The prince is very fierce

After the three of them came to the bottom of the forest, Zhongli Jiujiu set up traps on the retreat route, while Chuchu and Xiao Maque carefully lurked at the edge to keep watch and cover Jiujiu.

Xu Buling silently knocked out a small minion who set up a trap in the woods, then took off his coat and put it on, holding an empty basket and walked to the back door of the prison.

There were patrol guards on the high walls of the prison, but they turned a blind eye to the seven or eight people below. Sikong Zhi and others set up traps seriously, because they were all poisonous and thorny things, and their expressions were focused.

Xu Buling looked natural, and walked to the wall as if he was going home. He didn't look at Sikong Zhi nearby, and stepped directly into the small door.

The back door was the office of the prison. There were no officials in the room, only a middle-aged man, fiddling with bottles and jars at the table.

After Xu Buling took a quick look, he did not alarm the middle-aged man who prepared the poison. He put down the basket and quietly sneaked into the depths of the corridor. Not far away, he saw the iron gate. Behind the gate, there were uniformed jailers patrolling with knives, and the guards were strict.

As Xu Buling walked silently with the knife in his hand, three copper coins slipped out of his sleeves. He flicked his fingers and the three copper coins shot out one after another, hitting the necks of the three guards.

The guards were still talking to each other, and their expressions did not even move. They all fell down in the corridor behind the iron gate in unison.

Xu Buling drew out the drunken bamboo sword, stabbed the tip of the knife into the iron ring on the iron chain, held it with his hand and pressed hard with all his strength, directly cutting the iron chain, and then quietly opened the iron door and walked into the corridor.

By analogy, there were three doors from the back to the deep prison cells where prisoners were held. There were more than ten jailers on duty, all of whom fell down silently.

In the afternoon, the prisoners were all doing hard labor in the quarry. There were not many people in the cell, only a few sick and injured prisoners, leaning against the fence and groaning in pain. There was only a small ventilation hole in the cell, the light was dim, and there was an unpleasant stench from inside to outside.

Xu Buling checked the cells one by one with a knife. Just after walking through a few cells, he found five people in prison uniforms in a cell deep inside.

The five people were of different ages. The oldest was an old lady with white hair, the youngest was a boy who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, and the other three were old men, who looked very similar to Zhongli Jiujiu's description. The five people were lying on the straw in a mess, their clothes were stained with blood, their faces were also pitch black, and their messy hair covered most of them.

Xu Buling paused outside the cell, looked around for a few times, and whispered:

"Auntie Gui?"

"Hmm?..."

The old lady leaning against the cell in a daze looked up and immediately showed a bit of joy, as if she had seen a relative, she stood up tremblingly and walked towards the cell fence:

"You are finally here, where are the second uncle and his family? Ah Hu is seriously ill and can't be delayed..."

Xu Buling had never seen Auntie Gui before, and just when he was wondering why the other party was so intimate, he felt something was wrong and his eyes suddenly condensed.

Snap

The old lady hadn't finished her words and had just walked near the cell fence. A knife flashed in the dim cell, and the old lady who was still stepping forward immediately had her head flying off. As blood gushed out, two poison darts fell from the sleeves of the old lady's prison uniform to the ground.

Xu Buling made a knife move, turned around and ran towards the exit of the cell passage, moving like thunder, and disappeared outside the fence in the blink of an eye.

In the cell, four people of different ages saw their companions dying, and immediately shouted angrily:

"Don't run!"

The four people stood up at the same time, and one of them kicked the log fence directly, and rushed out of the cell one after another.

Just as the four people showed their heads, a figure fell from the aisle like a ghost, with a single knife in his hand like a willow leaf in the wind, and the cold light moved silently, lightly sweeping across the necks of the four people.

The four people who ran out to chase and kill, before they could react, their heads and bodies were separated at the same time, and they fell to the ground in eight pieces.

"What the hell."

Xu Buling frowned, dodged to avoid the blood, sheathed the knife, and turned to the exit.

The voice of "Don't run" in the cell was very loud, and it was obviously to remind the accomplices outside.

The sound of armor rubbing soon came from outside the cell. The jailer outside had heard it and rushed here, but there was no movement from the back door.

Although he had already entered the encirclement, Xu Buling was not panicked at all. He stopped at the corner, took out the small package from his waist, and took out the self-defense treasure carefully made by Bao Bao...

Outside the high wall, Sikong Zhi and Shangguan Jinghong were carefully setting up the mechanism and chatting about trivial matters. Before they could say a few words, a voice came from the depths of the noisy room, "Don't leave!".

Sikong Zhi paused, thinking that it was not good. He suddenly jumped up, holding a rattan stick like a vulture flapping its wings, and landed outside the back door. He stretched out his dry palm and sprinkled the rattan stick in the air. Dozens of black dots fell into the aisle behind the door. They exploded when they landed, and turned into black smoke that swallowed people and swept everywhere.

Sikong Zhi, as the orthodox descendant of the Hundred Insects Valley and the top master of poison in Nanyue, it is not surprising that he has the Dragon Locking Gu on him. But it is the first time that he has used the Dragon Locking Gu to block the road in such a luxurious way, which shows how much Sikong Zhi values ​​Xu Buling.

Shangguan Jinghong would naturally not fight side by side with Sikong Zhi, and no one in the world dared to fight side by side with Sikong Zhi. He immediately turned around and shouted to his subordinates:

"Guard the exit, don't let this kid escape."

The people of the Hundred Insect Valley who set up traps around have already discovered the changes in the prison, and quickly dispersed, each showing their magical powers to set up a lot of poison arrays around.

Sikong Zhi ignored the dragon-locking poison fog in the corridor, rushed into it with a rattan stick, closed the door, and merged into the black smoke, looking for Xu Buling's whereabouts in the corridor.

Each dragon-locking Gu is different. Sikong Zhi's dragon-locking Gu is cultivated by himself, using countless rare poisonous insects as nutrients. The toxicity is much stronger than that of Zhongli Jiujiu. The poisonous fog directly turned black, and even the vision was blurred. If a master-level expert came in, the poisonous fog would immediately become half blind. At most, the tendons and veins would be blocked in a few breaths, and the combat power would decline rapidly.

Sikong Zhi was almost invincible in the poisonous fog.

But as the saying goes, "If you often walk by the river, you will get your shoes wet." There are always exceptions to everything.

Sikong Zhi was patrolling in the aisle like a ghost. Just after walking a short distance, there was a sound of running footsteps in front of him, from far to near, so fast that the poisonous fog was rolled into a vortex. ? !

Sikong Zhi's eyes froze for a moment under his cloak. After living so long, he might have to face such a stubborn opponent again. He rushed in knowing that it was the Dragon Locking Gu poison fog. Did he think that the antidote to the Dragon Locking Gu was common?

In just a thought, the figure in front of him was nearby.

Sikong Zhi glanced and froze again. He saw a person wearing a brown and yellow jumpsuit and a bird-beak hood rushing over in the black poison. There were five small words "Baby Adults" written on the clothes. The whole person was wrapped up like an airtight dumpling. There were only two round holes at the eyes. The eyes could be barely seen inside, but the pervasive poison fog could hardly penetrate. ? ? ?

Sikong Zhi paused and looked a little confused.

Xu Buling, who rushed out from the aisle, shouted coldly under the leather hood:

"Dragon Locking Gu, right? Lock it for me to see!"

As he spoke, he strode towards Sikong Zhi.

The chemical protection suit on Xu Buling's body is made of oilcloth. Although it can't set fire, it is definitely waterproof and smokeproof. The gas mask on his head is sewn with animal skin, tied with a rope to tighten the physical isolation, and two lenses are made of glass. The filter uses wet cotton soaked in strong liquor. The filtering effect is definitely not good, but Xu Buling didn't think about breathing.

No matter how powerful the poison is, it must contact the skin to work. Xu Buling has tested it on the ship. As long as he doesn't breathe, he is completely immune to the poison fog of the dragon-locking poison. He doesn't believe that Nanyue can come up with something more powerful than the dragon-locking poison.

Xu Buling carried a single knife, ignored the poison fog, and rushed directly to Sikong Zhi. Although his vision and flexibility are slightly limited, without the restriction of the poison fog, the orthodox martial arts leader of the Central Plains would die here, not to mention Sikong Zhi who relies on poison for a living.

Sikong Zhi took a glance and thought it was not good. He immediately changed his tactics and shot out a poison needle from his sleeve, which was scattered all over Xu Buling's body, trying to pierce the outer coat that was difficult for the poison mist to penetrate.

If Xu Buling was hit by a hidden weapon thrown in front of him, he would not be worthy of being called the martial arts champion. He was too lazy to even look at it. He quickly danced with a single knife and moved his body. In an instant, he shot down the flying poison needle. The figure also came close to Sikong Zhi and chopped him down on the head.

Sikong Zhi had been in the martial arts world for a long time, but he was also confused by this sudden change. However, his hands were not slow to move. He quickly raised the rattan stick to block.

Clang

The blade was draped on the rattan stick, but it made a sound of metal clashing.

The huge force came, and the already weak Sikong Zhi groaned, and fell backwards with the force, slid a distance on the ground, and directly crashed into the door of a room.

Inside the door, the middle-aged man who was avoiding the poisonous fog was swallowed by the black poisonous fog before he could react. He screamed and wailed, and rolled and struggled on the floor in the room.

Xu Buling failed to kill Sikong Zhi with one knife, and quickly chased him into the door. When he looked up, he saw Sikong Zhi turned into a black afterimage and went out directly from the narrow vent in the room.

The vent was too narrow, and Xu Buling's physique could not get through. He could not breathe in the poisonous fog and could not last too long. He immediately gave up the pursuit, rushed out of the aisle, and kicked the back open.

Outside the back door, the stationed officers and soldiers ran over. As low-level officers and soldiers, they could not know the identities of Sikong Zhi and others. They just obeyed the command of their superiors and shot arrows to guard the exit.

Unfortunately, Xu Buling's action was too fast. Before all the officers and soldiers were in place, the back door was kicked in. The first thing that rushed out was the poisonous fog like a black dragon, which quickly spread to the surrounding area after the autumn wind swept through.

Many disciples of the Hundred Insects Valley, including Shangguan Jinghong, saw this scene, and had no intention of rushing forward, and quickly evacuated to the forest. The South Vietnamese officers and soldiers who were unaware of this were not so lucky. They were instantly swallowed by the poisonous fog and wailed.

Xu Buling rushed out of the cell, surrounded by poisonous fog, and had no chance to fight anyone. He looked around and did not find the whereabouts of Sikong Zhi. He did not want to fight, and rushed to the woods with big strides.

Coming from the poisonous fog, the clothes must be stained with toxins. Zhongli Jiujiu did not dare to run to meet Xu Buling at this time, and pulled Chuchu to escape into the depths of the forest... ——

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