Chapter 732
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The assassins hiding in the darkness were like ghosts emerging from the ground. They used the night as an accomplice to do the most shameless things in the world. This wave of assassins was different from the previous waves of real swords and spears. Their methods were incomparably despicable. Every time the sword wind swept by, they didn't face it head-on. Instead, they hid in the sewers and made sneak attacks. This made them completely alert and exhausted.
This entanglement lasted for a full hour, but there was still no conclusion. Jiu Si and the others had more and more wounds, big and small, on their bodies. Even if their bodies were made of iron, they still gradually showed signs of exhaustion after not being able to catch their breath for so long.
They pulled out a rat hiding in the sewers and shot it down from the roof with an arrow. She Yan was just about to show off his latest victory when he suddenly felt an itch in his throat. His feet felt weak and his eyes were dizzy.
Tianwen was the most alert and immediately reacted, "Not good, quickly hold your breath. It's poisonous smoke!"
They hurriedly held their breaths and covered their noses and mouths. She Yan accidentally inhaled a mouthful of poisonous gas, kicked the assassin who pounced on him, and broke the assassin's neck with his bare hands. Then, he hurriedly stumbled into the heavy rain, allowing the rain to drench him from top to bottom. He barely regained some clarity of mind.
After he woke up, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Not good!
He hurriedly tore off a piece of his inner clothes. After soaking it in the rain, he brought it back to Xiahou Qing. But he was still a step too late. He heard his Shizi's throat roll and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Shizi Ye!"
This kind of trick was clearly aimed at his Shizi Ye! Normal people had all five senses. Once they smelled the poisonous smoke, they would subconsciously hold their breaths to protect themselves. Only his Shizi Ye had lost his sight, smell, and even his hearing was gradually deteriorating. Even if he had extraordinary abilities and could defend against all the open and hidden attacks in the world, he couldn't defend against this colorless and odorless poisonous smoke.
Jiu Si and Tianwen were still tired of dealing with the rats hiding in the sewers. She Yan hurriedly covered his Shizi Ye's nose with a cloth soaked in rainwater.
Xiahou Qing said hoarsely, "It's no problem. You go help them. Don't worry, these people are mainly here to vent Cao Hou's anger. She only wants to use all kinds of methods to torture me. As long as I'm still the Nanping Prince in name, she won't let me die in Weiyang Palace for no reason. As for you guys, you must protect yourselves! "
She Yan listened to his messy breathing in the rain and clenched his teeth so hard that they almost broke. In the dark, his eyes were red, and the last arrow in his quiver had been shot. He fiercely used his toes to hook up a knife and slashed at those unkillable sewer rats.
This battle was even more difficult than before. After a full three hours, when they were almost exhausted, they finally came to an end. Their bodies were soaked in red and black blood. It was hard to tell whose blood it was. They dragged their weapons back to Xiahou Qing with only a little bit of strength left. They sat on the ground and closed their eyes to recuperate.
At this time, they were incomparably glad that their Young Master could not smell anything, otherwise, the smell of boiling blood on their bodies would be exposed.
Jiu Si put down his bamboo sword and knelt on one knee in front of Xiahou Qing. He took out a medicine bottle from his bosom. "Young Master, are you alright? This medicine was specially given to me by Hui Mo before we entered the palace. It can cure hundreds of poisons. Quickly take it. "
"En." In the dark, Xiahou Qing reached out with his pale fingertips and put a pill into his mouth. Then, Hou Wen and She Yan each took a pill.
Xiahou Qing said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'm fine. This round of assassination was very dangerous. Cao Hou should have taken out her most elite assassins. If there is another round, it will take a while to prepare. Quickly take the time to rest."
The three nodded and quickly reached an agreement. Two would rest and one would take turns guarding. It should be dawn, the darkest time of the day. However, it indicated that the curtains of light were about to open. Everything was filled with hope. Even the heavy rain that had been pouring down crazily all night was quietly restraining its brutality. The rain gradually became weak. That weak light had not arrived. It had not arrived yet. However, it was about to arrive. It would definitely arrive.
In that chaotic and thick ink, Xiahou Qing's raspy voice was like a low bell, gently ringing in the curtain of rain. He did his best to give them strength and comfort. "Hold on a little longer. It will be dawn soon."
More apologetic words rolled around his lips, but he could not say them. They turned into the simplest and most solemn words. "It has been hard on you."
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