Chapter 896: Distress (1)

Chapter 896 Distress (1)
The night is getting thicker, the organ boat is moving fast under the night, and a cold breeze blows through it, and a cough that is light and heavy is drifting with the wind...
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and looked back at Xiao Xi. He saw him lying on a lounge chair. His face was pale and bloodless, his lips were pale, his eyes were drooping, and his eyebrows were full of exhaustion.
Murong Xue sank and sank, stood up, took his recliner and walked to the front of Xiao Xi, and hung the blanket in his hand on the back of the recliner.
Xiao Xi looked up and looked at her inexplicably: "What are you doing?"
"Block the wind for you." Murong Xue sounds clear: the night wind in the sky is very cold, Xiao Xi has been seriously injured, in the poison, if you blow all the way, waiting for them to go to the Tianshan, he is estimated The injury has fallen...
The blanket hung in front of Xiaoxi and blocked the cold wind blowing in the face. Xiao Xi’s cough was lighter and his face was slightly better. Murong Xue, standing next to the recliner, was trembled by the cold wind, and the skin was white and jade. There was a shudder on it, and Xiao Xi’s bottom flashed a touch of inexplicable look. The low voice said: "My body is not so weak, I don't have to wind the wind, you are wearing a blanket..."
Murong Xue shook his head gently: "I have internal strength, and it doesn't matter if I blow the night wind. You must not blow cold wind for a long time. Otherwise, your injury will worsen. How can we find the wisteria fruit..."
Looking at Murong Xue’s serious look, Xiao Xi’s bottom flashed a touch of helplessness:
It’s just a small injury. It’s not going to make the injury worse if you blow the cold wind. You don’t have to be so careful...

"Then you can't blow the cold wind." Murong Xue interrupted his words unceremoniously. He was not afraid of 10,000. He was afraid that if Xiaoxi was hurt by the cold wind, they would not have the energy to find the wisteria fruit: "The blanket is hanging here. Wait until the Tianshan Mountains, find the wisteria fruit, and get rid of the 'child' poison in yours, I will take the blanket back later..."
Looking at Murong Xue’s firm look, Xiao Xi’s helplessness is even stronger:
My body is really not as weak as you think...

‘Hey! A few unspeakable winds suddenly sounded, and a string of black unidentified objects broke through the sky and shot straight toward the two.
"Be careful." Xiao Xi glanced at him and waved a golden light. He hit the black unidentified object and listened to the sound of '砰砰砰'. The unidentified objects were all shattered and rubbed against the ship's side. Drop down...
Xiao Xi’s chest blew his blood, and he snorted, spit out a blood, and his face was pale and close to transparency...
"The big sacrifice." Murong Xue glanced at it, took out a silver needle, and tied it to Xiaoxi's acupuncture point. He gently moved, and Xiaoxi's face looked slightly better, looking up to the direction of the unknown. Cold road: "Who?"
"Oh, big sacrifice, not seen for many days, don't come innocent!" With a screaming voice, a tall man, driving a large organ scorpion, slowly flew over, the man wore a black cloak, The whole body is shrouded in the darkness, and the two sides of the cloak are embroidered with two big scorpions.
Xiao Xi’s eyes are cold:
It turned out to be the messenger of the earth palace.


Guigong Yuxi?
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Xi:
You and Xiao Bei didn’t clean them up?
When the palace was destroyed, the shrine guards and the palace guards Ming Ming surrounded the entire capital, the underground palace. People should be killed or arrested by them all...
"There are always one or two nets leaking." Xiao Xi said that the lightness of the air, did not put the poisonous messenger in his eyes.
Murong Xue nodded in agreement, this is also true!
There are so many people under the palace, when the Jingu Palace and the underground palace are in battle, the imperial power is also changing. There is some confusion in the Nanzhao capital. There are so few fish that are missing the net, and it is not rare.
Xiao Xi, Murong Xue asked and answered, completely ignoring the poisonous messenger. The face of the poisonous messenger was horrible and horrible. He said: "What is the taste of the big sacrifice, 'when the child?'" In the cold voice There is an undisguised gloating.
"The original 'child' poison is yours, generally." Xiao Xi looked at him coldly, and there was no emotion in the sound of no wind and no waves. But the poisonous messenger felt that Xiao Xi was mocking him. 'Zi Shi' poison is the poison that kills people when they arrive, but now, the child has passed, and the poisoned person of Xiao Xi is still alive and well, his 'child' poison, but not Generally, it is useless.
The toadstool's face was more gloomy, and looked coldly at Xiao Xidao: "Xiao Xi, you are less proud, ‘child’s poison is not dead, I will kill you personally.

At the moment of the fall, the drug lord's wrist turned over, and the black technique was waved out. In the middle of the air, it turned into a fierce scorpion. The evil dynasty toward Xiao Xi, Murong Xue rushed over.
Xiao Xili stunned, and he had to sway the golden technique. Murong Xue reached out and stopped him: "You are poisonous in your body, you should not tamper with the technique. Give these scorpions to me."
Murong Xue reached out and pulled out the soft sword at the waist, waving against the black scorpion, ‘brushing! A silver flash of light flashed through, and a scorpion was smashed into pieces, and after falling onto the deck, it turned into a black smoke and dissipated in the transparent air...
"Oh, you dare to use the sword and the internal force to fight against my poisonous sputum..." The poisonous messenger slanted Murong Xue, and the cold voice revealed undisguised disdain: his poisonous scorpion technique was The high-altitude method in the underground palace is to deal with swords and internal forces. One stroke and two strokes can be used. There are more moves. It is not self-sufficient. Someone wants to find death. He does not mind to fulfill her...
The drug smugglers turned their wrists, and countless black scorpions like the tides flooded toward Murong Xue.
Murong Xue is not in a hurry, fluctuating against the sword...
Xiao Xi stood on the deck and watched tens of thousands of black scorpions encircling Murong Xue. Murong Xue stood in the impenetrable encirclement, quickly sprinkling soft swords, and the fierce silver swords flashed close, all close to her. The scorpions were all turned into black smoke...
Murong Xue’s soft sword is getting faster and faster, and the sword light is getting stronger and stronger. Her range of activities is getting bigger and bigger, and the black scorpion is getting less and less. The faint ones are almost unable to cover Murong Xue. ......
The face of the drug lord is so dark that it is about to drip out the ink. Even if he kills his 10,000 poisons, she has a bit of skill, which is a bit stronger than the opponents he has encountered in the past. However, it is limited to that point, and her life is here...
The scorpion smuggler's finger flicked, and a large black scorpion with a bowl of mouth quickly formed at his fingertips. His mouth curled up with a cold smile, his fingers slammed, and the scorpion, like the arrow of the string, quickly shot at him. Murong Xue referred to...
(End of this chapter)