Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 361 Saintess of Yin Mountain
The assassin was tied up with five flowers, and two guards, one in front and one behind, were carried sideways into the house and put down.

The room was pitch black, except for a corner of light in the direction of the bed, surrounded by several people.People who deliver water, sweat towels, medicine and bandages come and go.

"You, who are you?" The assassin lay on the ground and struggled for a few times, but found it was futile. Fortunately, he found a place to lean against the wall and continued: "It's dark and dark, what the hell is this place? Hurry up!" Let me go, or kill me!"

Suddenly someone kicked him from the back and cursed: "Shut up your dog mouth! You're still talking so much about saving your life."

Then another guard stepped forward and announced: "My lord, the person you want has been brought."

"Okay, you can untie him first, and I'll come later." As soon as Bai Feng finished speaking, there was a heart-piercing roar from above the bed: "Mother! I...I'm in pain! Mother, I don't want to Die, uh... I still want to go back to Yuyi Town... to see you."

The assassin sitting on the ground took a closer look and realized that the person on the bed was the thorn that blocked Murong Yan's arrow in the square during the day. How much is two catties? You stinky Lizi, hahaha!"

"Shut up!" Bai Feng yelled angrily, and immediately walked up to the assassin from the side of the wounded thorn, and asked, "Where is the antidote? I will only ask you once, where is the antidote?"

"There is no cure for this poison! There is no cure for this poison! Hahaha... This is a poison called "weeping ghosts and gods" that is called "every day should not work". Tsk tsk tsk, it's worse than death." Just as the assassin was laughing arrogantly, Bai Feng kicked the opponent in the mouth without hesitation, and suddenly "eat" the opponent's shoe.

"Is it delicious, uh?" The young swordsman almost pressed half of his body weight on the opponent, forcing the assassin to kneel down to accept the move, "My shoe, I was careless when I was on the road this morning. Stepped on dog shit, no, it just suits your appetite."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu......" The assassin immediately shook his head and begged for mercy with tears in his eyes.

Seeing this, Bai Feng spared him for the time being and gave him a chance to speak.

"Ugh! What does it smell like? Ugh..." Unexpectedly, this guy didn't respect such a precious opportunity at all, and was still evading it with excuses.

Bai Feng immediately stepped forward and squeezed the assassin's cheek, blood was stained on his hands when he was helping Thorn to heal his wounds, and he also wiped it on the assassin's face: "Don't spit it out, swallow it back for me, how can you be tolerated in the Holy Land?" Wanton defilement!"

"Blood, it's blood!" The assassin smelled the blood in Bai Feng's hand, and immediately exclaimed involuntarily: "I can't see blood, I will faint!"

"Will you faint when you see blood?" Bai Feng was a little puzzled, but he didn't move his hand away from the opponent's face: "You will faint when you see blood and you still come to assassinate? What good can you do?"

"This is all for a great cause, to kill the saint, and to kill all evil in the cradle! My generation, it is my duty!"

After listening, Bai Feng let go of the other party, and smiled contemptuously: "So, you are still a person who understands righteousness?"

"That's natural!" the assassin continued to talk, as if he had never had a few teeth broken, and he had never been in a dangerous situation, preaching: "Kill this witch who has brought disaster to the country and the people, and let the real way spread to the world." , What a great ideal this is!"

Bai Feng was furious, then drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed at the assassin's brow, and replied: "It's a bunch of nonsense! I don't care about the conflict between your sects, but if you want to kill the saint, you must kill me first !"

"What sect, I don't know what you're talking about!" the assassin continued to quibble, "If you kill the witch, you can also be redeemed, and you can no longer be controlled by her!"

"Killing a little girl can save the world?" Bai Feng continued to exert force on the sword, and the dragon's blade quickly pierced the assassin's forehead: "Haven't you ever thought that such a thing is really possible?" Will it happen?"

From the assassin's point of view, the young swordsman stood upright with a sword pointed at him, as if he was killing Yan Luo.After a while, a streak of blood flowed from the center of his eyebrows to the corner of his mouth. When he was about to die, he thought about what Bai Feng said, and felt that it was not unreasonable, and the so-called belief in his mouth was too empty, and there was a life hanging by a thread. The person next to him howled in pain... But in an instant, he was no match for the fear of death that came from his heart.

In the end, the assassin finally knelt down and begged for mercy: "You said, you won't kill me, right? Holy Master, Lord Holy Master, you said it yourself, and the brother soldier next to him also heard it with his own ears. , right? Right?"

"Really?" Bai Feng said: "I'm a very small-minded person. I can never remember good things, but bad things... I remember it better than anyone else. You, remember? What did I ask you at the beginning?"

"Anti...the antidote?" The assassin clapped his palms suddenly, pretending to have finally remembered something, and said, "The poison sac, the poison sac I hid in my mouth is... the poison sac The poison on the arrow and the poison on the arrow are of the same vein, and the properties of the medicine are mutually restraining, as long as they are used at the same time, they can also be called a good medicine, and this is the antidote that the Holy Master needs."

After hearing this, Bai Feng shouted, "Come here! Do you know where the poison sac is?"

"Go back to Lord Holy Master, the doctor said that he will properly dispose of the poison bag, so we will leave it to him." The little servant stepped forward and bowed his hands and said: "My Lord Holy Master, why don't you send us to get it now?"

"Okay!" Bai Feng stepped forward and patted the boy on the shoulder, and said very firmly: "You wait for the starry night, and you must get the poison bag as soon as possible. Don't worry, Ah Jing will definitely last until you come back."

After finishing speaking, Bai Feng looked back at the thorns on the bed. At that time, his body had just been pulled out of the arrow, and he was still very weak. He could only lie on the bed and yell "Mother" and "I don't want to die" in a daze. Murong Yan was always by the side, caring for him all the time.

Bai Feng walked to the bed, gently stroked Jing Zhi's face, and said to Murong Yan: "Yan'er, remember not to let Ah Jing fall asleep."

"Of course I know." Murong Yan held Jing Ji's hand and kept telling Jing Ji that his companions and relatives were still waiting for him to go back.

"What about me?" The assassin knelt on the ground and asked, "My lord, what do you plan to do with the villain?"

"You, I'll try again later." Before Bai Feng could finish his sentence, the guy said again: "At that time, I just thought that with their abilities, they wouldn't be talking nonsense, right? I listened to what they said, so I came here to do this." Lived. Not for anything else, just to live forever, to bring peace to the world..."

After hearing this, Bai Feng couldn't help falling into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)