Mo Wenyuan jumped down from the eaves after seeing Zhan Beixiao and Feng Qinghua lying on the stone table and making sure they were breathless.

But he did not approach immediately, but asked the men around him to step forward to test the breath of the two.

"How are you still alive?"

The people Mo Wenyuan sent out turned to look at him and shook their heads, "Both of them are no longer breathing, sir. They should be dead."

"So easy?"

Mo Wenyuan raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "Feng Divine Doctor, God of War, you are overacting."

He spoke slowly, and saw Zhan Beixiao and Feng Qinghua, who had fallen breathless on the stone table, sitting up again, both looking at him with cold faces.

Only Feng Qinghua sneered, "Since you knew it, you still showed up. You asked the waiter in the restaurant to poison the food I ordered. You didn't even hide your actions. You deliberately let me find out. I

How could you not bring my husband to act in this drama, otherwise it would be a waste of your good intentions."

As soon as Feng Qinghua came back and looked at Zhan Beixiao, he understood what she meant.

They stayed in this small courtyard these days without leaving the house. Every meal was brought back by Feng Qinghua from the restaurant outside, and nothing ever happened.

This time Feng Qinghua came back with a meal and looked at Zhan Beixiao meaningfully, and he understood what she meant.

The most important thing was that he understood that not leaving home recently made Feng Qinghua a little bored, so he played with her for a while.

"snort."

Mo Wenyuan rolled up his sleeves and snorted coldly. He had no hope of poisoning these two people, so he did not tell the poisoner to conceal his actions.

After all, Feng Qinghua can be said to be a master of poisoning and the most skilled person in the world. No matter what method he uses to administer medicine in front of her, it is just a trick.

"This is just an appetizer. I just want to tell you that when I come, I will never let the Nanxu Kingdom turn from the hands of the Changsun family to the Wen family."

Feng Qinghua felt a little funny after hearing this, "We know what your plan is, but you just want to use the troops of the Nanxu Kingdom to get the Bishui Kingdom. It's a pity that Changsun Wujue can't protect himself now. With your ability, you are afraid

We can't save him."

"Then let's give it a try!"

Mo Wenyuan's face turned cold and he raised his hand and asked his men to surround Zhan Beixiao and Feng Qinghua.

When this group of men arrived, another group of men immediately jumped in from the outer wall, and there were also a group of archers on the eaves.

They had already set up an ambush again, and were waiting for their master's order to start planning to kill Zhan Beixiao and Feng Qinghua.

He was forced now, and had no choice. He had to solve the problem as soon as possible, but that old fool Changsun Wujue had something like this happen at a critical moment, and the throne was taken away from him.

Mo Wenyuan knew that he was locked up in the palace, but he had tried before and there was no way to enter the palace. The palace was completely impregnable inside and outside.

Especially since the prince himself has a high wall of more than ten meters, his people have no choice but to attack Zhan Beixiao and Feng Qinghua, knowing that they live in this small shabby courtyard.

I was afraid that I knew he would come to rescue Changsun Wujue, so I deliberately waited here for him to fall into a trap.

But Mo Wenyuan didn't believe in evil. He brought so many people with him and couldn't believe that he couldn't defeat these two people with bare hands.

But……

But the scene that Mo Wenyuan least wanted to see appeared.

Zhan Beixiao and Feng Qinghua cooperated very well. Even Feng Qinghua didn't use poison. The two of them just used force to catch two of his men, one of whom was holding one in his hand.

He used the bodies of his men as shields to block the flying arrows above his head, and held their weapons in his other hand, like a ghost, and then surrounded them in a tight circle and killed them.

In just half a stick of incense, all the killers who had originally crowded the small courtyard had fallen to the ground. There were hideous wounds on their necks. The smell of blood was thick in the air, and it could not be dissipated, permeating the small courtyard.

In the courtyard.

Feng Qinghua and Zhan Beixiao threw down the corpses in their hands. The two corpses had been pierced with hedgehogs.

Mo Wenyuan brought a lot of people this time, and all of them were killed. They were just lying on the ground in the small courtyard, piled on top of each other, and there was no place to put their feet on the ground.

"how?"

Feng Qinghua turned around and returned to the bottle, drank the soup she brought back and took a breath.

Although the soup was poisoned, she and Zhan Beixiao had already taken the antidote pills, and these poisons had no effect on them.

"You──"

Mo Wenyuan didn't expect that the strength of these two people was so terrifying.

Then he thought of something, "You lured me here on purpose!"

He should have known the identities of the two of them, and they lived in this small courtyard just to expose their flaws and let him show up.

I'm afraid that this time, I will kill myself with no future troubles!

Mo Wenyuan's heart was filled with coldness at this moment, and he took a step back. He had also learned about the incident of Changsun Wujue being deprived of the throne and imprisoned. Thinking that his plan would fail, he became anxious for a moment and lost his balance.

I didn't think carefully and did the stupid thing I did now.

Facing Zhan Beixiao and Feng Qinghua, he knew that he would be defeated by his own strength. They turned around and wanted to run away, but Zhan Beixiao and Feng Qinghua would never give him a chance.

Feng Qinghua turned her wrist, and a silver needle flew out. The silver needle went straight through Mo Wenyuan's thick clothes and plunged into his spine. Mo Wenyuan felt that his whole body was weak and he couldn't lift his strength.

, and fell to the ground.

He knew that his acupuncture points were sealed, and Zhan Beixiao was right in front of him, and the knife in his hand was still dripping blood drop by drop.

The knife was about to be wiped towards his neck.

Mo Wenyuan turned to the side and escaped the attack.

No, he will never accept his fate just like that!

Mo Wenyuan bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, spit out a mouthful of blood, and used his own internal strength to break through the shackles of the silver needle.

Then he stood up, quickly jumped to the roof of the courtyard, and escaped with his two remaining men.

"Are you going to chase me?" Zhan Beixiao turned around and looked at Feng Qinghua, who was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea.

Feng Qinghua shook her head slightly, "No, he just used his internal strength to force out my silver needle. I'm afraid it will cause great harm to himself."

At least her Dantian was cracked, but she still knew her methods very well.

Besides, her silver needle is still poisonous. Although her poison can be cured, I hope the pain and torture will not be something Mo Wenyuan can bear.

This is why they took the initiative to live in this small courtyard, just to attract Mo Wenyuan to show up here and let them kill him.
Chapter completed!