Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

Mrs. Lu only had a dozen guards with her, and the bandits killed a wave of them and replaced them.

"Mrs. Lu can't resist anymore, let's retreat first!"

Lu Yao cut off the bandit's head with a knife, and blood splattered all over him.

Mrs. Lu nodded and called the other guards to pour the pine oil on the mountain gate and set fire to the fire dragon.

Not to be outdone, the bandits bent their bows and arrows, lit pine oil and shot towards the Buddhist temple.

With bandits in front and fire behind them, Mrs. Lu and her group gave up resistance and retreated to the hill beyond the wing.

The fire burned a large forest, and centuries-old trees suddenly turned into fire fuel.

People far away in the city watched the fire break out in Guoqing Temple.

Su Yaoqin was really unlucky. She had only known in advance that Concubine Jing would bring King Mo to pray.

Arrangements were made between King Mo and Su Wanqing, but by mistake, he discovered that there was a second wave of people targeting Su Wanqing.

She looked at her swollen and red ankle, unable to walk.

Several monks who were taking care of her also fled first, risking their lives, and the wing where they were staying caught fire.

The thick smoke was so thick that Su Yaoqin couldn't breathe smoothly. She shed tears and her eyes were blurred by the smoke.

"Su Yaoqin!"

"Su Yaoqin! Where are you?"

A familiar voice sounded outside the wing, irritable and high-pitched. She raised her hand and shook the golden bell on her wrist for a long time.

The beeping sound of the burned wood drowned out the bell, but she still refused to accept her fate and die.

Su Yaoqin thought about many ways to die, but she would never die in such a miserable way in a fire caused by bandits.

Su Qingrou's roaring voice was far and near, and Su Yaoqin rang the bell one last time before she fell into coma.

"Su Yaoqin! Are you in there?"

Su Qingrou, who had a bad temper, wet her clothes from the water tank, dragged a soaked thin quilt, and rushed into the burning wing in one breath.

Su Wanqing over there was already acting like a normal person. The more poisonous the sugar pills were, the more nourishing they were for her. Taking them would actually increase her power.

She watched with cold eyes as Su Qingrou rushed into the sea of ​​fire, and watched as they struggled to escape from the sea of ​​fire.

It seemed that Aunt Chen doted on Su Qingrou too much.

Su Wanqing's heart stopped bleeding.

She hid in the dark and observed the bandits armed with big swords. They all covered their faces and killed everyone on sight.

The most famous things of Guoqing Temple are the summer lotuses and the efficacious Medicine King Bodhisattva.

Many women, children and servants who went up the mountain to pray were hacked to death.

Su Wanqing looked at those people, still praying to the Bodhisattva to save him when he was about to die.

Yuan Li is fine. She came here to find Su Yaoqin.

"Look for someone based on the portrait given by the nobleman. His name is Su Wanqing."

The bandits trapped all the women in the main hall of Medicine King Bodhisattva. They compared the extremely beautiful painting of ladies to find someone, and slaughtered all the men and children.

Blood flowed all over the floor.

"Boss, a man just said that he had met Su Wanqing."

The one-eyed bandit dragged a middle-aged man to the Medicine King's Palace.

This man looked elegant, had three strands of beard, and was dressed in a literati style.

"Tell me, where did you see this bitch?"

The bandit leader put a knife to his neck, wiped the blood, and asked him fiercely.

A woman in her prime suddenly exclaimed: "Master Han! It turns out to be you!"

The bandit frowned and looked carefully at this pretty face with thin skin and tender flesh.

"No wonder it looks familiar. Look, does my face look like the student you kicked out of the private school before?"

Suddenly there was a smell of urine, and everyone covered their mouths and noses.

The bandit leader kicked the wife named Han, spat and cursed:

"It was just a broken brush back then. I didn't even touch it. I was wrongfully accused of stealing the brush."

Mrs. Lu was right. The bandits had no scruples in what they said, and Su Wanqing heard everything clearly while hiding outside.

"Shoot-"

The bandit leader cut off one of Han Fuzi's hands with a knife and stepped on his face.

"Su Wanqing is in the back room. There are only two maids accompanying her. She doesn't even wear a hat. You can find her in no time!"

Master Han was not embarrassed at all about peeing his pants, and shamelessly hugged the bandit leader's leg.

"I'll tell you where she is, can you please let me go?"

The bandit leader was stunned when he heard this, and then cut off his other hand with a strange smile.

"Didn't you say before that you must be moral? Now you are betraying others."

Master Han screamed in agony, and the heads of the women imprisoned in front of the Medicine King Bodhisattva Hall were cut off one after another.

The bandit leader called people over, and he cut off one of Han Fuzi's legs with a knife.

He ordered him to give him medicine to stop the bleeding, but before leaving, he did not forget to stab one of his eyes with a knife.

Su Wanqing hides by herself. She can protect herself and the important people around her.

But she is not a fairy.

She quietly took out a bag of poisonous fog bombs from her arms and threw them into the hall. After a while, the bandits were no longer visible.

She ran over and shouted, "There is a dense forest around the temple, run and hide."

After hearing this, many women grabbed their skirts and ran around.

Su Wanqing himself hacked to death four or five bandits who stayed behind. Their martial arts were mediocre, and they even looked like weak-footed chickens.

By the time Su Wanqing finished dealing with this area, the reinforcements from the foot of the mountain had already arrived at the mountain gate, and they quickly eliminated the bandits who were following them.

"The bandit went to the back room."

Su Wanqing was covered in blood and stood in front of the blazing fire.

The young general was as tall as Xisu. She called a group of elite soldiers to protect Su Wanqing and directed the soldiers to encircle and suppress the bandits.

Su Wanqing lowered her eyes and heard a woman shouting inside Medicine King Bodhisattva.

It wasn't until a soldier came over and smashed the statue of Medicine King Bodhisattva that he saw Concubine Jing inside.

"You all go to the back mountain for me! Qi'er is still there!"

Concubine Jing's gorgeous phoenix hairpin fell off and her hair was messy. She spent the rest of her life worried about her lame son.

The soldier picked up the jade pendant she dropped. It was indeed gorgeous and looked very expensive.

Su Wanqing looked at the lively Concubine Jing, and suddenly regretted that he had not gone to see her in the statue.

There is too much hatred between them.

"Who is the general who just led the team?"

Su Wanqing completely planned to stop being a human being.

"Lu Ling."

She is the only daughter of General Lu, and it happens that the Lu family are all close followers of Marquis Shuntian.

"Today, Concubine Jing died at the hands of bandits. What you saw when you came here was a corpse."

Su Wanqing raised the machete dropped by the bandit and walked towards Concubine Jing.

As long as Concubine Jing dies, King Mo will have to observe mourning for three years.

Naturally, she doesn't have to marry King Mo.

If Bai was here tonight, Su Wanqing would not get married in the next three years.