The Peerless Doctor: The Black-bellied Poison Concubine

Chapter 237 Illusion (2)

"What about being an enemy?"

Yun Yiran asked back, without a trace of emotion in his eyes: "Besides, other people have fallen into your illusion, who would know that I killed you?"

"..."

It was the first time Murong Mian saw that a person could be so arrogant and black-bellied, so he didn't know how to answer for a while.

However, Yuanqiu snorted coldly, and continued: "Murong old dog, I'm warning you, you'd better be honest, or I'll burn you to death!"

"What the hell are you?!"

You know, flames also have levels. The flames spewed out by the little guy in front of him are obviously not ordinary fires, but they are not divine fires and magic fires either. yes.

Therefore, Murong Mian's expression when looking at the ball became full of defensiveness and doubts!

Yuanqiu raised his chin: "What am I, you are not worthy to know!"

"..."

One person, one goal, the attitude of the master and servant is extremely arrogant.

He didn't even give Murong Mian the slightest bit of face, he could only grit his teeth: "So, what you mean is that you must do right with me?!"

"Yes! Did you know that?!"

In the next second, another burst of flame spewed out from the mouth of the ball, sweeping straight towards Murong Mian!

But this time, because Murong Mian was prepared, he not only hid, but also turned around and disappeared in the same place.

"..."

Yuanqiu was stunned: "Master, where did that guy go?"

"Be careful, he's around."

Yun Yiran narrowed his eyes, and the expression on his face became extremely cold.

She could clearly feel that the surroundings were full of murderous aura, and even faintly had Murong Mian's aura floating around, but she couldn't be sure of her exact location.

Yuanqiu frowned: "Is he, like the master, a hidden spirit master of the water element?"

"No."

Yun Yiran replied two words.

The state of alertness became more obvious: "He's just moving as fast as he can."

To be able to use speed to make oneself invisible, one must have a high level of spiritual power. Therefore, Murong Mian's actions really surprised Yun Yiran, and his face immediately became more serious.

At that moment, only the sound of the wind passing by was left in her ears...

Yun Yiran glanced around: "Murong Mian, don't forget, you are poisoned, even if you can temporarily suppress it, but without my antidote, you will never be able to eradicate it."

"That's right, my master can make you poisonous and kill you at any time! So, you'd better beg for mercy obediently now, lest it will be useless to beg for mercy in a while!" Yuanqiu put his hands on his hips and cursed at the surroundings.

However, the surrounding area was still filled with silence, and the atmosphere became extremely dignified...

Suddenly, a murderous aura struck!
At that moment, Murong Mian suddenly appeared behind Yun Yiran, with an ice-like indifference on his face, he coldly raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed straight at Yun Yiran!

Seeing the flickering cold light, Yuanqiu hurriedly protected Yun Yiran: "Master, be careful!"

However, Yun Yiran didn't move at all, and there was no expression or emotion on his face...

In the next second, Murong Mian's sword directly sank into Yun Yiran's chest, and suddenly, a thick bloody aura permeated the surrounding air...

Yuanqiu stared wide-eyed and looked at this scene with a face full of disbelief. He screamed sharply: "Ah! Master!"

(End of this chapter)