who and the rivers and lakes

Yin Tongming looked gloomy, looked at Zhan Zhao and said word by word: "Hero Zhan, I'm sorry, I have no other choice."

The moment Yin Tongming finished speaking, the moment he reached into his arms, Zhan Zhao became alert and stood up.He took only two steps back, Yin Tongming had already taken out a small cylinder from his arms, held it in his hand, and aimed at Zhan Zhao to pull the mechanism.

The silver needles in the cylinder shot out like a cluster of dense rain, covering Zhan Zhao's whole body.

Zhan Zhao reacted extremely quickly, pulled out the giant sword in an instant, and protected his whole body in the sword net.If there is one person in this world who can draw the sword and push the silver needle away in time, it is Zhan Zhao.

Juque encounters silver needles, like a storm blowing rain, there is a clear and dense sound, hundreds of silver needles are either cut off or knocked into the sky, like flying stars, dazzling people's eyes, very glamorous and beautiful, but it is a pity that this silver needle All of them were poisoned with the poison secreted by the Yin family of Donghu Lake, sealing their throats with blood.

Although Zhan Zhao reacted in time, a silver needle still pierced through the sword net, pierced deeply into his right leg, and sank into the flesh.

As soon as the silver needle was stained with blood, the poison dissipated. Zhan Zhao's left leg went limp and he couldn't stand up. He knelt down on one knee and supported it with his sword.

A cylinder can only fire the silver needle once, Yin Tongming saw that he missed the kill, he took out another cylinder in his arms, and pointed at Zhan Zhao again.

Zhan Zhao used his true qi on the acupuncture point on his leg, and tried his best to prevent the poisonous gas from escaping, and he was already unable to move, let alone swing his sword.His complexion was as pale as paper, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead. He watched Yin Tongming take out another cylinder, knowing that this time he would be hard to resist. A few minutes later, the poisonous gas also spread rapidly.

Yin Tongming held the cylinder with both hands and did not press the switch, but he couldn't stop shaking. First his hands trembled, and then his whole body trembled uncontrollably.His complexion was even uglier than Zhan Zhao's, it was pale and green, and sweat was pouring down his face.He stared straight at Zhan Zhao, his eyes frantic, he kept shaking his head, shaking his head, and said in a trembling voice: "I can't do this, I can't kill Hero Zhan, I've already done something wrong, I can't make the same mistake again ...I shouldn't have seen Mrs. Zhu and the unborn child killed, let alone killed Daxia Zhan with my own hands..."

He suddenly smiled miserably at Zhan Zhao, and said, "Hero Zhan, I'm sorry, you have been poisoned and you will surely die. I...I really don't want to kill you...I have no choice but to..." The cylinder was turned upside down, the nozzle pointed at his chest, and he said in a trembling voice: "When I die, this Yin family's secret poison will be extinct, and it will never harm the world again... I hope... I hope my son In the future, I will be the most ordinary person... to live my life in peace and stability..." He pressed the mechanism with his fingers, and the silver needles shot out, all hitting his face and body.In an instant, his body was covered in blood, his face was distorted, and before he could even snort, he was exhausted and fell back heavily to the ground.

Zhan Zhao exclaimed in a low voice, and wanted to step forward to check, but his whole body was like sharp needles, and the pain was unbearable.The poison of the silver needle injected into his leg was like a mountain torrent, unstoppable, almost breaking through his body protection and flooding his whole body.

He gritted his teeth, flipped the giant sword over, pointed the tip of the sword at the place where the silver needle was injected, and when he exerted force on his wrist, blood splashed out, the sharp blade pierced into the flesh, and he twisted it again to pick out the silver needle.

He dropped the sword on the ground, supported it with one hand, and pointed at the wound with the other. He circulated his true energy and forced it hard. A stream of black blood spurted out and sprinkled all over the ground.He kept pressing his internal force until the blood splattered from the wound turned bright red before relaxing it.

Although most of the poison has been forced out, the remaining poison that can infect the whole body is still violent, and he has lost too much blood. He feels dizzy, his body is hot and cold, like insects and ants biting him, and he feels unspeakable pain and sadness, but finally He escaped his life.

He took a deep breath, picked up the giant que, struggled to stand up, swayed a few times before barely standing still, and was about to take a step, but when he looked up, he saw Amu standing at the door of the private room.

One of Amu's hands was frozen in the air, and he still maintained the movement of opening the bead curtain, but his eyes were straight and his mouth was open.He was already stupefied by the bloody scene in the room, he couldn't utter an exclamation stuck in his throat, he wanted to turn around and run away, but his legs seemed to be twisted and he couldn't move.

"Amu!" Zhan Zhao yelled, seeing that he was just staring at him blankly, he forced himself to yell again.

Zhan Zhao's exertion made him feel a splitting headache, severe pain all over his body, weakness in his limbs, he opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and couldn't say anything after that.

Amu was startled, looking at Zhan Zhao, it was like seeing a god, a ghost, and a ghost.He has always lived a peaceful and monotonous life, where has he seen such a bloody and cruel scene?He was very familiar with Yin Tongming who fell on the ground, and he was also loved and respected by the locals, but his death was horrible. As for Zhan Zhao, he had a very good impression at first, thinking that he was an amiable and respectable foreigner. The two of them were sitting opposite each other drinking tea before, as if it was a meeting of friends, they didn't want to spend a cup of tea, one died and the other was injured, and even made a clean and quiet tea drinking room covered with blood on the walls.He thought he was having a nightmare, so he stared fixedly for a while before he came back to his senses, let out a scream, turned around and ran, shouting all the way: "Killed, killed, Dr. Yin was killed!" ..."

Zhan Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and tried to call him a few times, but he couldn't come back, so he could only adjust his breath, leaned on the wall, and dragged his right leg forward, hoping to meet a brave man who would notify the county government for him. Get someone to help.

He managed to get out of the private room, and when he looked at the lobby outside, the tables and chairs were upside down, and there was no one there.He couldn't help smiling wryly, thinking that the people living here are used to living a peaceful and peaceful life, not seeing any disturbances, not to mention this bloody murder, they naturally ran away early to avoid disaster.He looked down at the bloodstains all over his body again, and smiled again. With his current embarrassed appearance, it's no wonder that he would scare people away.

He stumbled out of the old teahouse and stood in the street with his sword in his hand, trying to catch his breath and gather some strength.

The streets were also empty and there was no one there, and the doors and windows of the shops on both sides were tightly closed.

Zhan Zhao's head was dripping with cold sweat, sweat and blood soaked his clothes, sticking to his body was very uncomfortable.Only with tenacious will he could continue to open his eyes to stay awake, and moved two steps forward, feeling dizzy in his head, and sat down on the ground.

He closed his eyes to take a breath for a while, and tried to open his eyes, only to realize that there was no one on the street, just in front of the Qi's flower shop opposite the old teahouse, at some time, Qi Xiaoyu stood at the door.

Qi Xiaoyu was holding a big watering can in both hands, thinking it was coming out to water the camellia by the door, but saw the seriously injured Zhan Zhao.She had an indescribable expression on her face, seemed to be afraid, but also seemed to be curious, and a pair of big black eyes looked at Zhan Zhao without blinking.

Zhan Zhao raised his hand to beckon, and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss Xiaoyu...don't be afraid."

He also knows what he is like now, telling a little girl not to be afraid is a bit self-deceiving, but Qi Xiaoyu neither turned around and ran away, nor cried for his parents, but still stood quietly and looked at him, as if it was true. Not afraid.

Zhan Zhao was overjoyed, thinking that at least someone could pass the message on for him, so he slowed down and said, "Miss Xiaoyu...please go..."

He hadn't finished speaking, but he couldn't hold on any longer, the zhenqi from his body protection loosened, and the residual poison attacked his heart, his eyes went dark, he fell to the ground, and passed out.

Qi Xiaoyu remained silent, staring at Zhan Zhao with her dark eyes, deep in her dull and empty pupils, there seemed to be waves.

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