The next moment, Nangong Ling's graceful figure slowly disappeared, leaving nothing in front of her.
It's an illusion!
Li Chen was startled and took two steps back while looking around, trying to find Nangong Ling.
Unexpectedly, a faint fragrance suddenly wafted from my nose.
As sweet as gardenias!
The moment he inhaled the aroma, Li Chen felt chest tightness and nausea, his energy and blood surged, and he almost opened his mouth and vomited.
No good, poisonous!
His face changed drastically, his feet suddenly touched the ground, and he rose into the air, flying backwards like a big bird. He opened his right hand, and dozens of round pills appeared in the palm of his hand, which he aimed towards his mouth without hesitation.
Reese goes.
As a master of poison, it was undoubtedly a great shame and humiliation for him to be poisoned instead of poisoning someone.
However, at this moment, Li Chen could no longer care about so much.
When he landed, his body swayed and his feet stumbled. He quickly sat down cross-legged, his eyes closed tightly, and the energy in his body was running wildly, fighting to the death with the toxins in his body.
A few dozen feet away from the southeast corner, Nangong Ling's graceful figure slowly emerged.
She just quietly watched Li Chen sit cross-legged to remove toxins, smiling and saying nothing, as if she had no intention of stepping forward to stop him.
"boom!"
Ten breaths later, Li Chen suddenly trembled, and a cloud of pink smoke spurted out from his body and surged in all directions.
At this time, he was only a few feet away from Zuo Buliu and Nong Hanwu, and the poisonous smoke that was forced out of his body went straight towards the two of them with lightning speed.
Seeing the poisonous smoke approaching, Zuo Buliu's heart was beating wildly, and a strong sense of crisis surged up. Every cell in his body seemed to be shouting and roaring, and his attention soared to the extreme at this moment.
"Snapped!"
Driven by instinct, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed Nong Hanwu's arm, and with a flash of his body, he immediately appeared a hundred feet away, narrowly escaping the poisonous smoke.
When he reappeared, he was breathing heavily, his body was soaked with sweat, and his fat body was shaking from side to side, as if all his strength had been exhausted.
Being poisoned does not mean death.
For example, Li Chen relied on superb methods to successfully eliminate toxins from his body.
With such a poison master by his side, it is said that even if he inhales poisonous smoke, his life will not be in danger.
But Zuo Buliu never allowed himself to be poisoned.
Just because detoxification takes time, and with a terrifying person like Nangong Ling present, even just a few breaths are enough to make him irreversible.
"Brother Zuo responded so quickly."
See him evade
Nangong Ling was not disappointed by the poisonous smoke. Instead, he clapped his hands and applauded, "Chaos Guardian is well-deserved!"
Zuo Buliu stared at her straightly, with a gloomy expression on his face, his fingers tightly clenched into fists, and his arms trembling constantly, as if he was planning to launch a thunderous strike at any moment.
But time flew by minute by second, but he still stood there and didn't really make a move.
"The Chaos Guards have such a great reputation."
Nong Hanwu watched coldly for a long time, then suddenly sarcastically said, "I didn't expect that I would be so frightened by a woman. I am afraid that you will lose all the face of the royal court."
"What do you have in mind?"
Zuo Buliu glanced at him sideways and said coldly.
"If I were you, I wouldn't be able to swallow this breath no matter what."
Nong Hanwu sneered and said, "If you suffer a loss, of course you can get it back with your own ability."
"This woman is not only scheming, cunning as a fox, but also has superb illusion skills."
Zuo Buliu spoke, but he didn't dare to move his eyes away from Nangong Ling for a moment, even though he knew that the woman in front of him was probably just an illusion, "Zuo wanted to take action, but he couldn't lock her position for a moment."
"Fat man."
Nong Hanwu's eyes flashed with light, and he suddenly waved to him, "Come closer."
"what you up to?"
Zuo Buliu did not act as he was told, but looked at him warily.
"What are you afraid of? Will this young master eat you again?"
Nong Hanwu frowned and said impatiently, "Come here, I have something to tell you."
"You'd better not play any tricks."
Zuo Buliu hesitated for a moment, but finally came closer reluctantly, "Otherwise, don't blame Zuo..."
Before he could finish speaking, Nong Hanwu had already approached him and whispered a few words in his ear.
"really?"
Zuo Buliu was doubtful.
"That's all."
Nong Hanwu rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Believe it or not!"
"You didn't even notice that your cronies were transferred."
Zuo Buliu retorted coldly, "Do you still expect Zuo to believe it easily..."
In the middle of his words, his figure suddenly disappeared from the place without any warning.
The next moment, Fatty appeared inexplicably among dozens of people.
Ten feet away, at a speed faster than teleportation, the five fingers of his right hand bent, and a stream of bright white spiritual power threads shot out from the fingertips, hitting the air in front of him fiercely.
"Puff puff!"
Along with the crisp sound, an exquisite pink figure suddenly appeared in the originally empty place.
It’s actually Nangong Ling!
At this time, she frowned, her face was pale, and her pretty face was full of incredible color. Every vital part of her body was pierced by spiritual threads, and blood gushed out from the wounds, dyeing her pink dress a deep color.
red.
Zuo Buliu, who was fighting with Nong Hanwu just a moment ago, managed to lock Nangong Ling's position and unexpectedly gave her a fatal blow.
The moment he was severely injured by the spiritual power thread, the figure of "Nangong Ling" in the distance gradually faded and soon disappeared completely.
"you……"
There was a long line of blood hanging from the corner of Nangong Ling's mouth, and he asked with difficulty, "How did you find me?"
"The person who found you was not Zuo."
Facing this terrifying woman, Zuo Buliu didn't dare to be careless at all. He raised his left hand suddenly and shot out several spiritual threads, piercing her fiercely again, "It's the Second Young Master Nong."
"This waste?"
Nangong Ling's delicate body trembled, her face became increasingly ugly, and a blood arrow shot out from her mouth. She turned to look at Nong Hanwu, her golden eyes filled with disbelief, "Why?"
"Do you know what this is?"
Being called "waste" by her, Nong Hanwu was not angry. Instead, he raised his right arm and slowly stretched out his index finger.
Nangong Ling looked closely and saw a small cut on the top of his index finger, which was already stained red with blood.
"Could it be..."
Her eyes flashed and she asked in a weak voice, "Some kind of secret peasant technique powered by blood essence?"
"You might as well look at the chessboard in your hand again." Nong Hanwu smiled and shook his head.
Nangong Ling lowered his head with difficulty and glanced at the Youhuang chessboard in his hand. Suddenly his eyes froze, and his expression gradually became weird.
I saw a faint bloodstain in the lower left corner of the chessboard, which mostly overlapped a horizontal line, so it didn't look conspicuous.
"This is……"
Nangong Ling raised his head again and stared at Nong Hanwu's handsome face, "Your blood?"
"good."
A trace of joy flashed in Nong Han's eyes, "The moment I got the chessboard, I dripped my own essence and blood on it. It was originally to let the artifact recognize its owner, although it took too long.
Short, not yet successful, but unexpectedly gained the ability to sense the chessboard."
"so……"
Nangong Ling suddenly realized, "You found my position through the chessboard?"
"Exactly."
Nong Hanwu laughed and said, "As long as you still hold the chessboard in your hand, I will easily find you no matter where you hide. The so-called wonderful illusion is nothing but a joke in front of this young master."
"Idiot, what the Royal Court can give you can be given to you by the shore of Tutu."
Nangong Ling looked at him with an angry look, "Besides, the peasant family has been hostile to Wang Ting for so long. What good will it do to you to help Zuo Buliu deal with me?"
"I'm happy."
Nong Hanwu's face suddenly darkened, and his expression became extremely ferocious, "This is the price you pay for killing the Night Fury."
"I see."
Nangong Ling nodded, as if he had some realization, "Is it because of the Night Fury?"
"This is human nature."
Zuo Buliu shook his index fingers together, and more and more violent energy poured into Nangong Ling's body along the spiritual threads, "You claim to be clever and resourceful, but you still missed the power of hatred."
"Is it?"
Nangong Ling vomited blood again, and the light in his eyes finally faded away. As his delicate body fell, he suddenly said, "But is it really me who killed the Night Fury?"
"thump!"
Her delicate body fell heavily to the ground with a crisp sound, and then she became motionless, and she no longer felt a trace of life in her body.
"Bitch, you deserve it!"
Nong Hanwu felt his heart was very happy. He looked at Nangong Ling's body and laughed loudly, "This is the consequences of offending this young master..."
The conversation stopped abruptly midway through.
The moment he saw the body clearly, his face suddenly turned pale, and his expression was indescribably wonderful, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
Lying on the ground was actually not Nangong Ling, but a man wearing black tights.
Night Fury!
"Huh?"
Zuo Buliu couldn't help being surprised. He instinctively dodged and appeared next to the corpse in an instant. He struck out his cheeks like lightning.
After repeatedly confirming that the identity of the deceased was not Nangong Ling, he was astonished, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he decisively reached out to grab the Youhuang chessboard in Ye Sha's hand.
"Snapped!"
Unexpectedly, before he touched the chessboard, a white jade-like catkin suddenly emerged from the thorns and grabbed his round wrist.