Chapter 310 The Old Poisoner Is Going to Die!

The Poison Hand Medicine King stood quietly outside the window.

After he learned that Guo Jing had returned to the prefect's mansion, he immediately came over because he really didn't want to get involved in the war with the Mongols. He wanted to go back to find his son-in-law and daughter.

What he didn't expect was that as soon as he saw Guo Jing's back, he found that Guo Jing had sneaked into the deepest part of the prefect's mansion, and then entered a room. There were actually heavy soldiers guarding the outside of the room. It looked like he was trying to hide something on purpose.

Years of experience allowed the Poison Hand Medicine King to detect the anomaly immediately.

After thinking for a moment, he quietly approached the room and bypassed the first place.

Then he heard everything in the room.

He was just curious at first, but the more he listened, the more he realized something was wrong. Why did Guo Jing still want to rebel against Song Dynasty?

Especially after hearing the whole thing.

The poisonous hand medicine king's expression immediately turned ugly.

The Poison Hand Medicine King was not a supporter of the Song Dynasty. But the Poison Hand Medicine King was from the Song Dynasty.

Although he has no fixed place to live, the place he spends most of his time is in southern Xinjiang.

But he has never denied that he is from the Song Dynasty.

Therefore, he never thought of betraying Song Dynasty.

Although, if one day the Song Dynasty would be destroyed by foreign enemies, he did not want to avenge the Song Dynasty.

But the Poison Hand Medicine King knew everything about Guo Jing.

Seeing that this leader of the world actually wanted to take advantage of such chaos to become a king and plot the world.

I still feel a little awkward in my heart.

He also didn't understand why he still felt such a contrast deep in his heart even though he was used to seeing all kinds of right and wrong and betrayal.

But at this moment, a palm broke through the window and slapped his chest. The Poison Hand Medicine King immediately screamed and while waving his hand to stop him, he also retreated backwards.

A crisp collision sound came from the place of impact.

The Poison Hand Medicine King's arms were like fragile bamboo poles.

Quickly broken and twisted, bones and flesh were quickly separated, and blood mist sprayed out from the side of the arm.

The old guy rolled around on the ground.

As soon as the other palm was touched on the waist, green powder spurted out from the gap in the palm. At the same time, poisonous needles glowing coldly were also sprayed out.

After doing all this.

He ran away, leaving only green poisonous powder flying in the sky behind him.

"Cloud Expelling Palm!" came a scolding voice.

Immediately afterwards, ferocious wind spurted out of the window.

Between the rolling air waves.

Whether it was the deadly poisonous powder or the ice-soul silver needles hidden among the poisonous powder with hidden murderous intent, they were all blown back. And at this faster speed, it swept towards the back of the Poison Hand Medicine King.

The Poison Hand Medicine King did not look back.

Instead, he turned around and sprinkled another handful of poisonous powder.

It's just that the color of this poisonous powder is dazzling pink.

The two poisonous powders collided with each other, and a crackling sound sounded out of thin air.

The ice soul silver needles hidden inside were immediately blown by the crackling wind and fell to the ground.

The Poison Hand Medicine King ran outside without looking back.

Just as he was about to escape from the small courtyard, a steel knife suddenly came towards him.

The style of this steel knife is not that of a plain knife.

It was a look that the Poison Hand Medicine King had never seen before.

Moreover, there are nine bright golden halos inlaid on the back of the knife, which looks very gorgeous and unusually beautiful.

However, at this moment, the Poison Hand Medicine King had no time to appreciate it. He could only bend down again, tap his feet lightly on the ground, and his whole body rushed forward like a flying arrow, and his body naturally became shorter.

But just as he was about to rub against the edge of the steel knife, the steel knife suddenly moved downwards.

The poisonous hand medicine king's eyes were about to burst. He stepped hard on the soles of his feet that had already left the ground, and then the whole person quickly flew up from the ground, scratching against the blade. Although he succeeded in not letting the steel knife split him in two from the middle. But there was still a leaking wound on his body, and blood flowed out of the wound freely and dripped on the ground.

It looks extremely bloody.

The Poison Hand Medicine King looked fiercely at the guy who suddenly rushed out to attack him. He recognized the guy's identity. If he remembered correctly, this guy should be the guard who was standing outside just now.

I just walked around him and came in.

In fact, the Poison Hand Medicine King had the time and opportunity to kill him just now.

But after hesitating for a moment, he did not do so.

Facts have proved that sometimes a woman's kindness is not necessarily a good thing.

The Poison Hand Medicine King sighed secretly, he was getting older after all.

If it were in the past.

How could such a thing happen?

He continued to run outside.

He knew that the only one who could save him at this moment was Wu Gong.

Therefore, after escaping from this courtyard, he did not run in a panic towards the gate of the Prefect's Mansion, but ran towards the inside of the Prefect's Mansion, where Wugong was.

"Chase! We can't let him escape."

He carefully bypassed the two groups of poisonous powder that collided with each other in the air.

Several guys dressed as Confucian scholars chased in the front.

Don’t be fooled by their frail appearance.

But their movements were swift and powerful, and their true energy was surging all over their bodies.

Obviously, they were also powerful first-class masters.

But what was strange was that the famous skill of Kunlun Sect, Paiyun Palm, was the unique skill of Kunlun Sect. Except for the direct disciples, others had no chance or power to learn it. Even the famous Langhuan Cave did not have any records of Paiyun Palm.

There were not many people who learned this palm technique in the entire Kunlun Sect.

And each of them was an old elder in the sect. Among the younger generation of disciples, although some people learned it, most of them were not in the mainstream.

This Paiyun Palm emphasizes the long-lasting Qi.

It must be supported by heavy true Qi to be able to perform the palm technique. The young disciples did not have such heavy true Qi at all, and it was simply a foolish dream to want to play this long-lasting Qi palm.

But at this moment, the scholars in the room all knew Paiyun Palm, and they didn't look too old. But the palm techniques they used were like a great river, flowing continuously!

Poison Hand Medicine King was muttering in his heart while running, and he was sensitive to the fact that something was wrong.

However, the injuries on his body made it impossible for him to think about it.

Blood dripped and flowed on the ground drop by drop.

It was like a guiding light in the dark night.

The pursuers behind him were chasing him relentlessly.

In the blink of an eye, they were about to catch up again.

Poison Hand Medicine King suddenly threw a handful of black dust behind him again.

This immediately attracted the attention of the pursuers behind him.

The one standing in the front sneered. When he waved his palm, a rolling wind blew out from the center of his palm. But when the wind he swung out was about to come into contact with the black poisonous dust, the Poison Hand Medicine King suddenly swung his hand back, and a fire stick that had just been ignited immediately collided with the black dust.

The next second, dazzling flames began to flash in the air.

The sound of rumbling was endless.

The scholar who rushed in the front had no time to dodge.

But he was not panicked at all.

He waved his arm again, and the wind blew forward at a more violent speed.

But when this scene of wind came into contact with the flames burning in the air, the flames were not blown away, but burned more intensely, and the crackling explosion sound was endless.

The scholar failed to dodge in time and twisted his body frantically in time and space.

But it was of no use.

He could only scream and struggle into the flames.

The flames continued to burn.

The Confucian scholars who caught up with him saw this scene and immediately rushed to rescue him.

No one chased the Poison Hand Medicine King.

As for the others, those who had joined Guo Jing.

Seeing that this old man was so difficult, they naturally did not dare to chase him.

They could only watch the Poison Hand Medicine King disappear in the distance.

Wu Gong heard the sound coming from outside.

He walked out of the house immediately.

After Guo Jing came back.

Wu Gong handed over all the work at hand.

Every day he took a break from shopping and chatting with Li Mochou, Wang Yuyan and others.

He was happy to be free.

Seeing that the Poison Hand Medicine King struggled to run in from outside.

Wu Gong was startled at first, and then hurried to meet him.

He reached out and supported the Poison Hand Medicine King.

Then, the green light on his hand continued to flash, trying to save the wound on the Poison Hand Medicine King, "Old man, how did you get hurt like this?"

The Poison Hand Medicine King spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at the internal organs wrapped in the blood, and immediately said hatefully: "These damn guys really killed me. Sorry, I may have caused you trouble."

Wu Gong was stunned, and immediately laughed and said: "What trouble? It's been so long since you, old man, have been so serious. We have been friends for more than a day or two. Along the way, I have already regarded you as my own. Now you say these words, which makes me feel unusual."

The old man sighed, he felt the warmth spreading over his body, and just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard dense footsteps behind him.

Wu Gong looked at the courtyard door behind him, and a bunch of people ran out at once.

They were all people he didn't know.

However, when Guo Jing came back, there were several people staying with Guo Jing.

Seeing the Poison Hand Medicine King and Wu Gong with green light flashing on his hand, these people looked at each other, but did not take action immediately.

Especially those who followed Guo Jing.

When he came back with Guo Jing, Guo Jing had great respect for this young man.

In addition, according to what they learned, this young man was the adopted son of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and his status was naturally many times higher than that of outsiders like them.

Wu Gong frowned, "Who are you? Why did you break into my yard?"

At this time, several more Confucian scholars rushed in from outside.

When they saw the people standing still, they frowned immediately, "Hurry up, that old guy heard our conversation, and he must not be left alive."

After being scolded, I found that these people actually didn't listen to their words at all and still stood where they were.

They looked at Wu Gong with some confusion.

He saw an unknown young man and a green light shining on his hand.

A flash of horror suddenly flashed across several people's faces.

They didn't know Wu Gong, and they didn't come back with Guo Jing when they came back.

But enter the prefect's mansion through the back door.

Therefore, it is natural not to know the relationship between Wu Gong and Guo Jing.

But after they saw the green light.

But they all showed expressions as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Wu Gong saw that the wounds on Poison Hand Medicine King's body were almost healed, so he helped the old guy and sat on the ground.

"I ask again, who are you?

Why are you trespassing in my yard? If you don't say anything, I will take action. "

Seeing these guys with murderous intent all over their bodies, Wu Gong raised his eyebrows and slowly put his palms behind his back.

Li Mochou's people also poked their heads out of the house.

They also had weapons in their hands, and they seemed to be ready to support Wu Gong anytime and anywhere.

The two sides in Wugong were at war with each other.

But no one said a word.

Wu Gong was a little impatient waiting.

Just about to continue.

Guo Jing walked in from outside.

With just one look, they understood what was going on.

He smiled and said to Wu Gong: "Gong, this is all a misunderstanding."

He waved his hands to the people behind him, signaling them all to exit.

Wu Gong also waved to Li Mochou behind him, who rushed over and brought the old guy, the Poisonous Hand Medicine King, into the house.

"What happened to Uncle Guo? I invited the King of Poisonous Hand Medicine to treat your illness. You don't need it now, but you don't need to kill the donkey."

Guo Jing rolled his eyes and said, "Gong'er, who do you think I am? How could I be that kind of person? This is all a misunderstanding. As for what happened, go ask your godmother. .Gong'er, will this poisonous medicine king spread gossip everywhere?"

Wu Gong narrowed his eyes and said, "I can't guarantee this mouth for him, but his reputation is well-known throughout the world. There are many old guys and monsters in the world. They are all his close friends. Even Qiu Chuji from the Quanzhen Sect is his good friend."

Guo Jing was stunned for a moment and said, "He and Master Qiu are still good friends? Then I'm relieved." Then he chatted for a few more words, turned around and left the yard.

Wu Gong looked at Guo Jing's leaving figure. He didn't know why, but he always felt that Guo Jing was weird. But for Huang Rong's sake, he didn't bother to pursue it, so he turned around and entered the house.