Chapter 172: Chapter 172

Although Yunran was already mentally prepared, he still let out a cry of pain when he pulled out the arrow, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Shen Weixi looked at her pale face, her hair wet with cold sweat on her forehead, her eyes were full of distress, "Yue'er, hold on, I will give you some medicine and the pain won't be so bad."

But when Shen Weixi tore off his clothes and saw the wound, his expression suddenly changed, and he panicked a little.

"Yue'er, this arrow has poison on it!"

Yun Ran frowned, but was speechless for a while.

What kind of luck is she?

I want to kneel down and knock two to the land grandpa...

"Yue'er, what should I do? The poison looks different from the one on the knife just now. Does the Baicao Pill work? Or, how about I help you suck out the poisonous blood?"

"No! You are easily poisoned like this!"

"I'm not afraid!"

Shen Weixi said that she was about to lie down, but was stopped by Yunran in time.

"Weixi, listen to me, Baicao Pill can temporarily suppress the toxicity in my body and protect my heart. The most important thing is that we leave here first."

"Wan Yue, how are you?"

Shen Mubai dragged his sick body and moved to Yun Ran's side with great difficulty, his face was too dark to see his expression clearly, but his eyes and tone were full of worry and intolerance.

"Let me come, I've already been poisoned, and there's nothing to be afraid of."

Yun Ran's cold eyes drifted over, full of contempt and ridicule:

"Mr. Shen, please respect yourself whether a man or a woman can kiss you or not! And it's not good for you to say this in front of your fiancée?"

Yu Qingyan followed closely beside Shen Mubai, and she looked at Yunran with a guilty face, "Miss Lin, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! I didn't know that I would hurt you. I was really just worried about you and wanted to save you!"

"If possible, I am willing to use my life to make up for it, so let me help you suck out the poisonous blood!"

Yunran: "..."

There is really no big language!

Shen Weixi rolled her eyes coldly, "Shut up! Stay away from her! Stop bothering her hypocritically here!"

Isn't it because she didn't want Shen Mubai to give Yue'er...not only stopped her, but also showed her tenderness, kindness, and understanding in front of him?

Ah! Hypocritical woman!

"what sound?"

While several people had their own concerns, Yun Ran frowned and looked around vigilantly.

Shen Weixi was startled, followed closely, and listened attentively.

There was an indescribable rustling sound in the jungle in the distance, like the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the fallen leaves, or the chirping sound of something crawling across the ground, which was a bit weird.

The nature of a martial artist made Shen Weixi feel the danger, she drew out the soft sword and held it tightly in her hand, instinctively guarding Yunran and looking around vigilantly.

Yunran sensed the direction of the wind, reluctantly stood up from the ground, grabbed Shen Weixi's shoulder, "Weixi, let's go to the top of the northwest mountain."

"good!"

Shen Weixi didn't doubt that he was there, and was about to leave with Yunran's arm.

Suddenly, a flying arrow flew out and hit the ground at their feet with the sound of howling wind.

At the same time, there was a strange and indisputable laughter in the wind:

"Hehehe, want to leave? You don't want to go anywhere!"

Shen Weixi and Yunran looked around, and suddenly a dozen ghostly figures floated out of the misty dense forest.

They were dressed in bewitching red clothes, but they wore terrifying ghost masks on their faces.

At a glance, there are blue-faced fangs, white-boned skulls, black and white impermanence, bull-headed horse faces, and seven-foot-long tongues.

And the weapons in their hands are even more varied, including meteor hammers, judge pens, nine-section whips, ecstasy hooks, and even sickles.

They were floating in mid-air, their figures dangling back and forth, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Seeing them, Shen Weixi frowned tightly, with a murderous look in her eyes:

"Who are you? Don't play tricks here!"

"Ahahahaha—"

The shrill and eerie laughter is creepy to those who hear it in the secluded forest.

The man wearing the long-tongued ghost mask shook the judge pen in his hands, and smiled, "Naturally, he is the messenger who came to Chaoer and other dead souls!"

The man's words fell, and the strange sound of the flute sounded again in the wind.

This time, the sound of the flute was very close, and accompanied by the sound of the flute, there was the crisp ringing of ring pendants.

A woman in a red dance dress with a red veil covering her face, holding a white bone flute, stood on the back of a huge red flying bird, and slowly landed over the dense forest.

Shen Weixi stared at the woman in red, subconsciously protected Yunran behind her, and whispered, "Yue'er, I'll hold them back later, you find a way to leave."

These people's style of painting is strange, unlike people from the Central Plains, and their behavior is weird and gloomy. I'm afraid it's not so easy to deal with!

Yun Ran looked at the red bird at the woman's feet, thoughtfully.

Mechanism sparrow, the handwriting of Baise Shacheng?

But the costumes of these people seem to be more like South Vietnam?

"Snakes! Lots of snakes!"

Yu Qingyan screamed suddenly, looking not far away with a pale face, her wide eyes were full of horror.

Not only snakes, but also many poisonous insects, scorpions, and spiders are crawling over in groups, in all directions, densely packed, all of them.

The scalp of the person watching is numb.

Shen Weixi swayed under his feet, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, "Yue, Yue'er, don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

Yun Ran shook her hand, waved his sleeve, and scattered a handful of white powder towards the poisonous insects with the wind.

The army of poisonous insects that had been moving at a steady speed was a little chaotic and screamed. Some died after struggling for a while, and some retreated.

The sound of the flute sounded again, and those poisonous insects who retreated in panic reorganized their team, changed direction and continued to move forward, approaching several people.

Although a handful of medicinal powder poisoned one piece, there were too many poisonous insects, and Yun Ran didn't have much medicinal powder on his body.

She frowned and pondered for a moment, then took out a cloth bag and handed it to Shen Weixi, which contained a dozen small bottles.

"Throw the bottle along the direction of the wind, and the medicine powder inside will float out naturally, which can temporarily detoxify the poison."

"You gave it to me, do you still have it?"

"Yes, you take it."

After Yunran finished speaking, he looked around, and pulled off the shawl on Yu Qingyan's shoulders, "Borrow it."

In the next moment, Yunran tapped her toes, and her figure flew up in the wind. The soft cloak in her hand was as vigorous and flexible as a snake after being infused with true energy, and attacked the woman in red who was playing the flute.

The woman in red was slightly startled, and dodged to avoid it, and the man with the blue-faced fangs and ghost mask brandished a meteor hammer to kill Yunran.

Shen Weixi was frightened and exclaimed. "Yue'er! Yue'er, come down quickly!"

Not only was she wounded but also poisonous, and this time she used her internal strength to fight against people, accelerating the spread of the poison, which would really put her life in danger!

Yunran didn't seem to hear it, and the cloak danced in her hands after shadows, with a murderous aura and domineering wind, wounding several people one after another from a strange and tricky angle.

Yunran naturally knew that he should not use his internal strength at this time, and he should not fight with others.

Trapped here, the longer it gets the worse it gets for them.

Shen Mubai lost her combat strength, and the poison on her body would not last long, and the whole army might be wiped out.

It's better to put all your eggs in one basket, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

Those ghost-faced men didn't pay attention to Yunran and the others, but surrounded them with the mentality of playing prey, and sat and watched them panic, struggle, despair, and finally buried in the belly of poisonous insects, and died miserably.

But at this moment, several people on our side have been injured by Yunran.

There was a little more seriousness and viciousness in their eyes.

"Smelly girl! You are quite capable! But still, you have to die!"

Seven or eight people rushed towards Yunran at the same time.

The meteor hammer hit her head, the nine-section whip wrapped around her neck, the sickle pointed at her slender waist, and a pair of judge pens stabbed at her knees.