after god gambler

Chapter 247 The Contest of Hegemony (1)
"Come on, don't even think about leaving!"

Before Mo Yanhua's cold voice fell completely, with a wave of his long sleeves, the silver arc of light in his hand instantly rolled towards the elder of the Poison Sect who rushed up.

"boom!"

The air was billowing, the smoke and dust filled the air, figures were flying, and blood was splashing everywhere.

With just one move, the elders of the Poison Sect who rushed up fell to their deaths.

Spike!A spike without any suspense!It's as easy and simple as chopping vegetables and watermelons!
"Soul—Soul Master!"

When Nangong Qijue saw Mo Yanhua use the silver soul power, his heart shattered and he was so frightened that he almost lost his courage.

He never expected that this man who was following Feng Meixue actually had such terrifying strength!

Lord Soul!
If I knew it would be like this, I wouldn't dare to come and find fault if I killed him!But now, it's too late to make up for it, it's too late to say anything!

"I told you, you will definitely lose this time, but you don't believe it!"

Feng Meixue's golden glow fluttered in her hands, and her beautiful face appeared in front of Nangong Qijue for the first time without any concealment, which made him amazed and frightened at the same time.

What is amazing is naturally her peerless appearance.What frightened her was her powerful strength.

She looked like she was only in her teens, but her strength was much higher than his. How could he not be frightened?
"Nine Poison Cauldrons! Go!"

Nangong Qijue knew that this time he had to rely on the Nine Poison Cauldrons to save his life, so he gritted his teeth, directly sacrificed the Nine Poison Cauldrons, and flew towards Feng Meixue.

"You want to give me a gift again. How can I not accept it if you are so enthusiastic?"

When Feng Meixue saw the Nine Venerable Poison Cauldrons suddenly appeared, she immediately burst into smiles. Wasn't it just for this thing that she waited for so long?
However, what she didn't expect was that when she was about to catch the nine poisonous cauldrons, a pair of slender hands caught the nine poisonous cauldrons before her.

The slender figure, elongated under the moonlight, looked a little cold and lonely.Just a faint look in the eyes can attract thousands of people.

His body was shrouded in a dense spiritual mist, and his hazy appearance seemed unusually elegant.The trance made people feel that even if they stretched out their hands, they couldn't touch his body.

Holding the nine poisonous cauldrons like this, he stood proudly in front of Nangong Qijue, causing everyone's eyes to widen at the same time, obviously not expecting someone to interfere.

"It's better for you to touch this kind of poisonous thing less often!"

The mellow and clear voice floated in the wind, as if a drop of light ink had melted into the night, quietly melted away, and disappeared without a sound.

The long sea-green coat was filled with the fragrance of medicinal herbs, which instantly dispelled the domineering poison of the Nine Poison Cauldrons.

Nalan Fengyin glanced softly at Feng Meixue, holding the nine poisonous cauldrons in his hand, his expression did not change at all.

"How is it possible! You touched the Nine Venerable Poison Cauldrons, how come nothing happened!"

Nangong Qijue stared blankly at Nalan Fengyin's innocent appearance, opened his eyes wide, the dilated pupils were full of disbelief, and opened his mouth uncontrollably, expressing his surprise.

The Nine Venerable Poison Cauldrons are extremely poisonous, except for people like him who have been exposed to poison since childhood, everyone else will definitely die after touching it.

This is also the reason why Nalan Fengyin took over the nine poisonous cauldrons empty-handed and did not let Feng Meixue touch them.

"I'm sorry, I'm born with no poison! The little Nine Venerable Poison Cauldron doesn't have much influence on me."

On Nalan Fengyin's jade-like face, there was a playful smile, looking at Nangong Qijue's shocked face, he calmly said the words that shocked him to death.

Feng Meixue was slightly taken aback by the sudden scene.Seeing Nalan Fengyin turn around, the nine poisonous cauldrons were trembling in his hands, as if they wanted to get rid of his restraint, but they couldn't break free no matter what.

In the night, his warm smile, like the scent of the wind, was reflected in her heart like a lantern coming on.

"The nine Poison Cauldrons are the treasure of our Poison Sect, Mr. Nalan, do you really want to make enemies of the entire Nangong Clan?"

Nangong Qijue originally thought that even if he took out the nine poisonous cauldrons, people who were not from the Nangong clan would not be able to take them away if they wanted to, so he didn't have any worries at all.But now seeing that Nalan Fengyin was born to restrain all poisons, his expression became flustered.

The Nine Poison Cauldrons are not only the treasure of the Nangong clan, but also the token of the next generation suzerain of the Nangong clan.Whoever can use the Nine Poison Cauldrons in the Nangong Clan can occupy a place in the Nangong Clan.

If he lost the nine poisonous cauldrons, the Hui people must be severely punished.

"Young Master Nangong, don't be nervous, lend me the Nine Poison Cauldrons!"

Nalan Fengyin activated the drug-absorbing power of the Nine Poison Cauldrons, and held Feng Meixue's catkin with his slender hands, making her face his palm.

The powerful suction made the burning god blood poison in her body suppressed in the exquisite lotus bead rush towards his palm like a surging tide, and then he introduced the poison into the nine poison cauldrons.

Seeing his actions, Feng Meixue just wanted to free her hand when she heard his voice fall.

"If you believe me, don't move!"

Staring at his sincere eyes, she bit her red lips so that she didn't break free from his palm.

When Mo Yanhua saw that Nalan Fengyin was going to induce poison for her, his eyes darkened slightly, and the color darkened a little.There is a kind of emotion in my heart that is difficult to sort out, like a mess, intertwined, and it keeps cutting and untangling.

But he did not interrupt them impulsively, but was careful to watch the movement around him, not to let Feng Meixue make any mistakes.

In Nalan Fengyin's eyes, he didn't see possessiveness, just a kind of faint concern, but he didn't feel relieved because of it, instead his sense of crisis became stronger.

Nalan Fengyin, the holy doctor of Xiaoyao, is notoriously thin and cold-blooded, no one will make him show caring, but he is the only one who helps Feng Meixue regardless of the cost, how can he feel at ease?
The power of the Nine Poison Cauldrons is very domineering, if it wasn't for Nalan Fengyin's strength, he would have been unable to control it.Fortunately, the burning god blood poison in Feng Meixue's body was very concentrated, but within a few breaths, all of them were drawn out, rushing towards the nine poisonous cauldrons like a river entering the sea.

The palm of her hand turned from white to purple, and then to a normal skin color, and her whole body softened prostratedly.

Before Nalan Fengyin had time to catch her, Mo Yanhua had already hugged her into his arms, looked at him with complicated eyes, moved his thin lips slightly, and spoke in a soothing and continuous voice without any ups and downs.

"Thank you!"

"No need!"

Nalan Fengyin's equally indifferent voice caressed like a breeze.Seeing the scene of Mo Yanhua embracing Feng Meixue, for some reason, he felt a little glaring.

(End of this chapter)