Xu Shi had too many dead men, and it was because Gu Beiyan and Feng Shuyu were so strong in martial arts, they couldn't get away for a while, they were obviously caught in a fight, and the two sides fought too fiercely.
Feng Jiuge looked at the dead soldiers who rushed to join the fight not far away. It was not good for this person to kill one by one. If there were many dead soldiers besieging them, the three of them would not be able to get out, let alone when they made moves. Also mixed with poison.
There was a gust of wind and grass, and the dark shadows continued to join from all directions, and they were very life-threatening, almost suppressing people's breath.
Xu Ye saw that Feng Jiuge alone was a bit tricky to deal with the dead men, and her pale face was even more gloomy at this moment. Gu Beiyan kicked the dead men in front of him, swung his long sword, and directly chopped the throat of one person.
"Jiu Jiu!" Feng Jiuge is a woman, no matter how strong she is, she is no better than a man. Moreover, when many people are besieging her, the sword she is holding is already bloodied, and she is a little panting at the moment.
And Gu Beiyan's voice fell into her ears through the sword and wind, and she looked back for a while, and at this moment, one of the dead men was lifting a sword to strike her—
"Bah—" Just when Feng Jiuge didn't expect it in time, she vaguely heard the tearing of her clothes, her eyes widened suddenly, and she saw Gu Beiyan's magnified handsome face in front of her, and he was blocking the death at this moment. Relentless move of the taxi.
The sharp sword slashed on Gu Beiyan's left shoulder and tore through his clothes. The dark blue Jin Shang faintly gurgled out dark blood, which was a sign of poison.
Feng Shuyu only saw their current situation at a glance, and with a wave of the long sword, they sealed the throat of the group.
After all, they were trained in the military. Feng Shuyu's physique looked better, and he blocked the encirclement and suppression of the dead for them.
Feng Jiuge never thought that one day she would be saved by others, let alone her beloved man. At this time, the dissatisfaction and weakness of the day faded away. At this moment, she just watched Gu Beiyan's gradually pale face, and panic occupied her heart for a while. .
How could it be that Gu Beiyan was the brave King Tan, even if he was chopped, he wouldn't be injured like this.
Seeing that Gu Beiyan was chopped, Feng Shuyu immediately leaped over, and the tip of the sword picked up, and immediately blocked the cold sword that pierced Feng Jiuge and Gu Beiyan, and a rotating long sword pierced the two dead men's sharply. Throat, his eyes were cold, and he had nothing to do with his usual elegant appearance.
"You go first." Feng Shuyu said to the two behind him while fighting the dead men, his tone without hesitation.
Gu Beiyan is so injured and poisoned, he is definitely no match for these people. What's more, if you fight vigorously, the toxin will invade the human organs and lungs more and more quickly. The plan for the present is Feng Jiuge to leave with him first. Just give it to him.
Gu Beiyan's face was pale, but his figure was not shaken at all after being cut with a sword. His ink eyes were gloomy, and he said in a loud voice, "You protect Jiujiu and leave first."
Feng Jiuge was extremely annoyed that at this moment, he was injured to the point where he could still compete with Feng Shuyu for a place to protect her back.
Did they realize that it was not just her at this time, but if there were another open gun and dark arrow, the three of them were afraid that they would die here today!
Feng Jiuge has seen countless battles in her life, but she has never been embarrassed so far. Not to mention being besieged, she also hurts others for her own injuries. At this moment, she is full of eyes that Gu Beiyan instantly rushed to block the sword for her. The scene is impressive and unforgettable.
The cold light from the sword end flashed a flash of light, and the sharp sword held by the singer Feng Jiu reversed, killing a dead soldier on the spot with only the hilt.
Now that Gu Beiyan is injured on the left shoulder, she blocks him from time to time, her eyes are stained with blood, and she is no longer as calm as usual. She seems to be red eyes, and there is a fierce wind between the swings of the long sword. The movements are fast and accurate.
She has been subjected to Si Zheng’s poisoning, and she knows how torment it is. The poison does not directly cost people’s lives. Instead, it penetrates into the blood and flows into the limbs. The pain is surplus, but it’s just that. The extremely itchy feeling is really life-threatening.
The group of dead men must have an antidote, otherwise they would not attack them so blatantly. If they were accidentally injured by others, the antidote would be the most life-saving antidote.
At this moment, Feng Jiuge had no other thoughts, only praying to get the medicine, so that Gu Beiyan could take it as soon as possible.
The long sword was flipped flexibly in Feng Shuyu's hands. Looking at the dead men killed by Feng Jiuge, the moves suddenly changed, and the decent tricks that were just now became sloppy and brisk. A single move killed a few people. .
The prefect didn’t know why he was so unlucky today. He just accompanied King Tan and his party out to patrol, so that he would never run into these chaotic parties, and he didn’t have the power to restrain the chicken. It's really not decent to explain it to the outside world.
Even General Tan Wang Hefeng, who has always been excellent at martial arts, is so struggling to deal with this gang of chaos. What's more, he, an official who can’t even know how to use a three-legged cat, hides behind the bushes shiveringly, hoping only for the group. The dead man hadn't seen himself.
Even if he is dying, he shouldn't be dead outside. He wants to have a complete body, and he doesn't expect how grand the coffin is, at least it is not the corpse wilderness.
Seeing that the situation was not right, the other party no longer dealt with them, but just threw a few darts while turning over.
Feng Jiuge couldn't dodge, but the dart was blocked in the middle, and it fell to the ground.
I saw Gu Beiyan holding the sword in his right hand, his handsome face paled inch by inch, his thin lips had lost his blood, and the phoenix eyes that looked at her gradually became dizzy, and his eyes were a little loose.
Damn, why did he move his body. He didn't know that this poison would invade faster with his body movements? How much he thinks his life is too long.
Finally, the sound of entanglement of swords and swords calmed down. When the prefect crawled out of the grass, he saw the place where Gu Beiyan and the others were standing, covered in blood, and the black-clothed dead man lying on the ground stubbornly and dead.
"Lord, general..." The prefect was so frightened by the scene that he crawled over. The attendants who followed them had already died under the sword of this group of chaotic parties.
It was just a tour that attracted such a big wave.
It seems that the surplus party has already got the news, and they hung out in ambush early in the morning, waiting for them to join the net.
Feng Jiuge didn’t have time to take care of other things. She just supported Gu Beiyan’s wobbly body with worry between her eyebrows, and her voice trembled a bit. She looked at Feng Shuyu and said quickly, "Go touch them. Is there an antidote in the chest."
Look at the appearance of Gu Beiyan, which is not similar to the signs of her poisoning that day, on the contrary, it is a bit more serious.
Feng Shuyu squatted down in front of the nearest dead soldier and fumbled up and down outside the robe, but found nothing.
Feng Shuyu's shook his head was like a bolt from the blue sky at the moment, directly smashing Feng Jiuge into the place, even though she had known that this antidote would probably not be there, she was still disappointed, and even the voice of asking Gu Beiyan trembled a little.
"Can you still stand it?" They are going back to the city to ask for a doctor now, but it is just a mere poisonous technique. Gu Beiyan's martial arts is so powerful and the internal strength is so deep that no one can match, this poison can't help him.
Feng Jiuge almost didn't write the word worry on his face at the moment, and her appearance fell into Gu Beiyan's eyes, but it was a bit more painful than the injury on her body.
His ninety-nine, shouldn't be so frowning and scared.
She has always been the most calm and calm one, even if she is angry, even if she is impatient, she will never show such a scared expression.
Gu Beiyan leaned on her shoulder, showing a very weak smile, "Jiu Jiu is next to this king, and this king doesn't feel pain."
Just to say a word, after speaking, Gu Beiyan kept coughing, bleeding faintly from his throat, he twisted his sword eyebrows, his eyes slowly dissipated...