Chapter 374 Jianghu: Demon Cult Witch (62)

Lu Ke was silent for a while, leaning back, his face expressionless, only the fingers holding the armrest were trembling faintly.

Now, he not only lost his sword.

There is nothing left.

Jiaoyang ran into the woods in anger.

Of course she knew that what Lu Ke said was not true and his purpose was to drive her away. But just because of this, she was even more disappointed.

"You let go of my hand first, so don't blame me."

Her eyes darkened, and she was about to go back when she suddenly remembered something - she was on the same path.

Since this was in ancient times, she also saw many strange things here, such as fragrant powder that can make it easier to find the way. Jiaoyang used to rely on it to find the way. However, now that she was in a hurry, she didn't even think of spreading the incense.

Fan this thing.

Jiaoyang opened her eyes wide and looked around: Where is this coming from?

On a hot day, there were even more bugs. Jiaoyang walked around outside, catching bugs all the way, but couldn't find the way back, and she became more and more irritable.

She came to the foot of a big tree and kicked the trunk as if to vent her anger. The whole tree trembled and the leaves fell.

"In all these years, except for that man, I have never seen you get so angry with anyone or anything else." A voice came from above her head, its sound was like running water hitting a stone, with a slight rising tone at the end.

The clothes are extremely unhurried and unhurried.

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows, not surprised by the man's appearance here. Anyway, he has always been elusive, even when he was in the Shenyue Sect. He has not changed at all for so many years.

Looking up, he saw that his toes were pointed on the branch, his arms were folded across his chest, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he was looking at her from top to bottom.

Wearing a white and blue robe, his broken hair was flying in the wind. There was a blood butterfly on his fingertips, with butterflies surrounding him. His expression was arrogant, as always, the unique high profile of Baiye Liufeng.

"After so many years, the way you appear is still as sudden and flashy as ever."

The corner of Jiaoyang's mouth twitched, "What are you doing standing so high? It shows how good you are at Qinggong."

Baiye Liufeng narrowed his eyes, tilted his head, and stared at her for a while, then jumped down from the branch.

"What are you doing here?" Jiaoyang glanced at him and glanced at the grass casually. "Come to me to avenge your two ignorant subordinates?"

Fatty and Bald Man were hiding in the grass. When they heard this, they looked at each other and their eyes widened: Master Yi said they don't know how to look?!

"Without them, how would I find you."

There was a smile on Baiye Liufeng's lips. It was not the kind of smile that made people feel comfortable. It was the kind of smile that made people feel like "this man deserves to be beaten". In the eyes of others, he just didn't know how full he was.

What kind of bad ideas does this man with a bad stomach have?

"What are you going to do again?" Jiaoyang suddenly remembered something and stretched out her hand to him, "By the way, give me the antidote."

He glanced at her, then frowned slightly and said calmly: "What antidote."

"The antidote for Qixing Jiumang Powder. Although I also have an antidote, I still want to get the antidote directly from you, so that it will be less likely to make them suspicious.

By the way, give me the antidote to Fu Meng Powder as well. That ignorant child of mine used poison indiscriminately. I was in a hurry this time and didn’t bring the antidote."

After experiencing so many things, Chu Lianjue should wake up.
Chapter completed!