There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 248

At this time, fireflies danced in the whole valley, and those big black dogs were still sleeping soundly in the grass.

There was a cool breeze in the middle of the night, and the bright moon was hanging high. In front of Huo Ying, several people were stumbling around.

The girl stood in the grass, and when she said those words, she remained motionless, only the countless lights and shadows of fireflies fluttering around her, and at some point, with the battlefield as the center, there was a line almost every ten feet. The incense burns faintly with a dark red flame, and quietly reveals its fragrance to the outside.

"You!" Taoist Qingyun realized at this time that the true qi in his body was completely out of control, and his muscles began to gradually go on strike, so that he couldn't even stand up.

And the poison Huo Ying used this time seems to have nothing to do with her cultivation, or in other words, the stronger her skill and the deeper her internal strength, the greater the impact she will suffer.

And Taoist Qingyun, because of the influence of taking the Qianlong pill, the speed of the true energy in the body is almost twice as fast as the normal breathing and heartbeat. Although this can greatly squeeze the potential of the body, but facing Huo Ying's poison, he It will inevitably appear more fragile and helpless.

"What kind of poison are you!" Taoist Qingyun yelled unwillingly as he fell to the ground.

He uses his hands and feet, trying to get up from the ground, but it feels like a turtle gliding helplessly on the ground.

After all, how difficult it is for a tortoise to stand up, so it is equally difficult for Taoist Qingyun to stand up from the ground.

The more he squirmed on the ground, the more unwilling he felt. He really didn't want to die at all. He would rather take the Qianlong pill to kill a powerful enemy than die. The moment he saw the winning chance, he was beaten alive by Huo Ying. Entering the abyss, that kind of mood is really incomprehensible and unacceptable.

But just when Taoist Qingyun struggled to no avail and was about to give up, he suddenly found that he was still alive.

Huo Ying didn't come to kill him.

Taoist Qingyun raised his head in doubt, and saw that Huo Ying was still standing upright, without taking a step forward.

He instantly understood something.

He looked at Sheng Junqian who was also lying there. Since Sheng Junqian knew that it was Huo Ying's shot, he didn't panic, so he fell to the ground and lay his body in peace.

Taoist Qingyun couldn't help laughing loudly: "I understand, I understand!"

He lay on the ground and looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Your poison does not distinguish between the enemy and us, and now I am afraid that even you have been poisoned by your own poison, right?"

"Otherwise you'll still be standing there, not even daring to move a step?"

"If I'm not wrong, as long as you take one step, you will also lie down on the ground and can't get up again."

Taoist Qingyun figured out this joint, and his laughter became more and more hearty: "I really didn't expect you to have such a ridiculous poison, this is our territory, when your remaining poison is gone, and our subordinates come here, you will all die it's here."

Taoist Qingyun had already thought of the scene at that time, and his heart was filled with delight.

But Huo Ying still stood where she was. Taoist Qingyun was right, this time Huo Ying poisoned herself, and even she was within the scope of the trick. After all, there is a saying that is good, I am a dagger covered with poison.

Can I be immune to the poison I have given myself?

Surely there is no such thing.

Before, Huo Ying used Baihuaxiang, which could be pre-administered as an antidote, to win against the wine monk, but this time Huo Ying's martial arts were not enough to prove the enemy, and Baihuaxiang could not be used. Taking care of this battle has caused the current embarrassing situation.

But in this situation, Huo Ying didn't have much panic on her face.

She smiled quietly; "Yes, this poison is called Incompetence Shengxiang. It was originally prepared for you at Yixianju, but it was smashed by them accidentally."

"But it's okay, it's appropriate to use it here."

Huo Ying's composure made Taoist Qingyun a little panicked: "Why aren't you afraid?"

Taoist Qingyun fell to the ground and cried, "Why aren't you afraid?"

"Don't you know what kind of torture and torture you will suffer if you wait for my people to come and find you?"

"I'll pluck off your flesh piece by piece and feed it to my lovely big dogs."

"I will tie your scarred bodies to the cliff, and let those goshawks and vultures peck at themselves."

"I will make your life worse than death, kneel down and beg me for mercy, but you won't get it."

Although his words were extremely harsh and threatening, and extremely vicious, when he said them, he was crying.

Because no matter what, it can't change the incompetent fragrance in his body now, he fell to the ground with chaotic energy, and he couldn't even get up, only a ten-year-old child with a knife could come and end his life.

The more vicious and vicious, the more vicious and vicious.

The more wild words you speak, the more helpless you feel.

He was cursing and crying on the ground, looking extremely miserable.

But Huo Ying was still looking at him indifferently, Huo Ying was really motionless, because the girl had really been tricked too.

But there was no joy on the girl's face, and no sympathy either.

Because no matter how Taoist Qingyun behaves, at least one thing will not change, that is, Taoist Qingyun is the enemy of this trip.

"Of course I thought about it when I poisoned it." Huo Ying said quietly, "Incompetence Shengxiang is the best and fastest-acting poison among all the poisons I have so far."

"Of course, the disadvantage of this poison is that it is too domineering, and for people with higher martial arts, the damage will be greater. On the contrary, for ordinary people with average martial arts, the effect of this poison is similar to Mixiang."

Huo Ying said slowly, without rushing.

While she was speaking, Xue Ling, who was knocked to the ground in the distance, finally stood up unsteadily.

I saw that although Xue Ling wasn't beaten with bruised skin, swollen face, and scattered clothes, her whole body was stained with all kinds of dirt and grass juice. After all, being hammered by an opponent with superior martial arts, the feeling was basically the same as being beaten like a sandbag.

But what Xue Ling never expected was that after getting up this time, looking around, there was no one standing around.

No, there is another person standing, that is Huo Ying under the moonlight in the distance.

Xue Ling twisted her neck. Because the battlefield was relatively far away, she basically didn't listen to the conversation on the battlefield just now. After all, she was about to be beaten into a sandbag. How could she be in the mood to listen to other people's gossip.

At this time, the first thing Xue Ling was looking for was of course Monk Jiu. The fat figure of Monk Jiu in a scarlet cassock was quite easy to find. Xue Ling quietly came to Monk Jiu, only to see Monk Jiu shrunk all over Trembling in the cassock, the girl quietly kicked him on the back with her toes, and the wine monk let out a scream like killing a pig.

"Does it hurt so much?" Xue Ling turned her head, and then kicked Monk Jiu's huge body into the air, like a fat ball, and now the ball just landed on Taoist Sheng Junqian Qingyun's side On the battlefield, Xue Ling walked step by step, and also saw Taoist Qingyun and Sheng Junqian lying on the ground unable to move.

"What happened?" Xue Ling looked at Huo Ying and asked.

At this time, Taoist Qingyun saw Xue Ling walking over unscathed, and the cursing just now had become silent. He could only try his best to fall on the ground and pretend to be dead in exchange for Xue Ling ignoring him, but the poison in his body was still there Bits of erosion occupied his body, making all his actions more difficult.

"Incompetence wins fragrance." Huo Ying said lightly.

"After all, you are the only person I have ever seen who is immune to the fragrance of incompetence."

Hearing the words "Incompetence Shengxiang", Xue Ling could finally understand what was going on.

"What a gamble." Xue Ling looked at Huo Ying and smiled.

She was beaten miserably at this time, and among the four, she was actually the weakest one.

It's just that she never expected that she would become the key to victory in the end.

"All gambles are based on sufficient confidence." Huo Ying said lightly: "Don't hesitate, do it quickly."

Xue Ling looked at Huo Ying's calm eyes, and finally nodded.

She looked at her hands, then smiled.

He walked towards Sheng Junqian first, and then picked up the Baiduan knife in Sheng Junqian's hand.

"Let me borrow your knife first, Mr. Sheng."

Xue Ling said so.

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Entering valleys, stealing medicine, meeting enemies, fighting, and killing people.

All of this is so long, but in fact it is only an hour.

In the arena, there is never such a thing as soft-heartedness, don't say anything that takes advantage of others' danger, and wins without force.

Winner and loser are always the only rule here.

If Huo Ying hadn't been present today, and had acted decisively to turn things around with the incompetent incense, then both Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian would have died on the spot without accident.

So Xue Ling didn't have any hesitation at all.

Holding the Hundred Breaks Knife, she cut off the heads of Monk Jiu and Taoist Qingyun one by one, and then according to the original agreement with Xue Chong, she used the knife to draw a cross on the hearts of the two, and after cleaning them with a small wine cup filled with wine, they each I took a small cup of my heart's blood.

Such a bloody thing, now Xue Ling can do it with ease without any sense of disobedience.

It is even said that there is no physiological reaction such as nausea and nausea.

Xue Ling herself was a little surprised.

But more of a relief.

Cutting off the head, and then crossing the heart, this kind of treatment, even if it is a god, it is difficult to survive, Xue Ling bit her lip and searched the two corpses carefully, this is also the habit that Fang Bie left for this girl , now Xue Ling is just imitating.

In addition to the second Qianlong pill, Taoist Qingyun also has all kinds of precious wound medicines and elixir, but there are no such things as silver taels of hidden weapons and cheats. It may be because for Taoist Qingyun, he has martial arts. Relying on it, there is no need to borrow foreign things, and things like hidden weapon cheats are even more unnecessary.

In the further search, Xue Ling found a hard object in Taoist Qingyun's arms. He took it out and saw that it was a palm-sized pocket made of red silk, which was heavy inside. After opening the silk pocket , what was poured out was a golden token.

The token is the size of a palm, just enough to be held in the hand, with a delicate six-petaled plum blossom engraved on the top, and a big word for Ling written on the bottom.

After turning it over, there are four characters in seal script, and the four characters of Dongping Shouyu are written on it.

This token was heavy, golden, and extremely exquisite, but when it reflected in Xue Ling's eyes, it hurt Xue Ling's eyes like the tip of a needle.

She threw the token away without hesitation in an instant, like a hot potato.

At the same time, the girl fell to her knees and retched uncontrollably.

Although I have always been skeptical.

But she never wanted to take the worst guess.

But now, all of this is slowly becoming clear.

It was precisely because of this that Xue Ling felt an invisible hand strangling her heart, making her nauseous, weak all over, and trembling uncontrollably.

Just who are the Taoist Qingyun and the wine monk?

What is not to say too much, too much to say is wrong, not to say is good.

And who attacked Huo Ying's immortal doctor, the Huo family, and almost killed the whole family of the Huo family.

At this moment, Xue Ling finally understood.

After all, in the whole world, who else has such skill and strength?

In other words, who else but that lofty saint?

The saint has held the throne for more than 32 years. Now he is old, but he is obsessed with cultivating Taoism and longevity, so he calls himself the Emperor of Longevity.

People will eventually die when they get old, and the emperor is no exception. Qin Shihuang asked for fairy medicine, boys and girls traveled to Dongying, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty admired fairy recipes, and Jianzhang Palace outside the terrace.

Which emperor does not admire longevity?

If a person really hears the five words of Qingjing Liulifang, he can destroy a hermit family, and let this monk wait in the crock temple together, waiting for this plant to mature slowly.

Xue Ling had thought before that no matter whether it was the wine monk or the Taoist Qingyun, their martial arts were not at the peak, and it was really a waste to take Qingjing Liuli Fang.

So who is this pure glaze recipe for?

Now that all the truth is revealed, Xue Ling really hopes that she doesn't know anything.

I don't want to know at all.

"You know that one?" Huo Ying asked quietly standing in the distance.

She could see Xue Ling's movements clearly.

Xue Ling nodded.

The girl was still kneeling on the ground, shivering all over, unable to stand up.

For a young girl who grew up in the palace and was 12 years old with a family of Jinyiwei, no one knows better than her what what she is doing now means.

And Xue Ling also never dreamed that she would commit such a heinous crime unintentionally.

Today, there is no turning back at all.

"There's nothing to be afraid of." Huo Ying said calmly behind Xue Ling.

Xue Ling bit her lip and looked at Huo Ying: "You know?"

She asked each other like this.

"Of course I know about the revenge of killing my father and my family." Huo Ying said coldly.

"Then what should I do?" Xue Ling murmured.

When she left Yanjing City, Xue Ling never thought about today.

At this moment, how much she wished that Fang Bie was by his side, only the other party could make her feel trusted and safe.

"You come to my place." Huo Ying said lightly, "I can't make it through."

Xue Ling nodded, stood up from the ground, and walked to Huo Ying's side with some difficulty.

"I have a small porcelain bottle in my pocket." Huo Ying looked at Xue Ling and said.

Xue Ling took out the porcelain bottle, only to find it was a small white bottle.

"What's inside?" Xue Ling asked.

Huo Ying smiled coldly, and then quietly said three words.

"Corpse powder."

(End of this chapter)