In the open space at the end of the road, two horses were grazing slowly, but the people on the horses were nowhere to be seen.
"I just saw them coming in." Several men in black holding long swords followed in, but they could not find Zhan Qingcheng and Yu Jingfeng.
The man in black walking behind them had a cold look in his eyes. Just a few steps in, his expression suddenly changed and he immediately backed away.
But, it's too late.
Yu Jingfeng stood not far behind them, blocking the retreat of several people.
"Who are you? How dare you follow my master!" With a swipe sound, Yu Jingfeng pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed the tip of the sword at the leader of the men in black.
The man in black turned around and saw Zhan Qingcheng standing on the other side of the road. There was a woman standing in front of him. Wasn't it Feng Jiu'er who had dinner with them just now, or someone else?
Damn it, I fell into a trap!
The leader of the men in black suddenly shouted loudly, and the men in black immediately rushed towards Yu Jingfeng. Then, he himself suddenly turned around and rushed towards Feng Jiu'er and Zhan Qingcheng.
He took something unknown in his hand and scattered it in the air. A layer of colorless and odorless powder was almost invisible to the naked eye under the sun.
Jiu'er felt it, and Zhan Qingcheng naturally saw it directly.
The two of them waved their sleeves at the same time, and Zhan Qingcheng gave a casual palm, and the powder immediately bounced back towards the leader in black.
The leader in black was unhurried and unprepared for the poisonous powder.
The powder fell on the ground, and the weeds on the ground slowly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye!
It is so poisonous that not even a blade of grass can grow!
"Uncle Nine Emperors, hold your breath." Feng Jiuer turned her wrist and with a swipe sound, there was already a knife in her hand.
She was like a swallow, and she landed in front of the leader in black in a blink of an eye. The silver light flashed under the sun, and the cold air hit the leader in black's heart.
His skills and skills have greatly improved. Compared with a few days ago, he seems to have reached a new level.
Zhan Qingcheng's eyes were locked on Feng Jiu'er. Although he had noticed a long time ago that this girl was talented and intelligent and a martial arts prodigy, her rapid progress was a bit strange.
Could it be that there is some master guiding me behind the scenes?
However, the sword in his hand is too ordinary. If his skill had not improved by leaps and bounds, it would still be difficult to defeat the enemy with just such an ordinary short sword.
The leader in black did not expect that the Ninth Prince would have so many masters around him. The most surprising thing was that this damn girl had no fear of all the poisons on his body.
She seemed to be able to see through every move he made, and she seemed to be able to see where the poison was, where he could breathe, and where he needed to hold his breath.
The black-clothed leader's martial arts skills are obviously not as good as Feng Jiu'er's. He relies on his poison, but the poison has no effect on this girl?
There was another swipe, and the short knife in Feng Jiuer's hand slashed across the chest of the leader in black.
The black-clothed leader felt a pain in his chest, and a bloodstain was suddenly cut on his chest.
The bottle in his hand accidentally flew up, fell into the air, and was about to land on Feng Jiu'er.
Not far away, Zhan Qingcheng had a button between his fingers, ready to pop out at any time.
Unexpectedly, Feng Jiuer didn't take it seriously at all, and landed a knife on the black-clothed leader's shoulder. Then he stopped his steps and stepped back quickly.
The leader in black was hit by a knife. He was so painful that he forgot to move away.
With a bang, the bottle fell to the ground and broke into pieces. A cloud of black smoke poured out of the bottle and dissipated in the blink of an eye.
After Yu Jingfeng subdued several men in black, he was about to come over when he heard Feng Jiuer loudly say: "Master Yu, step back."
Yu Jingfeng immediately stopped his steps and retreated quickly without even thinking about it.
Only a scream was heard, and the leader in black fell to the ground, moaning continuously.
He was not afraid of the poison at first, after all, it was something he refined himself, but he didn't expect that because he was stabbed in the chest and shoulder, after the wounds were made, the poison mixed with the blood, and the toxicity suddenly increased dozens of times.
Even though he had been dealing with poisons for many years and had even taken the antidote before coming here, he was unable to withstand the poison. He vomited black blood and his body was shaking.
It can be seen how powerful this poison is.
Zhan Qingcheng came over slowly, and Feng Jiuer immediately stretched out her hand to block him: "Uncle Nine Emperors, don't go there, the poisonous gas has not dissipated yet."
When the wind blows, the black smoke that has clearly dispersed is gradually blown away. Wherever it passes, the green grass branches and leaves wither!
Even after it was blown away by the wind, it was still so powerful. Feng Jiuer had never seen such poison!
Yu Jingfeng took a few steps back, and sure enough he saw the men in black who had been subdued by him and fell to the ground. They trembled for a while and then stopped moving.
It seems that he was also poisoned by the poisonous smoke. Damn it! No one survived!
The leader in black who fell at the front was still trembling. Yu Jingfeng was afraid that he would die, so he wanted to go over immediately.
Feng Jiuer said: "Don't go, let me come!"
Her body is very strange. Even if ordinary poisons are harmful to her, they only last for a short time and the effects will disappear soon.
Before Yu Jingfeng had time to react, Feng Jiuer had already stepped forward and was about to pass.
His wrist suddenly tightened, and he was immediately pulled back.
"Uncle Nine Emperors," Jiu'er didn't stand still and ran directly into his arms. The scene was a bit embarrassing.
She frowned with a hint of displeasure: "Uncle Nine Emperors, I'm not afraid of poison."
Really, in such a serious occasion, this guy actually created such an ambiguous atmosphere, is it really good?
After such a delay, the black-clothed leader who fell to the ground trembled violently and didn't move at all.
If you get closer, you can see black blood flowing from his seven holes, and he is clearly dead.
Jiu'er was a little scared. This man's poisoning techniques were definitely not bad. Fortunately, he had allowed the mute slave to return to Feng Mansion first. Otherwise, he might have hurt the mute slave.
"Wait, take the antidote first." Jiu'er took out three antidotes from the bag she carried with her and threw one to Yu Jingfeng. She then threw one into her own mouth and then looked back at Zhan Qingcheng.
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She held the antidote on her fingertips and put it in front of him.
Zhan Qingcheng did not take it, but directly lowered his head and took the antidote in his mouth.
Uncle Jiuhuang was used to being served by others. In fact, it was okay. It was just that this guy took the antidote and took the antidote. Why did his thin lips sweep over her fingertips?
It was numb and numb, causing her... to have an inexplicable heart palpitations.
Feng Jiuer's face was slightly red, and she did not dare to look directly into Zhan Qingcheng's burning eyes. She immediately turned her face away and looked at the surrounding air to hide her embarrassment.
Who would have expected that after her finger was touched by the Nine Emperors Uncle's thin lips, she would feel like an electric shock, and even her heart seemed to tremble.
Didn’t you say that you don’t have any special relationship with Uncle Nine Emperors? Why do you feel a throbbing feeling in your heart every time you come into contact with him?
