Wei Zhan sat down with his eyebrows and raised his left hand. This time he emitted a heavy spring rain spike, and the gravel tiles fell in response to the sound.

Then he made a mistake in his hands, and the two swords that were buckled together were separated. He held the knife in his left hand and went straight into the heart of the woman in front of him.

If both sides don’t stop, the woman’s two swords can certainly pierce into his chest, flanks, shoulders, and a tall, long arms, and a white knife in his left hand can pierce into his chest first.

That's not all. Wei Zhanmei's right hand was not idle either. He didn't move, so he ignored the chain hammer that hit the front and back. His right hand shook, and the white-slashing knife handle on his right hand was actually connected with an iron chain, which was a chain knife!

The chain knife flew up like a white line, and it fell into the opponent's throat. The old melon farmer changed color in horror. He held the blade and roared twice, falling to the ground.

However, Wei Zhanmei still miscalculated his move.

He thought that both sides and the front had responded, but the thin man rolled behind him while sending out the hidden weapon of tiles and stones.

When he was concentrating on facing the front and killing the old man on his right, the thin man stood up and stabbed his left thigh and right shoulder with one hand and one dagger.

Fortunately, the thin man was frightened by the death of the old melon farmer. He thought Wei Zhanmei was aware of it, so he did not choose a heart part. Anyway, he knew that his dagger was poisonous, and the woman in front of him had other amazing skills. As long as he injured Wei Zhanmei, he would not worry that this kid could live until dawn.

Wei Zhanmei's thighs and shoulders suffered from pain, and then he felt numb and shouted, "It's not good!"

The thin man immediately shook his back and retreated without any delay.

But Wei Zhanmei's reaction was faster than his movements. He turned his right arm back and circled his right hand, wrapped the chain on the hilt of the thin man behind him with a chain on the hilt. He slammed his tongue and killed him.

But in this way, the strength of the left hand inevitably weakened. The fat woman on the front attacked with her two swords, and he hit the ground with a single sword with her left hand.

Wei Zhanmei was calm in the face of danger. After the fat woman knocked down his knife, there was a moment of pause. Wei Zhanmei's empty left hand pointed like a knife, a knife, crossed the other party's hands and pointed at his throat.

The fat woman was not in a position to return to defense, and she was about to succeed in the counterattack. She suddenly opened her eyes wide, her eyes were illuminated and illusory, and she could not see the bottom of it. There seemed to be an extremely familiar figure standing among them.

When Wei Zhanmei saw the image, she was inexplicably shocked and then dizzy.

Oh no, soul-catching!

This dizziness was very fatal. Although Wei Zhanmei had a strong soul and woke up in less than half a breath, the knife stopped and the fat woman's short blades were handed to the front. His throat had already felt the coldness on the tip of the knife.

It's over!

As soon as this thought came to mind, Wei Zhanmei saw the fat woman screaming, her face looked confused and struggling, and the double blades did not continue to move forward and pierced into his throat.

The opportunity cannot be missed. In life and death, Wei Zhanmei has no time to explore the reasons. When he gathers his arms and elbows, his hand knife is straight towards the woman's throat. He must use the same way to treat the other person.

The fingertips of the middle finger had already touched the other party's soft and weak throat, but Wei Zhanmei's mind suddenly flashed in the woman's eyes deep in her eyes. For some reason, there seemed to be a voice in her heart stopping him from hurting the other party.

By the way, Wei Zhan changed his eyebrows to slap, and slapped his palm on the side of the fat woman's neck, knocking him out.

The crisis was relieved, Wei Zhanmei was soaked and weak, and the two wounds were both painful and numb. He sat down slowly and had to control the spread of his injuries and poison first.

The virulence of the knife wound did not seem to be very strong. After sealing the pulse and stopping the bleeding and taking the anti-toxic drugs, Wei Zhanmei felt that he was not affected much in his actions.

The fight just now was not long and the noise was not very loud. Even if the people around him heard it, they would not dare to come out to check it out during martial law. The alley was very deep and the officers and soldiers were not alarmed.

Wei Zhanmei took a break for a while, stood up and thought about it. The fat woman was merciless just now, and she didn't do anything serious. He was cautious and if he didn't understand the strange things, he would always feel uneasy.

After a moment of calculation, he decided to take the woman home first, and wait until the knife wound and Yu Du are dealt with tomorrow, and then examine the other party's identity and intentions, and then see if it is to explain the situation to the Nanzhen Fushi or to deal with it separately.

He pointed the woman's acupoints, causing her to fall asleep temporarily, and searched her body again, but found no valuable clues. Wei Zhan raised his eyebrows and came to the small courtyard where he lived.

It was getting late, and there were lights in the west wing.

There were grandfather and grandson living in the west room. Grandpa was a husband and was busy with a watch on the night of the night. His granddaughter was named Yin and was named Zi. He usually took some sewing work at home to subsidize the household income. He probably was still working now.

There was no one in the yard, and Wei Zhanmei quickly returned to the room. He put the woman on the bed, treated the wound with one hand, barely applied the gold-cancerous medicine, and sat on the ground to use the energy to urge poison to heal the wound.

This exercise was troublesome. The wound was as painful as a knife, and the already restrained poisonous power dispersed again, and it was very difficult to control this time.

Wei Zhanmei didn't know that the poison fed by the thin man on the knife was called "Santh Heaven". It occurred in three attacks, one violent once, and the last time it would kill people.

The thin man had the idea of ​​asking for information first if he could get the survivor, so he did not use the poison of blood-sealing throat.

Wei Zhanmei's physique cannot match Hua Lanting's body. Now he can hold on to his spirit, but he can't bear the physical pain and can't help humming. Moreover, as the secondary virulence intensifies, the sound gradually becomes louder and louder, the dizziness becomes stronger and stronger, and the movements begin to become stiffer and slower.

After Hua Lanting arrived here, he could not sense the existence of the sky-sky blue smoke jade on his chest. At the moment when he was thinking about countermeasures, a timid voice came from outside the door:

"Brother Wei, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Can I come in?"

This is the voice of the girl from the west room. She was doing needlework and she didn't sleep. The night was quiet. When she heard the suppressed painful humming here, she initially felt that the girl's house was not good enough to come over in the middle of the night. Later, she heard it intermittently and kept silent. She was still worried and plucked up the courage to come over and ask.

Wei Zhanmei got along well with the tenants in the yard, and Yin Zi even took on the task of washing clothes and cleaning the house for him.

Wei Zhanmei had a difficult move at this time and could not do so. He spoke, "Come in, Zizi, the door, no lock."

Yin Zi brought him to the door after coming in. He was startled when he saw Wei Zhanmei's appearance. He caught a glimpse of a woman in black lying on the bed and asked hurriedly: "Brother Wei, what happened?"

Wei Zhanmei had no choice but to say: "I was injured in the arrest of the rebels, and I was poisoned in the mission. I, my companion, was also seriously injured and unconscious."

Yin Zi knew that the city was under martial law tonight and there was chaos outside during the day. She didn't think much about it, so she asked anxiously and concerned: "What should I do? Why don't you go back to the yamen? Can I help?"

Wei Zhanmei replied: "It was too late at that time. I really need your help. Please go outside to get two basins of water and then bring a pair of scissors, so don't alarm others."

Yin Zi quickly went to the well in the yard to fetch water and took out a pair of scissors.

Wei Zhanmei struggled to take the short blade of the woman in black, and usually grilled with candlelight, and usually gasped and said:

"Zizi, I can't move the poisonous hair. The wound is behind me and I can't reach it myself. Please cut my clothes open and cut two wounds in a cross shape with a knife. I will first cut off the rotten flesh, and then squeeze out the poisonous blood. I should be able to carry it over." After that, I bent down.

Yin Zi hurriedly helped him lie down, looking at the black blood on his right shoulder and left thigh, gritted his teeth, and carefully cut open the clothes that were sticking to his skin, revealing the wound.

After waiting for a long time, Yin Zi did not take action again. Wei Zhanmei asked, "Come on, I can hold back the pain."

On the one hand, it was the first time that Yin Zi saw the young man's thighs and buttocks exposed in front of her eyes. She was a little shy and uncomfortable, but more because she was afraid to do something. She had never even slaughtered the chicken, so how could she cut her flesh with a knife?

Wei Zhanmei also reacted: "It's hard for you to follow the power in an urgent matter, but you are saving my life and taking action."

Yin Zi stopped hesitating when she heard this, calmed down, trembled her hands slightly, and began to take the knife.

At the beginning, he could grasp the light and gravity of the light and gravity, which made Wei Zhan grin and grin with pain. The bedside was covered in blood. It took a lot of effort to squeeze the blood.

Wei Zhanmei's face turned pale. This round of poisoning had passed. He felt much better and said, "Okay, clean it. Although you are used to sewing and threading, it is probably difficult for you to sew the wound. Use the medicine from the other side to apply it to me. I'll take a rest for a while."

Yin Zi was also panting and said apologetically: "Brother Wei, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being clumsy."

Wei Zhanmei smiled, touching the wound, but she didn't say anything comforting.

Yin Zi turned around to get the wound medicine, and suddenly, a cold voice said, "It's useless, there is no antidote, he can't get the third power of the medicine."

Wei Zhanmei was shocked and suddenly got up, but she fell down with a whimper.

The only person who spoke was the fat woman in black lying beside him.

Sweat on Wei Zhanmei's forehead suddenly popped up again. Didn't he click on the other party's acupoint? Logically speaking, it was not until he could untie it by himself, so why could this woman speak so quickly?

What he thought of was Yin Zi's safety first and whispered: "Zi Zi, you go out first!"

Yin Zi was stunned and didn't understand why.

The fat woman in black went downstairs, took the scissors at the head of the bed, and came behind Yin Zi, and pressed her scissors on her neck: "Will she go out and call someone? Don't move, I'll kill this girl if I move."

Wei Zhanmei struggled to sit up: "What are you going to do? Let her go, this has nothing to do with her."

The woman in black: "She has been caught in it, and you two are in my mind."

Before he finished speaking, Yin Zi realized that the woman and Wei Zhanmei were not from the same group, so he couldn't help but open his mouth and exclaim.

The woman in black covered her mouth: "Don't make a sound, and I'll kill your brother Wei if you call me again."

Wei Zhanmei said in a deep voice: "Let her go, I promise you what conditions do you have, otherwise everyone will be killed and I will have the strength to resist and scream a few times. There are embroidered guards everywhere outside, so you will find it difficult to get out of it at that time."

The woman in black smiled and touched Yin Zi's cheek: "Master Wei Qi has feelings and righteousness, and she is merciful, haha. It's a pity that my life is still stubborn. I'm leaving now, and you are not qualified to negotiate with me."

Yin Zi was very anxious and struggled. He ignored the sharp blade and wanted to hug the woman in black: "Brother Wei, go, don't worry about me, go to the yamen to ask for help!"

The woman in black knocked Yin Zi over with a palm: "The little girl is so arrogant. She doesn't want your lover's life? Even if I don't do anything, he is infected with the third heavenly magical poison. Next year is his death day."

Yin Zi suddenly softened and knelt down and hugged the woman in black: "Please, Brother Wei is a good person, don't kill him."

"A good person? Just a lackey who treacherously seeks glory."

Wei Zhanmei said: "Miss, where are you from the Eighteenth Route? If you have any conditions, you might as well tell me. Isn't your rebels not going to kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

The woman in black replied, "Don't use the soup to squeeze me out. It's useless. My aunt won't eat this set."

"Who am I? If Mr. Wei is obedient, I will naturally tell you."

"I was going to take your life today, but I changed my mind. If you are willing to take this pill, I will detoxify you and let you return to the Nanzhen Fushi, but you must obey me in the future. Otherwise, if you don't get my antidote on time, you will still die."

"You, and this girl, are you going to die? Let me tell you something."
Chapter completed!