Chapter 247

"Yan Yi, I know that you and your running dogs are all lunatics, but before you start, I advise you to consider it carefully."

The current situation is that Yan Yi is poisoned. Li Muran is being held hostage. It seems that the two people are in a deadlock, but in fact, the balance still falls to Li Muran's side. After all, Yan Yi will not be able to kill people directly for a while, but the poison in his body will happen sooner or later. Even if Li Muran consumes him, there is no way.

"Don't forget that if you want to clean up the grievances of the boy named Du, Laozi is the key link. If you don't get the cooperation of Chaofeng villa, you will be busy in vain. What's more, huoxun is much better than you in the Jin Dynasty."

Yan Yi's brow frowned slightly when he tried to use his whole body's internal power to suppress the toxic effect of crazy uprising. He had to admit that Li's head was not dazed, and he knew where his weakness was. However -

he pulled the man's hair, and the blade of his sword made a slight force until he cut a deep and not shallow bloodstain, and then turned to smile, "are you talking to me about your life What are the conditions? "

"If you kill me, she will destroy the antidote!" The man raised his finger to the girl, as if full of momentum.

Yan Yi raised his eyes and looked at the woman.

The girl shook the bottle slightly and said truthfully, "there are three." I don't know where to get a pot of wine, and she said with a charming smile, "you are so fierce, but I still want to remind you that this thing will melt when it meets wine. Mr. Li's life is not valuable in your eyes. I think most of you don't want to be buried with him. If you lose the antidote, you can't go out alive with you. "

Her eyes are like silk and her breath is like blue. She seems to be trying to seduce Yan Yi. "It's not worth it."

Yan Yi didn't like it when he heard it. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

He has already experienced the pain caused by poison for more than ten years. Every time he was poisoned, he would like to die immediately. He would never let anyone see his embarrassed posture. However, as long as he survived that time, he would know that he still wanted to live.

I want to live after suffering, and I want to live if I can't breathe.

Seeing that he was unmoved, the girl said with a smile, "it seems that you have seen through life and death. In this case - "

when a pill is put into the wine, it will hiss slightly, and the mellow red ochre will immediately diffuse and disappear.

At the same time, Yan Yi stabbed Li Muran's right shoulder with his sword. A shrill and sharp scream resounded. The man never fainted. His cold sweat was wet, and his teeth chattered and scolded, "crazy man! Madman

The girl closed her eyes and inhaled slightly. He had thought that Yan Yi would rush forward to grab the antidote without knowing his strength. However, the man did not move. He didn't say anything about the rules of the river and he abused the hostage on the spot. Weigh the second, staring at Yan Yi, slowly put into the wine.

Yan Yi laughs. Without hesitation, he penetrates the sword into the man's abdomen. Then he stirs it with force, and his internal organs turn into a mass of flesh and blood, which is not fatal.

"Ah, ah, ah --!"

Li Muran's canthus were about to crack, and he struggled desperately. The more he earned, the more he felt the pain of the five internal organs mixing together. At the moment, he poured in a torrent of blood, and his cold sweat flowed down his pale face. Even though he had seen Qu Danchen's various means to deal with the guilty ministers, he did not expect what it would be like to impose it on himself one day.

I don't know when, there is black blood on Yan Yi's face. It is like a spider's web. It is interwoven and diffused on half of the original clean face The angle of the lip also slowly bleeds. He seems to have no way to feel it. He just holds the cold sword upside down. The tip of the sword is facing the twisted face of the man because of his pain, and the blood drops down

Still looking at the girl, still smiling.

But the smile is no longer elegant, and the face is full of ferocity.

It is like asking: I dare to bet, do you dare?

The girl didn't say a word, but her heart was close to sighing: she had gone through the vicissitudes of the world in huanguan and admitted to be cold-blooded. It was only when she met this person that she really opened her eyes.

Finally, Li Muran couldn't hold on to that side, and cried, "give him the antidote! Give him the antidote

The girl's task is only to protect, there is no need and no right to fight with Yan Yi here. Now that Li Muran lost his momentum, he had to hand over the vial according to his words and return to the side of Li Muran, who had lost half his life, and ordered several acupoints to stop bleeding.

Yan Yi took the antidote, but he felt cold and cool. He wandered through the veins and raised his eyes. The dense mist seemed to be a little thin, and gradually became dark and transparent. He took a deep breath, and his ferocious color had faded.

There are a few people in the world who are not afraid of death, but there are few who can watch themselves die little by little. Since Li Muran decided to gamble with him, he has lost.

He turned his neck and wiped off the blood on the sword. Yan Yi was still waiting to ask. Suddenly, from the other end of the corridor, a woman's light laughter came.

"Young master Yan, stop your anger."

Three hidden Pavilion.

"Come on, come on. Dinner's ready, gentlemen." Nangong Jinyuan went up one dish after another, stunned the people. Sikong Ling was particularly surprised when he looked at the table full of colorful dishes. "Shiniang, you can cook!"Nangong Jinyuan smiles, "of course! My cooking is taught by the master of Yueyang Tower. Most people want to eat, but they can't eat it. "

A disciple then flattered to smile, "so to say, we are all rubbing the light of master."

Mengengchuan dry cough two, old face slightly red, "OK, line, there is food can not block your mouth, open to eat, less nonsense!"

For a moment, I saw seven or eight pairs of chopsticks flying up and down. The wind swept the clouds and the food was different. Meng nianchuan helped her forehead. For the first time, she felt such a humiliating experience. Some people did not forget to praise Nangong Jinyuan. The girl was so elated that she almost went to the sky.

Meng forgetting Chuan pulled Sikong Ling aside, "where's Du Gongzi? You didn't ask him to come to dinner? "

"Si Kong Ling said," just to find someone to come, Du childe is not in the room, I wonder if he will go to the backyard to meditate, then did not disturb. "

As soon as the words were finished, Meng's hand was lifted and a brain shot in the past, "stupid disciple, it's not like not to eat when people go to meditation! That's a wounded man. What can I do without a meal? " While seizing the chicken leg in Sikong Ling's hand, "go, please come here for me!"

Sikong Ling reluctantly answered and went out.

Nangong Jinyuan is adding soup and vegetables for everyone. She smiles and smiles. She has already been a good wife and mother between her actions. She has been in touch with the disciples of Sanyin Pavilion for a long time. It is difficult to see the appearance of a domineering second miss. Meng nianchuan drinks soup with warmth in his heart.

Nangong Jinyuan glanced at her unintentionally and saw that the man was staring at her with good purpose. She could not help but say, "what are you looking at?"

Meng forget Chuan way, "I am not hungry."

As soon as this speech was uttered, all four were quiet. All the disciples looked at each other, and no one dared to speak. But he hasn't eaten a few mouthfuls. Why isn't he hungry? Even the silver chopsticks have been put down. Isn't this a rebuke to Nangong's face?

Nangong brocade kite is also a Leng, long eyelashes fan, seem to have some grievances, but the surface has not revealed, "what's the matter? But the food doesn't taste good? "

Meng forgets Chuan helplessly to lay down his hand and smile, "who makes you beautiful and delicious?"

"My God, master ~"

"I didn't expect you to be such a master!"

"Master, you always scared us to death. Listen to me. Even if someone put a knife on his neck, he couldn't say such things."

Nangong Jinyuan pursed her lips. She was a little woman who wanted to suppress her smile, but she was still in her eyes. How could she hide her appearance? She gave Meng forgetchuan a punch and said, "count your glib tongue!"

At this time, Sikong Ling stumbled in, and his face was full of panic, "master, master! Not good

People were frightened by him and used to it. For a while, no one thought of it. Meng asked casually, "what's the matter?"

"Master -- dugongzi, dugongzi, he..." it was obvious that Sikong Ling ran all the way. The whole person was panting like an ox, and his face was red. "Duke Du fainted, and --"

referring to Du Xuanxuan, Meng finally changed color and grabbed Sikong Ling's sleeve and whispered, "what's the matter? Does he have a relapse? "

"No, Mr. Du has been changed his clothes, and now he is lying in the medicine shed."