overthrow the chief

All her attention was only on the side of the white jade porcelain vase where her lips had been imprinted—there happened to be the youth's lips again...

Nima!This guy is too unreasonable!Still want to fight? !

Shouldn’t normal people be at least admiring and admiring the wonderful performance of the head of the sect, and at the same time be slightly moved, or even think that today is not an auspicious day for killing people, and then cultivate future opponents pervertedly by the way... Isn’t it always drawn like that in comics? ? !

Pit father ah! ! !

Unexpectedly, he was tortured by the headmaster Chu, who was roaring in his heart, and also stiffened his face, so that he wouldn't really go crazy.There was another movement on Luo Jia's side. He pursed the corners of his mouth and seemed to be smiling, but his eyes were extremely cold, and asked softly: "Is everyone here poisoned as I ordered?"

Luo Jia's expression was too frightening, and Luo Hao couldn't help shivering, and nodded hurriedly: "I... I'll spread my tendons in the well water, unless they haven't eaten or drank since they woke up this morning... "

"That's good." Luo Jia smiled without warmth, and seemed to be muttering to himself: "Brother Yilang, count the days, you should have thought of me recently..."

Hearing this, Yang Mintian hurriedly checked his luck, and sure enough, he felt that the vague aura was not going well, and he looked at the elders of the faction one after another, with expressions of horror on their faces.

Yin Yueyue couldn't help but asked loudly: "Luo Hao, answer me! What have you done to the sisters in Paili?"

Luo Hao lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her: "Over there...the leader didn't order over there..."

Yang Mintian cheered up immediately, and pointed his long sword in the distance: "The disciples of Yangxiu Sect listen to the order!"

Li Haoran was the first to shout: "Sect Master, please order!"

There is also a bit of sadness on Yang Mintian's face: "Today is the moment of life and death. As the ninth generation suzerain of Yangxiuzong, I ordered that all disciples of my Yangxiuzong, the old, the weak, women and children in the guardian sect... abandon the sect and avoid going down the mountain! "

"Master!"

"metropolitan!"

Li Haoran's eyes widened in disbelief, but he only saw that Yang Mintian's right arm was lowered, the tip of the sword had already touched the ground, and the right hand holding the hilt of the sword was so hard that even a vein burst out.Luo Haoxia's Ruanjin Powder is a kind of poison specially used to deal with people in martial arts. The higher the internal strength, the greater the damage. Yang Mintian is fine if he doesn't use his internal strength, but he is deeply hurt by it when he moves. Infuriating, he growled with difficulty: "Hurry up!"

Luo Jia smiled coldly, and slowly spit out two words: "Line up!"

In any larger sect, the disciples have practiced group cooperation before, and now is the time to perform, so they all gather together and twist into several forces, but the men in black are well-trained, and they also form small formations in groups of three or five , The cooperation was very tacit, and the disciples of Yang Xiuzong didn't check for a while, and they lacked the actual combat experience of real swords and guns, so many people were injured and died immediately.Yin Yueyue came to her senses and hurriedly shouted: "Men and women are in a team!"

She herself leaned against Yang Mintian, and the two of them had a difficult time moving. Because of the doubled power of the matching swordsmanship, they were able to compete and led everyone to break through.

The arena was chaotic.Chu Ting ate a lot of breakfast, and now he also feels bad physically.At this time, I was so regretful that my intestines were green, and then I immediately remembered that I still had the antidote. I opened the system package and looked at it, and I wished I could yell at myself.You bastard, give him some regret medicine and eat him to death!Before he left, he felt worried about his family, so he left three copies for Song Zhe, and only one bottle left for himself!

Seeing that Murong Yan couldn't hold back and fell to the ground, Chu Ting quickly hugged him in his arms. Murong Yan was not supposed to be like this soon after practicing martial arts, but what he practiced was the most profound scripture of Nine Yins. The resistance is weaker.His face was pale and there was no blood on his lips, only his eyes were as calm and deep as ever, leaning against Chu Ting's arms, he did not show any panic.

This bottle of antidote is not even enough for two people, Chu Ting gritted his teeth, directly bit open the cork of the last bottle of antidote, covered it with his wide sleeve and handed it to Murong Yan's mouth, urging in a low voice: "Hurry up." drink it!"

Murong Yan was finally a little surprised: "Master... how about you?"

"Leave me alone." Chu Ting thought to himself, if he can't afford to spend more money to buy some big medicines from the mall, why don't he wait any longer?Just treat yourself as a luxury... Heartache and heartache!

Murong Yan's expression changed, and he slowly shook his head: "This apprentice is not good at martial arts, it doesn't matter if he is poisoned or not. Why don't Master drink it himself, and think of other ways to leave?"

"I have other ways." Chu Ting was still a little moved. After all, the apprentice was not in vain... He was paying attention to the actions of the people in black, and while thinking of comforting Murong Yan, he blurted out: "Since you haven't been poisoned or not. It's all a burden, so I can't be poisoned and drag me down again!"

Murong Yan: "..."

During the scuffle, the man in black got closer again.I don't know how Luo Jia trained this group of people. Not only are they well-trained like an army, but they also don't have the shadow of Jianghu people. There are only the sounds of swords and swords and heavy breathing between actions, and the facial features seem to be numb without any change. He didn't even show any extra expression.

The more Chu Ting observed, the more shocked he became. Thinking of the clues provided by Jiang Yilang and Murong Yan, I am afraid that Lie Yan Cult is going to play big this time, and if Luo Jia has other plans, or really values ​​Jiang Yilang too much .Yangxiuzong and Yinlizong can only be regarded as middle-level sects, but the two sects have been combined for many years and have always been regarded as one. Compared with the background of many great sects, it is not so easy for Lieyan Sect to deal with it.This time for Jiang Yilang...

He turned his gaze to Luo Jia again. Surrounded by the attendants and maids, the frail young man looked down at the melee, but he didn't seem to look at this side at all.His eyes were empty, but at first glance, it reminded Chu Ting of the white porcelain dolls on the counter of a toy store.

Delicate, yet fragile.

The group fought and retreated, and when they reached the fork in the road between Yangxiuzong and Yinlizong on the mountainside, the man in black seemed to have been ordered to stop and did not continue to pursue.Yin Yueyue couldn't help being worried anymore, she didn't care about anything else, she grabbed Yang Mintian's sleeve: "I...I want to go back and have a look!"

"Not now!" Although Yang Mintian couldn't even pick up the sword, he still tried to maintain his composure: "The Lie Yan Cult came prepared this time, I'm afraid... I'm afraid that there will be bad luck on the mountain..."

Yin Yueyue was angry and anxious: "You... If you don't go, I'll go!" She turned around and shouted to Zhang Lele and Meng Meimei: "If you are from the Yin Lizong, follow me!"

Yang Mintian couldn't hold her back, he was so angry that he staggered, Chu Ting happened to be nearby to force Murong Yan to be injected with the antidote, and hurriedly supported him.Yang Mintian stood firm again, and looked at him gratefully: "Master Chu, this... thank you very much!"

"Sect Master Yang is too polite." Chu Ting didn't even bother to laugh. If Yang Mintian knew that he caused the disaster, he might hate him... He hasn't used his internal strength until now, and because of his pure mind, he has some anti-drug effect , it's not as poisonous as Yang Mintian's internal strength, so he still retains a lot of strength.

Yin Yueyue brought a few female disciples of Yinlizong to go back to have a look. Some of the daughters who stayed in Yinlizong also insisted on following them. There were not many people who rushed down the mountain reluctantly, and there were few at this time. Halfway through, Yang Mintian almost vomited blood.

The elders of the Pai Zhong also sent word that the simple detoxification pills prepared by the Pai Zhong did not work, they could only temporarily suppress the Ruanjinsan, and if the poison stays in the body for a long time, it will inevitably cause the true qi to collapse, until the body has been cultivating the true qi for many years All dissipated and nothing.

This is tantamount to abolishing martial arts for life.Yang Mintian was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.Seeing this, Chu Ting didn't dare to act rashly. He secretly opened his own "plug-in", and hurriedly searched through dozens of pages of content in the mall, only to find one Hundred Poison Pill.

"Hundred Poison Pills: A thousand taels of gold can cure hundreds of poisons."

Thousand... thousand taels!

Not to mention the number, since Chu Ting came here, he has never even seen what the local gold looks like.He glanced around and saw that Yang Xiuzong's people seemed to have been poisoned, and they fell to the ground one after another. Not only did they have no strength in their bodies, they were even more drowsy, and they were about to fall asleep.

The people of Lie Yan Sect are close at hand, and the residence of Yangxiu Sect is far away from the county seat. It is not sure whether Luo Jia, who is not thinking normally, will continue to chase and kill him, but when he thinks that Jiang Yilang may be caught while still on the mountain, Chu Ting was even more restless.

If you save him, you may also fall into the enemy's hands, and if you don't save him, he won't die... Isn't this Jiang Yilang's rotten peach blossom?It seems that Luo Jia will not kill him... Chu Ting tried his best to find reasons for himself irresponsibly. This is not the first time he left Jiang Yilang alone. It's okay to teach thousands of miles to kill until now... Wait!Jiang Yilang seemed to say that he would be tortured for a period of time every month?

Not a woman's aunt...Damn it!According to Luo Jia's tone, it is very likely that he caused Jiang Yilang to be like that!

Chu Ting vaguely thought about Jiang Yilang's bad condition these days, always lying in bed in the room, as if it was difficult to move, and the disciples of Yangxiuzong sent him to eat meals.For a person who is in good spirits and wins the chicken leg with Chu Ting every day, that is really... really abnormal.

Chu Ting looked hesitant. Murong Yan had already recovered. When he came over and looked at his face, he could tell what was on his mind. He was about to suggest that he get rid of the poison before going to see the situation of "Jiang Shishu", but suddenly he was taken aback. Living.

Chu Ting was walking slowly in front of him, and the man who gradually stepped into a young man was neatly dressed, and he was not messy at this moment—no, that morning two days ago , when he rolled from his bed to the ground, his clothes were disheveled, and he didn't look like the head of the house at all.

The feeling of black hair passing through fingers and slipping down fingertips seems to be still lingering in my heart; the scene of the man hastily straightening his collar and covering up his fair chest came back before his eyes; the words of sincerely wishing him to live a good life in Taiqing sect are still in my ears Bian; knowing his embarrassing identity, he unreservedly taught himself the secret book that Xuan Lun didn't have... The calmness he was proud of at that time even deceived himself, but he didn't know it afterwards Still one by one the scene remains in the mind.

At first, I tried many ways, and I was puzzled, but in the end I found out that this person is really interesting, and gradually I feel that my current life is also very good.Although the young man is sometimes naive and sometimes unreliable, he is indeed a good master. The life of the Taiqing sect and his original life are simply heaven and earth, but it makes him feel something that he didn't feel before... something not so The feeling of wanting to escape and just want to be close and have it for a long time.

And the antidote just now...

He stuffed the only bottle of antidote to himself, and forced himself to pour it down. When a few drops remained, Chu Ting seemed to make up for his mistakes, and said with a smile that he was actually not deeply poisoned, so he needed a little to detoxify .So he directly took the bottle and drank the rest of Murong Yan's drink in one gulp.

The young man's slender neck was raised, and the movement was too large, and the collar was torn open, exposing a small clear collarbone. As an apprentice, all his attention at that time was only on the side of the white jade porcelain bottle that his lips had once printed on. ——There, the lips of the young man happened to be printed again.

Chu Ting's footsteps stopped, he hesitated, and Murong Yan disappeared out of the corner of his eye, and immediately turned back to look for him, and suddenly looked at the young man who was in a daze, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Yan'er?"

"Is the poison still unraveled?" Chu Ting asked, then hesitated and said, "Tell me, your Uncle Jiang..."

"Uncle Jiang will be fine!" Murong Yan came back to his senses, subconsciously replied decisively: "Looking at Master Luo's tone, it still looks like..."

He couldn't tell what he wanted to express, but he continued: "It seems that there was an affair..."