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

Ao Junxie quickly explored several important points on Nangong Lie's body, and the expression on his face became extremely solemn.With one hand reaching for his waist, his expression suddenly became annoyed and blamed himself.

"This king really didn't expect...the king of Nanzhao was injured so badly, and the two soul-resurrecting pills have been used up just now, it's really... alas!"

Shaking his head madly, he sighed:

"My lord, you don't have to blame yourself. What the king suffered was a severe poison, not an internal spiritual injury. Even if there is a soul-resurrection pill, it won't work!"

After hearing this, Nangong Jinsheng suddenly stood up from his grief, tightly grasped Qingkuang's hand, and begged sadly: [

"Qingkuang, you must save my father! I know that no one in the world is more proficient in the principles of poison and elixir than you! You must have a way, right?!"

Seeing Nangong Jinsheng's extremely anxious expression, Qing Kuang leaned down, stretched out his fingers to gently feel Nangong Lie's pulse, for a long time, finally shook his head helplessly, and sighed softly:

"Fen Xin shot too hard, your father is old and frail, and the poison has already penetrated into the heart veins at this moment, I'm afraid... there is no way to recover!"

"Qingkuang, what did you say?! There is no way to recover?! Even you..."

Nangong Jinsheng stared at Qingkuang in astonishment, shaking his head in disbelief, unwilling to accept this cruel fact.

Behind him, there was a sound of messy footsteps.

"My lord, the leader of the Miaojiang poison masters has been captured by us!"

The voice of a Fengyun soldier sounded.

Everyone looked in a blink of an eye, a dozen heavily armed soldiers with a dozen swords held a shambling black and thin Miaojiang man with an extremely sinister and embarrassed expression, and pushed him to the front of the crowd.

Even after becoming a prisoner, Fen Xin still had a ferocious expression on his face, and he didn't pay attention to everyone at all. However, the palm pierced by several sharp arrows was still dripping blood, and he was killed with the other hand. Pressed tightly, curled up in his arms.

There was silence, Qing Kuang and Ao Junxie looked at each other, their eyes just fell on Nangong Jinsheng.

With a bang, Nangong Jinsheng waved his hand and pulled out a long sword from a soldier's waist. The sharp point of the sword reached Fen Xin's throat, and pried up the chin of the Poison Master Miao Jiang like killing a chicken.

With just a slight shock in his hands, Fen Xin was about to die.At this moment, facing the Seventh Prince of Nanzhao who was burning with anger, Fen Xin's rampant arrogance just now disappeared.

"Hand over the antidote!"

Nangong Jinsheng burst out four words from between his teeth, low and short, each word resounded like an iron stake.

"No...no...ah!"

With a flash of sword light, just as Fen Xin said the word "no", blood flowed profusely from one side of a terrifying black face.

When everyone watched, one eye had already been gouged out by Nangong Jinsheng with a sword.Burning with pain, you hurriedly covered the empty eye socket with one hand, but you didn't care about the other hand that was still bleeding.

Everyone was terrified. The Seventh Prince of Nanzhao, who is always in a gentle mood, has never shown such a cruel scene. The experience of the Nangong family being brutally murdered by Miao Jiang's poison has already made the Seventh Prince's temperament very abnormal. [

"Hand over the antidote!"

Nangong Jinsheng repeated a sentence.

"This...really...no..."

Swish!

Another sword light slashed across, and with a bang, something fell to the ground at Fen Xin's feet.

When he reacted, a piercing pain came from his wrist.The hand covering the eye socket was already chopped off by Nangong Jinsheng with a single strike.