, you dare to look down on the strength of our sect leader, now you are finished!"
Xiaolian calmly retreated to the center of the village.
Ye Rong pursues him. He plans to capture the thief first and capture the king first. As long as he captures Xiaolian, his disciples will be safe.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he ran behind Xiaolian, he felt rapid airflow coming from both sides!
"Bullet?" Ye Rong's first reaction was that these airflows were caused by bullets cutting through the air.
He was only at the body-tempering level, so he still couldn't directly resist the bullets. As a last resort, he had to give up chasing Xiaolian and ducked back to avoid the bullets.
But Ye Rong didn't expect that these bullets came one after another. His dodge direction had already been accurately calculated by the gunman in the dark. As soon as he took a step back, more than a dozen bullets came through the air.
Ye Rong shouted low and used all his strength to protect his body.
Since he couldn't dodge all the bullets, he could only choose to avoid the vital parts, and bullets shot into his shoulders, arms, thighs, and back in an instant.
But Ye Rong didn't feel any particular pain, instead he felt sore and numb.
"Anesthetic bomb?" Ye Rong was startled, and immediately showed a wry smile.
With his special physique, he was able to resist the soft tendon incense, but he couldn't resist the ordinary anesthetic bullets.
The soreness and numbness became more and more intense, and Ye Rong couldn't even stand for a moment. He could only kneel on one knee and looked up at Xiaolian in front of him.
At this moment, the faces of Baicaomen were filled with despair.
Xiaolian turned around and said with an indifferent expression: "Ye Rong, you have today too!"
"Xiaolian, can you listen to my explanation?" Ye Rong said with a bitter smile.
"What else can you say, please?"
The overall situation has been decided, and Xiaolian is not anxious at all. She does not want to kill this enemy so quickly, but wants Ye Rong to be tortured by his conscience before he dies.
If Ye Rong didn't think he was wrong before he died, then Xiaolian felt that revenge tonight was meaningless.
"Xiao Lian, actually I didn't poison your mother back then. The poisoning was done by your fake father, the deputy sect leader of our Baicao Sect!"
Ye Rong's first words made Xiaolian change her face.
