Yiran was so angry that she was about to shout, but she suddenly fainted.
"Brother!" An Zuo shouted worriedly.
Hua Yuqiong gently placed Yiran on the ground with her hands and feet, and felt her pulse with her fingers, feeling relieved in her heart.
Fortunately, I gave him a heart-protecting pill before.
An Zuo quickly jumped in front of Yiran from the window, and the tears in his eyes could no longer stop falling.
"Brother...brother, wake up..."
Hua Yuqiong glanced at him speechlessly, then suddenly her eyes sharpened and she glanced coldly out the window.
"call out!"
"call out!"
"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"
Several beads flew in from the window and rolled to the ground. Hua Yuqiong frowned, feeling an ominous premonition in her heart.
Suddenly, those beads exploded, and soon the room was filled with smoke. When Hua Yuqiong saw this, she secretly said something bad, and hurriedly said to An Zuo on the side: "Take him away quickly!"
An Zuo was stunned and his mind went blank. After listening to Hua Yuqiong's words, he hurriedly picked up Yiran and moved towards the door.
In the smoke, Hua Yuqiong opened the Holy Eyes and looked at the few men in black who came in from the window. Hua Yuqiong glanced at them and was slightly surprised, they were actually people in the realm of the Spirit King!
"Bang!"
When An Zuo and Yi Ran were about to run to the door, the door was suddenly kicked open from the outside. An Zuo paused in his steps, with a touch of panic on his tear-stained face, and hurriedly backed away in the smoke.
There were several people standing outside the door, their faces covered, and it was impossible to see what they looked like through the smoke, but An Zuo, who was hiding in the corner, could still smell the bloody smell on them.
The leading masked man glanced at the room and shouted coldly: "Capture Hua Yuqiong alive, and leave none of the other two alive!"
"Yes!" Several people following him got into the smoke, searching for Hua Yuqiong's figure.
The leading masked man said, glanced at Lan Shao who was being held by two masked men, and said coldly: "Hua Yuqiong, your people are in my hands. If you dare to resist, I will cut him."
Off his head!"
Hua Yuqiong's eyes sharpened, and the cold light suddenly appeared in his phoenix eyes, and he glanced in the direction of the person who made the sound.
Lan Shao!
Damn it!
A mere mid-stage Spiritual King dared to be arrogant in front of her!
Suddenly a long sword was cut beside him, Hua Yuqiong dodged, turned his steps slightly, went around behind the man, and put his hands on the man's head.
"Crack!"
The man tilted his head and fell to the ground.
Hua Yuqiong drew out her long sword and stabbed behind her with her backhand. A muffled grunt came out. She drew out her long sword, and blood spurted out with the force, staining Hua Yuqiong's white clothes with blood-colored ice.
Shang's expression had been solemn since the group of people appeared. He glanced at the man beside him with a slight smile on his lips, and silently lowered his eyes to glance at his clenched fists, feeling very confused.
You can say that the Holy Master is worried about the painting master. He is smiling. You can say that he is not worried. He looks like this, which is quite puzzling.
Hua Yuqiong came closer, approaching the door in the smoke. Just when she was about to rush out, a man grabbed her. Just as Hua Yuqiong was about to stab her with a sword, there was a round thing in her mouth.
Her eyes were slightly surprised, it was the elixir.
An Zuo's crying voice sounded in her ears, "This is Wutang's unique mist. The antidote is only available to those in the hall. Take it." It seemed that Hua Yuqiong would not believe him easily.
, he added: "Don't worry, my brother's life is in the hands of you and Gui Si. I won't harm him just to feed you poison."