The saint's mind went blank for a moment.

Then I felt a sharp pain in my entire back, which spread to my limbs and bones, and needle-like pain surged in every bone in my body.

The Saint is a master picked from thousands, and there are only a few people in the world who can hurt her.

She hadn't felt this level of hurt for a long time. Even the blue veins on her forehead were exposed and the red blood vessels under her eyes were cracked.

She looked at the man whom she had controlled with drugs for five years with icy eyes. She couldn't believe that he had regained his sanity after she activated the poison.

His eyes were clearer and more ruthless than ever before.

She grabbed his wrist with one hand and tried to pry his big hand open, but to no avail.

She pinched out a silver needle with her other hand and stabbed it into Wei Xu's arm!

Wei Xu blocked her hand with his backhand.

She raised her long legs, and her excellent flexibility allowed her toes to rise high, directly touching the back of Wei Xu's head.

Wei Xu dodged to the side and let her go.

She slapped the ground with her palm, used the force to fly into the air, and flipped towards the roof.

But Wei Xu was faster than her, and he grabbed her again and threw her down hard! The crack in the ground got bigger.

Her back was cut by the protruding rocks, blood soaked her back, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

Su Li was so shocked: "Wow, so amazing! He is worthy of being my father!"

Daddy is so powerful that he can defeat a perverted master like the Saint!

Wei Ting and Su Xuan's glares flew towards him at the same time.

Just praise him, why are you blindly recognizing him as your father?

Su Xiaoxiao was also very excited.

The battle between the masters was so shocking! Good job, father-in-law! After a brief recovery, the remaining eight puppet masters immediately rushed over to surround and kill Wei Xu.

Su Xuan flew up and stood in front of them.

Su Xuan had exhausted most of his strength, but these people were also seriously injured by Wei Xu.

With one against eight, they are not at an advantage in terms of numbers, but they can hold off for a while without any problem.

Wei Ting observed the formation of several people.

Su Xiaoxiao understood what he wanted to do, and threw the golden bow in her hand and the quiver on her back to him: "Catch it!"

Su Xiaoxiao's archery was taught by Wei Ting. The more skilled she is, the more skilled Wei Ting will be.

Wei Ting grabbed the golden bow, put the quiver on his back, leaped up, and found a commanding height.

Su Xuan made his move.

Wei Ting shot an arrow and forced back a puppet master who was attacking Su Xuan.

The puppet master discovered Wei Ting, picked up a spear on the ground and threw it at Wei Ting.

Wei Ting turned his head to avoid it and pulled the second string.

Three arrows fired at once!

Su Xuan felt the arrow coming from behind him, so he slashed it with his sword, and the three puppet masters were knocked back.

Su Li clapped her hands and cheered: "Yes! Fourth brother! That's it! Even if I can't kill him, I'll be a stick to stir up trouble!"

Su Xuan's mouth twitched: I would rather kill you first.

The remaining five did not fight with Su Xuan, and took advantage of the cover of the eaves to sneak up behind Wei Xu.

Wei Ting shot five arrows in a row.

On the fifth arrow he threw out the last mechanism box.

The moment the arrow penetrated the box, countless poisonous needles shot out.

Wei Xu felt a chill on his back and swung the Qingfeng sword backwards, blocking a poisonous needle that almost injured him by mistake.

Wei Ting said embarrassedly: Don’t blame him, blame my second brother if you want to blame someone. He didn’t say that this mechanism box can attack indiscriminately.

Su Xuan stopped four, Wei Ting injured two, and the other two escaped.

The two men started fighting with Wei Xu.

The saint also rejoined the battle.

However, even with the combined strength of the three, they were still no match for Wei Xu.

The saint gradually felt the strain.

The saint knew that the game was over and she couldn't take Wei Xu away tonight no matter what, so she began to think about retreating and no longer wanted to fight.

But how could it be so easy to leave? Wei Xu stabbed her fiercely with his sword.

Puff——

The sharp blade enters the body.

But it was not the saint, but Envoy Lu who had woken up from a coma.

She used her body to block the sword for the saint.

"Saint... hurry up..."

The Saint looked back in the air, watching her most capable confidant die in Wei Xu's hands for her. It would be a lie to say that she didn't feel sad! There were still twelve top puppet masters. If she left, Wei Xu would not leave any of them alive! Her years of hard work... were all destroyed by Wei Xu! If she had known that she couldn't get Wei Xu, she would have paid such a tragic price.

She should have killed Wei Xu! Her blood boiled and she spat out another mouthful of blood.

Her eyes were red with anger, she gritted her teeth, threw out a black gunpowder poison pill, and it exploded into a diffuse poisonous mist.

Taking advantage of the cover of the poisonous fog, she quickly escaped from the spot.

…

The Saint did not dare to stay for a moment, and she almost ran at the speed of a fugitive, and finally returned to the Saint's Palace before Wei Xu caught up with her.

Of course, it is also possible that Wei Xu did not chase him at all.

The pain coming from all over her body made her consciousness a little chaotic, and she couldn't think so much.

She used her lightness skills to enter her own bedroom.

The person on duty tonight is Lu Changshi.

She was just coming over the small garden with a lantern in her hand when a figure fell from the wall. Alarm bells went off in her mind: "Who is it?"

"It's me..."

The saint said, holding back the pain.

Envoy Lu held up a lantern and shone it, his face suddenly changing: "Saint?"

The Saint frowned: "Don't make a sound..."

"yes!"

Lu Changshi lowered his voice, looked around, walked over quickly and helped the saint back to the bedroom.

The saint's body was covered in blood, especially her back which was a bloody mess.

Envoy Lu had followed the Saint for such a long time, but he had never seen her injured so badly.

She helped the Saint to sit on a chair and asked in horror, "Saint? What happened? Who hurt you like this?"

The saint's face turned pale, and she was sweating from the pain: "Wei, Xu!"

Envoy Lu gasped! It's not like Wei Xu had never injured the Saint before, but it was only a minor injury before. Why tonight——

Even the saint was surprised by this.

Logically speaking, Wei Xu had been fed so many drugs that even if he still had some rationality, it would be almost gone.

But tonight he seemed like a different person... or rather... his eyes returned to the same look I had when I first saw him five years ago.

Did he remember everything?

Impossible! Her medicine has never failed!

Those damages are irreversible!

It is impossible to recover erased memories!

When she got excited, her injuries flared up and she vomited blood.

It was dark on the street just now and I couldn't see clearly, but when I shone the oil lamp, I realized that the color of the blood was wrong.

Envoy Lu turned up the light of the lamp and it was indeed black blood.

Envoy Lu was shocked and quickly grabbed the Saint's wrist and felt her pulse: "Not good, she's poisoned..."

The saint's face darkened.

Wei Xu's Qingfeng sword is poisonous! 　A beautiful day starts with having a war god daddy.

There is a delay in Qyue's update, but Xiaoxiang has updated to the latest date.

(End of this chapter)