Nan Qing and Mo Xingsha left the encirclement, and the sounds of fighting between the two parties could be heard behind them.
The people of the Demon Cult are well-trained in their deadly attacks, and the disciples let out miserable screams and finally fell to the ground and died.
Sun Xueer was immediately frightened. She saw the figure in red walking away from the crowd.
That girl is really from the Demon Cult!
"Senior brother, ah! Senior brother, save me!" Sun Xueer's arm was slashed directly, causing her to scream in pain.
The senior brother quickly kicked away the person in front of her and stood in front of her with a sword: "Junior sister, follow the second junior brother."
"Okay... no, what will you do, senior brother, when we leave?"
"Senior brother will try his best to escape and meet you when the time comes. Come on!"
The sound of beating and killing became more and more distant.
The young man took Nan Qing and Mo Xingsha into the village.
There are thousands of children of the Demon Sect living in the village. It used to be the village where a group of bandits lived. The bandits have been running rampant here for decades. Until the Demon Sect took over the place, they had already driven out the bandits and killed them all.
If the Demonic Cult is bad, they drove away the bandits who took over the mountains for the people here. But if the Demonic Cult is good, then the Demonic Cult's reputation outside is notorious.
The mountains are all made of bamboo houses and courtyards. At first glance, they look like a cool and suitable place to live in summer.
"Holy girl, please come here, the leader. The helmsman has already prepared the rooms for the masters. The masters will take a look and see if they are satisfied."
The boy brought them to a bamboo house. The bamboo house had three floors, and the house was very well designed and always bright and clean.
Mo Xingsha: "It seems that this kind of building is the custom of their place. I heard people agree, but do you still like this house?"
"OK."
Nan Qing thought it was good.
Mo Xingsha turned back to the boy and said, "Let someone prepare hot soup for the saint to wash herself, and the meals will be prepared earlier."
"Yes." The boy left.
Nan Qing walked around the room, and she happened to see some wine on the table. She reached out and picked it up, put it to the tip of her nose and smelled it: "This wine smells delicious."
"You drunkard is starting to do it again."
Mo Xingsha stepped forward quickly and reached out to take her wine. Nan Qing took the wine bottle and quickly stepped back a few meters.
"Mo Xingsha, I haven't had a drink during this journey. Don't grab it. I'll put it down once I have a taste."
"I don't believe you taste it. You must have drank the entire pot."
Mo Xingsha still knew something about her. She was a little drunkard and even showed signs of alcoholism.
Mo Xingsha quickly stretched out his hand to grab it, but Nan Qing took a sip directly into his mouth without hesitation: "What a fragrant wine."
"As promised, you are not allowed to drink."
"I feel better after drinking..."
While Nan Qing was speaking, someone had already snatched the wine bottle in his hand, and Mo Xingsha delivered a cup of tea by courier: "Take a sip to get rid of the smell of alcohol on your body."
"Mo Xingsha, drinking alcohol is actually good for blood flow, can't you be more accommodating?"
"You have toxins in your body, so you can't drink alcohol."
Nan Qing sat down sullenly: "I must find out who poisoned you, I will crush him to ashes!"
Mo Xingsha's hand holding the wine bottle froze instantly, and a guilty look flashed across his face.
He put the jug on the table: "I heard that someone might have given you this poison...in which month and year and who gave you the poison while you were sleeping?"
"I must find out which unfilial descendant it is."