The Dark and Foolish King: The Fierce and Crazy Concubine Has Infinite Strength

Seeing this scene, Lu Xiuyuan and others outside the cave were terrified. Seeing that the child who had taken the medicine would not survive, they finally could not hold back any longer, and they all jumped out from their hiding places and ran into the cave.

More than half of the children did not take their medicine, and they could not bear to watch them die.

Yue Xiangsong was surprised to see the person coming and asked hurriedly, "Who is it?"

"The person who wants your life!"

Everyone was so enraged by the miserable condition of the children that they rushed in and started fighting with them without saying a word.

At a glance from Yue Xiangsong, the five or six young men immediately put down the porcelain bottles in their hands and started fighting with the crowd.

The rage of Lu Xiuyuan and his companions was at its maximum. Every move they made was extremely fierce and was aimed directly at taking the lives of these beasts.

Bai Yu seemed to be furious. He cursed at Yue Xiangsong while fighting with the boys, "You old beast, you have lost all conscience. We are here to kill you on the orders of Village Master Bai Ziweng! Why don't you die quickly!"

"Bai Ziweng?"

Yue Xiangsong narrowed his eyes when he heard the voice, and a terrifying murderous intent flashed in his originally calm eyes.

Since he is Bai Ziweng's subordinate, don't blame him for being rude!

Lu Xiuyuan and his companions were already highly skilled in martial arts, and with their overwhelming anger, the young men were no match at all. After a short while, they were all knocked to the ground, struggling and unable to stand up.

"You beast! Die!"

Lu Xiuyuan shouted angrily, his eyes red as he swung his fist, attacking Yue Xiangsong's face like a flying horse or a meteor.

Yue Xiangsong's face was gloomy. He turned his body to avoid his fist and did not fight back. Instead, he grabbed the corner of his black cloak with his big hand and swung it upwards, making a rustling sound.

Next, they saw several moths as big as children's palms appear under his cloak, flapping their wings and flying towards them.

There are eight moths in total, all snow-white. They look similar to ordinary moths, but their bodies are abnormally large, several times larger than ordinary moths.

Lu Xiuyuan was shocked and stepped back quickly.

"Everyone be careful, these moths are weird, don't let them touch you!"

Several people were on edge, huddled together and vigilantly stared at the moths coming, ready to chop them to death at any time.

However, unexpectedly, the moth did not attack them, but instead flapped its wings continuously above their heads.

At this moment, Lu Xiuyuan suddenly discovered something was wrong. With the help of candlelight, he saw bursts of white powder emanating from the moths, which then spread around them with the flapping of their wings.

not good!

He was horrified and said hurriedly, "Everyone hold your breath! They are spreading poison powder!"

Upon hearing the sound, the other few people held their breath and concentrated, but they were still a step too late. Within a few seconds, they felt dizzy and the head was spinning. Then their vision went black and they all fell heavily to the ground.

The knocked-down youths struggled to stand up from the ground, covering their painful parts and asked Yue Xiangsong, "Village leader, you have good tactics, what should we do with these people?"

Yue Xiangsong glanced at the people lying on the ground, waved his hand, called Fei Moth back into his cloak, turned around and continued to work on picking up the medicine bottle.

"Finish the work first, and then deal with them later."

Lu Xiuyuan had been holding his breath for a long time, and his internal strength was high, so he did not faint completely after being bewitched by the moth. He lay on the ground and tried his best to open his eyes a crack, but he could only watch Yue Xiangsong and others pour poison into all the children.

Then, the children struggled, convulsed, and finally bled from all their orifices, with their life or death unknown.

At this moment, he hated his uselessness.

He knew that this scene would become an indelible nightmare in his life.

"There will be one last time tomorrow night, and then these poor children will be freed."

Yue Xiangsong's voice faintly reached Lu Xiuyuan's ears. His heart tightened, realizing that the children might not be dead yet, and they would kill them tomorrow.

This means that as long as he can survive this disaster, he will still have a chance to save those children.

Thinking of this, hope grew in his heart, and his body was stretched to its limit at this moment. Finally, he could no longer hold on and slowly closed his eyes.

After finishing their work, several young men stepped forward and kicked Zhu Li's heavy body, and asked Xiang Yue and Xiang Song again, "Village leader, they..."

"kill!"

Yue Xiangsong said without hesitation, his sinister eyes like a cold poisonous snake.

Anyone related to Bai Ziweng will be killed if he sees one!

The young man was fully aware of the grudge between the Black and White Camps. He did not ask any more questions, but squatted down and was about to attack Lu Xiuyuan and his men, wanting to kill them.

"Wait!"

Just when a young man raised a dagger to chop off Xiong Fei's head, Yue Xiangsong suddenly spoke up to stop him.

He walked forward with a candle in his hand, shining it back and forth at the people on the ground several times, frowning and muttering, "The clothes these people are wearing... are not Miao costumes, but seem to be from the Central Plains."

"What's so strange about this? That old fox Bai Ziweng can't beat us with his witchcraft, so it makes sense that he asks a few people from the Central Plains to come and cause trouble for us." A young man spoke up.

Yue Xiangsong shook his head, bent down and looked at them carefully, and said, "No, these people are dressed in luxurious and bright clothes, and the accessories they wear seem to be priceless treasures. They must be wealthy or powerful people in the Central Plains. How could they be manipulated by Bai Ziweng, the chief of a Miao village?"

After he said this, several young men also realized that something was wrong, and several pairs of eyes scanned Lu Xiuyuan and others. "The village leader's analysis is that they do not look like ordinary people."

"Then what should we do? Should we continue to kill him?"

Yue Xiangsong rolled his eyes and considered for a while, then ordered: "We don't know their identities and purpose, so we should not act rashly to avoid getting into trouble. Bring them all to the village and lock them up. We will make a decision after we finish our business."

"Yes." The young men agreed, and hurriedly lifted Lu Xiuyuan and others and carried them to the village.

Several people were awakened by the loud crowing of roosters. When they woke up, they found themselves in an abandoned room. The doors and windows were locked and there was nothing in the house.

The bright sunlight shone into the house through the gaps in the doors and windows, reminding them that it was a very good day today.

But no matter how good the weather was, it could not warm the cold hearts of these people. They knew that the Black Miao were dangerous, but they still underestimated the danger of the Miaojiang witchcraft.

As soon as the battle started yesterday, the leader of the Black Miao village knocked them all down with a few moths that spread poison powder. They didn't realize they were ambushed until the moment they fainted.

The poison at the border was not resolved, the children could not be saved, and his entire army was wiped out. He was caught and imprisoned in this small, dilapidated house.

Several people felt a strong sense of frustration. None of them spoke. They sat on the ground in a crooked position, with gloomy faces.