The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

"Do you know what kind of abilities those people have?" He also retreated a little in his heart. He was not strong enough to meet gods and kill gods and Buddhas, and he was helpless if there were too many capable people.

Song Qishu also looked over worriedly, he had the same thought as Yue Jing, if the opponent has too many capable people, the chances of winning with fewer enemies and more opponents is not high.

With a cold snort, the Seventh Prince took out the list he had asked others to investigate and handed it to the two of them, motioning them to read it for themselves.

After looking around, they are all reclusive and capable people without names, and their abilities are not high.

Yue Jing had heard of one or two names among them, and he pointed to the familiar ones at the top, "They were all discarded by the sect because of their mistakes, not to mention their character, it's not a good thing to just pick one out."

"So what people should fear the most is not their strength but their evil intentions?" Song Qishu came over and took a look. Indeed, they could still deal with it.

Yue Jing thought for a while, returned the list to him, and said his own thoughts, "You'd better prepare in advance, this kind of person may not hurt you once, but it will be terrible when they come up."

The hidden guards also meant the same thing, and they would not pay attention to a few dozen more mobs, but it is still a bit hypocritical to meet so many people now.

Yue Jing flicked his long sleeves, with a taunt on the corner of his mouth, he said to Song Qishu, "I don't believe you can't help it."

Hearing this, Song Qishu felt strange in his heart. Should he be honored for his trust in him, or proud of his strength being recognized by others?

"You... Forget it. This kind of person is actually easy to deal with. If he poisons you, he will be even more poisonous. When will you do it?"

Satisfied with Song Qishu's initiative, Yue Jing nodded, "Tomorrow at noon."

At that time, there will probably be more people watching, and their rescue will be much easier.

The three of them divided their tasks and went back to their residences.

Before dawn the next day, Song Qishu woke up, and went straight to the street without saying anything. He stopped at the door of a pharmacy, and then knocked lightly on the door.

The boss put on his coat and moved the wooden board with sleepy eyes. Seeing that it was not yet dawn, he complained in a rather complaining tone, "Young man, how long is it? We haven't opened the door for business when you come here. Come back later." , After finishing speaking, he wanted to go back and catch up on the return sleep.

Song Qishu held the door, smiled kindly, "I won't delay you, I'll go after buying some medicinal materials I need." He said what he wanted.

The boss suddenly became sober, and looked at him in surprise, "These are poisonous, what do you want them for?"

"Just say whether you want to sell it or not." Song Qishu took out the silver and shook it in front of his eyes, causing the boss's eyes to straighten.

The boss couldn't see the money flying in front of him like this, so he gritted his teeth and asked, "Sell, I just received some these two days, how much do you want?"

"Three small bags, you'd better grind them into powder for me."

Not too much, not too little, the boss nodded and signaled him to wait a while, "Okay, wait a moment, I'll tell them not to sleep and grind with me, it's faster."

Song Qishu looked at the sky and was not in a hurry, so he just sat down and waited, the speed inside was also fast, after a while, three small bags of powder were placed in front of him, and he generously gave the money to the pharmacy owner, because his actions were much faster gave some.

The boss was very happy after collecting the money, so he took the money and beckoned people to go back to catch up on sleep.

In order to avoid sight, Song Qishu took the bag and moved step by step along the darkness. When he saw the beheading platform, he didn't step forward, but looked around.

What he expected was right, there were people ambushing all around, and when the robbers came, they would hear the sound and move.

After waiting for a long time, taking advantage of a gust of wind, he reached into the bag, grabbed the powder seeds and sprinkled them. He watched the powder disappear in the wind without taking his eyes off him. He quickly threw a stone at each of the five inconspicuous corners of the field.

As the wind rises, it also envelops the poison gas and connects them together, forming a natural poison barrier cover.

The low-level poison barrier has been completed.

Following along the way, Yue Jing stepped forward to take a look, quite contemptuous of these people who hadn't noticed them at all, "Their ability is outrageously low."

At this moment, an able man at the front turned his head and looked in his direction, but seeing that there was no one, he turned his head again with a frown.

Song Qishu knew that he was very safe in invisibility, and the other party would definitely not be able to see him, but when he was stared at like that, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously glanced at him. He was dressed in black and black trousers, but he was no different from the vicious and hideous strangers around him. In stark contrast.

"Who is he? There are two brushes."

Yue Jing looked over and frowned when he saw that the man in black was referring to him, "The man of unknown origin." This is the only monk on the list who did not explain his background. Look, I stared at him curiously, and finally looked away happily, "It looks pretty handsome."

Because he didn't dare to use spells, Song Qishu had no choice but to personally pick him up and throw him to the other side, "I advise you to stay away from him, it's hard to tell if he's just a move." Why didn't he notice this playboy before? have this tendency.

Coughing in embarrassment, Yue Jing also knew that he was a little funny, he just felt that there was such a rare person among such a group of people who looked the most like a normal person, so he took a second look, "Is your powder really useful? Don't It's tasteless."

Song Qishu was disguised by someone he invited, he looked like the Seventh Prince, he looked thin and small, very unconvincing, and it was difficult to get close to powerful people.

Ignoring Yue Jing's doubts, Song Qishu said, "When you see my gestures, you will change into your original form and lead them to the range you see, so that I can activate the eyes."

Nodding his head, Yue Jing didn't dare to slack off, but thinking that there would be variables at that time, he asked, "Who will this battle be effective for?"

After checking the omissions of the formation, Song Qishu yawned wearily, "Of course not, although it is a very common poison, it can unexpectedly make people fall asleep."

They stayed on the roof, but the group of people stared at the beheading platform in the middle of the arena, and they stared at these people. Once they made a move, Song Qishu would activate the formation to trap most of the people, and the remaining ones with a little ability would have to kill them one by one. up.

The guards pressed the old and the young onto the beheading platform, and the people below started whispering in an instant, and the voices were noisy.

The executioner sharpened his knife, straightened his chest, raised his hand, and was about to let a person's head fall to the ground. A gust of wind swept the field directly with dust, so frightened that he quickly covered his eyes.

Seeing that the waiting person had arrived, those people jumped down and rushed up, trying to catch the instigator.

It was time for Song Qishu, and he made the agreed gesture, signaling the hidden guard to go down and carry the people away, and Yue Jing was also responsible for the money, so he went down immediately.

As soon as the formation moved, an overwhelming poisonous barrier enveloped these strangers. Some of them were gradually paralyzed, and fell to the ground with a plop. The remaining few were barely able to hold on. Just as they were about to stab them with a sword, Song Qishu The Seventh Prince who played the role appeared to hold the sword, and kicked it.

His feet hurt from kicking.

The prisoners didn't know what was going on.But when he saw that it was the seventh prince who came to save him, his eyes lit up instantly, "Seventh prince, haven't you been locked up by the emperor? Are you here to save us?"

Hearing this group of people directly yelling out their replacement identities, Song Qishu secretly cursed mentally retarded, and put on a worried expression, "Listen to me, he is my friend, they will take you away from here, go away !"

They are members of Huang Bin's clan, so they naturally know the Seventh Prince. If someone else came to rescue them, they would be hesitant, but their own prince trusts them all, and obediently puts the child on Yue Jing's back.

Knowing that others could handle it, Song Qishu also ran with Yue Jing, and when they stood in front of a ruined temple, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.