C809 Another One Who Fell into a Pit
C809 Another One Who Fell into a Pit
Puff!
A sound like a bubble being blown apart came over.
The moment the long awl stabbed into the corpse, it turned into a puddle of mud.
"It's not Chu Yan!" Tang Mu's heart skipped a beat, he could not tell if it was joy or disappointment.
However, this mood did not last long.
He saw that Huang Cong's face was filled with confidence, and below his body, there was a rock that looked like it had been melted by ice and snow —
Crash! *
The rocks that had already turned into mud suddenly cracked.
A gush of mud, like a spring, shot out.
At the same time, a figure drilled out from underground.
"Chu Yan!" Tang Mu focused his gaze.
"You can't run anymore!" Huang Cong laughed loudly.
He was already prepared and kept waving his arms.
In an instant, streams of yellow and green smoke, like little snakes, flashed in midair and entered Chu Yan's nostrils.
Immediately, Tang Mu saw that Chu Yan, who was still in mid air, had a pained look on his face.
Black veins also appeared on his arms and neck. They were wriggling like earthworms.
"What a strong poison!" Tang Mu's breath tightened.
Seeing this, and thinking about how his Qi was suddenly obstructed, he wanted to after this matter was finished, so Huang Cong's heart to teach him a lesson immediately weakened a lot.
With a "pa da" sound, Chu Yan, who was previously in the air, fell to the ground like a fish lacking water.
Although he did not let out a groan, his taut body was an indication of the pain he was currently enduring.
"No one among the same rank is capable of curing my poison." Huang Cong laughed, "This is the pride of the strongest in heart-eating pie's younger generation."
A hand grabbed Chu Yan's neck, and lifted him up.
This poison could not only bring pain, but it could also cause a person to lose all of their strength.
Although Chu Yan was struggling with all his might, he was unable to affect Huang Cong in any way.
"Chu Yan, do you know that I actually heard about you a long time ago?" Huang Cong was holding onto victory, so at this moment, he didn't mind sprinkling another handful of salt on his opponent's wound.
Both physically and mentally, torturing the opponent and seeing the opponent's face turn into ashes was something he was most proficient in and also something he loved to do.
"That was when I first heard of the name Chu Xing."
As Huang Cong spoke, he paid attention to Chu Yan's attitude.
"You know what? At that time, I heard that heart-eating pie accepted a secret mission, which was to concoct a concealed poison. It can slowly dissolve the user's strength, and then corrode his internal organs and blood energy.
This poison couldn't be detected by the other party, nor could it bring pain to him.
To destroy the other party's body completely without making a sound, one had to make the other party think that the person who consumed the poison died abruptly.
But this poison was used to help Chu Xing clear his way.
As for the person who consumed the poison, it's you, Chu Yan! "
Huang Cong deliberately emphasized Chu Yan's name, and then looked at him with an expression of anticipation.
He wanted to see Chu Yan's painful and angry expression.
And at this time, Tang Mu, who was standing far away, suddenly felt something amiss.
There seemed to be some kind of deviation.
But he couldn't tell which part was wrong.
"There must be a problem, there must be a problem." The feeling in Tang Mu's heart became stronger and stronger.
His intuition told him that something was definitely wrong with this seemingly natural smooth process.
He subconsciously walked towards Huang Cong, and at the same time, he carefully recalled the various details of what had happened in this period of time.
Just as he took three steps forward, Tang Mu's mind suddenly echoed what Huang Cong had just said.
"At that time, you were sent flying. It was as if you had planned it beforehand."
This was the sentence Huang Cong told him about when he was sent flying.
This phrase appeared once again in Tang Mu's mind.
Not knowing why, Tang Mu suddenly had a kind of deafening feeling.
His heart skipped a beat, he raised his head in shock, looking at Huang Cong who was full of himself, and Chu Yan who was in pain and helplessness.
This scene was too familiar!
If you changed Huang Cong's previous words by a few words, it would be — —
When you were poisoned and captured, it was as if your eyesight was pre-planned!
But now, just like the Tang Mu from before, when he was immersed in the excitement of heavily injuring his opponent, he seemed to not have noticed this.
At this moment, Tang Mu faintly felt that something was amiss, but because of the sliver of dissatisfaction in his heart, he hesitated for a moment, and did not inform Huang Cong immediately.
It was at this moment of hesitation that the mutation suddenly occurred.
Bang!
The ground beneath Huang Cong's feet suddenly cracked.
One of his arms, filled with power, pierced through the ground and grabbed Huang Cong's ankle.
Huang Cong still had not reacted, but in the next moment, he felt himself soaring up, and the sky was spinning and the ground was spinning.
By the time he had realized what was going on, Huang Cong had already been lifted into the air by Chu Yan.
His own neck was firmly stuck.
Compared to the Chu Yan he had just caught, he was more like a fish that was about to suffocate to death.
"How, how is this possible …" "Aren't you poisoned …"
Huang Cong's eyes were filled with shock and panic.
Before he finished speaking, he saw two Chu Yan s.
To be exact, he saw the Chu Yan who had fallen on the ground, whose entire face was covered in the wiggling black blood vessels, the Chu Yan who had been poisoned by his poison.
And at the place where he had just stood, a huge pit had appeared.
Another Chu Yan came out of the ground and used the same method to plot against himself.
"How could this be …" "How could it be …" Huang Cong muttered.
He had purposely confirmed that Chu Yan, who was being held by him, was breathing, had a heartbeat, and there was clearly the aura of a living person on his body.
As a disciple of a sect who was adept at refining Gu poison, it was easy for him to distinguish between dead people, puppets and living people.
Back then, he had indeed captured a living person.
The person who was writhing in pain on the ground was also alive!
But why, why … Could it be that Chu Yan had other brothers who were identical?
Just as Huang Cong was thinking of various possibilities, a scene that nearly made him collapse appeared.
Chu Yan who was poisoned on the ground slowly turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared!
It was fake!
This Chu Yan who was flesh and blood, had a heartbeat and a breath, was actually fake.
Huang Cong's mind buzzed, and became blank.
The distant Tang Mu, at this time, was also stunned.
What kind of brilliant method was this?
Puppets could actually be so realistic?
It was no wonder that he had been fooled previously.
However, the question was, where did this fellow learn to use such a method? With this kind of puppet, would the person before him be real or fake?
At this time, Chu Yan gave his answer.
"I found the accomplice again, not bad." Chu Yan spat out a few words.
Huang Cong felt an unprecedented killing intent from these words.
"No —" He wanted to scream in fear.
Sssii! *
Ka-cha! *
Before he finished his sentence, his body was torn into three pieces by Chu Yan.
Flesh and blood splattered everywhere, as well as internal organs.