Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 193: I was attacked and returned late (2)
And the young man who was supposed to be crushed in one of the "strangling" hits was still standing unharmed in front of the city wall full of sword marks, with the faceless pitch-black mask still firmly on his face .

However, his right sleeve, which should have been saturated, was actually empty at the moment, shaking slightly under the dim gray moonlight and in the cold wind, while his left hand was holding a dark Ballista!
Sharp arrowheads still spit out from the mouth of the crossbow, shining star-white light under the dim moonlight.

Zhanbai Dingding looked at the crossbow machine in Mr. Gui's hand, when he came back to his senses, he saw Mr. Gui's left hand suddenly loosened, and the heavy crossbow machine in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Zhan Bai frowned and looked at Mr. Gui's left hand, then turned around, walked to the side of the man in black who was killed by his sword, and pulled out his blood-stained sword from the man in black expressionlessly. Stepping over the throats of the five men in black who had been killed by him one by one, and after making sure that none of them were still breathing, he slowly walked towards the other five men who were nailed to the ground by Mr. Sly.

"Tell me, who sent you here." Zhan Baijian pointed at the throat of one of them, his expressionless face had recovered, and his voice was so cold that there was no question at all.

The man in black didn't answer, and there was an expression on his face that he didn't intend to answer. Zhan Bai pierced the tip of his sword into his throat without hesitation, watching his sword tip spatter with bloody red spots expressionlessly.

I saw Mr. Gui took a step forward, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything.

Zhan Bai asked the other four people one by one, but he didn't get an answer from them, but when he asked the last person, he asked again, his voice was still too cold, "Say, who sent you here."

Although the last man in black didn't know why his body was only nailed to his shoulders but he couldn't move his whole body, he just watched helplessly as his companion was killed by this murderous man in front of him. He is a killer, but he is still a person after all, and he is still a person who feels afraid after all. Finally, he was afraid, and said in a trembling voice: "If, if I say so, will you spare my life?"

"En." Zhan Bai pressed the tip of the sword against the neck of the man in black, and responded coldly.

"Then let me tell you!" In the face of fear, many people will choose to bow their heads to fear, so what about killers, not every killer has the determination to see death as home, the man in black swallowed hard, and said in a trembling voice, "Yes, it's too—"

The word "zi" was stuck in the throat of the man in black, but before he could spit it out completely, he suddenly widened his eyes, staring at Zhan Bai in disbelief, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, "You—— "

On the throat of the man in black, the tip of Zhanbai's sword had pierced his throat, and he only had time to say "you" before he saw Zhanbai pull the sword out of his throat without hesitation, and the man in black's neck twitched. Crooked, he swallowed his breath, his eyes were not closed, and he died with regret.

"I never said that I can keep my word." Zhan Bai is like an ice sculpture, a ruthless ice sculpture that kills people without blinking an eye.

After taking the life of the last man in black, he slowly turned around to look at Mr. Sly, who was standing in front of the city wall and hadn't moved or left. First, he looked at the crossbow that fell at his feet and he hadn't picked it up yet. Then he looked at his empty right sleeve, and finally looked at the faceless mask on his face, opened his mouth slightly, and was about to say something, but when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spit out, staining his chin red.

Mr. Gui had a mask on his face, so he couldn't see what his face was like, but he lifted his right foot slightly, and threw the crossbow in front of him towards Zhan Bai. Zhan Bai quickly put his sword back into its sheath, raised his hand and caught the strange The crossbow thrown to him by the young master was heavy.

Mr. Gui walked quietly to Zhan Bai's side, and said in a deep voice, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go back to the inn first."

The Yilai Inn in the south of the city is where Zhanbai stayed in Nanbi City, but he did not return to the Yilai Inn, but just entered an abandoned house.

Mr. Gui didn't have any objection, he just followed in.

There is a half-burnt firewood pile in the house, and it seems that someone once rested here.

Zhan Bai took out the fire pocket from his waist, blew it on, and threw the fire pocket into the firewood, then put the long sword and crossbow in his hand aside, and sat cross-legged beside the fire that gradually ignited down.

The first thing Zhanbai did when he sat down was to look at his right arm, which was hit by the hidden weapon. Before he took out the hidden weapon, he saw that the sleeve that should have been stained with reddish-brown blood was now dazed with a large amount of red and black blood. Zhan Bai just took a look, and quickly tore his right sleeve from shoulder length, exposing his injured arm.

Two-thirds of the hidden weapon was submerged into Zhan Bai's arm, and he saw that Zhan Bai's arm was fainting black from the hidden weapon. Obviously, the hidden weapon was poisonous, but Zhan Bai did not change his face, only sticking the torn sleeve to the hidden weapon Without hesitation, he pulled the plum blossom dart out of his arm.

There are teeth on the dart, pulling it out like this will definitely tear the flesh, but Zhan Bai frowned.

Mr. Gui sat down beside Zhanbai, tilted his shoulders, and put the dowry on his back between him and Zhanbai. He glanced at Zhanbai's poisoned wound and said calmly: "The second layer of dowry is blue. Porcelain bottle, take it out and pour the powder on the wound."

Zhanbai looked at Mr. Gui expressionlessly, opened the booklet with his left hand, took out the blue porcelain bottle on the second layer according to Mr. Mr. Gui's words, and poured the medicine powder in the bottle onto the wound on his arm.

But after a while, he saw the blood from his wound turn from red to black, only to hear Mr. Gui say again: "The red porcelain bottle, sprinkle the medicine on it, and take two pills from the black porcelain bottle."

Zhanbai did the same thing again, but Mr. Gui didn't see him move his left hand.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhanbai's complexion not only didn't look better, but became paler, Young Master Shui said again: "You still have injuries?"

Zhan Bai didn't hide it either, but unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his bandage-wrapped chest. He lowered his head to look at the bloody heart, and said indifferently, "The wound has just opened again."

"Take one of the medicines in the white porcelain bottle." Mr. Gui said calmly, "You take this porcelain bottle, take one pill every morning and evening, and take it for three days."

Zhan Bai didn't refuse, and after swallowing a pill, he closed his clothes again, put the white porcelain bottle in his arms, and closed the dowry for Mr. Shui.

After a long while of silence, Zhan Bai said indifferently: "Why save me?"

"You also wanted to save me just now." Mr. Gui's tone was as flat as that of Zhan Bai, but Zhan Bai's tone sounded full of coldness, while his tone lacked that chill, faint, not much temperature.

"Heh..." Zhan Bai smiled coldly, "I just followed the order of the pavilion master."

(End of this chapter)