Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

"Master, how come the symptoms of these people are so similar to the symptoms of poison poisoning in a village and town before?" Bei Yi said.

The candlelight in the room reflected his figure. Bei Yi watched him slowly take off his clothes, his eyes were on fire again.

"The symptoms are indeed similar, but there are no traces of poison on these people."

After staying in Wanyueqin for a few days, things did not make any progress.

On winter nights, there was heavy snow and strong winds.

Wan Xinan hurriedly ran over: "Lord Hanxian, please go and help quickly. All the disciples in the sect are sick."

After leaving the door of the house, one could hear howls and screams from a distance, the harsh sound of weapons clashing, and thick smoke billowing in the distance.

"The water is leaking, the water is leaking, hurry up and put out the fire."

"It's gone."

The master and disciples flew away in a hurry, and the scene was in chaos. There were disciples of the sect who were sick and turned into poisonous people everywhere. There were corpses all over the ground, and the surrounding houses were burned to the point of collapse by the fire.

Snow was pouring down.

A few people fought among thousands of poisonous people, and Elder Feng Chen also led his disciples to fight hard.

Bei Yi held Mo Chen and stood in front of Han Ziyu. Mo Chen quickly spun and chopped off the heads of several sick disciples. The blood on the ground looked terrifying.

Wan Xinan: "Are they really hopeless?"

"There's no way to save it." Han Ziyu said coldly.

After completely becoming a poisonous person, he has lost his vital signs and has become the so-called living dead.

Blood dyed the heavy snow red, and poisonous people swarmed over.

Han Ziyu was fighting among the poisonous people with Wu Ge, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, Wu Ge was like a jewelry in his hand, but his posture changed and he leaned back, and the Wu Ge in his hand actually wiped dozens of people His neck, blood sprayed all over the ground.

He took a step back and flew away. The sound of Wu Ge Kongming sounded, and dozens of poisonous people were wiped on their necks one after another in the light of swords.

After clearing the poisonous people for a week, he sat cross-legged on the ground and formed a formation to resist the poisonous people.

Upon seeing this, Bei Yi immediately used his kung fu to help his master form a formation.

After the formation was formed, Xi Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "There are not many surviving disciples of Wanyue Tan."

Han Ziyu threw a bottle of medicinal powder to Xi Qing: "Treat the injury on your arm."

Su Qing took the powder and pressed it down on Xi Qing: "I'll bandage it for you."

Xi Qing immediately thought of sleeping with him in the past few days, and then pushed him away: "I can do it myself."

"You can not."

"I can!" Xi Qing argued.

Shu Qing approached: "You can't."

Xi Qing avoided his gaze and allowed him to bandage herself.

Bei Yi smiled, it seems that these two people are having fun, Qing Qing, you dare to be so domineering to this arrogant young man, you did a great job.

The master and disciples held up the formation and waited for Elder Feng Chen and a group of disciples to arrive. Wan Yueqin's poisonous people were all imprisoned.

Soon Li Wudao and Lei Kejing also came to Wanyue Tan.

Wan Qiyun looked tired: "Thank you for helping Wan Yueqin survive this disaster."

Lei Kejing stroked his beard: "We are both from the cultivating sect, and Lei Yingfeng is quite close to Wanyue Tan, so we should help."

Xi Qing rolled his eyes at the old man and said in a low voice: "How hypocritical. Lei Yingfeng is at the border between Fang Yuan and Gu Tiao. He is obviously afraid that the poisonous people will come to the border and bring harm to them, so Lei Yingfeng will come here to help. Li Yingfeng is here to help." It’s taken so long to come so close, people who are greedy for life and afraid of death..."

"Okay, just say a few words." Han Ziyu said.

Wan Qiyun sighed: "Langyue Palace is very close to our sect, and now we are also experiencing misfortune. I hope everyone can lend a helping hand."

"What, Langyue Palace is not a closed sect dealing with the funeral of leader Ou Hong. The sect is going through a great chaos. How can there be a poisonous crisis?" Xi Qing said.

Feng Chen brought people over: "Han Guang, I will take people to Langyue Palace. You can help them solve the crisis in Wanyue Tan first."

Xi Qinyi patted Xi Qing's shoulder: "Son, your mother-in-law made you a suit of armor."

Xi Qing looked at the blue shirt in front of him. There were spiritual weapons and armor on the shirt to protect the location of his heart. But the more he looked at it, the more suitable it felt for purification.

"Did Aniang really make this for me?"

"Yes."

"It's so childish. I won't wear it. How can anyone wear armor?"

Xi Qinyi's face changed and his smile disappeared: "Your mother has to wear it even if she doesn't."

"Oh, I understand, Dad." Xi Qing respectfully took the shirt and put it on.

After discussing the countermeasures, the four sects immediately set out from Wanyueqin to solve the poisonous crisis in Fang Yuan area.

Bei Yi turned around and laughed: "Master Xi really looks like a dog when he puts on his shirt."

"Shut up, sir!"

"Look at this armor, tsk tsk tsk, it really doesn't match your arrogant temperament."

"Okay, stop making trouble." Han Ziyu shook his sleeves and walked away.

Han Wuchou flew out of the bottle: "Zi Yu, Zi Yu, haven't I seen you for so long, have you missed me?"

Bei Yi hurriedly rushed over and stood in front of Han Wuchou, his fingers clenched and his eyes filled with possessiveness and anger.

Han Wuchou pursed his lips and immediately changed his words: "Han Xianzun, there are traces of illusion magic here."

"Illusion?" Bei Yi said.

"Well, the level of this illusion spell is very high."

Several people were confused, how could such a good person have an illusion?

"Can you detect the illusion?" Han Ziyu asked.

"No, the technique is high-level, and my cultivation has not reached that level yet."

Bei Yi sneered: "You have been following my master for so many years, but you have not made any progress in your cultivation. The body you have cultivated still looks like a swinger. You really can't do anything."

Han Wuchou was speechless: "Why, are you jealous of my appearance and jealous that Zi Yu has known me earlier than you?"

"shut up!"

Just when Bei Yi made his move, Han Wuchou immediately turned into a ray of green light and escaped into the bottle.

Mu Yuan smiled from the side.

Xi Qing touched his chin, always feeling that the atmosphere was strange. He couldn't pinpoint what was strange. He kicked Su Qing: "Your master is really sick."

The master and disciples stayed in Wanyueqin to deal with the poisonous people in the sect.

Seven days have passed, and Fang Yuan's poisonous people have almost been dealt with. Several sects reunited with Wanyue Tan, who was preparing for tomorrow's banquet to thank the various sects for their help.

Late at night came, and both master and apprentice were exhausted. After dinner, Bei Yi took Han Ziyu to the wooden house in the backyard, planning to go in again to check for clues.

A black shadow flashed.

Han Ziyu immediately flew up and followed quietly, followed closely by Bei Yi.

The black shadow shuttled through the backyard, came to the wellhead and stayed for a while, then flew to the Villa and continued to search for the wellhead.

Han Ziyu released his spiritual power and opened his wrist. The blood condensed into a talisman. He moved his fingers hard and the talisman chased the man in black.

"Master, what was that just now?"

"My blood talisman can leave a mark on him silently."

"Oh."

"What did you learn in the clerical class?" Han Ziyu asked fiercely.

"Disciple listened, but"

"It goes in one ear and out the other!" Han Ziyu was angry that he didn't live up to his expectations and left angrily.