Chapter 92 What a pity

"Hey, you! Bring these meals into the room. Remember, it's the first room on the right. Don't go to the wrong room." Just as Su Lie was about to disperse with everyone, a voice suddenly called him.

Su Lie turned around and saw a plate appear in his sight. The dishes on it were exquisite, much better than the leftovers he had eaten yesterday.

"To the third in command?" Su Lie asked casually as if unintentionally.

"No, it's for... Why are you talking so much? Just send it to you when I ask you to." The man scolded Su Lie, stuffed the plate to Su Lie, and left.

Without questioning, Su Lie took the plate and went to the location the other party asked. Anyway, he had already decided to do it, so it didn't matter if he delivered the meal.

Arriving at the door of the room, Su Lie knocked on it, but after a while, there was no sound from inside. Su Lie frowned slightly, not because he disliked the other party for opening the door slowly, but because he clearly heard a slight breathing sound behind the door, and the breathing sound became a little heavy and fluctuating after he knocked on the door. It was obvious that the person behind the door heard him knocking on the door, but deliberately did not open the door for him.

For a moment, Su Lie didn't understand what the other party was doing, so he slowly pushed the door open and walked in.

This room is the guest room of the land temple. It is very small and you can see the entire interior furnishings of the room as soon as you open the door. Su Lie took a quick glance but did not see anyone in the room. However, he heard the sound of someone breathing behind him.

Before Su Lie could turn his head, a very subtle sound of breaking through the air was heard. The hair on his neck stood up, and Su Lie quickly dodged to the side. From the corner of his eye, he saw a thin silver needle piercing through the air and piercing into the earth wall in front of him.

"Get out, evil thief!"

The sound of a delicate shout followed, and a slender, white hand slapped Su Lie's chest at a tricky angle. This palm was crisp and clear with obvious traces of palm techniques. It was obvious that the owner of the palm knew some martial arts, but
Snapped!
Su Lie stretched out his big hand and directly grasped the wrist of the person who came, looking calmly at the owner of his hand.

"Not much power."

"Evil villain, let me go. If you hadn't given me the cartilage-softening powder, I would never have been caught by you!" The owner of the hand struggled desperately, trying to pull his hand out.

Only then did Su Lie see the face of the person opposite him clearly. It was a young woman, about 29 years old, wearing a blue and white dress. She had a gentle and pretty face, but at this moment she was glaring at Su Lie with her beautiful eyes.

He loosened his hand and let the woman in front of him step back. Su Lie put the food in his other hand on the table, and turned around and left the room without arguing with the woman. After a few short conversations, he knew that this woman was probably kidnapped by Liushamen. Su Lie had no intention of knowing the reason, which had nothing to do with him. If the other party was smarter, she should be able to escape after he killed Jia Xing.

When the woman saw Su Lie turn around and leave, she thought of Su Lie's skills just now and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. Then she went to the wall, pulled out the silver needle and put it back into the sleeve in her hand.

The temple was still quiet, and the many kidnapped merchants were guarded by the Liushamen gang and dared not make any sound. As the sun gradually set, the sky gradually darkened.

At this time, in another room of the land temple, Jia Xing paced back and forth with an uneasy look on his face. The headmaster had been out with his men for most of the day and had not returned yet. If it were normal, there would be news even if he had not returned. Moreover, this time it was just an ambush and interference, not a fight to the death with the Eight Desolate disciples, so he should have returned.

Looking at the moon that was about to rise outside, Jia Xing sat back in his seat and drank a sip of wine in boredom. Liushamen had promised the higher-ups for this operation, and it was only because of the failure of the Xueyi Building that Liushamen got such an opportunity to show his superiors. Now the second in command has already brought some people to Fenghuangji, just waiting for the signal to be transmitted, then they can cooperate inside and outside to launch a general attack on Caishen Pavilion and seize the target of this operation.

But now, something seems to have happened to the boss.

Buckle up!

But at this moment, there was a knock on the wooden door of the room. Jia Xing was feeling annoyed at the moment, and when he suddenly heard the noise, he immediately became angry and cursed:
"Which bastard? Didn't I tell you not to knock on the door casually? Are you looking for death?"

Drinking, Jia Xing stood up with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes. Now the gang members who stayed in the land temple are all second-rate people, not core members of Liushamen. Once this matter is over, they will all die to prevent the crossbow arrows from being leaked. Anyway, they will all die, so what difference does it make if they die early or late. Opening the door, Jia Xing saw a thin disciple standing at the door. The other person's face was familiar, but Jia Xing didn't know the disciple's name. This is also normal. Liushamen has many gang members. Except for a few capable subordinates, how can the heads of the gang care about these second-rate peripheral gang members?

"Third Master, I have something to report."

"Okay, come in and talk." Jia Xing's expression remained unchanged, but his voice was a little cold. As the two walked into the room, the wooden door was closed again.

Walking in front, Su Lie could feel the strong killing intent coming from behind him without looking back. Killing intent is a mysterious thing, just like a person's aura. The more powerful or high-ranking a person is, the stronger the aura is. Especially when such a person does not restrain this aura, even ordinary people can clearly feel it, let alone Su Lie.

"Third in command, I have been feeling a little unwell recently. I have learned medical skills since I was a child. After taking my own pulse, I found out that I was poisoned. But I have not been anywhere else these days except staying here, and I have not eaten any food other than here. I suspect that there may be a spy among us who is plotting to murder us in secret, so I came to report to you, Third in command." Su Lie turned around and looked at Jia Xing and said.

Hearing this, Jia Xing's eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't expect that among these inferior people, there are people who actually know some medical skills. Since ancient times, medicine and martial arts have been inseparable. Especially for martial artists, before opening up the meridians and condensing the true qi, it is most likely to be injured during the body tempering stage, and at this time, a doctor is needed to recuperate.

Jia Xing is currently in the stage of health preservation before refining his internal organs. He often damages his essence and blood in pursuit of a breakthrough. It would be a lot easier if he had a personal doctor with him.

Thinking of this, he looked at Su Lie with a much more relaxed look and asked, "Do you know medical skills? Can you heal injuries?"

"No, I only know some basic pulse diagnosis techniques." Su Lie answered truthfully.

"Really? What a pity." Jia Xing's face became cold again. He looked at Su Lie and asked, "When did you find out you were poisoned? Did you tell anyone else?"

"No, I was afraid of alerting the enemy, so I came here to tell the Third Master immediately."

"You are quite alert. The poison you were infected with is called snake grass. It is not very toxic at first and will only quietly lurk in the internal organs of the body. But as time goes by and the dosage accumulates, it will suddenly explode and take your life. There is an antidote for this poison, but I thought it was troublesome to carry it with me, so I threw it away."

After saying this, Jia Xing looked at Su Lie with a teasing look. He wanted to see what kind of wonderful expression this alert gang member in front of him would show.

However, to his surprise, Su Lie did not show any fear or disbelief. Instead, he sighed with a hint of disappointment and said:
"Really? What a pity."

"What a pity?" Seeing Su Lie's expression, Jia Xing also realized something was wrong. The gang member in front of him was too calm, not like an ordinary gangster at all. He was secretly alert and made some adjustments to his posture.

"It's a pity you could have lived longer."

Before he finished speaking, Su Lie suddenly disappeared from Jia Xing's sight. This sudden change made Jia Xing break out in a cold sweat. How could he not know that there was something wrong with this gang member in front of him?

After losing sight of Su Lie, Jia Xing panicked but remained calm. After fighting all the way to this point, his body instinctively made him turn back and retreat, while at the same time he drew out his hidden weapons and flying knives and threw them in four directions.

Although he had not yet reached the realm of internal organ refining, his cultivation of great perfection in health care also gave him a huge strength of 500 to 600 kilograms. The moment the flying knife flew out of his hand, it tore through the air, bringing with it a whistling sound. The flying knife reflected cold light with the candlelight, and finally the blade was completely immersed in the four walls.

After throwing the flying knife, Jia Xing didn't stop, but rushed out the door. The room was narrow and he couldn't move his hands and feet freely.

(End of this chapter)