Until Christina suddenly spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, Ling Feng put down her heart and took back her hands. The toxin in Christina''s body is not strong, because it is chronic, and the amount is not much, so the effect is very slow, which is also the reason why Christina didn''t attack until she was on the ground.


    Think that the arrow shot by the demon Archer only carries a little poison on the arrow?


    Moreover, through the exercise of Christina, Ling Feng understood that this poison can only work through the blood. Just like Ling Feng''s arm, it was only rubbed by the arrow and there was no wound, so Ling Feng didn''t have anything at all.


    "Brother, are you ready?" Ling Ling stood on the side and whispered, but he didn''t run over and rushed directly into Ling Feng''s arms. After seeing Ling Feng nodding, the little girl "giggled" and ran to Ling Feng.


    Ling Feng smiled happily, so he sat on the ground and hugged Ling Ling: "little girl, my brother is covered with dust now. You see, it''s dirty. It''s naughty for you to let my brother hold it." however, in Ling Feng''s tone, there is no sense of complaining.


    "Ling''er is not afraid of dirt." Ling Ling blinked and asked, "brother, how''s the beautiful sister?"


    "She''s all right." Ling Feng said, and then nodded to Uncle Qi, who was full of anxiety. "Her poison is no longer a big problem. You should be able to recover after a few days of rest."


    "Thank you, young master Ling." Uncle Qi immediately saluted Ling Feng.


    "Don''t be so polite." Ling Feng held Ling Ling in one hand and Christina in a coma in the other. "If it weren''t for me, your young lady wouldn''t suffer this crime. Speaking of it, I should apologize."


    "Where, where." Uncle Qi said. He didn''t come to help Ling Feng holding Christina. On the contrary, I turned my head and looked in the direction of Chunshui city. As for his heart, he was pondering Ling Feng''s last words. Is this assassination really because of Ling Feng?


    Ling Feng can only continue to sit on the ground and let Christina lean on herself.


    "Ling''er, come and wipe the beautiful sister." Ling Feng motioned to Ling Ling. There was some blood on Christina''s mouth. Ling Ling didn''t want to, so she had to wipe it with her cuffs. Ling Feng stopped her, and then took out a scarf on Christina''s body. Christina helped Ling Ling Ling wipe her little hands.


    Now it''s Ling Ling''s turn to help Christina wipe her mouth.


    Ling Feng looked at it and couldn''t help smiling. Then, I checked Christina''s wound. The crack on it was not big. There were some scars on the edge of the crack. It was so ugly compared with Christina''s white arm. I hope I don''t leave any scars. Ling Feng couldn''t help thinking of this and helped her dress up the wound again.


    After a while, Camille came with Cassano and Ravelli. Behind kamao, there was also Gullit''s bipedal flying dragon, on which Gullit and Rijkaard rode.


    "Young master." Cassano shouted to Ling Feng.


    "Brother Ling Feng, are you all right?" Gullit looked at the cave, then looked at the dead assassin lying aside, and asked when he saw that Ling Feng had been sitting on the ground and Christina beside him. Rijkaard also looked worried.


    "Nothing." Ling Feng smiled at them. For the arrival of gulit and others, Ling Feng''s heart is still quite moved. After all, their arrival made Ling Feng feel a kind of friendship. In Lingfeng''s heart now, in addition to Lingling, what can move Lingfeng more than this brotherly friendship?


    Ravelli went to Ling Feng''s side, looked at Christina''s face again and again, frowned and said, "she doesn''t seem to be poisoned?"


    "Hehe, the toxin in her body has been forced out by me." Ling Feng said carelessly, and then motioned Ravelli to see the arrows he brought out of the cave.


    Ravelli carefully took over his hand, looked carefully, nodded and said, "it really looks like it has been poisoned. As for what type of toxin it is, we need to know after the experiment."


    "Please, Mr. Ravelli," said Ling Feng. He asked Ravelli to come over, just to prevent his internal power, and there was no way to force out the poison in Christina''s body. After all, in the face of strange toxins, Ling Feng was not sure before he tried to exercise Kung Fu. Now that Christina''s poison has been removed, Ling Feng doesn''t want to know the type of toxin so urgently. "By the way, can you see the origin of this arrow?"


    "It''s hard to say." Ravelli weighed the weight of the arrow, carefully looked at the arrow feather and the shape of the arrow on the arrow, and said, "from the appearance, it should come from the Madrid empire. But,..." Ravelli said with a thoughtful look, "will assassins carry weapons that show their identity when they act?"


    Ling Feng obviously thought of this, so his face didn''t show any disappointment.


    "However, it is possible to judge which organization they belong to according to the toxin on the arrow," Ravelli thought and said. Hearing Ling Feng''s eyes brighten, he asked, "how do you say it?"


    "There are not many organizations on the mainland that can master the use of toxins," Ravelli replied. "Among them, the most famous is blood killing tissue."


    "Blood kill?" Lingfeng secretly remembered the name.


    "By the way, Ling Feng, did you really force out the toxin in her body?" Ravelli asked.


    "Yes, what''s the matter?" Ling Feng wondered.


    Gullit, Rijkaard and others also looked at Ravelli curiously. They didn''t know why he asked. Is it strange to force toxins?


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    I''m a little tired at night. The chapter at 1 a.m. won''t be updated. Put it off until about four o''clock tomorrow afternoon. i ''m sorry.


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