Unexpectedly, Ji Fengyao, Shang Xiye, and Ji Fengming immediately stood up and shielded Ma Chengrao and Wanqikafu behind them.
"Find a way to lure him into the first layer of the formation," Ji Fengyao telepathically transmitted to Shang Xiye, Ji Fengming, and Hei Xiao.
All three silently returned her an affirmative look, remaining fully alert.
"Put this medicine in your mouth. When I say 'backwards,' you quickly retreat thirty steps. Remember, just thirty steps. When I say 'go back,' you quickly rush forward until you are back here." Ji Fengyao secretly slipped four pills to Ma Chengrao and Wanqikafu respectively.
Finally, she earnestly warned, "Within these thirty steps, there is a dense concentration of Blood Cicada's Bewitching Poisonous Gas. Remember to hold your breath!"
Ma Chengrao and Wanqikafu nodded hurriedly.
Even if I've never eaten pork, I've heard pigs squeal;
The excited shouts of the demonic cultivators on the mountain haven't stopped yet. They've all trained and are people with sharp ears and eyes, so how could they not hear them?
They don't want to become so...morally depraved.
Just as everyone was on high alert, preparing for a fierce battle, Shang Xiche appeared before them with an evil, maniacal laugh.
No, Meng Qi.
He suddenly soared into the sky and chose to escape without the slightest hesitation.
You should know that the airspace above the formation is filled with an intense, irresolvable Blood Cicada Bewitching!
I've seen people court death, but I've never seen anyone court death like this!
Ji Fengyao and her group of six stared in disbelief as Meng Qi soared into the sky.
Then his body twisted in mid-air, and like a bird with broken wings, he crashed heavily into the snow not far away.
Meng Qi: "!!!"
I'm totally losing it!
What unbearable suffering this is!
"Ninth Prince, you actually used such despicable poison! You are shameless and vile... Ah... Ah, ah..." Meng Qi's sorrowful, increasingly weak and feeble voice shook the nearby snow-capped mountains, almost triggering an avalanche.
But his feelings at that moment were no different from those of an avalanche.
Shang Xiye, Ji Fengming, Hei Xiao, Wanqi Kafu, and Ma Chengrao silently turned around to look at the little female bandit.
Ji Fengyao awkwardly touched her nose and coughed lightly: "Um... well, we should be ruthless towards our enemies, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. We, the people of the martial world, should not be bound by trivial matters."
The five men paused for a moment, then simultaneously gave the young female bandit a thumbs-up.
The group returned to Shang Xiche's side. Although Shang Xiche was lying in the snow, his entire body was as red as a cooked crayfish. He was writhing in the snow like a snake, panting and groaning like a wild beast.
I sensed the approach of several people.
Shang Xiche struggled to open his eyes a crack, revealing extreme pain, and said in a hoarse voice, "Ninth Brother, kill me!"
The group fell silent.
Clearly, that shameless Meng Qi caused trouble but didn't want to take responsibility, so he made Shang Xiche take the blame for everything.
Seeing Shang Xiye hesitate, Shang Xiche was anxious and distressed, his eyes red-rimmed: "Ninth brother, kill me quickly! I don't want to be controlled by others anymore, nor do I want to live in such humiliation. Help me to break free, I... I beg you!"
As he spoke, Shang Xiche rolled over several times on the ground, his movements contorted.
His actions were somewhat indecent, clearly indicating that he was on the verge of losing his mind.
But he still mustered all his strength, pressed his right hand to his right chest, gritted his teeth and hissed, "He's hiding here, I... I can... I can feel him, kill me now, kill him, avenge me!"
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