MTL - Peerless-Chapter 172

Chapter 172

Cui didn't go for a long time without talking.

He came too fast, his breath was uneven, at this time his body was hidden in the shadows, his chest was rushing with blood, and it almost turned into a turbid gas and poured out his throat.

He thought he could tolerate well, how could he hide Feng Xiao's ears.

Feng Erji sighed twice and sighed: "Look at you, as soon as I am away, I toss myself into this, and stretch my hand over."

"Do you know how serious the situation is now ..." The cold rage was not over, the cough could no longer be suppressed, and the voice was lingering in the cold prison, wandering like ghosts and wraiths.

The wrist was suddenly pinched by a hand extended from the prison.

Qi Si really flowed along the fingertips into the meridians, instantly calming the anxiety and pain of the qi and blood, Cui did not just feel that the breath that was betting on the throat was slowly smoothed down, and the rapid breath gradually returned to normal.

He smelled a smell of blood.

In the cold and cold breath that pervaded the surroundings, the intermittent **** gas was pungent.

"Are you injured?" Cui did not look at the other side.

The candlelight on the wall was dim, making the figures confusing and indistinguishable, not to mention the wounds hidden under dark clothes.

Feng Er pulled back his hand, got up and stood under the lamp, slowly undressed.

Of course Cui doesn't go because of this time, the other party is still joking.

But his expression quickly became stingy.

Sharp as a sheath blade, cold enough to freeze anyone close to him.

Because Feng Xiao's chest was close to the heart, there was a blood hole with a thick thumb.

I can't see how deep the bleeding hole is, and the purple and black blood dries around, indicating that the master of this body is likely to have been poisoned once, and the toxicity is fierce.

Cui's heart sank suddenly.

"Poison?"

"I was in the middle of Qin Wangfu and I met a man named Tu An Qinghe."

"This person's martial arts came from outside the region. If I read correctly, it should be the descendants or disciples of the first master of Turk, Hulu."

"Although Buddha's ears have also been named the first master of Turkic, he is far worse than this Tuan Qinghe."

"I haven't played against Hulu estimates, but the martial arts of Tu Anqinghe should be quite close to the Hulu estimates of that year."

"Hey, it should have been planted accidentally when I fought against him."

Cui didn't ask: "I haven't seen Hulu estimates. How about the martial arts of Tu An Qinghe compared to Xiao Lu?"

Feng Xiao: "Slightly better than half."

Cui doesn't go: "You fight hard, how do you win against him?"

Feng Xiao: "Five to five."

Although Feng Er is careless on weekdays, his martial arts is extremely high, and there is no doubt that few people in the world can get him a "five-five" number.

Cui didn't go to all sides of the rivers and lakes and was familiar with various factions. Before that, he had never heard the name Tu An Qinghe.

But to fight with such a master, Feng Xiao must do his utmost, and he did not expect the other party to take advantage of it.

This poison has destroyed the entire Yandang Mountain Villa.

Pei Jinghuan almost missed the move, but found it early and was stabbed out with a knife.

As soon as he was angry, the poison became deeper and he almost lost his strength.

Cui does not go one step closer.

But it was too dim here, and he couldn't see if the nagging was still in Feng Xiao's body.

Is this why Feng Erhui suddenly went mad and massacred Qin Wangfu?

"Drug poison, have you been forced out?"

Feng Xiao was silent for a moment.

"I fought with him and focused on his martial arts. It was only on the way to Qin Wangfu that I noticed that the back of my hand was itchy, like a living creature, and at that time, I was infuriated. Blood gas ran through my body, and I followed blood Move from the back of the hand to the chest. "

"It took me a long time to practice, but the maggot became more flexible and penetrated into the texture from under the skin. My wound was poked out by myself."

His voice was bland, and there seemed to be endless pain, unspeakable and unspeakable.

In other words, the tapeworm has not been forced out yet?

Cui did not frown slightly.

His throat began to tingle and tingle again, but he bowed his eyes and pressed down.

It was replaced by a more husky voice: "Is there any other way?"

He couldn't imagine the proud Feng Xiao, invaded the bone marrow veins by poison, like those in Yandang Mountain Villa, like the undercover detective of the left month bureau, mad, crazy, deadly, and miserable.

It's like it's impossible to imagine a dazzling phoenix with its wings broken, and it fell down from the ninth day, covered with dust and dirt, and turned into an unclean mortal thing.

Feng Xiao sighed and did not answer this question.

But no answer, the answer has been explained.

Cui didn't close his eyes.

His mind was chaotic and he could hardly think calmly, something he had never encountered before.

Even in a more chaotic and difficult situation, he can find a way out.

This time, we can do it.

"I'm going to get Qiao Xian back now, let her suppress your injury first, and then go to Fan Yun. When he left the Liuli Palace that year, he also brought a lot of good things out, no matter what conditions he proposed--"

Cui didn't go for a moment, "I will let him heal you."

"You don't care about the case of Qin Wangfu and Xiao Lu?"

Feng Xiao looked at him.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes glowed.

Cui did not take it lightly: "The case of Qin Wangfu has already shaken Dainian, and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs took over. The Zuoyue Bureau is only assisting the investigation. There is a lot of talents in Da Sui. There is one more person and one less one. It has nothing to do with the overall situation."

Feng Xiao sighed: "If Cui doesn't go, would you say so much nonsense, wouldn't you refuse to say‘ your safety is the most important ’?”

Cui does not go: "What is the difference between speaking and not speaking?"

Feng Xiao: "Of course there is a difference. If you say this, I will tell you an important thing."

Cui didn't stare at him for a moment, his voice suddenly cooled down.

"You're lying to me?"

"You **** mother, don't you have poison?" Cui didn't go and uttered it word by word, soft tones, but obvious, really angry.

"It did hit me, what am I doing to poke my wound?" Feng Xiao said innocently. "It was just that I was wise and savvy. I found it in time. Although it took some time, I still pushed it out. Then you asked me. I didn't lie to you. "

Cui didn't go coldly: "I'll give you a half a joss stick and make things clear."

Feng Xiao was a bit regretful. He almost forced the man's sincere words just now. Although turning around and turning corners also meant that, it was a bit uninteresting.

But if he really vomited his blood, the person who infused it was not himself.

"I didn't kill."

Feng Xiao is a very determined person.

Being poisoned with poison and the scent of music and music, he was confused and immersed in the illusion at that moment.

But only for a short while.

When he woke up again, he had a sword in his hand.

The sword belonged to a guard beside the prince. The guard was already lying on the ground, and the sword was in Fengxiao's hands.

Feng Xiao said: "I saw the guard's wounds behind me, and at that time there were three or four people between me and him, including the prince. Since the prince was not dead, I could not bypass the prince. Kill the guard from behind. "