A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

The black shadow jumped up and down like an angry monkey, determined to run towards the hearse! Xiao Sanlang and Lu Bu cooperated well, one with a sword like a swimming dragon and the other with a knife like a fierce tiger. The black shadow dodged left and right, but had no chance to take advantage.

The black shadow saw no chance to take advantage of, so he could only use his ultimate move. He suddenly burrowed into the ground, and disappeared without a trace like a mole in an instant.

"Where are the people?" Xiao Sanlang and Lu Bu looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and vigilance. The two hurriedly came to the hearse, guarding it one in front and one behind, and their posture was like two door gods.

Shui Qinglian stood beside the car, staring at the thick snow on the ground, not daring to slack off. Her eyes were so sharp that they seemed to be able to penetrate the snow and see what was happening underground.

Xiao Sanlang and Lu Bu did the same, without blinking, holding their weapons tightly, ready to welcome the black shadow's reappearance at any time.

Han Mingguang hid in another carriage. Although he was not good at martial arts, he was quite good at archery. He secretly aimed at the target in the dark, drew his bow like a full moon, and the arrow flashed with a cold light. He would shoot and kill if there was any movement.

The night was strangely quiet, as if the whole world was holding its breath. The dark shadows crept into the ground and appeared in some unknown corner, which made the atmosphere even more tense and depressing.

Xiao Sizhe, who was hiding in the dark on top of the tent, uttered an exclamation, his face wrinkled, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yan, this national teacher can also escape through the earth!"

But Kong Yan smiled, showing a row of white teeth: "They are really all very secretive, aren't they?"

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. The black shadow was of course heading towards Shui Qinglian. Shui Qinglian had already noticed that the snow in front of him was slightly rising up and moving forward towards him, like a giant python hidden underground approaching quietly. He shouted, "Come on, bone-dissolving water!"

As soon as she heard the bone-dissolving water, a black shadow broke through the snow and soared into the air with a loud bang. The posture was awkward and funny. Shui Qinglian only felt that many flashes were shooting towards her and the hearse, like a dazzling meteor shower. Not good! This might shoot her into a sieve. She quickly rolled to the side! The movement was as agile as a nimble rabbit, and she dodged the rain of needles in an instant.

There was only a sound of "crackling", and the car body and the snow were covered with silver needles. The white snow on the snow turned black, as if it had been stained with ink.

The night was dark and the wind was howling. A sharp arrow flashed with a cold light, like a swift lightning, shooting towards the dark shadow. The arrow was extremely fast, with a sharp whistling sound, as if it was going to tear the darkness apart.

Oh no! The Imperial Master cried out inwardly that something was wrong, and his heart instantly rose to his throat. His pupils suddenly shrank, and a look of fear appeared on his face. At this moment, he was like a frightened bird, and he immediately restrained his Qinggong.

His body, which was originally light and airy, plunged headfirst into the ground in an extremely embarrassing manner. It was so fast that it was like a heavy stone falling straight down, splashing a cloud of flying dust. The national teacher cursed in his heart: "This damn arrow almost took my life!"

When the masked man in black saw that several needles had been inserted into the person lying in the coffin, he quickly dodged the arrows that flew through the air and dived into the snow. The laughter he made seemed to echo underground, making people feel creepy.

"Oh no! The needle is poisonous, little prince!" Shui Qinglian exclaimed.

"This damn cunning guy, he got away again." Xiao Sanlang chased after him and searched in the snow where he had gone into, stabbing the sword in his hand fiercely into the snow.

Lu Bu also gritted his teeth and said, "Don't let me catch you, or I'll cut you into pieces!"

At this moment, everyone's hearts, which had risen to their throats, gradually calmed down. As long as he fell into the trap, the days that followed would be quieter.

When Xiao Sizhe and Sikong Yan knew that the Imperial Master had succeeded, their faces instantly became solemn. Sikong Yan then carried Xiao Sizhe on his back and gently jumped down from the top of the tent, his movements as light as two falling leaves.

They walked quickly to the hearse, and saw Shui Qinglian concentrating on putting on gloves and carefully pulling out the silver needle stuck in the wood covered with a quilt. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were focused and serious.

"How is it? What kind of poison is it? Counterfeit!" Sikong Yan asked anxiously, his eyes fixed on the silver needle in Shui Qinglian's hand, and beads of sweat unconsciously seeped out of his forehead.

"Top quality, top quality!" Shui Qinglian exclaimed while shaking his head while holding the silver needle, his face full of amazement, "So, my master also thinks highly of you!" His eyes were wide open and his mouth slightly opened, as if he had seen something incredible.

Sikong Yan nodded thoughtfully, his expression solemn: "Power and reputation can cost you your life!" There was a hint of helplessness and worry in his eyes.

"Oh, I find that I am much happier than you!" Shui Qinglian sighed, a smile of relief appeared on her face, and her eyes narrowed into slits.

"Stop talking nonsense. It's almost dawn. Do you still want to sleep?" Sikong Yan carried Si Zha on his back and wanted to get into the coffin with a little impatience on his face.

Shui Qinglian immediately stopped him and said anxiously: "Hey, hey, hey, wait, wait! This is highly poisonous, the quilt here needs to be changed! It will be terrible if it touches the skin." She opened her hands and looked nervous, as if there was a bomb in front of her that was about to explode.

Xiao Sizhe smiled and said, "Can't you antidote this poison? It's really a counterfeit product!" His face was full of mischievous smiles and his eyes were flashing with cunning light.

"This is highly poisonous. If someone touches it, they will be in immediate danger! It will be too late to save them!" Shui Qinglian raised her voice, widened her eyes, and had an exaggerated expression, trying to make them understand the seriousness of the matter.

"Ah! Isn't that very dangerous?" When Xiao Sizhe heard this, he got goosebumps all over his body, his little face turned pale with fright, and his body trembled involuntarily.

“Don’t worry. Although this poison cannot be cured, it can be prevented! As long as you take preventive medicine first, any poison will be repelled from the body!” Shui Qinglian put away the needle and picked up the quilt, with a confident smile on her face, as if she were an omnipotent miracle doctor.

"Wow! You have this skill?" Xiao Sizhe was surprised, his eyes were wide open and his mouth was open wide.

Shui Qinglian said proudly: "Of course, otherwise I would have died long ago. You can never see me again now." He raised his chin, his eyes full of pride.

Xiao Sanlang raised his hand and sucked, and the two wooden strips flew out of the coffin.

"Hey, don't throw these things away, they're still useful!"

Xiao Sanlang was puzzled: "Didn't he fall for it?"

"This guy is very suspicious, he will definitely come again." Sikong Yan jumped into the coffin and looked down. Little Si Zha slipped off him.

"Now I can at least sleep till dawn!"