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In an instant, Yang Zhao felt that there seemed to be hundreds of red-burned knives in his lower abdomen being cut at the same time.

But in fact, there were no thousands of red-burned knives piercing Yang Zhao's lower abdomen, everything was just an illusion.

In fact, there was only one knife that pierced his lower abdomen, and it was colder as ice.

The cold knife, which was hard to ice, was holding in the hands of everyone Mingyue.

Yang Zhao was stunned. He could not believe it no matter what.

But facts are facts and can never be denied.

He was so painful that he could hardly hold on. Yang Zhao fell backwards, but he vaguely saw...

The twisted and strange face of everyone Mingyue.

Is this really her?

However, no matter what the answer is, it no longer matters.

At this moment, there is only one thing that is most important.

That is to live!

The stagnant time suddenly returned to normal speed. Yang Zhao raised his right arm and gathered his remaining strength to shoot it out. The shape of the "Kun" in his palm was so dim that it was almost nothing, but it still barely left a little bit of the power. Mingyue, everyone is weak and delicate, how can they resist? The iron palm is put on it and it is immediately beaten back like a broken kite. "Click~" in the crack, the wooden railing in the prison room was smashed to pieces. Mingyue, everyone and countless wood chips smashed onto the prison stone wall. The murderous knife fell off his hands as his right shoulder softly dropped, and his joints were obviously dislocated.

There was no sign of pain on his face full of fanaticism. Mingyue and everyone struggled hard, and made a grim smile from their throats. She raised her left arm and broke into the air with a sound of a meteor. An instant black light burst into a burst of fire. Yang Zhao, who was lying on the collapse of the prison room, had dark eyes and could no longer see what it was. In a vague state, he subconsciously raised his hand to block it, and the edge of his palm hit the hidden weapon that was coming. But he never expected that the black light not only was not swept away, but instead flexibly swirled in the air and wrapped around Yang Zhao's palm.

The burning and stinging pain rushed straight from his palm like lightning, which instantly offset the dizziness and feeling halfway. Yang Zhaolingtai suddenly appeared half of the clear spirit, and he screamed and raised his waist. Under the dim light, he saw that the hidden weapon wrapped around his palm was not a hidden weapon, but a strange little snake with serrated back and silver light hidden in the dark skin. It showed its poisonous fangs and bit the enemy's palm tightly, and was constantly injecting the accumulated venom into the body of the prey.

Yang Zhao grabbed the tail of the strange little snake without thinking and pulled it wildly, and immediately pulled off a large piece of his palm and flesh. He threw the strange snake into the ground and stepped into meat sauce. Yang Zhao tore off his clothes and wrapped the wound in his lower abdomen. He first pointed the acupoint for himself to stop bleeding, and then immediately tried to force out the poison that could not be moved upward along the blood and energy. The kingly true energy of the Xuanjian of the Yijing turned with his thoughts, and tried his best to build a fragile defense line to support it, but his struggle seemed meaningless. The poisonous force continued to climb up slowly but resolutely. Wherever he went, the color of the skin turned strange purple-black, and the muscles became rigid and necrotic. Not long after, his right half of his body had completely lost his feelings. As soon as the poison passed by the Jianjing point, the poison would enter his brain, and there would be no cure for it!

The poison in the chicken soup and the poison of the strange black snake were in conflict, which offset the medicine power by half. But this does not mean that the poisoning method is low. On the contrary, the new poison generated by the combination of the two poisons is more than ten times more violent than the sum of the two poisons. If it is placed on ordinary martial artists such as Qin Wuan, the chief escort of the Wu'an Escort Agency, at this time, even 300 of them will be poisoned to death.

However, Yang Zhao was never willing to wait for death easily. At the critical moment of life and death, he could not take care of any future troubles. Yang Zhao put his heart on and immediately used the highest profound mystery of the Xuanjian of the Book of Changes. He had not yet mastered the "Yi Tian Changes Earth, Fighting Stars Moves, and the method" that he had not yet practiced. In an instant, the true qi in the meridians reversed and reversed, and the defense line that blocked the upward movement of the poisonous power collapsed without attack. The strange purple and black rose up like an elevator, and it had spread throughout his body in a blink of an eye. Yang Zhao made a "grand" sound in his throat, staring at his eyes and leaning against it. His head hit the wall, and it made a strange "bang~" sound like a rotten broken wood hitting a stone.

The cold wind roared outside the window. The dim oil lamp shook for a few times and finally went out. In the entire prison, it completely turned into a shortage of fingers. Apart from the increasingly weak breathing of Mingyue, there was no sound.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes... Everything seemed to have been frozen and will remain forever. But suddenly, the door of the prison opened again, and a figure as light as a cat opened the door and rushed in. With a flash of his hand, he had already lit up the fire.

It was clearly seen in the fire. The person who came was the prison guard who opened the door for Mingyue. He looked around the prison room. Then he quickly walked to Yang Zhao and kicked him around his waist. There was an "bang" sound again. Yang Zhao's body was completely hard as if it was cut off from the erosion of poisonous power.

The jailer grinned, and a proud and vicious smile appeared on his originally ordinary face. He murmured: "What dog, the big family of the fart, I bah! He pressed on our Tang Sect to act as a mighty man, and they all deserved to die. Now, it's a good thing for you." The eyes that were less black and white, turned around, and then sat down in a daze. The bright moon with blank eyes was covered with big white skin. The jailer felt his throat dry. He swallowed his mouth so hard that he had a strange light burst out from his pupils. He turned around and walked towards this piece of attainable *, with his hands wide open, and his index fingers moved.

The dull eyes suddenly appeared, and Yang Zhao, who was as stiff as a wood, regained his vitality. He jumped hard without saying a word, and his whole body jumped up like a spring, and rushed towards the prison guard from behind. The wind was loud in the lightning and fire. The prison guard changed his horror. Without thinking, he bent his arms and hammered his two elbows backwards. But he was just like a stone in the iron, which made his hands numb. Before he could react, Yang Zhao hugged his arms and suppressed him tightly like an iron hoop. Then the little prince opened his mouth and exposed two rows of white teeth, aimed at the enemy's back carotid artery, and bit it hard without hesitation!

The heart-wrenching pain penetrated into the bone marrow. The prisoner screamed in pain, trying his best to try to shake Yang Zhao away. The two of them pounced on the ground, wrapped themselves in a ball and rolled around. Life and death were at stake, and each other took out their strength to eat. However, after Yang Zhao bit the other's major artery, he continued to swallow the blood of the prisoner. Although the blood was smelly and fishy, ​​it immediately turned into a large ball of fire that was extremely hot and rushing along the meridians in his body, gradually loosening the limbs that were originally stiff due to the erosion of poison.

〖Yi Tian changed the earth, the big change of stars, the method is the most profound and mysterious mental method in the Xuanjian of the Book of Changes. After practicing, the 108 major acupoints in the body correspond to the 108 constellations in the sky, and can suck the vast star power almost unlimited for me. Yang Zhao has not yet practiced this mental method, so he cannot suck the star power. However, the poison just now cannot be eliminated, so he had to forcefully circulate the mental method, disperse and store the poison into the 108 major acupoints, break it into pieces, and temporarily suppress the poison, almost avoiding the worst consequences caused by the toxicity entering the brain. But this is just a temporary measure and it cannot be maintained for too long. Fortunately, just before the final limit comes, the living "anti medicine" has been automatically sent to Yang Zhao.

All the people in the world who use poison to nourish poison are the first condition that they must be able to resist poison themselves. This is in line with the principle that "bear before learning to beat people." In other words, the flesh and blood of the prisoner is the best antidote. The blood is melted, and the poison in the previous part has gradually disappeared, but the prisoner's struggle and resistance is getting weaker and weaker. It doesn't take long before he suddenly spasmed a few times, his whole body was limp, and his breathing and heartbeat at the same time.

When he was fighting just now, Yang Zhao did not dare to rashly lift his true energy, and he relied on his own strength to support him. Although he was lucky enough to win, his hands and feet were also weak. What's worse was that the wound on his lower abdomen seemed to be cracking again, and blood oozing out of the bandage. He gasped for a few breaths, and didn't bother to observe the wound. He staggered up and walked straight to Mingyue and everyone, reaching out to slap her face hard, shouting: "Hey, how are you?"

Mingyue, everyone's eyes were still confused and had no reaction. If it weren't for the slightly ups and downs of his chest, Yang Zhao almost thought she had become a dead person. Seeing Yang Zhao, who had broken countless comics through time, could he not know what was going on? If it weren't for hypnosis, it would definitely be a kind of evil way such as soul-catching and magic. But how could it be solved, it was really like a mouse pulling king, eight - there was no way to start.

After struggling for so long, the yamen was still silent and silent. I don’t know if everyone was dead or they were driven away. Yang Zhao only felt that his right eyebrows were constantly jumping endlessly, and subconsciously felt that this matter was not over tonight. He was in a dangerous crisis. He didn’t dare to continue wasting time. He gritted his teeth and turned his head and left with a cruel heart.

If you want to save someone, it depends on your qualifications. With her current state, Yang Zhao never thinks that he can escape by taking a big burden with a big burden. Even if he cannot accept it emotionally, the rationality in his heart makes a cold voice telling him that he can only choose this way, and only choose this way.

As soon as he stepped out of the prison gate, Yang Zhao immediately relaxed his breath. It was not because the evening breeze that was blowing oncoming was so refreshing, but because he was finally able to prove with facts that his choice was cold, but was absolutely correct.

In fact, the evening breeze is not only not refreshing, but also more fishy and odorless, and the middle-aged man wants to vomit. It is just because there are countless snakes and insects entrenched in the open space in front of the prison cell. The torches inserted under the eaves are burning vigorously, which is enough for people to see the light clearly. The shape of the strange snake is exactly the same as the one that the bright moon waved out of the sleeves before. Not only is the back serrated, but the skin is dark and covered with silver light. From a distance, it looks like a lake water reflecting rippling waves. Although it looks beautiful at first glance, the hidden dangers and terrors make people shudder!

Before Jingzhe, snakes, insects, rats and ants should have been hibernating underground. Now, the group of people who violated their nature are being moved, of course, someone is manipulating and driving it. But Yang Zhao knew that the mastermind behind the scenes would never be the three figures that were standing among the snakes, all over their bodies, surrounded by poisonous snakes.

The reason is very simple. Those three people are Qin Wu'an, Hu Jingshui, and Tuoba Wenzheng, the head of the Wu'an Escort Agency.

They dare not move, dare not speak, and even dare not blink. Being surrounded by thousands of snakes, the breath of death can definitely make people crazy. The reason why Qin Wuan didn't fall down and fainted was not because their spirits were very strong, but because they knew that as soon as they fell, these strange snakes would immediately pounce on them to suck their bones and suck marrow, and eat all their flesh and blood.

Yang Zhao took a deep breath, focused his mind and entered a clear state that was as bright as an ancient well. He shouted, "Yang is here. No matter who you are, if you want Yang Yu, you can come out and take it. Why do you have to do so many boring means?"

"Bad life? Haha, it's such a noble life." Someone in the darkness laughed in a strange way. Immediately, a man and a woman walked out of the corner of the wall. Wherever he went, the snakes surging, and naturally made way out of the path. The woman was wrapped in a thick black cloak, and she couldn't see her figure. The man was wearing a snow-white troop and hugged her chest with his arms. The red fire shone on his face, reflecting a pale pale that was completely different from the dead. He looked at Yang Zhaozai with a few eyes, and stuck out his tongue and licked his lips like a poisonous snake spitting a letter. His greed and excited expression was revealed.

The army of millions of poisonous snakes failed to make the little prince of the Sui Dynasty scared, but the weird behavior of this weird person really made Yang Zhao feel creepy. He then took a step back and said in a deep voice: "What my friend said is so puzzling. No matter what, if you want to deal with me, just do it. Why bother to involve other irrelevant people?"
Chapter completed!