The lingering red light comes from the color of the blade, and there is no trace of murderous intent, only gentleness; and the momentum of this sword is like a rainbow, like a tiger, like a thunderous strike. The light and power of the sword are diametrically opposed, and they should never coexist.
But they happened to appear at the same time. In an instant, the red light turned into blood, and the thunder dissipated with the wind.
Three heads fell to the ground.
Song Yang showed up, casually shook off the blood stains on his 'red sleeves', and looked at the Yan State envoy: "Are you the leader?" This group of people was well-trained. Even if they were attacked in a hurry, they remained calm and protected the emissary as they retreated.
But because of this, Song Yang saw through who was the leader.
The eyes of the secret envoy of the Yan Kingdom suddenly shrank, and when he was about to say something, the red light reappeared in front of him! The power of the dragon bird was fierce, the red-sleeved sword light was gentle, and Song Yang charged in again. There was no roaring, no wails, no screams,
There was only the sharp sound of weapons clashing and the muffled sound of blades cutting into flesh and blood. Seven or eight people were fighting hard in the long silent street... In the span of a stick of incense, everyone else was wiped out. Song Yang slapped the emissary in the face with both front and back palms.
.
The force was just right, and it didn't hurt his life, but knocked out all his teeth. Not a single one was left, and the molar that concealed the poison was no exception.
Song Yang was hit by a chop on his left arm. The wound was not shallow and blood was flowing out. He didn't even look at his wound. He put away the knife and reached out to pinch the back of the opponent's neck. After restraining the enemy, Song Yang turned around and shouted: "Come down.
help."
Suddenly there was a rustling of branches and leaves, and Shi Xiaoxiao jumped down from the tree crown: "What are you doing?"
Song Yang pointed to the corpses at his feet: "I want their clothes." Without saying a word, Shi Xiaoxiao took off the clothes of the deceased, wrapped them into a bag and carried them behind him. Song Yang nodded slightly, grabbed the prisoners and ran out of the city...
…When Yan Qi arrived, Song Yang left the military garrison, and no one else noticed it. Only the white-robed monk noticed it and followed him.
On the road, soldiers from Nanli on patrol spotted Song Yang and ignored him. The soldiers did not dare to take action, and of course there was nothing they could do to stop him. All they could do was report to the superior... Wait until Prime Minister Zuo learned that the two strange men were fine.
By the time, they had already rushed out of the north gate and arrived in the remote dense forest on the outskirts of the city.
And Shi Xiaoxiao actually had good martial arts skills. Although it was a bit difficult to chase after Longque Chong, he could barely keep up. When Song Yang stopped, Shi Xiaoxiao felt sweat on his forehead. After taking a few breaths, he asked: "You
How do you know that the Yan people will come back to take away the source of the poison?"
After discovering that Dr. You's body had been desecrated, Song Yang was filled with hatred and rage. His emotions were no less intense than when Dr. You generously died a year ago. However, after calming down and thinking about the whole thing, Song Yang successively
Two doubts arise.
The first doubt is: why there is only ‘half’.
The flood epidemic relies on corpses as the source of poison. The Yan people have mastered this method. If they want to massacre the city and test the medicine, they can bring in two intact corpses, bury one under the broken bridge and the other in Hongcheng. Why bother sawing him apart?
Hidden half? There is only one answer: this is the only corpse that can be used as the source of the 'flood epidemic' poison, but the Yan people wanted to massacre two cities, so they cut it into two parts.
To cast a vicious poisonous technique, you need not only secret techniques, but also special 'poisons'. Even if the Yan people find the long-lost secret technique, it will be useless without suitable materials. Doctor You has been immersed in the poisonous path all his life, and has accumulated countless poisons in his body. It is said that
Maybe he is the right 'material' to use Flood Blight.
After figuring out the first level, the second level of doubt emerged: Why is it Dr. You?
When Dr. You talked about the flood epidemic, there was nothing unusual. He was just chatting. He didn't know how to prepare the antidote for the flood epidemic, but he knew how to 'suppress corpses', how to avoid the plague, and carefully prepared it.
Explain it to Song Yang... He obviously knows a lot about this lost poison technique. But for the same poison technique that has been lost, why does he need to explain it carefully to Song Yang? With his expression
Lazy temperament?
Perhaps Doctor You knew that his body was suitable for the 'flood epidemic' and guessed that after his death, he might be made into a source of poison?
No matter how much Song Yang hated his own hindsight, it was of no use, but it was almost certain that Doctor You was the only suitable 'person' for the flood epidemic.
Dr. You once said that the source of the waterlogging epidemic poison can be used repeatedly, and the Yan people will not give up their "big killer". Since Dr. You is the only one, the Yan people will definitely get the source of the poison back.
Sure enough, the person who took the body came.
Song Yang was not in the mood to give Shi Xiaoxiao a long explanation, and only answered with two words: "Guess." Then he grabbed the Yan Kingdom's secret envoy's hair and pulled it hard. Instead of hearing the hissing and howling, there was only 'whoosh'
There was a soft sound, and the thick black hair was just a hairband, revealing a round bald head with nine scars.
Shi Xiaoxiao exclaimed and said in surprise: "A monk?" Then his face turned gloomy: "If you blaspheme the word 'compassion', you will have a place in Avici Hell."
Song Yang was not surprised.
The 'method' of this flood epidemic is very similar to the purpose of stealing the twelve corpses of Shanxi Man by the fierce monks of the Yan Kingdom; and the inexplicable connection between the imperial doctor You and the master of the Yan Kingdom, the Dragon Bird Sword that appeared in the Imperial Court of Yan,
The enemy who had already made Song Yang suspicious of his uncle was Master Yan.
Now, the matter has finally been confirmed. Unless he killed Dr. You, where would his body be?
Unless the corpse can be refined into a national master of the plague, is there any way to brew the poisonous source of Doctor You?
Seeing the disciple of the Imperial Master again, this time he also had the identity of a secret envoy of the imperial court... Song Yang slowly exhaled a sullen breath and asked the other party: "Where is the other half of the body?"
The emissary's fangs fell off and his vital points were suppressed. He had no choice but to kill himself. Hearing this, the emissary smiled strangely: "You are protected by a heavy army. You can never get it back again."
Song Yang also laughed without saying a word, grabbed the other person's wrist, looked at it, then opened his mouth and bit it!
After taking a bite, Song Yang closed his eyes and moved his mouth back and forth. It was obvious that he was tasting the other person's blood. After a moment, Song Yang seemed to taste it. Shi Xiaoxiao looked from the side and felt a wave of hair on his bald head.
Cold. And Song Yang grabbed the opponent's wrist again. This time, he no longer just tasted it, but swallowed it in big mouths. After swallowing three mouthfuls of hot blood, Song Yang raised his head, his lips were red, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood.
, looked at Shi Xiaoxiao: "Do you want to drink?"
Shi Xiaoxiao shook his head quickly, and Song Yang didn't force himself. He reached out from his bag and took out the red wooden bell that Heikou Yao gave him. He didn't care about its preciousness and still stretched his feet on the ground to crush it... After waiting for most of the time, Shi Xiaoxiao shook his head quickly.
At that moment, the strange chirping of ground insects suddenly sounded in the long grass, and a centipede-like reptile quickly crawled over and circled back and forth around the wooden bell that he had trampled to pieces.
Behind the reptile was a Heikou Yao.
Before the heavy rain, the eight strange men were sent away far away. Later, they received a message from Fei Que and learned that the city was safe, so they started to return. However, they ran far enough. When Yan Qi came, they were on the road until the sky darkened.
We had just entered the city at dawn. After receiving the message of "Thousands of Miles Continuous", Ayguo rushed over quickly. When he saw Song Yang's limbs intact and his face calm, the worry on Ayguo's face immediately turned into distress: "I'm not going to do anything to death, Mr. Ge."
Thousands of miles without stopping? I don’t know how precious it is!”
Letting Dr. You stay intact and be buried peacefully may be more important than Song Yang's own life. Song Yang asked her: "I heard you say in the past that witchcraft can turn people into puppets?"
Aiguo smiled proudly: "The Yao family in the mountains have great magical powers, so human flesh puppets are considered claws."
"Puppet him for me. I want him to take me to do something." As he said that, Song Yang pointed at the secret envoy of the Yan Kingdom.
Ayiguo's smile suddenly stiffened... His voice was still crisp, but the pride in his tone quietly dissipated: "This... it's not that easy to be a human puppet..."
Song Yang glared at her: "You can't do it. Did you brag before?"
"Don't brag. It's just that this magic is so advanced. I'm less than twenty years old." Heikou Yao laughed sarcastically. It was extremely rare that a look of 'very embarrassed' appeared on her face.
Above: "I haven't tried it yet. Is there any chance of success... three fingers."
Heikou Yao's "three fingers" means "three percent".
Song Yang frowned: "Three makes three percent..." Halfway through the words, Aiguo shook his head and interrupted: "I didn't have to finish what I just said. Human flesh puppets can only be made by madmen. Only with madmen can we mention it."
Those three fingers of opportunity."
Song Yang nodded and responded: "Leave it to me, wait for me for a while." After saying that, he picked up the Yan Kingdom's secret envoy and walked into the depths of the forest. Soon, hysterical howls suddenly sounded, and they continued...
After half an hour, Song Yang pulled the demon monk back. There were no obvious injuries on the demon monk's body, and he didn't know why he screamed just now.
It was obvious that the demon monk's eyes were confused, his expression was demented, his body would twitch from time to time, and then he would cry or laugh, looking absolutely like a lunatic.
Ai Guo was very surprised and looked at Song Yang and said: "I know your child can use poison, and there are poisons that can make people go crazy if they are eaten?"
Song Yang shook his head: "There is no poison that can make people crazy, but I have poison that can make people extremely painful. If the pain is severe, I will prevent him from fainting or dying. I will stuff a few ants into his ears and throw them away."
The loud noise of not turning on... will always make him crazy. He is pretty good if he can persist for so long."
Secret Envoy Yan was driven crazy by the severe pain... Ayiguo curled his lips, with a complicated expression. It was unclear whether it was disdain or fear. Song Yang continued: "It's your turn, how long?"
"If you want to win in half an hour, you have to strip this little bitch naked first!"
The witchcraft was performed, and outsiders were waiting to watch. Shi Xiaoxiao and Song Yang were waiting outside the woods. Song Yang felt gloomy and did not want to say more. Shi Xiaoxiao stood aside silently, sometimes looking up at the green leaves, sometimes looking down at them.
Xiaocao's eyes were bright and full of interest, as if every plant and tree in the world was extremely beautiful in his eyes...
Soon after, a little light penetrated the rain clouds, and dawn broke. At this moment, the chaotic fighting in the Red City finally came to an end. Only more than 300 of the five thousand Yanqi were captured alive, and all the others died in the brutal street fighting. The command of the Duoshan Battalion was
Shi Jiang's case was tied up with five flowers and placed in front of Prime Minister Zuo.
The victory in Hongcheng made the army and the people rejoice, but Mr. Hu was not very happy. Winning the battle was something they had planned, but the purpose of fighting this battle was not as expected. They failed to search for the prisoners they captured.
Get the antidote.
Without an antidote, the threat of 'flood epidemic' is like the heavy haze in the sky, always weighing on Nali's head.
The city guard asked Mr. Hu how to deal with these prisoners. The latter picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Take off your clothes, smear pig manure on them, escort them to patrol the city for half a day, and then behead them in the city at noon. No one will be left as a sacrifice."
There are countless heroic spirits at Zheqiao Pass!”
It's not that he acted decisively, but whether he kept a few hundred prisoners or not would not change the overall situation.