Among these people, the only one who knows about Qi Yunshan's situation should be the man with the scar. These people all look like young people, so I'm afraid they don't know too much.
"Arrest these people first!" After Meng Yi finished speaking, suddenly countless cold lights flashed over, Meng Yi quickly turned around and blocked several hidden weapons with his sword, and flew towards Ping An at the same time, throwing her to the ground .
Ping An was tightly protected by Meng Yi, and she tasted a smell of mud.
A gleaming knife slashed at Meng Yi, Meng Yi quickly raised his sword to block it, and the two of them quickly fought together.
In the darkness, Ping An could only see the dazzling cold light flickering non-stop, which made people feel dazzled, and couldn't see the moves of the two people clearly. The two hit the tree from the ground, and then hit the ground from the tree.
Ping An was not idle either, she wanted to arrest those people on the ground first, but after a quick look, she knew that it was all dead.
She was wondering if there was something wrong with these people's brains? Why do you like stuffing poison in your mouth? Isn't it a fool to poison himself to death in an accident? Haven't you ever heard that it's better to live than to die
Feeling a little discouraged, Ping An sat down in a hidden place, hid himself in the grass, and watched the two swords and swords.
Not long after, Meng Yi still had the upper hand. The man with the scar knew that he couldn't beat the man in front of him, so he made a feint, turned around and fled. How could Meng Yi let him escape
He raised a dart and flew out, the dart hit the scarred man's shoulder, and he staggered and fell from the tree to the ground.
Ping An could see clearly, seeing him fall heavily from the tree to the ground, she felt pain for him.
Holding the dagger, Ping An quickly ran towards him.
"Don't go!" Meng Yi shouted.
However, it was already too late, before Ping An reached the man with the scar, the man raised a handful of medicinal powder, Ping An quickly held his breath, it was still a bit late, and inhaled some.
The man with the scar got up and wanted to run, but Meng Yi's sword arrived again. Seeing this, he quickly slashed at Ping An, even ignoring Meng Yi's stabbing sword.
This is a suicidal move, if Meng Yi stabs him, he must be safe.
Meng Yi had no choice but to withdraw his sword to help Ping An block the knife, but the scar man's move was false, he turned and slashed at Meng Yi.
He quickly withdrew his sword to block it again, and he became a little passive after going back and forth like this, and the man with the scar turned around and fled quickly.
Meng Yi wanted to chase, but Ping An called to stop him, "Uncle Huang."
Meng Yi hurried back, supported her, and asked nervously, "How are you? How do you feel?"
"No, what kind of powder is this? Why is it so fragrant?" Ping An only smelled it a little, but he also found it extremely fragrant.
"Find a place first, and then look at the situation. Do you feel dizzy?" Meng Yi asked again. It is impossible to catch the man with the scar right now, and he probably ran far away.
"No, I don't feel anything." Ping An shook his head.
Meng Yi was still a little worried, usually this kind of thief would not carry any good things with him, so he could only help her to walk forward.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and there is a cold wind blowing, it seems that it is going to rain.
Ping An suddenly asked, "Uncle Huang, why is it so hot? What's wrong with you today?"
She even started wiping sweat.
Meng Yi looked at her in surprise, and found that her forehead was already covered with a layer of fine sweat, and her little face turned red.
"It's very cold now, and the wind is also very cold. It's going to rain soon." Meng Yi reminded her.