Chun Feng Du Jian

If it were someone else, at this moment, they would be crying and wailing in pain, rolling all over the floor, wanting to beg him to stop with their head on the floor.I didn't expect Master Ninth to be a tough guy with strong bones even though he was born gentle, his mouth was full of blood when he gritted his teeth, and there was really only that groan/groan just now.

Wen Heng asked without changing his expression: "Are you still coming?"

This point is actually a strange acupoint on a person's back. When internal force is stimulated, there will be sudden severe pain, and that pain is what really makes people unable to live or die.If it wasn't for Wen Heng's right hand still pinching Lord Ninth's neck, making him barely stand still, he might have been boned by now and collapsed to the ground like mud.

Master Ninth hadn't experienced such a bitter experience for many years, his eyes were dark, his ears were buzzing, it took him a long time to wake up from the blankness of dying, and he tasted the strong smell of blood on the tip of his tongue.

"The key, the antidote." Wen Heng said sternly, "Don't force me to repeat it again."

Master Ninth was sweating all over his body as if he had just been fished out of the water. He is a wise man who knows the times and knows that he is no match for Wen Heng. The medicine is in the blue bottle, and the key is with Fang Yuanzhuo...I can ask him to come in and open the door for you."

"Thank you." Wen Heng returned the original words to him, "If you don't eat or drink a toast, wouldn't it be nice to be so obedient?"

Master Nine: "..."

He took a few deep breaths to calm down the lingering pain in his body, and said to Wen Heng, "Take me out."

Being held hostage by Wen Heng's immediate boss, Fang Yuanzhuo had to hand over the key and ordered the guards to retreat.Nie Ying got a bunch of copper keys and didn't dare to relax. She quickly opened the prison doors one by one and distributed the antidote to everyone.

It wasn't until this time that the disciples of the various sects who had been kidnapped by the Nine Masters dared to relax their breaths, pinched their own thighs fiercely, and had the real feeling of being rescued from a desperate situation.

"Don't panic, don't panic!" Nie Ying said loudly, "Everyone supports each other, don't rush to recover martial arts, go out first!"

It will take a little time to release more than a hundred people, Wen Heng is only responsible for watching the nine masters, and distracts himself from Nie Ying's movements.They didn't agree to do it today, but due to all kinds of coincidences, this moment is the best time. As long as they seize the opportunity, they can succeed in one fell swoop.

but--

Wen Heng always felt vaguely unreliable in his heart. I don't know if it was because he was too suspicious. From the two of them disguised to sneak into Shiyue Prison, to stepping into the cell and seeing everyone being imprisoned, to kidnapping Master Ninth to get the key , this journey seems to be a bit too smooth.

Is luck really on their side today?

When the cell was about halfway through, Master Ninth, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "Is it you who hit the car on the official road that day?"

Wen Heng didn't expect that he could think of this verse, he couldn't help being startled, he felt that this person's sharpness and vigilance were far above ordinary people.But the matter has come to this point, there is no need for him to hide it, he simply admitted it openly and said: "Yes."

Master Ninth nodded, but he could still laugh, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

Wen Heng said, "What's good?"

Master Ninth turned his back to him, Wen Heng didn't see the mysterious smile on his face, he just heard him say quietly: "It's about time."

"Ok?"

As soon as the word fell, Wen Heng's eyes suddenly went dark, he felt the sky spinning, the figures around him were upside down and confused, the voice gradually faded like a tide, but the internal organs were scorching like fire, and a mouthful of blood rushed into his throat.

This is a symptom of poisoning.

He was dizzy, but his heart was still clear. He lowered his head to look at the wound on his right arm, and saw the blood was black and purple. It was obvious that the toxin had penetrated deep into the skin: "You..."

Master Ninth’s acupoints are still unresolved, but he can feel his fingers holding his throat gradually weakening, knowing that the poison/medicine will take effect, and this person is about to fall into his hands, so he couldn’t help mocking: "The blade is poisonous. As long as you use your internal strength, the poison will be released, I said earlier that you can't save them, now you have to get involved with yourself."

The poison became more and more rapid as it progressed to the end. In just one sentence, Wen Heng was at the end of his blows, his mind was muddled, countless thoughts flashed like fireworks, and only one was caught by him in the end.He immediately turned his head and yelled at Nie Ying: "There is an ambush! Brother, go!"

Master Nine shouted at the same time as him: "Fang Yuanzhuo, do it!"

All of a sudden, there were shouts of killing everywhere, and all the glory in front of Wen Heng's eyes dimmed in this instant.Fang Yuanzhuo rushed forward and wanted to take back the Nine Masters, Wen Heng's right hand dagger fell to the ground with a clang, but he pushed forward with his left palm, and a huge force, like a dying dragon, gushed out like a roaring and tsunami.Master Ninth with his back turned to him, together with Fang Yuanzhuo who had one hand on Master Ninth's shoulder, happened to be hit head-on, and was shot flying several feet, blood gushing, and fell to the other side of the cell like a dead man.

Whether it was the imprisoned disciple or the guard, they were all intimidated by the palm that broke the mountain and cracked rocks.All the people present were shocked, they even stopped fighting, and all looked at where Wen Heng was standing.

He was standing in the shadows not far from the cell door, his right sleeve was completely soaked in black blood, and it couldn't stop ticking.Anyone can see that he is seriously injured, but that figure still stands like a solitary pine, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

With just one palm, he seriously injured the two leading figures here, and the remaining guards were leaderless, none of them dared to go forward to arrest him, fearing that he was pretending to show weakness, waiting for an opportunity to violently attack and hurt others again.

The two sides stood in a stalemate for a long time, but Wen Changqing in the crowd felt more and more familiar with this person the more he looked at him, and the more familiar he became, the more frightened he was. Junior Brother? Are you Junior Brother Yue?"

Wen Heng was already exhausted, and when he was shaken like this, he suddenly coughed up a big mouthful of blood, and fell backwards on his back.

"Yue Chi!"

Yimeng was drowsy, as if a hundred years had passed, Wen Heng finally regained consciousness gradually, and his five senses returned to their place one after another.He held his breath and looked inside, feeling that although his limbs were heavy, there was a warm and pure qi circling and patrolling in his body, warming and nourishing the sea of ​​qi, and he had completely healed the dark wounds accumulated by the poisoning that day.

Wen Heng closed his eyes and did not move, carefully recalling the previous events, knowing that his plan had failed and he had fallen into the enemy's trap instead.Although he suffered a big somersault this time, he had to admire the wit and resourcefulness of that Ninth Master.

It's just that he didn't know if the two of them would die if he slapped it down.

Wen Changqing sighed sadly when there was a rustling sound in his ear: "I've been in a coma for a whole day and night. There is a lack of medicine and medicine in the prison. Can I still wake up?"

Another strange voice said with a good temper: "Wen Shaoxia don't worry, Mr. Yue's pulse is stable and strong, he is exhausted to be unconscious, and he will recover after two days."

Wen Heng twitched his fingers, tried to open his eyelids, and called out in a hoarse voice: "Fourth Senior Brother..."

At this moment, this sound is no less than the sound of nature to Wen Changqing.Surprised and delighted, he hurriedly propped Wen Heng up to sit against the wall, and someone beside him immediately offered him a bowl of clean water.Wen Heng didn't have time to care if there was any Huagong powder in it, he brought it over and dried it up in one go, the scorching thirst in his throat was just relieved a bit.

Since he woke up, no matter in this cell or in other cells, everyone has been listening to him with wide eyes and ears, extremely focused.It looked like Wen Heng was some unborn baby lump, even breathing carefully, for fear that his breath would blow him away.

Facing everyone's earnest gaze, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "This subordinate is incompetent, fell into the other party's tricks, and caused everyone to be happy, and I feel really guilty."

Everyone hurriedly said: "Whatever Mr. Yue said, you are willing to act out of righteousness. I am deeply grateful. You must not blame yourself, Mr. Yue."

Wen Changqing asked: "Brother, were you the one who drove the donkey into the convoy a few days ago?"

Wen Heng said: "That's right. I met a friend at the foot of Siyou Mountain, and found that many sect disciples were missing. After some investigation, I finally caught up with the convoy. I didn't know the depth of the opponent at the time, so I had to try this method. No Thinking about it, he was still spotted by the thief leader."

Although the two of them deliberately changed their descriptions after entering the city, it was still too conspicuous that there were two more food delivery men in Shiyue Prison when the other party was already paying attention.From the moment they sneaked into the prison, they had already stepped into the trap set by Master Nine.After that, they were asked to deliver porridge, and they were taken to prison again. The intention was nothing more than to lure the two of them into the trap and put them in prison together.

Thinking about it now, even the sword stroke on Wen Heng's arm was probably planned in advance.Once he makes a move, the poison/drug will take effect immediately, and it is impossible to escape; if he does not make a move, the Ninth Master will not let him go home, and will definitely keep Wen Heng and Nie Ying, so that he can continue to threaten others.

If you want to blame him, you can blame him for not being vigilant enough, eager for success, and acting rashly, so that he fell into the hands of Master Ninth.

After hearing his detailed description, Wen Changqing couldn't help sighing: "This man is coming in a menacing manner, and we have prepared for it. We have no heart to guard against others, and there is nothing we can do about it. Now we only hope that those who have escaped can send a message to the sect. Wait for the senior elders to try to rescue them."

Only then did Wen Heng remember to ask him, "Who has escaped?"

Wen Changqing said: "The situation was chaotic at that time, and everyone's martial arts hadn't recovered, and only your friend robbed the young hero of the Dragon Realm desperately, and rushed out with a bloody road."

Wen Heng nodded and said gratifiedly: "Finally sent two messengers. Long Shaoxia and my eldest brother are both righteous and trustworthy people. Knowing that we are in prison, we will definitely find a way to ask for help and gather people to rescue everyone. .”

After hearing this, everyone felt very comforted even though there was no hope of escape for a while, and thanked Wen Heng again, and went back to their original places to rest and recuperate without mentioning it.

Wen Heng looked around the cell, and saw that besides Wen Changqing, there were five or six disciples from the Zhaoyao Villa, Chu Family Sword Sect and other sects.He pulled Lawen Zhangqing's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Fourth Senior Brother, the leader arrested you, did he ask you to do anything?"

Wen Changqing replied: "I didn't say anything on the way. Just settled down here last night, he showed his identity and asked us to write a letter to the teacher, stating that the heads of the various factions will step down and return the occupied mountains and rivers to the imperial court. He is willing to let people go. We will only agree to this unreasonable request unless we are crazy."

Wen Heng: "What's his name? What's his background?"

"I don't know the name, but people call him 'Lord Nine'." Wen Changqing said, "As for his identity...he claims to be the inner guard of the palace."

Wen Heng had a hunch when he heard the name "Master Nine" before, and now his prediction has come true.The enemy they encountered this time must be the last of the famous Nine Masters of Ouchi.