The Empress’s Gigolo

The Empress was surrounded by eight people by herself, and no matter who was doing it, she was punched back. There were no fancy tricks, she was totally clever. This is her style all the time. No matter who the opponent is, the cricket is punched to death.

If these people were together at the height of her life, she would not have any fear, but after the explosion of popcorn, she fell completely into the wind at this time, adding a scar from time to time, and her red skirt was already covered with blood. The blood was not only from the hand, but also a half-inch deep wound on the waist. This was left by Shi Qingjiao. She always looked for the most appropriate time to launch a fatal blow after others attacked.

If she changed someone else, she had already cut her waist.

A deep wound on the shoulder was left by the current.

The emperor's face became colder and her face became more and more white, while her red lips became more eye-catching, like blood and fire, and her eyes were still cold.

Qi Zixiao's rigidity, even everyone admired a little, her eyes have not changed from beginning to end, whether before or now, can not see a trace of shrinkage and weakness, never flinched from beginning to end.

But everyone admired and admired it, and more importantly, left her here. Even if Hua Sanliu died, no one dared to underestimate the Jiuzhong Pavilion.

Not to mention the benefits of the Daxia royal family, Qi Zixiao's head is not just valuable.

"She's about to die." Everyone knew in their hearts that Qi Zixiao first spent a lot of time fighting with the host, although the time was not long, but the consumption was absolutely huge. At this time, she bleed so much blood that she could not hold it for long.

Thinking of the crowd here moving faster, more fierce three-pointers, and even replacing injuries with injuries, take advantage of this time to leave Qi Zixiao completely.

At this moment, some of the people around the Jiuzhong Pavilion started to have headaches and nausea, and then fell to the ground instead of a few people, but dozens of people and hundreds of people fell down. Few people shouted their names and hurriedly looked at each other, but saw an individual's body began to twitch and spit foam in his mouth.

"Poisonous!" Everyone's faces changed drastically. Where did the poison come from? Qi Zixiao? Or someone else? But can anyone else besides Qi Zixiao?

Everyone hasn't yet figured out what happened, and the people around them have all changed their faces.

Everyone "hula" spread out, although everyone didn't know how Qi Zixiao was poisoned, everyone still opened their distance subconsciously.

However, it was too late at this time, and batches of people just started to fall.

What is the concentration of ten kilograms of sarin poison gas after volatilization? One kilogram of sarin gas can kill millions of people. Ten kilograms is enough to make an area a dead zone, not to mention that in such a small area, ordinary people will die within two minutes when exposed to it.

It took seven minutes from the moment the emperor kicked the sarin poison gas to the present. These seven minutes removed the volatilization time, and there were five minutes of exposure to the high concentration of sarin poison gas.

The disciples in the Jiuzhong Pavilion are much more powerful than ordinary people, and they die in five minutes. However, everyone has inhaled a large amount of sarin gas. At this time, it is too late to run.

I saw the disciples of Jiuzhong Pavilion running away in horror, but before falling too far, they fell to the ground and twitched.

The face of the host of the Bada Pavilion was also a huge change. In any case, they did not expect Qi Zixiao to be poisoned, and they did not know how she did it.

"Qi Xiaoxiao, did you just take the antidote?" Jiang Hailiu suddenly remembered that scene, and immediately realized that Qi Zixiao had not taken any medicine to restore the body state, but the antidote.

At this moment, everyone stopped and looked subconsciously at the black backpack she had just shattered. At this time, it turned into countless fragments and scattered on the ground.

Qi Zixiao had just taken two small bottles in that backpack and drank.

Where is the antidote?

"Yi said, you are looking for death." The empress looked at the crowd coldly, her breathing was a little rapid, blood shed from the corner of her mouth, and her persistence for these seven minutes was extremely difficult.

"Take out the antidote." Jiang Hailiu shouted holding the last line of expectation, even if he knew the hope was small. At this moment he seemed to have been poured by ice water, and his whole body shuddered.

Others' faces were extremely pale.

Although a few people are okay at the moment, it's just that everyone is much stronger than ordinary disciples, and they can stick to it.

"Antidote? Drink it," said the Empress gently, and this simple sentence made several people shudder.

"The antidote you want is here, and it will be destroyed before I die." A trace of iron blue flashed on Zhu Lang's face.

"Anyway, I can go in and look for it," she said. "There shouldn't be much antidote in this box."

Yes, the antidote was previously packed in a delicate-looking box, presumably it wasn't Zhu Lang who specially found it.

There was another word she didn't say, I was afraid to remind everyone, even if the medicine was destroyed, as long as there was a little residue, just smell the contrast. Presumably, different antidote ingredients have different tastes.

"I'll kill you for funeral!" The lord of the Three Pavilions, Zhong Feng, roared and rushed towards the Empress, but the Emperor ducked away, at this time she no longer needed to insist on it. Except for a few people who are far away, all ordinary disciples are lying on the ground at this time. Although some people are still convulsing, they must live shortly, and these people have not persisted for a long time.

Even if it is a god-wheel class, it is just a bit stronger than other people, and it embodies the martial arts and can persist for a while, but it does not mean that they can be innocent.

Thousands of people fell to the ground in a radial pattern and were shocked. The disciples who escaped did not dare to stay and ran towards the distance. No one knew the extent of the poison.

Zhu Lang looked like crying and laughing, crushed the wooden box in his hand, and turned to escape outside.

There was a glimmer of expectation in my heart. From here, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.

Looking at his movements, other people also moved. Five of them ran towards the periphery. Four others felt that they could not escape, and rushed towards Qi Zixiao. Even if they died, they would add two more to Qi Zixiao. Bruises.

However, Zhu Lang only ran out less than five meters, and he felt that it was getting harder and harder to control his body, and then fell to the ground.

He had the lowest strength and fell earliest.

Zhu Lang's voice fell to the ground like a sledgehammer, and everyone looked terribly.

After him was Zhang Zijiang, who had been planted over the roof.

The empress calmly avoided the attacks of the last four people, watching them fall down one by one.

"You can't live without Daxia!" Jiang Hailiu's eyes were all vicious, and after the sentence, the female emperor fell a few steps away.

The emperor stood there with a look of indifference. Except for the three or five people who fled out, www.wuxiaspot.com ~ all fell into this mountain stream.

She knew that she had to hurry up. She learned a little about Sarin poison gas following Ren Baqian in that world. Such a high concentration was very dangerous even if she took antidote.

It ’s just that the physical condition of the ancient people is much better than that of Daxia's Divine Warrior. On the strength of the body alone, the five flowers are not as good as her. Coupled with antidote, this time did not have much effect. But if you stay there, it's hard to say.

Flashing over to Zhu Lang, he had some remaining medicine residue in his hands, collected it, and the emperor plunged into the towers to find it, and then took a few boxes to leave.

As for the inheritance of Jiuzhong Pavilion, it is indeed Daxia's top inheritance, but she has no interest and is too lazy to search.

Behind her, only the ghostly ghost-like Jiugong Pavilion and countless dead bodies were left.

Except for a few ordinary disciples who ran out, Jiuzhong Pavilion was destroyed here.

I'm afraid that they never thought of it before. The Jiuzhong Pavilion, which had stood in Daxia for hundreds of years, would end up in such a situation because of a half-dead exile.