The Top Villainess Wants to Whitewash

Chapter 550: A plan within a plan

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On the other side, Liang Yin quickly ran towards the tower, knocking out many guards along the way, and directly reached the long pole where Grandpa Bao'er was tied.

The wind and snow were flying, and the old man hanging on the long pole was covered with a thick layer of frost.

Liangyin didn't have time to think of anything else. She sharpened her toes and quickly cut the rope.

He reached out and caught the fallen old man.

"Grandpa? Grandpa Bao'er?! How are you?!"

Liang Yin lowered her voice and shouted twice anxiously, but found that the old man she was supporting did not move at all.

He quickly smashed the ice shards, felt the old man's pulse, and found that the old man still had a pulse.

Liangyin breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to leave with the old man when he turned back.

There was a crashing sound of black iron, and she saw archers standing all around her.

The flaming bow and arrow feathers were all pointed at her.

… … …

Outside the city gate, heavy snow is flying.

Mo Lixiu, who had three arrows stuck in his chest, was half-supported on the ground with black bloodshot eyes overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

He looked up at King Qicheng who was surrounded by a large group of guards in the distance.

His eyes were filled with anger: "This arrow is poisonous?!"

King Qicheng smiled coldly and looked extremely proud:

"You didn't expect it, did you? I have coated the feathers of this arrow with the most poisonous poison in the world. Even if you are the most powerful son of god in the nine realms, you will still be poisoned to the point of death!"

"Cough!" As soon as King Qi Cheng finished speaking, the demon cultivator couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of black blood, his face as pale as paper.

He looked up at the ferocious-looking middle-aged man in front of him and couldn't help but said angrily: "The reason why you deliberately let Bao'er leave is because you want to lure Luo Liangyin over!

You know that Bao'er and his grandfather are kind to her, and she will come to save his grandfather no matter what! "

"Quite smart?" King Qi Cheng smiled coldly, and the look of his smile was more penetrating than that of a fierce ghost: "But that's the end of it, Luo Liangyin may have been shot into a sieve at this moment.

It's a pity. Although the Jiuyou fragments in her body can be removed, it is really disappointing that such a beautiful beauty died like this without even tasting it. "

As King Qicheng spoke, he couldn't help but lick his purple-black lips with his thick tongue:

"Being able to have a taste of the Nine Nether Demon Lord is something that many men dream of, huh? No! It should be something that many men and women dream of."

Hearing these words suddenly, a fierce murderous intention suddenly flashed through the purple eyes of the demon cultivator.

King Qicheng proudly took out the large ring knife worn on his waist, raised his hand and slashed towards the top of Mo Lixiu's head.

At this critical moment, an ink-colored afterimage flashed, and the surrounding guards could not see clearly what was going on.

They saw their King Qicheng being grabbed by the neck and smashed to the ground. In an instant, a big pit appeared on the ground.

The snow was flying, blurring everyone's eyes.

"what happened?!"

Everyone was shocked, holding bows, arrows and swords in their hands, moving back and forth, looking nervous and not daring to release an arrow.

After the wind and snow dispersed, when everyone saw the scene of the big pit clearly, their eyes widened in shock.

I saw the demon cultivator, still with arrows stuck in his chest, holding King Qi Cheng's neck with one hand and lifting the burly King Qi Cheng up with one hand.

The effortless look was as if what he was carrying was not a person but a pile of foam.

King Qicheng, who was holding his neck tightly with both hands, had his eyes protruding from being pinched, and his face was bruised, making his already terrifying face even more ferocious.

"You...how is it possible? How could you be fine?" King Qi Cheng couldn't believe it.

"What do you mean?" The demon cultivator twitched his lips coldly, glanced at the arrow feathers on his chest, and with his other hand, Yun Danfeng gently pulled out the arrow feathers.

Blood splashed out, and the white snow was stained with red plums.

"A few arrow feathers, what do they count?"

The smell of blood spread in the air, and he started walking as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes widened and he said excitedly:

"The arrow feathers are not only filled with Thousand Jue Fire, but also the most powerful poison in the world. How could you be okay?!

The only person in the world who can withstand that poison is King Leng, the most powerful snake demon in the demon world three thousand years ago.

How could there be anyone in this world who was not afraid of any venom like him? ! "

When Mo Lixiu heard this, he was slightly startled, and the corners of his purple mouth curled into a helpless sneer, like a thousand-year-old ice:

"I haven't heard my name for a long time, and I feel a little unfamiliar."

This short sentence frightened King Qi Cheng to pieces: "You, you are King Leng? Are you not dead? Were you just pretending?!

wrong! If you were King Leng, how could you still be with the reincarnation of Demon Lord Jiuyou, unless you...! "

There was a creak, and before King Qi Cheng finished speaking, Mo Lixiu directly strangled King Qi Cheng's neck.

Because he saw a girl not far away, supporting an old man and walking quickly.

"Luo Liangyin, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. It's just that Bao'er's grandfather's signs of life are very weak. He needs to be treated quickly."

"Let me help you," Mo Lixiu quickly took over the old man Liang Yin was supporting and reached out to wipe the cold sweat from Liang Yin's forehead.

"Thank you for your hard work. If you hadn't told me in advance that they might ambush, we would have been seriously injured by now."

Hearing this, Liangyin shook his head: "I'm not sorry. You were the one who came up with this counter-murder plan. You were the one who suffered the most, and you were hit by an arrow..."

"You are really..." The demon cultivator didn't finish his sentence and couldn't help but reveal a long-lost smile.

After the two people took the old man away quickly, they found an inn to treat the old man.

At this moment, on the wooden bed, the wind and snow on the old man's body had melted away, and Liang Yin had also performed a cleaning technique to make him very clean.

Mo Lixiu put the soul-reviving pill into the old man's mouth, but found that the old man's signs of life were still very weak...

"how's it going?"

Liang Yin watched Mo Lixiu's brows frowning more and more, and couldn't help but worry: "Is the situation not good?"

Mo Lixiu pursed his lips and frowned: "He has taken all the best pills, but his pulse is still as weak as before. I will think of other methods later."

Mo Lixiu stood up and placed the elixir bottle on the table beside him.

"Well, then I'll go find you some food first."

Liangyin said that and was about to turn around and leave. He smelled the faint musty smell floating in the air and couldn't help but be stunned.

Usually if there is such a strong musty smell, it means that no one has lived in it for a long time.

Normally, there would be very few people on this remote road. Although they came in in a hurry today, they still noticed that there were quite a few people there.

Liangyin noticed something was wrong, and was about to turn around and ask Mo Lixiu, when suddenly there was a sound of flesh tearing behind him.

The strong smell of blood suddenly spread in the air.

There was a man's muffled groan behind him. Liang Yin turned his head sharply and saw the old man lying on the bed before, sitting up.

His eyes were as dark as ghosts, and his palms were holding the heart that had just been dug out of the man's chest.

At this moment, the man still lowered his head, staring at the bloody hole in his chest in surprise, as if he had not reacted yet.

"Mo Lixiu!" Liang Yin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he drew out his sword fiercely and slashed at the old man.

The old man smiled sinisterly, grabbed the ground with both hands like a monster, and suddenly bounced away, rushing to the door behind Liangyin. Then, there was a loud bang! The door was kicked open.