At the beginning, the empress will be the queen and eat soft rice to open the blind box

The expression on Changsun Yuan's face was not fake, he was already very careful to guard against Yue Zhi and Xiao Jifeng, and for some reason, he still followed his lead.

Yue Zhi straightened his waist and threw a green jade bottle in his left hand.

Changsun Yuan raised his hand to catch it.

Immediately afterwards, his face turned extremely pale, because he realized that raising his hand to catch it was only his brain giving instructions, but his hands and feet no longer obeyed the instructions.

Changsun Yuan watched helplessly as the jade bottle hit his nose bone.

He couldn't help his eyes sore, tears streaming down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect the effect to be so fast, but then again, the Sad Crisp Breeze developed by Changsun Guoshi is really good.

I heard that it is effective for all monks below the Martial Saint Realm. I couldn't help but try it today, and it really is. It's really not a fake medicine. "

As Yue Zhi said, he purposely stretched out two thumbs in order to emphasize his tone.

"This quality is amazing!"

Resisting the urge to cry, Changsun Yuan asked word by word,
"You-how-how-didn't-be-poisoned?"

"It's amazing. As expected of Master Changsun, he didn't fall down after being poisoned. I admire him, but when it comes to not being poisoned..."

Yue Zhi raised his right hand, with a small black jade bottle in his palm.

He stretched out his right hand and rubbed his nose,
"...It's because I didn't get poisoned because I used the antidote beforehand!"

Changsun Yuan suddenly realized that when Yue Zhi spoke just now, he did rub his nose inadvertently.

I thought it was a habitual action of his helplessness, but I didn't expect that it was his action to cover up his sniffing and inhaling antidote.

In this way, it is easy to explain the redness of his eye circles, which was smoked by the pungent and pungent antidote.

But this sad and crisp breeze is the secret of Xiliang Chasing Wind Hall, how did Yue Zhi get it?
As if seeing his doubts, Yue Zhi took the initiative to say,
"This sad and crisp breeze was given to the girl from the Situ family of the Bounty Guild in Ningnan City by Xu Qin, the Iron Banner Fragrance Master of the Xiliang Chasing Wind Hall.
He would never have thought that the last person to be used would be you, the Xiliang Imperial Teacher. "

In Changsun Yuan's heart, he wished that this Xu Qin could be crushed to ashes, and he would be defeated again and again.

If it wasn't for his reasons, how could he be turned over by Yue Zhi under such a good situation.

It's a pity that Xu Qin had already died in the Tianhu Ancestral Temple in Changfeng Forest Pearl City. Even if he wanted to find someone to settle accounts, he couldn't find anyone.

No wonder that bastard Yue Zhi dragged his injured leg and had to walk half a circle before walking behind him.

It turned out that he was afraid that the amount of medicine I inhaled would not be enough, so he would rather trouble.

This horse-riding bastard is worse than Lao Tzu.

Changsun Yuan figured out all the joints, but found that he had nothing to do now.

Yue Zhi cautiously sent the antidote into the system space, who knows when it will be used, so keep it ready.

With a victorious smile on his face,

"Changsun Guoshi, the quality of the medicine you make in Xiliang is really good. There are no counterfeit or shoddy products at all. If you say it can poison a martial sage, it will poison a martial sage. It is really a must-have artifact for traveling at home and killing people."

Changsun Yuan's hands and feet were sore and weak, but his mind was spinning rapidly. He had to come up with a way to solve the predicament in front of him, otherwise today's more than 100 catties would be destined to fall here.

Before he, the number one wise man in Xiliang, could come up with a solution, the mountain wall Xiao Jifeng was leaning on squirmed a bit.
A low and hoarse voice like thunder said, "Wonderful, it's really exciting. I haven't seen such a wonderful story for many years. Wuna boy, there is good wine. Such a wonderful story, if there is no good wine, wouldn't it be too rare?" How much flavor is it?"

At the foot of Tongtian Peak, at the head of Youzhou City.

The explosive packs brought by Yue Zhi had already been used up, and Xiliang soldiers were still attacking the west city of Youzhou one after another.

There were even several times when burly warriors wielding sharp scimitars had killed the city of Youzhou.

Han Li led the only remaining 3 people under his command, and killed them back without hesitation, regaining control of the city wall.

When it was almost dark, the Xiliang people's offensive slowed down, and Han Li took the opportunity to arrange for the soldiers to take turns eating.

The battle has progressed to the present, and both sides have become red-eyed.

Han Li originally had a full staff of 20 Youzhou troops, but now there are only 3 left.

There were thick corpses all over the city and the city, and the soldiers had no time to collect the remains of their comrades before they had to re-enter the fight with the enemy.

Xiliang people are not feeling well either.

Since the start of the war, more than 25 Xiliang soldiers have fallen on this land forever.

This Xiliang invasion was more well-prepared than the Dayue Empire.

They mobilized troops from all over the country, and nearly 80 troops rushed to Youzhou City at one time.

Changsun Yuan has already made plans to burn the boat.

However, more than a quarter of the battle damage ratio still made General Jayir Abdullah so distressed.

But thinking of the death order given by the national teacher, no matter what the cost, you must take Youzhou City today.

Jail Abdullah gritted his teeth fiercely,
"Seventh Corps, start attacking!"

Like the death knell at a funeral, the ox horn in the Xiliang array rang again.

A reserve team of 2 people was sent out again by Jair Abdullah.

At the head of Youzhou city, Han Li, whose face was covered with blood, sat in a daze under the crenel. He didn't know if he could withstand the Xiliang attack.

The corpse of a Dayue soldier who had been shot in the chest was lying on his back in front of Han Li.

The soldier's eyes were wide open, as if he was still roaring angrily before he died.

Han Li knew this soldier, to be precise, he knew almost every soldier under his command.

This soldier was newly enlisted last fall, and his name was Liu Er. Because he always talked badly, his comrades nicknamed him Broken Zui Liu Er.

Han Li slowly stretched out his hand and wiped Liu Er's wide-open eyes.

He didn't want his brother to die with peace.

The strange thing is that no matter how hard Han Li tried, Liu Er's eyes were still wide open, and the anger in his eyes was still clearly discernible.

Han Li felt sour in his heart, and said silently,

"Brother, are you watching us defeat the Xiliang people with your own eyes? Don't worry, I won't let you go on the road with regrets!"

The lieutenant next to him handed over two steamed buns, "General, eat something. Only when you are full can you avenge your brothers and kill all these sons of bitches from Xiliang."

With tears in his eyes, Han Li took a big bite of a steamed bun and swallowed it.
"Don't insult the dog, Xiliang people are not worthy to be its son."

This sentence, which was said when the two countries scolded each other at the beginning, has now become the mantra of the Youzhou defenders.

A smile appeared on the lieutenant general's face, "Yes, Xiliang people are not worthy of being the sons of dogs."

A soldier in charge of looking out said urgently, "General, the people from Xiliang are coming up again!"

Han Li stuffed the steamed buns into his mouth in two mouthfuls, "It's just right, fuck it, you son of a bitch!"