Chapter 135: Capture and Deception (1)
The sudden appearance of the black-clad crowd disrupted the entire situation. Moreover, the power to kick Feng Yao away with one kick was enough to shock even the Wind Wolf. Before everyone could react, the black shadow that kicked Feng Yao away had already jumped up and landed where he fell. It stretched out its hand to grab Feng Yao, but when its hand was about to touch Feng Yao's collar, the black shadow suddenly withdrew its hand halfway and stepped aside to avoid the long whip that was attacking him silently. When it turned around, the black shadow drew out the soft sword from its waist to fight back. The soft sword and the long whip were entangled together, seemingly evenly matched. However, the soft sword shook, and the long whip wrapped around the soft sword had been cut into sections of varying sizes. Then the black shadow turned around and grabbed Feng Yao, who was still lying on the ground and had not recovered yet, and jumped up. In a moment, he had jumped out of the tall house and disappeared from everyone's sight, and Canyun and his two surviving subordinates were rescued unknowingly. Everything came so suddenly, and it all happened in just an instant...
"Humph!!!" Looking at the place where the shadow disappeared, Huan Ling fiercely threw down the broken whip in his hand, turned around and shouted at a group of subordinates and soldiers who were still stunned: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you chase them quickly?"
"Yes, yes!!!" The subordinates and soldiers finally responded and obeyed the order, rushing out of the mansion.
"Immediately issue an order to seal the city gates and impose martial law throughout the city. We must find them." The phantom spirit continued to roar .
"Yes!!!" Faced with the anger and momentum , others could only nod.
Thinking back to the person she had just fought with, Huan Ling still had lingering fears. That person's strength was obviously much higher than hers, which she had never seen before. No, it should be said that she had never seen anyone except one person. The difference was like heaven and earth. Except for that person, it was the first time that Huan Ling felt fear for the person who was far superior to her. After only one move with that person, it should be said that not even one move, Huan Ling already knew the person's strength. At the same time, she also realized that the person did not use his full strength. However, under the powerful oppression, Huan Ling still couldn't stop trembling, as if her whole body and mind were still fresh in the memory of the attack just now. Huan Ling was sure that as long as the person just now really fought with her, she would definitely die at that person's hands. Although she was reluctant to admit it, that person should have the same strength as the person in her mind.
It was like having that kind of power that was superior to anyone else. Huan Ling's body and mind couldn't stop trembling. She hadn't felt that way for a long time, and she had never seen anyone other than the person in her heart possess such powerful strength.
At dawn, heavy rain poured down, and a layer of fog covered the mountains and fields...
In a remote area, a pavilion was full of people. It was impossible to walk due to the heavy rain, and there were also injured people among them. In the crowd, Wang Ye was checking the injuries of Canyun who was injured and unconscious, because it was he who saved Canyun. One of Canyun's two subordinates died on the way, and the other was also seriously injured and unconscious. Feng Yao was also in a coma...
"Is it poison?" someone asked when the most serious wound on Canyun's chest was exposed to the air.
It was indeed obvious at first glance that it was poisoning, and a chronic poison. He did not notice it when he drew out the sword last night, probably because he was in a hurry and did not check carefully. At that time, he only judged that the heart was not injured, so he simply did a hemostatic bandage. Unexpectedly, there was poison on his sword blade; at this moment, the wound had turned black, and Canyun's face was needless to say. Not only was it pale and bloodless, it had also turned blue-gray, and now it was wet with rain. It was not difficult to see that the situation was very bad. If he had not still had a breath, he would be no different from a dead person; just looking at the wound, Wang Ye could judge that the poisoning was not light. It was completely impossible to detoxify now. Not to mention that he did not know what the poison was, and he did not have the conditions to do so. But no matter what, with the intention of saving lives, Wang Ye still took out a small bottle from his arms, poured out pills and fed them to Canyun. Although he did not know if it would work, it was better than doing nothing .
"What should we do, sir?" Another person asked Wang Ye what to do. You know, they don't have extra time to stay here now, not only because of the pursuers, but also because they don't know whether Canyun can be saved. Of course, they don't doubt Wang Ye's ability, but at this moment, there are simply no conditions for it.
It is true that the person was saved, but when there is no guarantee that he can be saved, it will also implicate one's own side, so it is understandable that they choose to give up.
Wang Ye understood this principle, but if it were an ordinary person, there would be no worries as long as he tried his best in a situation like this. However, when he heard the conversation between Canyun and Huanling last night, although Wang Ye did not know who they were, he instinctively felt that Canyun was definitely not an ordinary person; Wang Ye had guessed Huanling's identity when Feng Yao and Huanling stood together, and Huanling actually put forward conditions to Canyun, so Canyun was definitely not an ordinary person. Not only did they know each other, but their skills were also very similar. It can be seen that Canyun must also be a member of the Wind Wolf, and his status is not ordinary; based on this point alone, Wang Ye had to help. Although the situation was not optimistic at the moment, Wang Ye could not give up.
"See if he has the antidote." Wang Ye raised his chin and pointed at the unconscious Feng Yao and instructed his subordinates.
"yes!"
Generally speaking, the person who poisons someone must have an antidote, although there is no guarantee that he or she will have it on them, but it is always better to confirm it. Wang Ye did not forget that the wound on Can Yun's chest was caused by the sword stabbed by Feng Yao, so the poison was naturally caused by Feng Yao; to be honest, except for the sword stabbed by Feng Yao, the other wounds on Can Yun's body were not deep, but the blood was still flowing. In an instant, Wang Ye seemed to think of something, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart.
