Chapter 170: The wound of the Dugu Sword King (1)

Chapter 15 The Injury of the Dugu Sword King
On the second day, it was still dark! North of Yanjing City!
"drive!"………………
Yan Chuan brought a group of people to the top of a mountain again.
"Call!"
As soon as they pulled the reins, everyone stopped.
There was one more person beside Yan Chuan this time. Prince Yan Wudi!
Huo Guang and Liu Jin lean behind, leaving Yan Chuan and Yan Wudi to look at Yanjing, which is shrouded in darkness.
"Uncle Wang's chess skills really shocked the world, and news came from Xingluo Villa that there are already three chess kings vomiting blood!" Yan Wudi took a deep breath and sighed.
"They? They have not reached the realm, forcing their sense of that game, naturally, their minds are greatly damaged! And their minds are thrown into Yifeng's white chess, my black chess is killed together, they naturally feel the same. I was devastated by the impact of my move !" Yan Chuan said lightly.
"Last night, I have seen Wang Shu's chess skills. I don't know why Wang Shu called me early in the morning?" Yan Wudi doubted.
"Later, let you see a scene!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
"A scene? What scene?" Yan Wudi didn't understand.
"It's going to dawn soon, you will know soon!" Yan Chuan shook his head without saying.
"Okay!" Yan Wudi nodded helplessly.
"Let me ask you, at that day school, when I won the representatives of the four countries, except for Evergreen and they were in the sky, were you and Dugu Sword King also there?" Yan Chuan asked.
"Eh? How did Uncle Wang know?" Yan Wudi was slightly surprised.
Could it be that Yan Chuan discovered it? But at that time, I didn't show up, how could I find out?
Yan Chuan smiled slightly and said, "It's the Dugu Sword King!"
"What does Uncle Wang mean?"
"Dugu Sword King, what are you doing in Yanjing?" Yan Chuan asked.
"This...!" Yan Wudi frowned slightly, wondering if he should say it.
"In the Feng Shui formation that day, the King of Dugu Sword hunted and killed a Feng Shui master with a sword. At that time, he shouted "Poison Master". The Poison Master is not dead. The Poison Master is in Yanjing!" Yan Chuan asked.
"Ah? How do you know?" Yan Wudi asked in surprise.
"This poison master is a scourge!" Yan Chuan said with a gloomy expression.
"Uncle Wang, how do you know? Master has been looking for these days, but can't find the whereabouts of the poison master. Uncle Wang knows where the poison master is?" Yan Wudi solemnly said.
"I don't know!" Yan Chuan shook his head.
"Oh!" Yan Wudi sighed slightly.
At this moment, a ray of morning dawn suddenly appeared in the east, instantly piercing the void and shining in all directions.
"The sun is out!" Yan Wudi said.
"Look at Yan Jing!" Yan Chuan shouted.
Yan Wudi looked towards Yanjing with a hint of curiosity.
In the early morning, Yanjing was shrouded in a faint mist. Reminiscent of a fairyland.
The sun quickly dissipated the darkness and shined through the fog in the city. Under the sunlight, a faint green light flashed in the fog.
The green light is hazy, but it appears for a short time. After a few breaths, the green light disappears.
"That's...?" Yan Wudi asked in confusion.
"See? The green light that enveloped Yanjing!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Yes, I saw it, what is that? I have never seen it before." Yan Wudi asked in confusion.
"That's poison light!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Poison light?" Yan Wudi didn't understand.
"Yenjing, are there more and more people getting sick recently?" Yan Chuan asked.
"Yes, I've heard that medical clinics of all sizes are overcrowded now! No one knows what's going on!" Yan Wudi immediately looked at Yan Chuan.
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