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Nine hundred and thirtieth eight chapters terrifying young(2/3)

Wang Yuan was puzzled.

Zhang Wuji is a top master, and other masters of the Demon Cult are not weak. With the masters of the six major sects, their combat power is still considerable, so why can't they save them?

Fan Yao said: "The masters of the six major sects are now in their bodies. Their skills are lost, and they are not as good as ordinary people. No matter how high your martial arts masters are, they cannot escape safely with so many people who have lost all their martial arts."

"I……"

Wang Yuan was speechless for a while, okay, this was clearly a forced increase in the difficulty of the task, and the rescue mission turned into a dart guard mission.

No matter how awesome a god is, he can't carry the trap of dragging his legs... If he only protects one or two people from leaving, Wang Yuan is sure. There are so many disciples of the six major sects, and ensuring that they leave safely is impossible to complete unless they have the ability to protect themselves.

"Is there any antidote for this Shixiang Soft Jin Powder?"

Wang Yuan thought for a while and asked Fan Yao.

The reason why the six masters of the sects are not as good as ordinary people is because they are infected with the poison of Shixiang Soft Jin Powder. If they can detoxify, these six masters of the sects will at least have the ability to protect themselves, and the difficulty of saving them and leaving will be greatly reduced.

"have!"

Fan Yao said: "But the antidote is in the hands of the two elders of Xuanming... These two old guys are not easy to mess with."

"kindness!"

Wang Yuan nodded in agreement and said, "It's not easy to mess with!"

The two elders Xuanming are a combination boss. If they take it out one by one, they will have the strength no less than Fan Yao. The two of them join forces to fight against the enemy, and their strength will double, and even Wang Yuan can't resist it.

Moreover, these two old men's palm techniques are extremely vicious, and they are special palm techniques with dual attributes of methamphetamine. In terms of power, ordinary skills are not as good as possible. It is quite difficult to grab the antidote in their hands.

What is even more troublesome is that everyone is in the royal palace now, which is heavily guarded and is full of guard soldiers.

Even if Wang Yuan and Fan Yao join forces to narrowly defeat the two elders of Xuanming, the fight will be very disturbing, and it will inevitably attract soldiers. It is really hard to say who will live and who will die at that time.

So if you want to get the antidote from the two elders Xuanming without disturbing the guards, you must quietly make these two people.

This is a very fascinating person.

Kill two masters with the most powerful combined force quietly. Even if a god-level master of Dongfang Bubai comes in person, it may not be possible.

"They are too strong together! You and I are definitely not the opponent!" Wang Yuan then said: "You have to think of a way to kill them both separately."

"This is not easy to deal with!" Fan Yao said: "The two brothers have always been together for food and accommodation, how can they separate them?"

"Um..." Wang Yuan touched his chin and thought, "Do they have any hobbies?"

"Hobby?"

Fan Yao thought for a while and said, "He Biweng likes to drink a few sips on weekdays...why would you like to invite him out for a drink?"

"Not quite right!"

Wang Yuan waved his hand and said, "The more people drink, the more lively you are. How do you find a reason not to bring Lu Jianke? Do Lu Jianke have any hobbies?"

"This guy doesn't like anything, he just likes a girl or something!" Fan Yao complained: "At such an old age, I'm so energetic."

"Hey? This is good!" Wang Yuan suddenly laughed: "He can't even take He Biweng to watch this matter."

Fan Yao: "That's not sure...if he..."

"Shut up and you! Do you have no idea what kind of book this is?" Wang Yuan glared at Fan Yao.

"Forehead……"

Fan Yao's words were directly held back.

Wang Yuan whispered: "We can do this..."

"The idea is good!" Fan Yao said, "But where are we going to find women?"

"Hahaha!"

Wang Yuan laughed, took out a mask proudly, wrote the words "Murong Shuang" on it, and then pressed it on his face.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Yuan's whole body was twisted. In Fan Yao's stunned, he changed from a bald monk to a beautiful woman with long legs raised.

"This...this..." Fan Yao pointed at Wang Yuan in horror and said, "You want to seduce the deer club?"

"What, don't I look good?" Wang Yuan held his chest with his hands and asked back with a voice like heavenly sound.

"Are you a man or a woman?" Seeing that Wang Yuan's voice turned into a woman, Fan Yao's scalp felt numb. This kid must have been flirting with her when he was young. At this time, he saw a big man become a beauty. When he thought of the things he had done before, his stomach twitched.

"Is it that important?" Wang Yuan smiled: "Just say I'm pretty."

"Yeah, it's pretty!" Fan Yao wiped her sweat and said, "I have no objection to you going to get Lu Zhuanke, but I can't beat Hebiweng."

"It's okay!" Wang Yuan took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out some yellow medicine powder and handed it to Fan Yao, saying, "This thing is effective after blood, and there is no antidote, you can use it with caution."

"This..." After taking the paper bag, Fan Yao felt a little lost.

Fan Yao dared to cut a knife on his face to be an undercover agent, which shows that he is definitely a ruthless person. In order to conceal his identity, he may have killed many brothers from the Demon Sect. Such a cruel and ruthless blade claims that he is vicious and unmatched. But for some reason, when he saw Wang Yuan and Fan Yao, he always felt that he was old.

If your skills are not as good as others, the younger generation is terrifying.

At the second update, it was dark and it was late at night, and the Ruyang Palace gradually became quiet.

"Tu tuk!"

Lu Zhanke and He Biweng were about to go to bed when they heard a knock on the door outside.

"Who?"

He Biweng responded with an unhappy expression, opened the door, and saw a beautiful girl standing outside the door, which was Murong Shuang who was disguised by Wang Yuan.

"Well, who are you...what?"

Seeing Wang Yuan, He Biweng was stunned for a moment and asked in a muffled voice, with dissatisfaction in his tone.

"I am the maid of King Ruyang. If you have any questions, please ask Mr. Lu..." Wang Yuan said softly.

I asked questions in the middle of the night, and as long as I was not stupid, I knew what it meant, but it was not the right lines anyway.

He Biweng, however, scolded: "I'm so late and I'll ask for advice. Let's talk about it tomorrow..."

"Your uncle..." Wang Yuan looked up at the fool, wishing to kill him with one punch.

Just when Wang Yuan didn't know how to continue to get entangled, Lu Zhanke's voice came from inside the house: "Junior brother, what's going on?"

"nothing!"

He Biweng turned his head and said, "Someone is looking for you, I'll ask her to come tomorrow..."

"Oh, why are you looking for me in the middle of the night? Let him get out!" Lu Zhanke was very polite.

"That's it! The maid of King Ruyang is not sensible anymore!" He Biweng muttered to Wang Yuan, "Did you hear that? My senior brother won't see you!"

"Maid? Wait a minute!" Hearing the word "Maid", Lu Zhanke appeared at the door and stared at Wang Yuan's origin and said, "Are you looking for me?"

"kindness!"

Wang Yuan pretended to be shy, lowered his head and blushed.

“rua!”

Fan Yao, who was hiding in the dark, almost vomited out the overnight meal. What, can this monk be a little more disgusting?

"Hurry! Come in!" Lu Zhanke was so anxious that he attacked the heart and sperm. Seeing Wang Yuan as "shy" as Wang Yuan, he excitedly took Wang Yuan's hand and walked into the house.

"Teacher...Senior Brother..." He Biweng was about to follow.

"Bang!"

The door of the house was closed by a deer walker, and He Biweng was locked outside the door with a confused look on his face.

He Biweng knocked on the door and said anxiously: "Let me in, senior brother!"

At this time, I heard the deer barker in the house shouting: "You are waiting outside the door, you can't even come in even if the sky collapses!"

"I……"

He Biweng looked depressed when he heard this.

Inside the room, Lu Zhanke had already hugged Wang Yuan and came to the bedside, and began to touch Wang Yuan's face.

Seeing Lu Zhanke's hands wandering downwards more and more, Wang Yuan was very impatient: "Meow, what did Fan Yao do? Why haven't she appeared yet! You can't be deliberately fooling me!"

"Little beauty, didn't you say you had something to ask for advice? Why didn't you talk? Hehe!" Lu Zhanke was still smiling lewdly.

"Wait a minute, I have something for you to see!" Wang Yuan pushed Lu Zhanke's hand aside and began to untidy up his clothes and delay time.

Seeing this, Deer Zhangke gasped excitedly.

Just as the scene in the house was about to become undescribable, he suddenly heard He Biweng outside the door say, "Master Ku, what are you doing? What are you holding in your hand?"

“…”

Fan Yao raised the wine gourd in her hand, made a drinking gesture, and looked into the room in confusion.

He Biweng knew what Fan Yao meant and explained: "My senior brother is discussing things with others and will not let me in..."

Fan Yao smiled, pointed to the wine gourd, pointed to Hebiweng, and made another gesture to drink, obviously asking: "Do you want to drink some together?"

"Okay! Let's go!"

He Biweng was already drunk, but now he was depressed because he was kicked out, but Fan Yao suddenly came out to invite him to drink. He was very happy, so he walked forward and disappeared into the darkness with Fan Yao on his arms.
To be continued...
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