As someone else, at this time, I was afraid that I would cry and whine in pain, rolling around everywhere, and I could not wait to beg him to stop. Unexpectedly, although the nine masters were born Wenxiu, they were a tough guy with strong bones, and his mouth was full of blood when he gritted his teeth, and he really only had the moan/groan just now.
Wen Heng asked without changing his face, "Are you still coming?"
This point is actually a strange acupoint on the back of a person. When the internal forces are stimulated, there will be sudden and severe pain. That pain is the real thing that makes people unable to survive or die. If it wasn't for Wen Heng's right hand still pinching the neck of the nine masters, making him barely stand, I'm afraid that he would have been pulled out of his bones and collapsed to the ground like mud.
Nine masters have not suffered such hardships for many years, the eyes are dark, and the ears are buzzing.
"The key, the antidote." Wen Heng said sternly, "Don't force me to repeat it again."
Master Jiu was soaked with sweat as if he had just been fished out of the water. He is a wise man who knows current affairs and understands that he can't beat Wen Heng. If he comes again, he will die, so he stopped being stubborn and said in a hoarse voice: "Solution. The medicine is in the blue bottle, and the key is with Fang Yuanzhuo... I can ask him to come in and open the door for you."
"It's a job." Wen Heng returned the original words to him, "I don't eat or drink for a toast, wouldn't it be better to be obedient earlier?"
Nine Masters: "..."
He took a few deep breaths, calmed the lingering pain in his body, and said to Wen Heng, "Take me out."
Being held hostage by Wen Heng, Fang Yuanzhuo had to hand over the keys and make the guards back away. Nie Ying got a bunch of copper keys, didn't dare to hesitate, quickly opened the prison doors one by one, and distributed the antidote to everyone to take.
Until this time, the disciples of all sects who were forcibly kidnapped by the nine masters dared to relax their breaths, pinched their thighs, and had a real sense of survival.
"Don't panic, don't panic!" Nie Ying said loudly, "Everyone help each other, don't rush to resume martial arts, go out first!"
It takes a little time to release more than 100 people. Wen Heng was only responsible for watching over the nine masters, and was distracted by Nie Ying's movements. Their actions today were not negotiated in advance, but due to various coincidences, this moment has become the best time. As long as they seize the opportunity, they can succeed in one fell swoop.
but-
Wen Heng always vaguely felt uneasy in his heart. I don't know if it was because he was too suspicious. From the two of them disguised and disguised to sneak into Shiyue Prison, to stepping into the cell and seeing the detainees, to hijacking the nine masters to get the key , this way seems to be a little too smooth.
Is luck really on their side today
When the cell was about halfway through, the nine adults who had been silent all the time suddenly asked, "Are you the one who rammed the car on the official road that day?"
Wen Heng didn't expect that he would be able to think of this verse, and he couldn't help but be startled, intuition that this person's sharpness and alertness were far above ordinary people. But now that the matter has come, he has no need to hide it, so he simply admits it generously and says, "Yes."
Master Jiu nodded, but he was still able to laugh, and continued: "Okay, okay."
Wen Heng said, "What is it?"
Master Jiu turned his back to him, Wen Heng didn't see the smile on his face suddenly turning mysterious, he only heard him say quietly, "It's almost time."
"Um?"
As soon as the word fell, Wen Heng's eyes suddenly turned dark, and he felt that the world was spinning, the figures around him were upside down, his voice gradually faded like a tide, but his internal organs were burning like fire, and a mouthful of blood rushed into his throat.
This is a symptom of poisoning.
He was dizzy, and his heart was still clear. He forced his head down to look at the wound on his right arm. He saw the blood was black and purple, and it was obvious that the toxin had penetrated deep into the texture: "You..."
The acupuncture point of the nine masters was not solved, but he could feel his fingers that were holding his throat gradually weak and weak, knowing that the poison/medicine was effective, this man was about to be planted in his hands, and he couldn't help taunting: "The sword is poisonous, As long as you move your inner strength, you will be poisoned, I said earlier that you can't save them, and now you have to join in with yourself."
The poison attacked faster and faster. In just a few words, Wen Heng was at the end of his strength, and his mind was full of slurries. Numerous thoughts flashed like fireworks, and in the end, only one was caught by him. He immediately turned his head and shouted sharply at Nie Ying, "There is an ambush! Brother, go!"
The nine masters shouted at the same time: "Fang Yuanzhuo, do it!"
All of a sudden, there were shouts of killing, and all the brilliance in front of Wen Heng's eyes dimmed at this moment. Fang Yuanzhuo grabbed the front and wanted to retake the nine masters. Wen Heng's right hand dagger "choked" and landed, but his left palm pushed forward, a huge force like a dying dragon, gushing out. Master Jiu, who had his back turned to him, and Fang Yuanzhuo, who had a hand on Master Jiu's shoulder, just hit him head-on, and he was shot several meters away, blood spurted wildly, and he fell to the other end of the cell like a dead man.
Whether it was the imprisoned disciple or the guard, they were all frightened by the palm of the mountain. Everyone present was horrified, and even stopped fighting, and all looked at where Wen Heng was standing.
He stood in the shadow not far from the prison door, the sleeve of his right arm was completely soaked with black blood, and he couldn't stop falling. Anyone could see that he was seriously injured, but the figure was still standing like a lone pine, and it was awe-inspiring and unapproachable.
With just one palm, he seriously injured the two leading big men here. The remaining guards were headless, and no one dared to go forward to arrest him, for fear that he was pretending to be weak and waiting for an opportunity to violently hurt people again.
The two sides were deadlocked for a long time, but the more Wen Changqing in the crowd looked, the more he felt that this person was familiar, and the more familiar he became, the more frightened he became. Junior Brother? Are you Junior Brother Yue?"
Wen Heng was already exhausted, but when he shook it like this, he coughed out a mouthful of blood and fell on his back.
"Yue Chi!"
A dream was dizzy, as if a hundred years had passed, Wen Heng finally regained consciousness, and the five senses returned to their positions one after another. He held his breath and looked inside, feeling that although his limbs were heavy, there was a warm and pure infuriating qi circling and patrolling in his body.
Wen Heng closed his eyes and didn't move, thinking about the past carefully, knowing that his plan failed, but instead fell into the enemy's trap. Although he had a big somersault this time, he had to admire the resourcefulness of the nine masters.
I just don't know if the two of them will die if he slaps it down.
There was a rustling movement in his ears, and Wen Changqing sighed with worry: "I've been dizzy for a day and a night, and there is a lack of doctors and medicines in the prison, can I still wake up?"
Another unfamiliar voice said in a good-natured manner: "Wen Shaoxia, rest assured, Yue Gongzi's pulse is stable and strong, and he will not wake up until he is exhausted.
Wen Heng twitched his fingers, tried his best to open his eyelids, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Fourth Senior Brother..."
At this moment, this sound is no less than the sound of heaven for Wen Changqing. Surprised and delighted, he hurriedly helped Wen Heng to sit up against the wall, and someone immediately handed him a bowl of clear water. Wen Heng didn't even have time to check if there was any Hua Gong San in it, he brought it over and dried up, and the scorching thirst in his throat was only slightly relieved.
Since he woke up, whether in this cell or in other cells, everyone has been listening to his movements with their eyes and ears erect, and they are very focused. It looked as if Wen Heng was some kind of unborn baby bump, and he even breathed carefully, for fear that he would be blown away by the thick breath.
In the face of everyone's eager eyes, he let out a light sigh of relief and said, "I'm incompetent, I fell in with the other party's tricks, but instead caused everyone to have fun, I feel really guilty."
The crowd hurriedly said, "Young Master Yue said what you said, you are willing to take action with justice, I have already been deeply grateful, and the son must not blame yourself."
Wen Changqing asked, "Junior brother, was it you who drove the donkey into the motorcade a few days ago?"
Wen Heng said: "Yes. I met a friend at the foot of Siyou Mountain and found that many disciples of the sect were missing. After some investigation, they caught up with the convoy. At that time, I didn't know the depth of the other party, so I had to try this method. No I thought that the thief's head would still see through the traces."
Although the two of them deliberately changed their descriptions after they entered the city, when the other party was paying attention, it was still too conspicuous that there were two more men delivering food in Shiyue Prison. From the moment they entered the prison, they had already stepped into the trap set by the Nine Great Masters. After that, they were asked to deliver porridge, and they were taken to prison. The intention was nothing more than to lure the two into the trap and detain them in prison together.
Thinking about it now, even the sword that was drawn on Wen Heng's arm was probably planned in advance. Once he does it, the poison/drug will attack immediately, and naturally it will be impossible to escape; if he does not do it, the Nine Masters will not let him go home, so he will definitely keep Wen Heng and Nie Ying in order to continue to threaten others.
Blame him for not being vigilant enough, eager to achieve success, and rash action, and it will be broken into the hands of the nine masters.
Wen Changqing couldn't help sighing after listening to his detailed description: "This person is aggressive and has long been prepared. We have no heart to guard against others, and there is nothing we can do about it. Now we only hope that the people who escaped can spread the word to the sect. Wait for the seniors and elders to try to rescue them."
Wen Heng then remembered and asked him, "Who has escaped?"
Wen Changqing said: "The situation was chaotic at the time, and everyone's martial arts were not fully recovered. Only your friend desperately grabbed the Dragon Realm Shaoxia and rushed out."
Wen Heng nodded and said with relief, "Finally, we sent two messengers. Long Shaoxia and my eldest brother are both righteous and trustworthy people. Knowing that we are in prison, we will definitely find a way to ask for help and gather people to save everyone. ."
When everyone heard this, although they had no hope of escape for a while, they were greatly comforted. They thanked Wen Heng again, and went back to their original places to rest and rest.
Wen Heng looked around the cell, and saw that in addition to Wen Changqing, there were five or six disciples from the Zhaoyao Villa and the Chu Family Sword Sect. He pulled Lawen Changqing's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Fourth Senior Brother, the leader arrested you, did he want you to do anything?"
Wen Changqing replied: "I didn't say anything on the way. Just settled down here last night, he revealed his identity and asked us to write a letter to the division, stating that the heads of each faction would step down and abdicate, and return the occupied mountains and rivers to the imperial court. Only he is willing to let people go. This kind of unreasonable request, we will only agree to him unless we are crazy."
Wen Heng: "What's his name? What's his origin?"
"The name is not clear, but when others call him, they call him 'Ninth Master'." Wen Changqing said, "As for his identity... He claims to be a palace guard."
Wen Heng had a hunch when he heard the name "Nine Masters" before, but now his expectations have come true. The enemy they encountered this time must be the nine famous masters in the big inner circle, the last one in the row.