The magic weapon Jiuqu Qianli was a long sword created by Bai Li Xi, the first weapon refiner at that time. Because the black iron was mixed with dragon blood. This kind of magic weapon was specially used to deal with monks. If a little oily skin was cut by Qianli, the monk would be poisoned. The higher his cultivation level, the greater his reaction to poisoning. The legendary magician Xi Yingzhen, the disciple of the highest cultivation level, Huang Weilong, was killed by Qianli's poison.

Originally, Su Helan also remembered that the Jiuqu Qianli was a long sword, but after Sima Xiaoliang's series of hints, his memory began to be dazzled. It seemed that Qianli was a magic weapon like a dagger...

Originally, Su Helan was just using the magic problem. As long as she evacuated in time and found a quiet place to rest for a while, she would temporarily return to normal. Although it was difficult to cure it, at least she would not be like now. Her originally overwhelming advantage was confusedly reversed...

After Su Helan understood that he had come a little, he yelled at Sima Xiaoliang: "Then let's die together!" Then he pulled out the spear inserted into his body with both hands. He yelled with all his strength: "Kill!"

While the word "spoke" came out, the spear disappeared in his hand. It instantly appeared in front of Sima Xiaoliang, mixed with the sound of dragon roar, and stabbed towards the throat of the "armed police soldier" again.

Sima Xiaoliang didn't expect that Su Helan had enough energy to control the spear when he reached this point. He didn't dare to greet him like he did last time, and hurriedly dodged backwards. In a hurry, the spear flew towards Sima Xiaoliang's oily skin.

Although he avoided the spear, Sima Xiaoliang still pulled the wound in his throat. In an instant, blood flowed down his neck...

Just as Sima Xiaoliang was covering his wound and preparing to escape, he found out from the corner of his eyes that Su Helan had disappeared. The original position he relied on was only a pool of blood...

Being trapped... Sima Xiaoliang wanted to chase Su Helan, but his injuries were not light. After hesitating for a while, he went to chase Sun Desheng and Che Qianzi.

After a simple bandage, Sima Xiaoliang stopped bleeding again. Then he ran down the secret passage. Unexpectedly, the fat Sun Desheng would run like a flying after he was on the front of the car. When Sima Xiaoliang was about to run to the exit, he saw Sun Desheng, who was sweating and the front of the car that had already woken up.

At this time, Sun Desheng put the cha Qianzi on the ground, and he squatted on the ground and gasped. After hearing the movement in the distance, he pulled the little Taoist priest vigilantly and hid behind a huge rock. Until he saw Sima Xiaoliang, who had saved their lives, he walked out from behind the huge rock, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Sima, this is also a life-saving grace... Didn't I say, brother looks very kind, have we seen him somewhere?"

"Yes, we have met..." Sima Xiaoliang smiled slightly and continued, "Before, my little brother Wuya asked Sun Juchang to have a blessing, and had been eating and drinking for so long in the polls bureau. He still asked the brothers in the car to call it back..."

"Toothless? I haven't heard it..." Sun Desheng looked confused and shook his head, and continued, "Brother, I'm doing an errand in the Poll Investigation Bureau, but I haven't heard of anything toothless... Otherwise, my brother would follow us back to the Poll Investigation Bureau to check it out. It's not me that maybe there are some kids who have been trafficked..."

"Sun Juchang, you may have misunderstood. I was not for you this time..." Sima Xiaoliang smiled and then continued: "You have seen the situation just now. If we don't lead Su Helan out, the person I'm looking for will have no chance to escape..."

"It's not for us..." Sun Desheng understood in an instant, and the smile on his face slowly solidified. Then he stared at the person in front of him and said, "It's Ge Dianchen, right? Brother, if you had known you wanted this person, I went to the polls bureau to find me. Those people in the handling office should give me some face..."

"That happens, besides Ge Dianchen, I need other things..." Sima Xiaoliang smiled, and then continued: "I heard that Gao Liangjuchang had left a diary back then. I want a diary for the year 1982... I don't know if Sunjuchang can..."
Chapter completed!