Chapter 157 Heavy Rain of Pear Blossom Needles! Precious Shoes (11/12)

Chapter 157: Rain of pear blossom needles! Treasure shoes (1112)

Ma Zhong's death will definitely overturn the pattern of the assassination world, and even completely reverse the fate of many famous generals who are doomed to die!

And Ma Zhong actually has an E-level medal.

Needless to say, he must have reached the top level in terms of agility!

Ding Ling's agility is already very high, and with the two major breathing methods increasing it at the same time, and martial arts such as the lifting technique, flying over the eaves and walking on the walls, and the five animal exercises, climbing rocks and jumping over streams, crossing mountains and ridges, it is as if it is a piece of cake.

But even so, Ding Ling almost couldn't catch up with Ma Zhong at the beginning!

It was not until Ma Zhong's endurance decreased that he finally showed signs of catching up.

And at this moment, Ding Ling even seriously suspected that if Ma Zhong really wanted to run, he might not be able to catch up, just because Ma Zhong's goal from beginning to end was to kill him!

He has been acting with him all the time.

But no matter what the original truth is, no matter how strong Ma Zhong is, how good he is at acting, or how fast he runs.

Now he is going to die.

And he, Ding Ling, survived.

Ding Ling's hand trembled, and the Juque sword was sheathed with a clanging sound!

He put the sword on his back.

He straightened his spine and looked down at Ma Zhong.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

Ma Zhong stared at Ding Ling with wide eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but when his throat moved, blood gurgled out.

His injuries were too serious!

He was dying!

He even began to have hallucinations.

But until his death, he didn't understand why Ding Ling was so comfortable and alive after being poisoned by his needle!

It should be Ding Ling who died!

How could it be him, Ma Zhong? !

Ma Zhong was annoyed, confused, painful, unwilling...

When his thoughts were agitated to the extreme, another mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He reached out to Ding Ling, as if he wanted to grab Ding Ling's arm to ask the reason.

Ding Ling ignored him.

He just took two steps back.

Even dying people can have a moment of last-minute burst of light.

Be careful.

"..."

Ma Zhong was stunned, the light in his eyes became dimmer and dimmer until it disappeared completely.

However, even if he died.

Ding Ling did not approach.

He just waited for a few minutes.

Seeing that his blood had drained out.

A quiver in his sleeve slipped out and rolled on the ground, and Ding Ling stepped forward.

He was a doctor.

And he was a top doctor whose medical skills were not inferior to Hua Tuo!

Naturally, you can tell at a glance whether this person is dead or not.

Now Ma Zhong is dead.

He picked up the quiver on the ground first.

It was a small pocket-sized cylinder.

It was full of flying needles.

Each flying needle was stained with azure liquid.

It can be seen that these are definitely poison needles.

And looking at Ma Zhong's appearance, it was obvious that he was going to use this quiver, no, it should be the "wooden tube with flying needles" hidden weapon to shoot Ding Ling before he died.

"What a sinister, vicious, cunning, and treacherous person!"

Ding Ling secretly thanked himself for being a doctor and being cautious enough, otherwise he might have really capsized in the ditch!

"But why does this hidden weapon look so much like the 'Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle'?"

Ding Ling was secretly surprised:

"Did the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle exist in the Three Kingdoms era? I'm so surprised!"

Ding Ling thought that this was a game world!

And it was a world full of masters and warriors, so he was relieved.

Maybe the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle was made by the skills of the Mohist School?

The Mohist School.

That's a group of ancient scientists! Inventors!

How many incredible mechanical techniques were born from their hands.

Ding Ling also read some secret books in Wang Yue's study, Yuan's arsenal, and other places, among which there were articles describing the terrible Mohist School.

"How to use this hidden weapon?"

Ding Ling looked at it carefully until he touched a bulge at the tail, and then he thought, maybe this place is the button?

It's better not to try it easily.

This is a one-time "magic weapon"!

Keep it for later use. It might work wonders.

Ding Ling began to touch the corpse.

An assassin like Ma Zhong must have some treasures on him.

Besides, seeing that Ma Zhong is selfish and wants to take all the credit, he should be a unicorn in the assassin organization.

"Assassin organization..."

Ding Ling frowned, and thought:

"You pissed me off. I will do everything I can to get rid of you in the future!"

"Huh."

Ding Ling did find a lot of good things from Ma Zhong's arms.

A secret book.

A small box.

In addition.

Ding Ling also found that the shoes he wore were made of natural silk, which was extremely tough and light. Not only was it extremely defensive, but it was also warm in winter and cool in summer, and could bring a person's agility to the limit.

Ding Ling put them on himself without hesitation.

He found that these shoes could be widened and enlarged.

However, the material is very elastic, retractable and tough. Even though Ding Ling's feet are one size bigger than Ma Zhong's, he can still wear them and they fit perfectly.

Very comfortable!

"Not bad."

Ding Ling was not afraid of dead or alive things. He wore the new shoes and kicked Ma Zhong into a mountain stream more than ten meters away.

Let the sky be a blanket and the ground be a bed. Let nature cover his body.

He turned and left.

He opened the small box on the way.

He found several bottles of potion in it.

Ding Ling observed and studied it carefully.

It was found that this potion was made of ordinary poisonous water, but half of it was detoxifying potion.

"Diao Chan can be saved."

Ding Ling's eyes brightened slightly.

He didn't expect that Ma Zhong actually had the antidote hidden close to his body.

It seems that this guy's arrows must have accidentally hurt others, or maybe they have been used to threaten others?

No matter what.

It's good for Ding Ling to get it.

Ding Ling ran all the way back.

'An old horse knows the way', Ding Ling followed the map and quickly returned to the original place.

The ride was peaceful.

Apart from encountering some wild beasts, I did not encounter any other men in black.

Apparently they all really ran away.

"Ding Ling."

Seeing Ding Ling's return, Du Qingcheng's eyes turned red:

"Hongchang's poison needs an antidote. But it's late at night, in the barren mountains and wild mountains. Hua Tuo is also a clever woman who can't make a meal without rice. We can only stabilize Hongchang's injury temporarily and wait until tomorrow. But, just... "

She glanced at Diao Chan's defeated face, tears welling up in her eyes:

"I'm worried, worried..."

"Don't worry."

Ding Ling handed the antidote to Hua Tuo:

"Senior, please help me see if this is the antidote."

"oh?"

Hua Tuo perked up.

He was also ashamed and sad that he could not cure Diao Chan.

After all, there were several people traveling together along the way, and Diao Chan was sassy, ​​sensible, and clever, and was recognized by Hua Tuo.

Of course he didn't want her to die.

"It's the antidote."

Hua Tuo observed carefully for a while and was overjoyed:

"How did you find it?"

"Took it back from those assassins."

Ding Ling explained casually and said:

"Hurry up and let Diao Chan take the antidote."

Ding Ling often called Ren Hongchang Diaochan along the way.

At first, Du Qingcheng and others, including Diao Chan, were not used to it.