Evil King's Supreme Poisonous Queen

Murong Sheng was naturally afraid that the poison spread by Qu Yun would hurt shangguanhuang. He moved his steps slightly to the side and led Qu Yun to another direction.

There was no shangguanhuang standing next to him. Qu Yun moved his hand to murongsheng. He was even more worried. He stretched out his hand and smashed a handful of medicinal powder in the direction of murongsheng.

He directly took the powder as an action of smashing a stone.

"I said, can you sprinkle medicine powder? Can you have something else? You know, I can't see these poisons you sprinkle!"

When Qu Yun sprinkled the powder at her, she immediately avoided it. It doesn't mean that she is afraid of the powder sprinkled by Qu Yun. But I don't want my body to be stained with these powder, so I avoid it.

Looking up at Qu Yun, his eyes were full of ridicule.

Her body is not afraid of poison. After being disturbed by the old poisonous woman, it should be said that everyone in the Wulin should know something.

Who ever thought that Qu Yun, a waste, wanted to poison her now?

It's really no innovation. Can't you bring out something new for her to see?

Being watched by murongsheng with a very ironic look, Qu Yun was deeply stimulated, and his heart was even more angry.

Angrily, he threw the poison in his hand that hadn't been smashed at Murong Sheng on the ground, and nodded his feet to use the great lightness skill, which is to fly in the direction of Murong Sheng.

However, when she just waved her fist, she forgot that her wound had not fully recovered. The range of use was very large, which made her feel the pain one by one in the chest shot by Murong Sheng, as if it was about to be torn.

"Oh? The wound hasn't fully recovered yet. It still hurts, isn't it?"

Murong Sheng has cultivated himself in the secret place for so long that he can avoid Qu Yun's attack flexibly.

You can also have time to see Qu Yun's expression. Looking at her face twisted together in an instant, her face was pale, and drops of cold sweat flowed down from her forehead, you can guess. I'm afraid Qu Yun hasn't recovered from her injury.

Murong Sheng himself is not a pure person. The short arrow made by himself is naturally poisoned.

Even Qu Yun could not be removed in a short time. What's more, Qu Yun didn't deal with his wound in time, but dragged his injured body to find shangguanhuang. Naturally, he lost the best treatment time.

If Qu Yun didn't know some medical skills, I'm afraid it would be impossible to live to this day according to Qu Yun's hiding during this period.

While Murong Sheng was talking, he saw a trace of blood seeping out from Qu Yun's clothes, which directly dyed Qu Yun's clothes red.

"Oh, it was too dark that night to see clearly. It turned out that I hit your place. But it seems that your place hasn't completely recovered? Your clothes don't look very good. You can't even cure yourself."

When the enemy was in pain, she looked very happy.

Murong Sheng sneered and stood by watching Qu Yun's chest dye red with great interest. Looking at Qu Yun's face twisted with pain, the cold sweat was continuously left from his forehead, and then he hit Qu Yun's wound with a fist.