Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 938 Aunt Su, why are you here?

Murong Qianqian turned blue with anger: "You dare to cut off Miss Ben's Qingsi, and I want you to be buried with Qingsi!"

"That also depends on whether you have the ability?" Gong Qingying smiled sinisterly, flicked her left hand to inject transparent poison into the blade of Disha sword, and then fought with Murong Qianqian.

The icy cold and poisonous sword energy continuously invaded Murong Qianqian's body, she suddenly felt extremely itchy all over, and a ball of heart fire shot up from her abdomen.

She immediately realized that Gong Qingying had drugged her: "Gong Qingying, you are despicable and shameless, you dare to poison this lady!"

"Don't you want to taste that kind of taste? I'll make it happen for you!" Gong Qingying slapped Murong Qianqian again, and a wisp of palm wind entered her body, speeding up the onset of the bewitching poison.

Murong Qianqian's face was flushed, she was dripping with sweat, her feet were tightly intertwined, and she looked extremely eager.

She glared at Gong Qingying and Xiaokui viciously, put the long sword back into the scabbard: "Miss Ben won't play with you anymore!" After saying that, she walked out.

Xiaokui rushed up immediately, blocking her way with the blade of her sword: "Want to leave? No way!"

Murong Qianqian glared at Xiaokui fiercely, and yanked away Xiaokui's long sword with the scabbard.

The two palmed in pairs, and the powerful shock wave shattered many surrounding rocks.

Gong Qingying watched Murong Qianqian's every move closely, and her blue hair fluttered gently with the strong wind.

Murong Qianqian's last palm was extremely fierce and powerful, Xiaokui lost to Murong Qianqian for a while, and was knocked back by the opponent by tens of feet.

After Xiaokui managed to stabilize her figure, she suddenly felt her vision blurred. She raised her right hand and found a small black spot the size of a sesame seed on her palm.

Knowing that she had been poisoned, she hastily sealed several major acupoints, and while Gong Qingying and Murong Qianqian were fighting, she quickly took a golden pattern detoxification pill.

She folded her hands in the red cloud sleeves, calmly and fiercely, her blood-red eyes were blazing with anger, staring at the two people in the fierce battle.

Gong Qingying didn't notice that Xiaokui was poisoned at all, but seeing that Xiaokui was beaten back by Murong Qianqian, she felt a little annoyed and attacked.

The closer Murong Qianqian got to Gong Qingying, the easier it was for her to be infected by her aura, and the speed at which the bewitching poison spread in her body accelerated a bit, making her anxious and out of control for a while.

Seeing Murong Qianqian lose his mind, Gong Qingying grasped the sword tightly and stabbed at the opponent's heart.

Unexpectedly, just as the Disha sword was about to stab Murong Qianqian, a transparent long sword sent the Disha sword flying with a "bang", and pierced into the red rock not far away.

Gong Qingying looked at the transparent long sword in surprise, and saw a transparent shadow gradually condense into shape, and Aunt Su, who was wearing a moon-white dress, appeared in front of her expressionlessly.

"Aunt Su, why are you here?" Gong Qingying was astonished, and luckily withdrew the evil sword.

"She is the alchemist of the third group, you are not allowed to touch her!" Aunt Su cut to the point.

"She hit Xiaokui first!" Gong Qingying retorted displeasedly.

"Then didn't you cut off her hair too?" Aunt Su indifferently glanced at Murong Qianqian's peculiar appearance of short-cut hair: "Do you know the importance of long hair to women?"

"." Gong Qingying naturally knew that her body and skin were from her parents.

In ancient times, not to mention women, even ordinary men had to ask their parents for instructions if they wanted to cut their hair, otherwise it would be regarded as unfilial, and cutting off a woman's hair symbolized seeing through the red world and becoming a nun.

But in the Ziluo Continent, where warriors are respected, there are very few people who shave their families. Unless they have committed a serious crime that can be avoided by death and life is inevitable, they will be forced to cut off their families by the elders of the family.

(End of this chapter)