Chapter 354: Does this person have persecution hallucinations?
The shapes of the three people changed so quickly that Jiang Yuan had no time to make a move.
Jiang Yuan sneered suddenly, then let the three of them fall together so as not to waste her time.
He took out another anesthesia needle, with three small bamboo tubes clearly clamped on his fingers. He looked at the figures of the three people and flicked it.
The three needles flew towards the two of them at a flying speed.
"Instigation -" a sound.
A needle pierced the foot of a man in black. He immediately stiffened and fell down. Another man in black was about to check when his wrist hurt and he also fell down.
Only Qi Xuanzuo, using his last strength, held up the sword in his hand and blocked the flying bamboo tube.
Then, he couldn't hold it up anymore and knelt down on one foot.
His eyes glanced at the small bamboo tubes on the two people, and his face was stern, a little confused, but still very alert.
"who?"
Seeing that the danger was over, Jiang Yuan clapped his hands, patted his clothes, and walked out slowly.
Qi Xuanzuo's eyes were fixed on her, without any murderous look in his eyes, "Who are you?"
"I'm not your enemy." Jiang Yuan curled her lips coldly.
Qi Xuanzuo didn't feel any bad intentions on her body, he felt a little relaxed, and the hand holding the sword slowly dropped.
"Then why did you stab... me?"
Jiang Yuan shrugged, "It's forced by the situation."
The blood on Qi Xuan's left face had completely disappeared, the blood on his chest kept flowing, and the ground was covered with blood flowers.
Jiang Yuanding looked at him for a while and smiled. Sure enough, it was Qi Xuanzuo, a proud emperor. Even at this time, he still had no way to ask for help.
She walked up to Qi Xuan Zuo, squatted down, turned over an anesthetic needle with her fingers, and was about to prick Qi Xuan's left arm.
The next second, her wrist was held with such force that it almost broke her hand bones.
Jiang Yuan swung him hard, but couldn't shake him away. He looked at Qi Xuanzuo calmly.
Qi Xuanzuo sneered, "Is this how you treat non-enemies? Do you want to kill me?"
Does this person have a persecution fantasy? Jiang Yuan raised her lips disdainfully, "Yes, I just want to kill you. How can you stand up to me like this?"