The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

At this moment, people from the Miao border are already more than a hundred steps away.

Fen Xin was taken aback, and secretly gritted his teeth with hatred. This Bright Temple really crossed the river and demolished the bridge. It was extremely cunning. When the people of Miao Jiang could be used, they were allowed to take the lead and be the vanguard.

When the disaster was imminent and they were retreating, the people in the temple ran away without saying a word.

Obviously, he wanted to use the people from Miaojiang to attract firepower and buy time for his escape!

The people in the temple are so vicious, they are even worse than the poison master Miaojiang. [

At that moment, Fen Xin led the rest of the Miao Jiang gang, and followed the direction of the people in the temple, desperately running away.

But obviously, it was too late!

In the capital, in all directions, there are already Fengyun army and Nanzhao army. This small group of poison masters from Miaojiang who are under heavy siege, although invincible in terms of poison technique, is their Achilles heel when it comes to melee combat!

Without thick defensive armor and powerful spiritual martial arts, they have to pay the price of blood every time they move forward!

Seeing that the situation had settled down, Ao Junxie turned over and got off his horse, holding the Chilong Sword, and strode towards the square. At this moment, countless corpses lay lying on the ground.

Ao Junxie frowned, his gaze swept across the ground one by one solemnly, and soon, his expression froze on a corner.

There, he saw a shiny black guqin...

That's right, it's Xianmo!

Ao Junxie strode forward, quickly squatted down next to the woman's body beside the Guqin, eagerly hugged Qingkuang's body tightly in his arms, stretched out one hand towards her and breathed.

After a long time, the woman in her arms slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was the bright red that reassured and excited her.

Ao Junxie's tense face finally eased, and he let out a long breath.

Fortunately, it's not a serious problem just to be hurt by the power of the Holy King's powerful Spiritual Sacred Rank.

This is also thanks to the extremely powerful power of Youtianxie Moxian, which offset most of the violent lethality of the Holy King.

Ao Junxie took out two small vermilion pills from his bosom. These are extremely precious pills for recovery and nourishment. Only those with the highest status in the Fengyun Kingdom can use them when their lives are at stake.

Ao Junxie took out both of them at once and fed them to Qing Kuang, which shows how much he attaches importance to and worries about Qing Kuang.

After a while, Qing Kuang finally regained some strength slowly, and with the support of Ao Junxie, he stood up holding the stringed ink guqin.

The two looked around, seeing a scene of appalling sight. The corpses of Guangming Temple, Miao Jiang, and Nanzhao soldiers and civilians were bloody and bloody, and some of them had broken muscles and bones.

In the midst of lingering fear, there was a faint sobbing sound in my ear, and I looked away in a blink of an eye.A young man in fine clothes was lying weakly on the ground on the body of an old man in black, distraught.

"The Seventh Prince..."[

Qing Kuang strode towards the two of them.

At this moment, Nangong Jinsheng also suffered several sword wounds, blood was all over his body, and his neat long hair was also scattered at this time, and it was disheveled in front, even covering his face.

Beneath Nangong Jinsheng, the king of Nanzhao, his eyes were closed, his lips were black and purple, and he could only breathe.It seems that he was hit by the poisonous palm of the Miao people.

Ao Junxie and Qing Kuang squatted down beside Nangong Lie and his son.

Ao Junxie quickly explored several important points on Nangong Lie's body, and the expression on his face became extremely solemn.