The group's favorite, the blind princess is both a doctor and a poisoner

Looking at the blue morpho butterfly flying in front of him, Xie Jiusi's eyes flickered. Just as he raised his hand, the blue morpho butterfly flapped its wings and flew towards the group of snakes and insects.

"Follow them." Xie Jiusi said subconsciously.

"Master..." Jingsha was a little worried. This was the first time he had seen such a strange scene. He didn't know why so many snakes and insects suddenly appeared. If he rushed forward rashly, he was afraid that...

Xie Jiusi's expression turned slightly cold, "You want me to say it a second time?"

Jingsha's eyebrows twitched and he lowered his head to accept the order.

A group of people followed the tide of insects into the deep jungle. As they went deeper, the music became clearer and clearer. The sound of the flute became ethereal and clear, and every note was pleasant to the ears.

Xie Jiusi clenched his fists tightly, watching the insect swarm grow stronger and stronger. His thoughts were like a tangled mess. He could only force himself to concentrate on listening to the flute sound and quicken his pace.

...

Listening to the sound of the flute and worried about Su Yuejian's safety, Qingshan and Xuanshuang moved faster and faster, and their attacks became more ruthless.

However, there were too many killers and their methods were complicated, so the two of them found it a bit difficult for a while.

The long knife flashed, and blood splattered on Qingshan's cold face. Before he could react, the killer behind him attacked again.

Qingshan pulled a corpse aside to block the fatal blow, and was about to draw out his cold knife to kill, but the killer in front of him suddenly had his pupils shrink and fell straight down.

A fair baby face appeared in front of him. Qingshan was slightly startled. He saw that the man was extremely agile and killed three people cleanly and neatly in a few breaths.

That decisive and cold body movement was totally inconsistent with that delicate face.

Xuan Yu raised his hand and broke someone's neck, then looked at the person swinging the soft whip, "Xuan Shuang, where is the princess?"

Xuanshuang retracted the soft whip, and Xuanyu raised his sword and swung it horizontally, accurately cutting off the head of the killer who was entangled by the whip.

Xuan Shuang turned to look at the masked man on horseback and said respectfully, "There's a flute sound in the woods ahead."

The people from Rakshasa Sect had the upper hand, but they were stunned when they saw the shadow guard suddenly coming out of the maze.

The Xuanying Guards are elites selected from thousands of miles away, standing out from thousands of troops. Whether in strength, speed or skills, they are far beyond ordinary people.

The people from Rakshasa Sect were no match for them at all. In an instant, all the killers were killed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the subordinate in blue was about to take out the bone whistle to send a message to the ghost-faced man, but Xuanfeng had already flashed in front of him, raised his hand and twisted his wrist lightly, breaking it.

"Tsk tsk, the people of Luosha Sect may not be very skilled, but their taste is quite unique." Xuan Yu took the bone whistle and looked at it from left to right. "This whistle is quite beautiful."

"Ah! - You!" The blue-clothed subordinate cried out in pain and raised his hand to fight back, but Xuan Yu broke his other wrist with his backhand.

"How did you get out of that maze?"

Xuan Yu glanced at the dense forest behind him and cast a disdainful glance at his blue-clothed subordinate, "Idiot."

How stupid! His prince is a god of war. A mere maze is a piece of cake for him.

"Mu Tou, I leave this to you!"

After saying that, Xuan Yu excitedly flew towards the woods in front, followed closely by Xuan Shuang and Qing Shan.

Xuanfeng glanced at the corpses scattered all over the ground, looked at his subordinates in blue clothes in front of him, and tilted his head slightly.

"No——" He lost his voice before he could finish his words.

In the woods, a group of people were being besieged by swarms of snakes and insects. Scattered around them were the corpses of people who had died from bites and poisoning, with snakes and scorpions crawling all over the bodies.

Everyone tried their best to kill them, but these poisonous creatures seemed to have no end, and they continued to emerge from the grass. Moreover, the toxicity of these five poisons was different, and they were difficult to guard against.

Even though they were cautious and vigilant, with so many bites, several people were bitten to varying degrees.

Internal force prevents the spread of the poison, but it is only a temporary solution.

The sound of the flute was melodious and endless, and the Five Poisonous Creatures attacked the group tirelessly. The ghost-faced man had sweat on his forehead and looked at the blackened wound on his hand with a cold look in his eyes.

What's going on? How could this happen?

How did she attract so many poisonous creatures? There is no one in the world who can control the five poisons!

impossible! Absolutely impossible!

But the densely packed five poisonous creatures in his sight made him believe that Su Yuejian was definitely not an ordinary person!

His hands trembled unconsciously due to the spread of snake venom. The forest was empty, with only the hissing and rustling sounds of the Five Venoms. His sinister eyes scanned the woods, looking for the source of the flute sound.

A breeze blew, and a wisp of blue smoke floated out from a sea of green. The ghost-faced man suddenly looked at the tree in the distance, his eyes cold.

The killers beside him followed his gaze and found a corner of the girl's shawl.

"Swish!--" A cold arrow shot straight towards the tree where Su Yuejian was hiding. The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and the Five Poisons also slowed down their attacks. The killers took this opportunity to counterattack.

Blood continued to flow out. Su Yuejian covered his injured arm and turned his head to look. The killers pulled the corpses aside as a cover and fought their way through.

When Su Yue saw that the ghost-faced man was gone, her eyes turned cold.

A sinister voice came from under the tree, "Guess I shouldn't call you Little Wasp anymore."

Blood dripped onto the ghost-faced man's mask, making him look even more hideous. The ghost-faced man tilted his head slightly, and Su Yue saw his pupils constricted. He clenched the jade flute and put it to his lips.

The ghost-faced man flew forward, and Su Yuejian immediately shot out the silver needle hidden weapon in his sleeve. The ghost-faced man sneered and dodged it easily.

A pair of hands reached straight towards Su Yuejian, and Su Yuejian nimbly turned over and moved to the other side of the tree.

The ghost-faced man laughed evilly and his claw-like hand rushed towards her face.

"what!--"

Su Yuejian was unable to dodge and slipped.

"Yue'er!——"

"Princess!——"

As soon as Lu Zhan and Xie Jiusi arrived, they saw Su Yuejian hiding from the tree and falling.

Just as the two were about to step forward, a figure as swift as the wind was one step ahead of them.

Su Yue was prepared to fall and get hurt, but suddenly she fell into an embrace filled with the fragrance of cedar. She opened her eyes and saw the familiar black and gold mask. She said in surprise, "A Che?!"

Xiao Heng did not respond. Looking at the blood on Su Yuejian's arm, his eyes were cold. He flew over and pulled out the arrow from the tree, holding her tightly and landing steadily.

The man with the ghost face looked at the group of people who suddenly appeared in front of him. Before he had time to think, he suddenly heard wailing sounds behind him.

Looking back, he saw that all his disciples who were in the swarm of poisonous insects were killed in an instant by the shadow guards brought by the masked man.

Looking at Lu Zhan and Xie Jiusi's troops in front of him, he felt something was wrong.

Xie Jiusi frowned as he looked at the masked man who suddenly appeared and saved Su Yuejian. The man turned around, exerted force with his arm, and the arrow in his hand flew out with a murderous aura.

"puff--"

The cold arrow went straight through the ghost-faced man's shoulder blade, nailing the ghost-faced man who was about to fly away to the tree behind him.

The snakes and insects smelled the blood and crawled towards the ghost-faced man at a rapid speed.

"Yue'er!"

Countless poisonous insects blocked Lu Zhan and his companions several feet away.

Lu Zhan looked at those strange poisonous insects, then looked at the masked man who was hugging Su Yuejian, his face looking very ugly.