Chapter 127 Helian Feng is ultimately a source of great concern to me!

"Xiao Nanyan, such a cruel heart, and such amazing kung fu!"

Before he finished speaking, the bamboo branches at the top of the bamboo forest rustled, and several black shadows flew by like night owls!

The first person was wearing a dark-colored suit, with a green veil covering his face, and holding a long sword that flashed with cold light in his hand.

He tapped the air with his toes to gain leverage, and the long sword turned into a green light, stabbing towards Xiao Nanyue's throat. The speed was so fast that it made a sharp sound of breaking wind in the air.

Fu Yunqing folded his folding fan and spun around to block Xiao Nanyan, the fan bone brushing against the tip of the sword to block the attack:

"Nan Yan, if you lose the game of chess, let me help you fight off the assassin, how about that?"

“Very good!”

The man in green veil sneered: "Then you will die for him!"

With a turn of his wrist, the sword's momentum changed, and the sword body actually split into three shadows - it was the Yangguan Sandielang sword technique!

The first wave came breaking through the wind, Fu Yunqing turned sideways, and the edge of the folding fan brushed against the tip of the sword, sparks flying.

The second wave followed closely behind, with the tip of the sword pointing straight at Fu Yunqing's face. He suddenly closed his folding fan and blocked the sword again.

The third wave came with greater force, but Fu Yunqing suddenly shook his wrist, and the fan bone pointed towards the opponent's Quchixue like a meteor. At the same time, his left hand swung out the silver thread from his sleeve and wrapped it around the opponent's ankle.

The man in green gauze leaped to avoid it, and the silver thread brushed against the sole of his boot. But he suddenly raised his hand, and several cold lights rushed towards Fu Yunqing's chest.

Fu Yunqing took three steps back, and when he opened his folding fan, three bone-piercing nails were already stuck in it! He grinned:

"Well, it's rude not to reciprocate!"

At the same time, the silver threads shot out from his sleeves again, but at this moment, the fan in his hand suddenly moved, and the man in green gauze flew up, but smelled a faint sweet fragrance when he landed - it was the poisonous powder of Fu Yunqing's unique hidden weapon "Drunkenness and Dreaming of Death", which would make the skin numb as soon as it touched it.

The man in green gauze realized that he had fallen into a trap. He swung his sword to cut the silver thread, held his breath, and retreated a dozen feet away.

At this time, Fu Yunqing had already caught the folding fan. This trick was just a trick. Immediately afterwards, he pressed the mechanism of the folding fan, and several silver lights shot towards the man in green gauze like an overwhelming force.

The man in green gauze hurriedly swung his sword, slashing left and blocking right.

However, the rain of needles was too dense, and he suddenly felt a numbness on his shoulder. He thought to himself that something was wrong, and his body had already jumped onto the pavilion opposite!

Fu Yunqing chuckled:

"Have you ever tasted the mandala? In three days, you will be able to see the lotus in the River of Rebirth!"

The man in green gauze did not dare to stay. He endured the numbness and used his lightness skills to jump over the roof and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the remaining men in black wanted to withdraw, but were attacked by Han Xiao and Mo Ren and killed.

"Chase!"

Han Xiao drew his sword and tried to chase the man in green gauze, but Xiao Nanyan raised his hand to stop him.

He looked in the direction where the man in green veil had disappeared, his fingertips stroking a chess piece:

“No need!”

Fu Yunqing closed his folding fan and looked into Xiao Nanyan's deep eyes:

"You guessed who it was, didn't you?"

Xiao Nanyan squinted at the three bone-piercing nails that fell to the ground. There was half an ice silkworm flower engraved on each nail:

"Nan Zhao, Xie Zhan!"

Fu Yunqing raised his eyebrows:

"It seems that the Second Prince of Nanzhao must have met Helian Feng and Chu Jin and was deceived by them. He believes that you are the mastermind behind the pearl theft and murder, so he wants to assassinate you!"

Xiao Nanyan snorted coldly:

“So, he can’t die in the Regent’s Palace, lest he fall into Helian Feng’s trap!”

Fu Yunqing frowned and smacked his lips:

"If Xie Zhan kills you, then Helian Feng will have eliminated his biggest worry! If you kill Xie Zhan, then you will have found a scapegoat for murder and escaping the trouble! Helian Feng is really meticulous, a dog that bites without showing its teeth!"

Xiao Nanyan moved his finger slightly, and the black spots were shattered into powder. He raised his hand and let the night wind blow the powder away:

"Helian Feng is ultimately a grave threat to this king!"

Fu Yunqing chuckled:

"Xie Zhan was poisoned by my Rebirth Powder. Let's see if he can hold on and return to the Crown Prince's Mansion to find Chu Jin. If he can't go back, he will surely die!"

At this moment, Manluo, who was hiding in the corridor, shuddered slightly after hearing Fu Yunqing's last words.

It turned out that the two of them had already learned about the commotion on the Nine-Curve Bridge and hurried over.

However, within the palace, they were merely maids and would not easily reveal their martial arts skills. Therefore, even though they knew the fighting was going on, they did not dare to take action unless Xiao Nanyan's life was in danger, and they were always waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Xi Yan, who was beside her, noticed her abnormality and gently tugged at her clothes. The two of them quietly left the back garden...

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Let’s talk about that person in green gauze!

After forcing himself to escape from the Regent's Palace, he ran wildly all the way, only to feel numbness in half of his arm, like a poisonous snake moving along his meridians, with waves of fishy and sweet taste in his throat, and even the tip of his tongue began to numb.

He bit his tongue to stay awake and ran madly for a while, but he could no longer hold on. He supported himself on the ground with the tip of his sword and gasped for breath.

He tore off the clothes on his shoulders and found that the skin at the wound was turning blue at a speed visible to the naked eye - the poison of the Wangsheng Powder had invaded the blood vessels.

In a hurry, he fumbled for the detoxification pills on his waist, but found that the bag had been torn off during the fight.

“Damn it!”

The man in green gauze cursed and turned around to see that none of his men had followed him. It seemed that all the subordinates who came with him tonight were killed.

Cold sweat gradually soaked through his clothes. He staggered into a deserted alley. Unable to hold on any longer, his back pressed against the damp brick wall and he slowly slid down, a suppressed groan escaping from his throat.

The moonlight stretched his shadow across the bluestone slabs, like a gradually stiffening corpse.

Suddenly, the rustling sound of a skirt sweeping across the ground reached his ears. He forced himself to look up, only to see a purple shadow coming like the wind.

"Xie Gongzi, are you okay?"

The man forced his eyes to open wide, and then he saw clearly that there was a charming beauty in front of him, who was staring at him nervously.

"Miss Manluo?"

He wanted to say something else, but could only utter vague sounds.

The purple shirt in front of me gradually overlapped into two layers, swaying into a blurred block of color in the night wind.

He only felt that his body was being lifted up by the woman, but he was a big man after all, and the woman was obviously struggling.

At this moment, another white shadow passed by, supported the other half of his body, and worked together with Manluo to lift his body steadily.

The orchid-scented sleeve brushed his cheek, and his consciousness became slightly clearer. In his half-closed eyes, he saw the general outline of the woman in the white veil.

His confused gaze froze on the pair of familiar, clear eyes. The slightly raised curve at the end of the woman's eyes was like the petals of an ice silkworm rubbed by the spring breeze, gradually overlapping with the gentle and loving eyes deep in his memory.

He only felt his eyes suddenly become a little sore, and suddenly broken syllables rolled out of his throat:

"M-Mother?"

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(Note: I will take a day off tomorrow and will update on time at 11:00 am the day after tomorrow. I can only take one day off per month at most)