Fortunate Young Gentleman

"Holy girl, let's stop her, you go first!"

More than ten guardians surrounded the figure. One of the leaders looked back at the veiled woman and said anxiously.

When they met the Saint of the Eighth Meridian just now, this person appeared silently.

It only took her a few breaths of effort to capture everyone including the Eighth Meridian Saint and her guardian.

A few days ago, they also witnessed her annihilating the Seventh Meridian army.

They didn't know who this person was or whether he was a master, but they knew that they were no match for her.

The veiled woman walked up to them and said, "You are no match for her. I will stop her, so you go."

The mission of the guardian is to protect the safety of the saint. When the saint is in danger, he will rush in front of her, and he will not hesitate to sacrifice his own life when necessary.

The tall slender woman at the head looked at her and said decisively: "Holy girl, this is absolutely impossible. You should leave quickly..."

The veiled woman said no more and looked at the figure under the cloak opposite.

The tall woman knew that the Saint's decision would not change, and there was a hint of emotion in her eyes, and then she said decisively: "Let's go, don't involve the Saint!"

"You are kind and righteous." A voice came from under the cloak. The voice was erratic. I could only tell that it was a woman under the cloak, but I couldn't guess her approximate age.

"Ninth Elder, stop pretending." The veiled woman looked at her and said, "If you ignore the canon rules, send you into the Gu Forest, and intervene in the fight for the saint, you won't be afraid of being deprived of your position as an elder and thrown into the Gu pond. No bones left?"

The figure under the cloak was silent for a long time before speaking again.

This time, the voice under the cloak was no longer erratic, and the voice of an old woman really came.

She looked at the woman and asked, "How did you know?"

The woman glanced at her and said: "The ten elders each have their own strengths in the art of poisoning. Which elder's ability to exorcise poisons can be as good as that of the ninth elder?"

The figure took off his cloak and threw it on the ground, revealing the face of an old woman.

The ninth elder looked at the veiled woman and said calmly: "I originally wanted to spare your life, but now it seems I can't."

As soon as she finished speaking, countless Gu insects suddenly surged out from under her feet and surged towards the veiled woman.

The woman stretched out her hand, holding a glistening ice silkworm in her palm. Those Gu insects crawled half a foot away from her, but they were trembling and did not dare to come forward.

However, almost in the next moment, a green light shot out from the old woman's sleeve. I don't know what the green light was. The ice silkworm in the woman's hand felt the breath, and immediately shot out from the woman's hand, and that green light shot out from the woman's hand. The green light fights together.

At the same time, the Gu insects on the ground started to move again.

They crawled past the woman's feet and then disappeared under the dead leaves on the ground.

The Ninth Elder's expression finally changed. He looked at her and asked, "How did you do that?"

Under the veil of the woman, she smiled, looked at her, and asked: "The Ninth Elder is one of the oldest elders in the religion. Don't you know how I did it?"

"This is impossible!" The Ninth Elder's expression changed again, and he said sternly: "The previous generation of saints fell, and the Ten Thousand Poison Sutras were robbed. It is impossible for anyone to know this technique. Who are you!"

The woman took a step forward and said, "You might as well take a guess..."

The Ninth Elder glanced at her and said, "You don't have to think about delaying time. When I kill you, it will be their turn."

The veiled woman shook her head and said: "This is not the reason for me to delay."

The Ninth Elder naturally didn't believe it. He snorted coldly and was about to take action when his expression suddenly changed. He took a few steps back and said in shock: "Who are you!"

The veiled woman looked at her, sighed, and said, "What a pity."

The old woman kept a distance of two feet from her, and she felt more at ease. This saint of the tenth lineage is really weird. Not only does she know the secret skills that only the previous generations of saints know, but she can also poison her body silently, almost without even her noticing. Such a person is no longer as good as the current one. How much weaker are the top ten elders.

In fact, when it comes to poison and poison, even she is not as good as her. This can be seen from the strength she has shown so far.

There is no doubt that she must be hiding a big secret.

This secret is most likely related to the previous generation of saints and the lost Ten Thousand Poison Sutras.

In a short period of time, the Ninth Elder regarded her as an opponent of the same level as her, and became extremely vigilant.

The veiled woman also felt the pressure coming from the opposite side. After all, the other side was an extremely senior elder. In addition to Gu magic, he also had extremely high martial arts skills...

Just when she was thinking about this, the old woman had already moved...

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"Want a bunch?"

Tang Ning looked at the grilled centipedes handed over by the old beggar, rejected his kindness, and picked up the rabbit leg he had left yesterday.

Perhaps because this was a Ten Thousand Poison Forest with countless poisonous insects, even in the mountain forest, Tang Ning could find very little game.

Moreover, since the second and third veins fell into his hands, the people from the other veins seemed to have evaporated out of thin air, and Tang Ning had not seen even one of them.

The fight for the Saint was turned into a wild survival game by the Wan Gu Cult, and no food was allowed to be brought in from outside. The old beggar didn't care. In his eyes, anyone who could run could eat. But if this continued, Tang Ning and others would have trouble eating.

He now understood the farmer's idea in the story of waiting for the rabbit by the tree.

If they sat here, people from other branches would come one by one for them to catch, and that would save a lot of trouble...

Rustle...

Tang Ning's idea had just emerged in his mind when a rustling sound suddenly came from the woods nearby. From the sound, at least ten people were approaching this side.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw that there were exactly ten women running out of the woods.

Tang Ning showed a trace of surprise on his face. Judging from their clothes, these ten people should be the guardians of a Saint of a certain branch. However, the mission of the Saint's guardian is to protect the Saint. How could there be only the guardian and not the Saint?

Tang Ning's face was full of surprise, and the faces of the ten women who ran out of the forest were full of fear.

They had never thought that there were so many people outside the forest.

While they were stunned, A Duo and others had already taken action.

Before the old beggar could make a move, everyone had already captured these people.

In the past few days, the saints of the second and third veins and their guardians have surrendered to them under Tang Ning's earnest persuasion.

After all, they have no chance to compete for the saint, and standing on the side of the future saint is obviously more promising than fighting to the end.

A Duo walked to the side of the leading woman and asked, "Which vein are you from? Where is your saint?"

The leading woman turned her head away and said nothing.

A Duo put her hands on her hips and said, "Speak or not, if you don't, I'll throw you into the poisonous insect pile!"

The two younger girls among the ten people trembled and turned pale when they heard this. The leading girl turned her head and gritted her teeth and said, "The tenth pulse!"

Tang Ning, who was sitting on a tree stump not far away, stood up suddenly when he heard this.