"careful!"
Yan Ci yelled in fear, his pupils shrinking sharply due to nervousness. He instantly used Qinggong, and his figure moved quickly like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye he was beside Feng Jiuyan.
Without hesitation, he hugged Feng Jiuyan tightly in his arms, and then spun her around quickly.
During the rotation, he used his body as a shield, completely protecting Feng Jiuyan in his arms and blocking the fatal arrow for her.
With a "swish" sound, the sharp arrow broke through the air and penetrated deeply into his flesh, making a heart-pounding sound.
Feng Jiuyan's heart trembled violently, as if it was hit hard by a heavy hammer.
She opened her eyes in disbelief, her eyes full of shock and panic. She stared blankly at Yan Ci, looking at the arrow stuck in his body, and a complex emotion surged in her heart.
She couldn't believe that the man in front of her, who was risking his life for her, actually used his own life to protect her.
Yan Ci lowered his head slightly, his face full of tension and worry. He asked with a slightly trembling voice: "Miss Feng, are you okay?"
Feng Jiuyan looked at him, her heart full of mixed emotions. Her voice was a little dry, and she said slowly: "No, it's okay, how could it be okay? You blocked the arrow with your body." Her eyes revealed deep guilt and emotion, and her voice became a little hoarse.
Yan Ci raised his head slightly, looked at Feng Jiuyan, and smiled weakly, "No, I'm glad you're okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of black blood suddenly gushed out of Yan Ci's mouth. The black blood continued to overflow like a spring, instantly staining his clothes red. Then, his body began to tremble violently, his head tilted to one side uncontrollably, and finally fell weakly on Feng Jiuyan's shoulder.
Feng Jiuyan was frightened by this sudden change and her face turned pale. She widened her eyes and looked at Yan Ci's lifeless appearance in horror.
He is poisoned!
It is also highly toxic! It must be treated as soon as possible, otherwise, when the toxins invade the internal organs, even gods may be powerless to save the patient.
Feng Jiuyan struggled to hold Yan Ci, and with a thought, she took out a detoxification pill from her space and stuffed it into Yan Ci's mouth. She whispered, "Swallow the pill."
As soon as Yan Ci touched the thing, he unconsciously swallowed the detoxification pill into his stomach.
"Hehe, don't waste your energy. He has been poisoned by the poison we developed. If he can't take the antidote within a quarter of an hour, even the immortal can't save him!" The killers mocked Feng Jiuyan mercilessly. They thought she was doing useless work.
"If you're smart, hand over the Black Feather Order, or we'll kill you without a burial place!" the assassin leader threatened viciously.
"Yes, hand over the Black Feather Order and I will leave your bodies intact!"
Feng Jiuyan seemed to be oblivious to all the sounds around her. She seemed to be in another world, not reacting to anything around her. She slowly and gently laid Yan Ci on the ground, moving very carefully, as if she was afraid of hurting him.
Then, she slowly raised her head and looked at the group of killers in front of her with cold eyes. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a cold smile appeared, which was full of disdain and ridicule. There was a chill in her eyes, as if it could freeze everything into ice, making people shudder.
She said coldly: "Haha, the Black Feather Order is in my hands, come and get it if you have the guts! You bunch of greedy ants, trying to snatch the Black Feather Order from me is simply wishful thinking!"
After saying this, Feng Jiuyan's mind moved, and the nail gun in her hand disappeared instantly, replaced by a black submachine gun emitting a cold light.
The killers were stunned when they saw this scene. They stood there in shock, their eyes full of fear and disbelief, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world.
"How, how could this happen? Why did the weapon in your hand suddenly change!" One of the killers stammered, his voice full of shock and fear.
"You, who are you? Are you a human or a monster?" another killer asked in a trembling voice, his eyes full of confusion and fear.
They had never seen such a bizarre method before. The Feng Jiuyan in front of them made them feel extremely strange and frightened, as if she was a mysterious being from another world.
Thinking of this, the killers retreated one after another.
The bright moonlight fell on Feng Jiuyan like a veil, covering her with a layer of hazy silver gauze, making her seem to be shrouded in a layer of faint moonlight. The moonlight made her exquisite little face even paler, as if it was carved out of ice and snow, exuding a cold and mysterious aura.
The cold night wind howled in the wilderness, making a rustling sound. It mercilessly blew up Feng Jiuyan's hair, and her long, silky hair fluttered in the wind, intertwining with the fluttering of her clothes, forming a beautiful picture. At this moment, she held the deadly weapon in her hand, and in the eyes of the killers, she became a terrifying female Shura.
She stood there proudly with an upright figure, her eyes cold and sharp, like the stars in the cold night. She exuded an awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty, which made the killers feel deep fear and awe in front of her.
They had only one thought in their minds, and that was "escape"!
The killers' legs went weak and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.
They asked nervously, "Brother, what should we do now? Should we retreat first?"
The assassin leader couldn't help but swallow his saliva, trying to suppress the fear in his heart, and said stubbornly, "Haha, why are you running away? That damn girl is playing tricks. How powerful can the strange thing in her hand be!"
Feng Jiuyan raised an eyebrow. There was actually someone who was so eager to die.
Raising the submachine gun in his hand and pointing the black hole at the killers in front of him, Feng Jiuyan curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer and pulled the trigger with his slender fingers.
“Thump, thump, thump~~”
She fired at the killers in front of her, and they fell to the ground one after another.
The leader of the assassins looked at Feng Jiuyan in horror, his face full of disbelief.
"Quick, retreat!"
At this time, there were only three or four killers left.
Feng Jiuyan sneered and looked at them with disdain, as if they were a clown. She opened her pink lips and said mercilessly, "Haha, you want to escape? Maybe in your next life!"
Go ahead and shoot at the remaining killers again.
Their martial arts were like an egg hitting a rock compared to the submachine gun in Feng Jiuyan's hand.
In the blink of an eye, the remaining killers also fell in a pool of blood.
Feng Jiuyan raised his submachine gun and fired at the corpses on the ground again, making sure that there was no chance of their survival.
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