Legendary Son-in-Law: The Man with Poison Talismans

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Still can't reach it.

She tried to lift Haihun higher, but was blocked by the branches above her head and got stuck between the branches.

"Damn it!" the female Taoist priest cursed, pulling the sea spirit out with all her might.

How could Lin Mu let this opportunity slip by?

He quickly took out the wooden sword with +1 Taoist magic from his Qiankun bag and put on all the other equipment that added Taoist magic.

Taoist skills 0-10.

Lin Mu's mind raced.

Your weapon has been coated with arsenic.

The wooden sword gleamed with a grayish light.

Lin Mu seized the opportunity and leaped from the tree.

"Watch out!" the soldier shouted.

But it was too late.

Lin Mu pounced down from behind and grabbed the female Taoist priest.

It feels quite soft to the touch.

But Lin Mu didn't have time to think about it.

He held the female Taoist tightly with one hand, and with the other hand, he used a wooden sword to stab her repeatedly in the lower back.

puff.

-4

Miss.

puff.

-3

The female Taoist priest screamed and struggled desperately.

Poison damage of -10, -10, -10 floated above the head.

Lin Mu wanted to stab again, but the two of them had already lost their balance and fell off their horses.

boom.

The two tumbled to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Seeing that things were not going well, the warrior dismounted and chased after them with Bahuang in his arms, but he could only stare helplessly, unable to do anything.

The two were so entangled that if a knife were to be slashed, it was impossible to tell who would be hit.

The Taoist priest was held tightly by Lin Mu and struggled desperately.

But she soon discovered a fatal problem: although she was of a higher level and stronger than Lin Mu, she was using the wrong method to exert force.

It's easy to exert force from the outside in, but it's impossible to exert any force from the inside out.

The more she struggled, the tighter Lin Mu held her.

I want to take medicine and cast a healing spell on myself, but I can't move.

Lin Mu also noticed this situation.

That's a good idea.

He grabbed the Taoist priest and rolled him on the ground.

It rolls to the left and then to the right, like a rolling gourd.

As he rolled along, Lin Mu realized something was wrong.

This Taoist priest...

She has a pretty good figure.

It's convex where it should be, perky where it should be, and soft.

She also had a faint scent of rouge on her body.

Especially when she's struggling, it's so ecstatic.

But he didn't have time to think about it and kept rolling.

"Let go of me! You bastard! Let go!"

The female Taoist's voice was shrill and piercing, echoing through the woods. She twisted her body desperately, elbowing herself backward and scratching at Lin Mu's arm with her nails. Lin Mu held on even tighter, his chin resting on her shoulder, his face almost touching her neck.

"Let me go! You filthy scoundrel! You shameless thing!"

The female Taoist priest's curses became increasingly vile, and her voice began to sound like she was about to cry.

"Brother! Why don't you do something?! You're just watching me get bullied by him!"

The soldier followed behind, carrying the Eight Directions sword, raising and lowering it repeatedly. The two were so tightly entangled that a single strike could easily hit either of them.

"You fucking let go! If you've got the guts, fight me fair and square! What kind of skill is this, resorting to such underhanded tactics!"

The female Taoist's voice grew increasingly shrill, until it became hoarse. She began to gasp for breath, her lips turning pale, and her forehead covered in sweat. The poison damage readings ticked down by -10, -10, -10, as her strength gradually drained away, and her struggles grew weaker and weaker.

The soldier's eyes turned red, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"Let her go!" he roared, his voice trembling. "Are you even a man?! If you've got the guts, come at me!"

Lin Mu rolled around with the female Taoist priest in his arms, completely ignoring him.

The soldier followed behind, raising and lowering his knife repeatedly, feeling as if he were being roasted over a fire. His hands trembled, and his voice trembled as well: "Let her go... let her go, I'll let you go, I won't chase after you..."

The female Taoist's voice had weakened, leaving only intermittent sobs.

"elder brother……"

The soldier's eyes were red-rimmed, he gritted his teeth, and tears streamed down his cheeks.

He seized the opportunity and suddenly raised his Eight Directions sword, shouting, "I'll... you ...

His voice was out of tune.

Just then, Lin Mu suddenly rolled over.

They flipped the Taoist priest over to the top again.

Their postures changed instantly.

The warrior held his Eight Directions sword in mid-air, frozen in place. He looked at his sister's pale face, her half-open eyes, and the complete lack of color in her lips; he couldn't bring himself to strike her with his sword.

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Lin Mu didn't stop, and rolled away from the female Taoist priest again.

The soldiers followed behind.

"Let her go...please...let her go..."

No one cares about him.

After rolling a few more times, the female Taoist priest stopped moving.

Lin Mu looked down and saw that he was no longer breathing.

Just then, the warrior raised his Eight Directions sword high again, ready to strike down on Lin Mu.

Before Lin Mu could think, he kicked the Taoist in the waist.

The limp body rolled away and bumped right into the soldier's leg.

The warrior was startled; his attack had been interrupted again. He looked down.

My sister's face was deathly pale, her eyes were still open, and she was motionless.