I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

  Chapter 89 Holding hands and escaping from birth

  Baicaoshi failed to fulfill his wish.

  However, she still has unused poison. It's just that poison is an indiscriminate attack. With her current level, she is very worried that she will hurt innocent people, and she might explain herself here.

   Flustered and prone to mistakes, a small medicine bottle rolled out of the bed.

  People who practice martial arts have sharper eyes and ears than ordinary people. Tie Jin heard the strange noise, jumped out of bed, and reached for the sword in his hand.

  He raised the sword in his hand and slashed down on the bed with the power of thunder.

  The sword energy brushed past Ruan Feiruo, scaring Ruan Feiruo's face into paleness. This was both a temptation and a punishment.

  At the same time, the bed shattered, revealing Baicaoshi dressed as a servant.

  In an instant, Baicaoshi took out a small bottle.

  Tie Jin made another sword strike, the vial burst and poisonous smoke came out, Baicaoshi rolled away, and the person had already reached the door. Thirty-six strategies, running is the best.

  She heard an angry shout from behind, "Chasing the assassin!"

  Tie Jin's subordinates naturally did not go far, they were all protecting the law for their master. This time, Baicaoshi became the target of public criticism.

  Ask yourself, do you regret it?

  If Baicaoshi stays silent under the bed, maybe Tie Jin is done and she can have a chance to escape. But in that case, Ruan Feiruo would be useless.

  The little girl does something and doesn't do it, and she can't ignore it. This is the bottom line she insists on, even if she has to pay a huge price for it.

   As for the future, if Ruan Fei can escape from Tie Jin's claws, it is out of her consideration.

   Lost two poison bottles one after another, and Baicaoshi ran out of ammunition and food. And Tie Jin's subordinates have already surrounded her.

   "The assassin has been captured." The guard leader ordered.

  Baicao Poetry has learned Kung Fu for two months, and now it has aroused 12% of its potential, and it has knocked down several big men.

   No loss!

   Just when she was exhausted, "Chi Chi" broke the wind, and the remaining four guards around her all fell to the ground.

  A warm and dry hand held hers.

  He came down like a **** and rescued her from danger.

   Folded feathers.

"run!"

   Before he ran a few steps, another group of people surrounded him. They are more capable and more cunning, and without exception, they seem to have deliberately ignored Baicaoshi and attacked the target Zhe Yu.

  At this moment, Zhe Yu is wearing the costume of a servant, but gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, with an aura of invincibility.

  Baicaoshi raised her eyes, and suddenly saw Yuan Xian under the corridor more than ten meters away. Under the flickering lights, his brows were soft, and he looked at her from afar.

  How did he recognize her?

   But then, she realized another thing, these people are Yuan Xian's people.

  Before Tie Jin once said, "Thank you sir for helping me." In today's battle, the Yun Zhaofu Council would not have fallen so quickly, but because of Yuan Xian's random entry, the balance of power was broken and Tie Jin became the winner in one fell swoop.

   Tie Jin, isn't she the one who was with Yuan Xian when she first entered Yurong City?

  It turned out that they had been working together for a long time.

   Zhe Yu killed five more guards, a masked figure in black descended from the sky, and suddenly attacked Zhe Yu.

  He shot fast and fiercely, surpassing everyone in the field today.

  Just a breath or a moment, Baicaoshi didn't even have time to think, she used her flesh and blood to block Zhe Yu.

  The man in black's sword hesitated for a moment, although its strength was weak, it still landed on Baicaoshi's back, making a huge cut.

   Seeing this, Zheyu embraced Baicaoshi's soft waist with one hand, and threw out the last bottle with the other. Under the cover of smoke, his feet were like the wind, and he accurately identified the position of the man in black, and kicked him with a whirlwind kick. Then he ran wildly holding the poem of Baicao.

  Escape from the sky before the smoke clears.

  Those people still have to chase, Yuan Xian made a gesture, "Go and see Tie Shizi."

  (end of this chapter)