You worship me, I will soar

Bu Hehuan's pupils constricted, he lowered his arms, and retracted the hidden weapon in his hand in time.

Chu Tingyan was caught off guard by her push and swayed to the side. Although she avoided Li Chen's dagger, she also lost the chance to kill Wei Siming.

Chu Tingyan looked back at Lin Yiyao: "Are you not poisoned?"

Lin Yiyao patted her chest with some fear, panting, "I haven't practiced martial arts, so it's useless to me."

Chu Tingyan was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect that she didn't know martial arts either, most of the women from martial arts families knew some self-defense techniques, but not many had no martial arts at all.

Lin Yiyao continued to say: "Fortunately I pushed you away, I was scared to death."

Chu Tingyan smiled but didn't say anything. In fact, he could have avoided Li Chen's attack after killing Wei Siming just now, but Lin Yiyao didn't know martial arts so he couldn't tell.

What's more...Chu Tingyan looked at Bu Hehuan who was on the side, and he was guarding for him, otherwise how could he dare to expose his own weaknesses so disregarding the safety and gave Li Chen a chance, because of Bu Hehuan's presence, he Only then dare to fight without scruples, it has always been like this.

"You still have time to talk about love here."

Wei Siming steadied his figure and sneered, looking at Chu Tingyan and Lin Yiyao viciously, he was beaten up just now, and now he was in a panic, and with a wave of his hand, a dozen men in black rushed towards Chu Tingyan with swords, he He and Li Chen also rushed over.

Chu Tingyan protected Lin Yiyao behind him, and was besieged by several people. He swung his sword with one hand to resist, and he was completely unable to use it. No matter how strong his martial arts were, he was a little confused for a while, and his eyes became sharp.

Chu Tingyan and Bu Hehuan secretly looked at each other, and the king was the first to capture the thief!

While thinking about it, Bu Hehuan shook his fingers lightly, and the two silver needles flew out, directly hitting Wei Siming's face.

Wei Siming immediately lost his way and narrowly avoided it.

Chu Tingyan took the opportunity to turn around and push Lin Yiyao out of the ring.

Bu Hehuan immediately flew up to catch her. At the same time, Chu Tingyan immediately turned around and waved his palm, hitting Wei Siming's chest directly. Bu Hehuan flicked his finger, and the silver needle swung out again, hitting Wei Siming's chest. on the right shoulder.

Wei Siming didn't pay attention to him all the time, he didn't expect him to shoot suddenly, the hidden weapon was so powerful, he was shot unexpectedly.

He took a step back, Chu Tingyan took the opportunity to turn around quickly, and slashed another sword with his backhand. The long sword unexpectedly stabbed Li Chen's chest vitally, and Li Chen immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Bu Hehuan swung the silver needle at Wei Siming again.

The people in black turned to besiege him, Bu Hehuan smiled leisurely, his purpose was right here, he jumped up suddenly, and flew away lightly with lightness, his figure was slim, chasing after each other, attracting the men in black to chase all the way, but he never stopped. He couldn't even reach the corner of his clothes, and occasionally he would stop and wait for them leisurely.

He is not good at martial arts, but his lightness kung fu is excellent, and he is able to distract the man in black with ease.

After he took the group of men in black and flew around the Zhao Mansion twice, Chu Tingyan should have dealt with Wei Siming after calculating the time, so he used his lightness kung fu to swipe back.

Sure enough, Chu Tingyan had already put the knife on Wei Siming's neck.

Wei Siming looked at Bu Hehuan with a gloomy face, and said sinisterly: "I didn't expect you to have some skills."

Bu Hehuan smiled casually, and said politely: "Master Wei is laughing, although I don't know martial arts well, lightness kung fu and concealed weapons are not bad."

Because he was unable to practice internal strength, his father specially found this light exercise that does not require internal strength to teach him, and carefully taught him hidden weapons so that he can use it to save his life when he needs it.

Wei Siming snorted coldly: "I didn't expect it to be carried on the two of you, but my hall master miscalculated. If you want to kill me, it's up to you. However, if you kill me, you may be able to escape, but the others should not." I want to get out alive."

Bu Hehuan chuckled: "Master Wei really has ambition, instead of losing both, why don't we take a step back, what do you think?"

Wei Siming rolled his eyes. He was afraid of death, and the feeling of the cold sword pressing against his neck was uncomfortable.

"...Why do you take a step back?"

Bu Hehuan pursed his lips and looked at Chu Tingyan, knowing that he was a little shaken. There was only one way for the two of them to save everyone present, so they had to succeed.

Chu Tingyan said solemnly: "As long as Hall Master Wei asks your subordinates to step down and hand over the antidote, I will let you go."

Wei Siming pondered for a moment, his eyes wandering: "Really?"

A decent person on the side couldn't help but sneered: "We are not from your Demon Cult, of course we mean what we say."

Wei Siming gave him an ugly look, but still couldn't make up his mind.

Bu Hehuan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Master Wei should make a decision earlier, otherwise it will be too late."

Wei Siming asked, "Why is it too late?"

Bu Hehuan asked casually: "I wonder if Hall Master Wei's arm is numb?"

Wei Siming moved his newly injured shoulder and felt that his whole arm was numb. He couldn't help being surprised, cold sweat poured down his forehead, his face suddenly became ugly, and he blurted out: "Are you poisoned?"

Bu He smiled happily, the fish was hooked, but he didn't answer, he found a chair and sat down leisurely.

Wei Siming took a few deep breaths, slowly narrowed his black eyes, and looked at him sullenly, with anxiety that couldn't be hidden in his eyes, and shouted sharply: "What kind of poison are you making?"

Bu Hehuan giggled, blinked his eyes, his eyes flashed brightly, and he remained silent. What he was comparing at this time was patience.

Wei Siming pressed his shoulders with one hand, and the shoulders were still numb. After pondering for a while, he gritted his teeth and said in a painful voice, "Okay! I promise you!"

After speaking, he took out a green bottle from his bosom, hesitated a little, and threw it into Bu Hehuan's bosom.

Bu Hehuan took the bottle in his hand and turned it around, even though he didn't dare to joke about his own life, the antidote should be real, but people in the Demon Cult are cunning and changeable, so we should be more careful.

One of the decent people shouted: "Young Master Bu, I know a little bit about medicine, show me."

Bu Hehuan handed him the medicine bottle, he took out one and smelled it, melted it in water, tried it with the tip of his tongue, and nodded after a while: "Non-toxic."

So Bu Hehuan fed them to everyone.

After eating, Master Lin meditated for a week, nodded to Bu Hehuan, and the others also sat down to adjust their breath.

Chu Tingyan pressed Wei Siming to go out, but Wei Siming didn't move, and stretched out his hand to Bu Hehuan.

Bu Hehuan blinked, jumped up and patted his hand, and said with a smile: "See you, Master Wei!"

Wei Siming gritted his teeth, "The antidote!"

Bu Hehuan pretended to be enlightened, said 'ah', and readily took out a brown pill-shaped object from his bosom and handed it to him.

Wei Siming took it hesitantly, looked at it, and put it in his mouth, "... sweet?"

Bu Hehuan's face was not blushing and his heart was not beating: "Yes, you can recover in half an hour. Remember not to use internal force during this period."

Wei Siming snorted angrily, turned his head and walked out, and the men in black followed behind him, trying to help Li Chen who was lying beside him.

Zhao Qingyue immediately shouted: "He can't go."

Li Chen was shocked, and immediately looked at Wei Siming, pleading angrily, "Master..."

Wei Siming glanced at him, and said without much hesitation, "Let's go!"

Li Chen immediately became anxious: "Master! Please take me away..."

If he is left behind, there will be no life left.

How could a member of the Devil's Cult speak morally? Since he is a pawn who has already been used as a discarded chess game, he should give it up. Wei Siming didn't even look at him, and followed Chu Tingyan out.

Li Chen wanted to get up, but was blocked, a shadow blocked the light, he looked up, it was Zhao Qingyue who was standing in front of him supporting the seriously injured Zhao Qingyuan.

Li Chen trembled unconsciously, breaking out in a cold sweat, his eyes turned, showing a trace of cunning, and then softly begged: "Qing Yuan, I am sincere to you, and I was also forced... ah..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his chest, and lowered his head in disbelief, Zhao Qingyuan's portable sword was inserted into his chest, he suddenly stared forward, pointed at something, and shook his lips, " save……"

He didn't know what to say, he died before he finished speaking, and his dying cry for help was blown away by the wind.

And the direction of his hand is only a group of martial arts practitioners who are adjusting their breath.

Zhao Qingyuan's eyes were red, and she also fainted. She had already been seriously injured, and she was hanging by her anger.

Looking at the two sisters, Bu Hehuan couldn't help sighing, it was supposed to be a wedding banquet but such a disaster happened.

Chu Tingyan supported Wei Siming with a sword and walked out of the house, loosened the sword on his neck, Wei Siming took a step forward, looked back at Chu Tingyan and Bu Hehuan in the distance, sneered, gritted his teeth and said: " See you soon."

Chu Tingyan smiled lightly and didn't answer. After he led his men away, he walked back to Bu Hehuan's side and smiled slightly: "Caramel?"