Volume 8: Seven Weapons: Peacock Feather Chapter 247 Five Poison Divine Water
Ma Feng got the Peacock Feather, but suddenly fell to the ground, rubbing his hands hard on the ground, as if he had encountered something horrible and inexplicable.
"What kind of poison did you use?!"
He only felt a burning and cold sensation on his palms, like fire and ice, which was painful and itchy at the same time, making him feel very uncomfortable.
Shuangshuang dodged away and was carefully helped back into the house by Gao Li.
Ma Feng suddenly grabbed the Yinhun Sword, jumped up two feet, and stabbed Su Weiyun's throat with a sword in the air like a venomous snake, saying, "Quickly bring the antidote!"
Su Weiyun only took two steps back.
Then Ma Feng ran out of strength and fell to the place where Su Weiyun had stood before, his arms hanging down and his sword also fell to the ground.
"I haven't prepared the antidote for the Five Poison Divine Water yet, so it's useless even if you kill me."
Ma Feng fell to the ground, screaming in pain, but he still picked up the Ghost Sword and continued to chop at Su Weiyun : "Five Poison Divine Water? Where did you get it? Are you from Madam Xiangsi's clan?"
Su Weiyun took a step aside and frowned, "Who is Madam Xiangsi?"
Ma Feng's eyes turned cold, and he didn't answer. He just swung out two more swords, slashing Su Weiyun's shoulders left and right, and shouted loudly: "How long will it take you to prepare the antidote?"
Su Weiyun retreated like a swallow, avoiding the sword in an instant, and said with a smile: "I can prepare the antidote very quickly, it probably won't take three to five days. "
Ma Feng seemed to be a little out of his mind at this time. He grabbed the Ghost Sword and slashed it randomly in the air, saying: "Three days, hurry up! I give you three days, you give me the antidote! Otherwise I will kill you!"
Su Weiyun actually nodded: "Okay, wait for me for three days, and I will definitely give you the antidote!"
Ma Feng seemed to be relieved and suddenly sat on the ground. At this time, he glanced to the left and suddenly saw a blue-black object falling down.
"What's this……"
Ma Feng was about to pick it up, but found that his left arm was out of control and he could not move.
"What's going on...I..."
He was suddenly frightened because the thing that fell was his left hand!
Ma Feng stood up suddenly, moved his body, and was about to swing his sword.
Chi!
Right behind him, an iron spear head instantly pierced through his body.
Bang.
Ma Feng fell back to the ground again.
Su Weiyun murmured, "Three days... You don't even have the determination to cut off your own arm, and you actually think you can live beyond three days?"
Gao Li put away his two guns, looked at the dead Ma Feng, let out a long breath, and said sincerely: "Thank you! You really have an idea!"
Only then did he realize that Su Weiyun had pretended to turn around and leave, but was actually smearing poison water on the peacock feather to trick Ma Feng.
——Based on the situation at that time, poisoning was indeed the best option. Otherwise, even if Gao Li and Su Weiyun could really kill Ma Feng together, their safety would be difficult to guarantee.
Gao Li said in a somewhat strange tone, "But...but are you really from Madam Xiangsi's faction? Then what is your relationship with Lord Longzhua?"
Su Weiyun asked in confusion: "Who exactly is Madam Xiangsi? Is she also a big shot in the Qinglong Society?"
Gao Li sighed, "Yes, I heard that she seems to be very proficient in disguise and poison... Never mind, I don't know much. I don't plan to get involved in these matters anymore. But no matter what, I sincerely want to thank you!"
Su Weiyun said, "The person you should thank is Ma Feng. At least he didn't hurt Shuangshuang, and that's worth celebrating."
Gao Li was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "Yes, luckily he didn't use his sword, he was planning to threaten me with Shuangshuang."
Su Weiyun nodded and said, "Well, it's because he didn't have the confidence to defeat you and me, so he kept hesitating, and that's why he came to snatch my Peacock Feather later."
The peacock feather was still gleaming with golden light in the mud. Its body was covered with dirt, but it still couldn't cover up its brilliance.
——If a person accidentally falls into the humble mud and is covered with dust, can he still emit light?
…
Su Weiyun defeated Qiu Fengwu, defeated Gao Li, and defeated Ma Feng.
The martial arts of the three of them, especially Qiu Fengwu, were not inferior to that of Su Weiyun, who was in a weak period and was in the process of rebuilding his martial arts. However, they all lost.
Lost in confidence.
They didn't have enough confidence to defeat Su Weiyun, but Su Weiyun was confident that he could defeat them.
So they didn't lose to others, but to themselves.
The story should have ended here: Qiu Fengwu focused on managing Peacock Villa, and Gao Li and Shuangshuang lived a happy and peaceful life from then on.
But not yet.
…
March 26th is a good day for offering sacrifices, praying for blessings, and getting married.
Late spring.
Most of the writers like to lament the passing of spring, probably because they are too sentimental. In fact, most of the time, ordinary people may not be able to feel the transition between spring and summer, and if this happens to coincide with the day of marriage, it is even more difficult to notice.
Red, the red of great joy.
As soon as the great Thunder God Jin Kaijia came back, he brought a lot of dense red.
At other times, such a strong red color would only make people feel dazzling and garish, but on this day, it is just right, neither too much nor too little.
It didn’t matter that Shuangshuang couldn’t see, she could feel the joyful atmosphere.
The wedding was simple. The Great Thunder God was responsible for decorating the scene, while Su Weiyun went to cook.
Gao Li and Shuang Shuang stayed quietly in their respective rooms the whole time.
A killer on the run falls in love with a deformed, disabled, blind man. Who can guess what they were thinking before the wedding?
Su Weiyun was cooking in the kitchen while Jin Kaijia put up red gauze and hung red lanterns outside. After everything was arranged, he also walked into the kitchen.
The kitchen is small, but clean, tidy and meticulous.
It’s hard to imagine how a blind girl could tidy up the kitchen like this.
The fire was burning and smoke was rising.
Su Weiyun slowly poured the food from the iron pot into the bowl.
"Can I help you?"
Su Weiyun turned around and saw Jin Kaijia. Jin Kaijia had changed into a set of tight clothes that outlined his tight muscles and strong tones.
He carried a big axe on his back, and his whole body was filled with the beauty of strength.
This is unexpected, he is no longer the one-armed old man chopping wood, he is now the real Thunder God, with the magic axe and golden armor!
Su Weiyun waved at him and said, "No need, senior, just sit down."
Jin Kaijia said: "Haha, I know some chefs don't want others to steal their skills, but I really didn't expect that you could use your cooking utensils so skillfully."
Su Weiyun smiled and said, "It's just like you chopping wood and practicing with an axe every day. Maybe after I cook more, I can use a big iron pot to conquer the world like you and become the best martial artist in the world."
Jin Kaijia heard this, his eyes were a little dazed, and he said self-deprecatingly: "I have fought all over the world ... There are countless martial arts masters, how can I be considered the best master?"
Su Weiyun asked casually, "Whose martial arts is better than yours? By the way, I heard about a lady named Xiangsi a few days ago. Is she very powerful?"
Jin Kaijia was shocked, and he slowly recited a poem: "The phoenix is motionless, the clouds and mists are beautiful, the dragon's horns are high, the thunder and rain are new."
"Order Four: Defeat Jin Kaijia."
"Reward: The secret of the Azure Dragon Society."
Su Weiyun was suddenly startled and stood there in a daze, forgetting even to stir the pot with the spatula.
Could it be that Jin Kaijia is also related to the Qinglong Society?
