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Chapter 259

Mo Chonggui glanced at Shen Lingjun, who was now lying on the ground, completely powerless and unable to move, her vision rapidly blurring.

The assassin's weapon was knocked away, and without pausing, he pulled out a cylindrical metal object, pointed it forward without aiming at anyone, and clicked it.

"Swish swish swish swish swish!..."

Countless golden needles burst forth from the metal tube, raining down on everyone like a torrential downpour!

Mo Chonggui hooked a table with one foot and kicked it at the Xiqi soldier. The table landed accurately in front of him, and a row of gold needles immediately pierced the tabletop.

He himself appeared in front of Shen Lingjun in an instant, his short sword flying in a flurry of motion, producing a series of crisp clanging sounds as he struck down every single golden needle that was shot at him.

By this time, Dou Niang had already run out of the room, so the volley of hidden weapons couldn't reach her.

Before the assassin could even take out another weapon, Mo Zhonggui had already leaped forward, turning defense into offense, and slashed at the assassin at a strange angle!

In the blink of an eye, the two peerless masters exchanged several moves, but Mo Zhonggui's skills were clearly superior, and his attacks were extremely ruthless. With a single slash, he actually sliced ​​off half of the assassin's skull along with his hair!

Half of his head flew off and crashed to the floor, splattering brain matter everywhere.

The assassin stood frozen in place for a moment before collapsing to the ground with a very slow speed, his body splattering blood all over the floor.

Mo Zhonggui didn't even glance at her; he had already arrived at Shen Lingjun's side as quickly as possible.

Shen Lingjun's entire body was stiff as wood, his eyes were slightly open, his gaze was completely blank, and a faint bluish aura was rapidly spreading across his face.

Mo Zhonggui quickly took out the Rhinoceros Dragon Evil-Repelling Pill that Shen Lingjun had given him and tried to put it into Shen Lingjun's mouth. His hand was visibly trembling.

But Shen Lingjun froze, his jaw was clenched, and he couldn't open his mouth at all.

Mo Zhonggui could only pinch her chin to force her to open her mouth. He lowered his head and fed her the Rhinoceros Dragon Evil-Repelling Pill mouth-to-mouth.

Her lips felt icy cold to the touch, and her breath was so faint it seemed it might stop at any moment. There was no hint of romance, only a sense of dread in him.

Immediately, Mo Chonggui picked up Shen Lingjun again and took her to the corridor outside where there was no smell of sleeping pills. He had her sit with her back to him, and he placed his hand on her back to help her circulate the medicinal properties of the Rhinoceros Dragon Evil-Repelling Pill and expel the toxins from her body as quickly as possible.

Shen Lingjun didn't react at first, but gradually, her forehead and neck began to be covered in sweat, which quickly flowed down and soaked a large area of ​​her clothes.

Mo Zhonggui, standing behind her, gradually paled.

This kind of exertion was extremely taxing on his true energy, but he dared not slow down or be negligent in the slightest.

The assassin used the most potent poison. If there had been even the slightest delay, Shen Lingjun's life might not have been saved. Even if he had survived, he might have been crippled.

Outside, Dou Niang called for help from everyone, including Wang Jin and Hong Qing. As soon as they entered, they saw the assassin's corpse lying on the ground with only half a head left. They were so frightened that they almost screamed out loud.

But when she saw Mo Chonggui and Shen Lingjun practicing their internal energy under the corridor outside, she covered her mouth and forced herself to shut up, afraid of disturbing them.

Hong Qing wanted to step forward to help, but Wang Jin stopped her: "Our internal strength is far inferior to that of the Grand Supervisor. We can't help them and might even cause trouble. Just stay here and watch over them."

That soldier from Xiqi was probably hit on the head by the table that Mo Chonggui kicked, and he fainted. Dou Niang had him carried out and placed elsewhere.

A whole night, four whole hours passed, until the dark sky gradually turned bluish-white and the first light of dawn appeared. Mo Chonggui finally let go of the hand that was pressed against Shen Lingjun's back.

For the first time ever, he showed signs of extreme exhaustion and weakness, his face completely devoid of color.