General, Madam Called You To Farm

The old man was already very careful. After all, when he heard this guy say that he refined poison, the old man guessed that he was a master of poison, and naturally he was preventing him from poisoning himself.

However, this guy didn't shoot at all, how did he get poisoned?

Ha ha ha ha……

The black-robed pharmacist leaned forward and backward with a smile, Are you wondering, when did I poison you? I don't blame you for being oversighted. You Da Zhou's poison masters are really incompetent.

The old man frowned.

You guys big week?

He is not from Da Zhou!

Has the hand of the White Lotus Sect stretched so long?

That's right, they've all reached into the palace. What's wrong with getting a few masters from other countries?

The black-robed pharmacist smiled and said, The grass planted on the ground is originally non-toxic, and the flowers on the trees are also non-toxic, but if they are mixed together and people inhale, it will induce the effect of numbing and boiling.

The old man suddenly realized.

From the moment he got close to the other party, he was already poisoned.

He has only seen such poisonous methods in his life.

The black-robed pharmacist smiled arrogantly: I will save your life...Try my poison slowly.

The old marquis snorted coldly: Just a little poison, who do you really think you can trap?

After all, he sank into his dantian, and a powerful internal force rushed into the limbs and bones, accompanied by the dense tingling pain in the muscles and veins, the paralyzed body regained consciousness in an instant.

His long sword cut off the branch where the black-robed pharmacist was.

The black-robed pharmacist avoided it in the air and landed on another big tree.

He glanced at the old marquis in a bit of surprise: Huh? Can you still move? It seems that it is more resistant to poison than I thought, and it is an excellent poison body. I suddenly don't feel sorry for the poison that ran away. It will definitely create a more perfect poison.

He curled his lips sullenly, and let out a jeering laughter, echoing in the silent forest, making one's bones creepy.

Wei Ting and Xiu Nu fought hard. Xiu Nu was a dead man. He used the method of shortening his lifespan to improve his skills. He was a very difficult opponent.

In addition, his age is there, and he has practiced martial arts for ten years more than Wei Ting, and the two are not at the same level at all.

In exchange for anyone else, he has long since become the soul of Xiu Nu's sword.

Xiu Nu was also very surprised that Wei Ting was able to hold on to the present unscathed.

Who are you? Xiu Nu asked.

Wei Ting said coldly, The one who wants your life.

Xiu Nu slightly tilted his head to look at Wei Ting, a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes: You make me feel familiar.

Really? It's a pity that I don't know you well!

Wei Ting slashed and slashed.

Xiu Nu was distracted just now, and he was actually hurt by him. Although it was only a small wound on his shoulder, it still attracted Xiu Nu's attention.

In Da Zhou, you were the first person to hurt me, and I'm going to get serious.

Xiu Nu's murderous aura suddenly soared, the grass and dust on the ground rose without wind, and the empty forest seemed to be reduced to an Asura field in an instant.

Wei Ting clenched the long sword in his hand.

This man named Xiu Nu was even more troublesome than he imagined.

The old marquis just walked too fast, he didn't have time to hand over the detoxification pills to the old marquis, and he didn't know if the old marquis was poisoned.

But don't make an accident, otherwise he will not be able to explain to the little fat peacock.

The old marquis has not had an accident for the time being, but with the repeated moves, the toxicity in the body is becoming more and more uncontrollable.

He has to get out of here as soon as possible, otherwise he will only inhale more poisonous gas.

As he fought, he moved forward.

The black-robed pharmacist smiled and said: It's useless, you have already inhaled poisonous gas, without my antidote, you will eventually develop poisonous hair. I advise you to stop quickly, so that the attack can be slower and less painful. .

Stop talking nonsense, take your life!

The old marquis stomped on the body of the tree with one foot, and with a vertical stroke, he was like a flying dragon, and attacked the black-robed pharmacist on the branch with the might of thunder.

The black-robed pharmacist thought thoughtfully: It has been so fierce for so long? Did I put a fake poison?

In fact, the old marquis can't hold it anymore, but he can't reveal his secrets in front of the other party.

A Xiu slave is already very difficult, this person is no less dangerous than Xiu slave, he must solve him, otherwise there will be endless troubles!

The old Marquis gathered his strength and used his last move, but at this moment, the poison in his body finally broke out completely. He felt a pain in his chest, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and knelt on one knee on the ground.

He supported his gradually paralyzed body with his long sword, and his consciousness began to sag a little.

The black-robed pharmacist smiled relievedly: I'll just say, how could my poison fail? Marquis Zhenbei, you can carry it up to now, it really impresses me. Don't worry, I will give you more when I refine you into poison. You have some medicine to ease your pain.

You're insane—

Before he could finish his thoughts, the old man vomited blood again, leaned forward, and fell on the cold grass.

Wei Ting on the other side moved his ears, his eyes sank, and he was about to find the old marquis.

Xiu Nu didn't give him any chance and flew down to stop him.

The black-robed pharmacist walked towards the old marquis step by step.

The old man struggled several times to get up, but he didn't even have the strength to hold the sword.

The black-robed pharmacist stopped in front of him and looked at him condescendingly, his lips curled into an icy arc: Don't struggle, it's useless, wait for me to take you down first, and then go catch Qin Canglan alive. I really want to know. , If the most powerful master in Da Zhou becomes a poison in my hands, what will he become? Wu Anjun is also a good candidate, but unfortunately he died.

The old man stared at him like a torch.

He squeezed out a hidden weapon and was about to shoot it at the old marquis.

It was too late, but the old man, who had lost his strength, suddenly pulled out the dagger in his military boot with his left hand and stabbed it at his right foot.

The black-robed pharmacist's expression changed, and he quickly put his feet away.

Fortunately, the dagger just pierced through his shoes.

The old man took the opportunity to grab his feet and slumped him to the ground.

The black-robed pharmacist did not expect that the old man would still have strength.

He was provoked, when the old man rushed towards him, his fingertips moved, and a vulture fluttered and pecked at the old man's eyes!

call out!

An icy arrow shot from the sky, and the vulture that was about to blind the old man was shot flying.

The black-robed pharmacist's eyes sank, and he slapped the old marquis away with a palm, and stood up neatly.

He looked around vigilantly: Who?

There was no answer in the dark.

But when he looked at the vulture whose head was shot through the tree and hung on the tree, he knew in his heart that such archery skills were by no means an ordinary person.

Is it General Leng?

he asked quietly.

Leng Tiannan is in charge of the Shengong Camp, and his archery skills are unmatched in the entire Great Zhou except for the late Wu Anjun.

Don't forget, your son is still in our hands. I advise you not to act rashly.

After threatening in a cold voice, the black-robed pharmacist tried to walk towards the old man.

But just after taking half a step, three arrows flew towards him and slammed into his feet!

It's now.

He could see where the arrow came from!

He pulled out the bow and crossbow behind him with his backhand. This is the God-breaking crossbow of the Western Jin Dynasty. It is faster and stronger than the arrows that pull the bow!

He shot at him mercilessly.

Boom!

Something huge fell to the ground.

Shot!

He smiled coldly, put away the crossbow, and raised his hand to grab the old man on the ground.

At this moment, something incredible happened.

In the depths of the night, another icy arrow was shot, and it shot straight through the hand he used to touch the old marquis!

The pain contorted his face, and he grabbed the wrist of his right hand and looked away in disbelief.

I saw a blue-clothed girl with a long bow in her hand, like a ghost girl in the forest, stepping on the moon with a cold look.

The girl drew her bow and arrow and aimed at his head.

Little handsome turned over today? Is it worth a domineering monthly pass?