"Miss Chen--" The dragon scale guards were shocked and gritted their teeth.
"Retract the formation and let all brothers avoid the poisonous fog!" The man emphasized, "Don't touch the body!"
"yes!"
The Dragon Scale Guard, which covered the entire courtyard, quickly contracted.
Not far away, Gong Yang Qian, who had been shackled, saw this scene and shouted excitedly: "Yao Wuchen, I'm here! Come and save me!"
"Shut up!" Long Lin Wei Li shouted, grabbed him to avoid the gray fog, and gathered at the door.
Gong Yang Qian struggled wildly and kept shouting: "Yao Wuchen! Yao Wuchen--"
The grey fog continues to spread.
These poisonous gases that look like water and fog are more heavy than air and cannot spread into the air. They can only spread along the walls and the ground.
As Yang Qian shouted, Yao Wuchen's irritable voice came from the fog: "Shut up!"
Then there was a "whoosh" sound!
A cracked gourd flew out of the fog and hit Gong Yang Qian with a bang.
At the crack of the gourd, gray mist continued to emerge.
The Dragon Scale Guard changed his face in an instant: "Get back!"
At this time, Gong Yang Qian had no idea where he got his strength, so he raised his arms and used the shackles between his wrists as weapons, and smashed them hard at the face of the Dragon Scale Guard.
"Bang--" The heavy shackles hit the helmet of the Dragon Scale Guard. The huge shock sound made the Dragon Scale Guard who was holding Gong Yang Qian dizzy and instinctively let go of his hand.
Gong Yang Qian immediately rolled and crawled, dragging the shackles on his feet and threw himself into the grey fog!
"Bastard!!" A dragon scale guard roared angrily and rushed up to catch him back.
"no!"
The companion next to him stopped him in time and said sternly: "Retreat first, don't be contaminated by these fog!"
The Dragon Scale Guard was unwilling to give up: "I'll go and catch him back. The prince said he would capture him alive..."
"Retreat!" said the companion sternly, "This is an order!"
Seeing the gray fog spread rapidly, she enveloped Gong Yang Qian in the mist.
The Dragon Scale Guards had to retreat.
...Saved!
Gong Yang Qian sat in the grey fog, unable to see anything, but he was relieved from the bottom of his heart.
Although the gray fog is highly toxic, Yao Wuchen must have an antidote in his hand.
Gong Yang Qian was not worried at all.
He wanted to take off the shackles on his hands and feet, but he couldn't unlock the lock. When he was upset, the sound of footsteps came from the fog behind him.
Gong Yang Qian turned his head: "Yao Wuchen, please think of a way to help me figure out how to get rid of these shackles!"
Yao Wuchen walked along the gray mist: "What are you thinking about? I can't unlock the lock."
Gong Yang Qian thought about it and said, "Then give me the antidote first!"
The poisonous fog was so fierce. In just a short while, his skin began to sting and ulcerate, his throat was blocked and uncomfortable, and his breath seemed to seep blood.
Gong Yang Qian didn't want to be poisoned to death, he wanted to take the antidote quickly.
Yao Wuchen walked up to him and looked at him condescendingly, with a strange feeling in his cold pupils.
He didn't say anything, nor did he mean to give an antidote.
“……The medicine is free from dust?”
Gong Yang Qian's heart suddenly sank: "Where is the antidote? Give it to me quickly!"
Yao Wuchen bent the corners of his lips and smiled and said, "Do you know why I happened to be in Beiqin when you asked me for help?"
Gong Yang Qian said in a daze: "Didn't you say... to come to Beiqin to do something?"
Yao Wuchen blinked at him: "Then guess, who am I here to do things for and what?"
Gong Yang Qian's pupils shrank violently.
Next second.
Xiao Lingyue's cold voice suddenly rang:
"Idiot, he came to Beiqin for Murong Ye and killed you to silence you!" This chapter has been completed!