Chapter 452 An An's Wrath

His uncle, use poison, right?Yu Anan doesn't think there is anyone in this world who is better at using poison than her!

Yu Anan's temper has always been that it's fine if others don't provoke her, but if she is provoked, the consequences will be serious.

She didn't speak at the moment, and directly pulled out the short knife tied to her calf.

When Feng Yu's sword stabbed at Chu Jian, Yu An'an rewarded Chu Jian with a piece of medicine first, and then stabbed Chu Jian directly with the short knife in her hand, but her martial arts couldn't even be counted as a three-legged cat's style On, so there is no accurate head.

The short knife she stabbed at Chu Jian was not too strong because of her own strength, and the position was off by a lot. It directly stabbed Chu Jian's lower abdomen. In addition, she fell down with too much force. With one blow, something was sliced ​​off from Chu Jian's body along his lower abdomen.

"Ah!" Chu Jian screamed, then rolled all over the floor with his belly in his arms.

But Feng Yu's sword that was supposed to stab Chu Jian's chest missed.

Feng Yu was a little dazed, and Yu Anan was taken aback for a moment before realizing that she seemed to have cut something that shouldn't be cut. The poison under Chu Jian was enough for him to drink a pot.

She turned her head and saw Feng Yu's frowning, she immediately came back to her senses and coughed lightly: "My lord, take a pill first to suppress the poison first."

After she finished speaking, she handed Feng Yu a pill, and Feng Yu swallowed the pill without the slightest hesitation. After he finished taking it, she asked in a low voice: "My lord, you are not afraid that I will give you poison!"

She saw that although Feng Yu was badly injured, she knew that Chu Jian had poisoned Feng Yu more severely, so detoxification is more important now.

It's just that she originally thought that with Feng Yu's temperament, he would not easily eat what others gave him, but she didn't expect him to eat so readily.

"It's better to die by your hands than by these scumbags." Feng Yu replied calmly.

If she was just a charlatan of unknown origin, he would definitely not believe her, but he knew her identity, and if she really wanted to harm him, then he would admit it too. He has lived and died countless times over the years, but They all came over safely, and if one day he really wanted to die, he would rather die in her hands.

Yu An'an froze for a moment, and said after a long time: "Thank you, my lord, for your trust."

The corners of Feng Yu's mouth hooked slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes.

It was the second time for Yu An'an to see him smile, and she was amazed again. When he wasn't cold-faced, he was so handsome that it made people blush and heartbeat.

She heard her own heartbeat, and she said in order to hide her emotions: "My lord, I will bandage your wound."

Feng Yu doesn't like people getting close to him, Yu An'an is the only exception, he nodded his head lightly, she took out some golden medicine from her bosom and applied it on him, and then wrapped it with thick strips one time.

She just finished handling it briefly, and saw Tie Zhixiao and the leader of Jingjiwei rushing over.

It turned out that the fire at the Sovereign Temple attracted everyone here.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene: there was blood all over the ground, corpses were all over the ground, Yu Anan supported Feng Yu and sat on the white jade steps, Chu Jian rolled all over the ground in pain, and was roaring out of control at this time As he watched, there were dozens of people lying limp on the ground with their eyes wide open but unable to move.

The scene before us was as gory as it could be!
(End of this chapter)

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