Looking at the elixir, Chen Feng took it and had no intention of taking it.
Regardless of whether there is something wrong with this elixir, it is always better to be cautious.
Seeing that Chen Feng didn't eat, Jiang Zhujun raised his eyebrows and said nothing. If it were her, she wouldn't eat anything given by a stranger. Who knows if it's poisonous.
She only gave Chen Feng the elixir because he had saved them before.
As they stepped into the white mist, there was a clear smell of rot in their breath, mixed with a disgusting fishy smell.
Chen Feng used his spiritual energy to isolate the fog, followed them, and walked through the fog.
As time goes by, there is more and more fog around, and visibility is constantly decreasing.
"Zizzizi" The spiritual energy used by Chen Feng to protect his body was constantly being eroded by the mist, which was also accelerating the consumption of his spiritual energy.
"This spiritual energy can corrode spiritual energy. Please be careful and report any situation immediately." Jiang Zhuyun stared at the surroundings vigilantly to prevent any emergencies.
"Sister, stop quickly." The monkey shouted anxiously: "The white horse's wound is festering rapidly, and the poison pills are useless."
"How could this happen?" Jiang Zhujun looked anxiously at the white horse's wound that was exuding bursts of black water: "Didn't you use the herbs we prepared?"
"It's useless." Monkey looked at White Horse's worsening wounds and became anxious.
They had already lost four people and could not afford any more losses.
"Baima, use spiritual energy to protect your whole body." Jiang Zhujun made a decisive decision: "Monkey, you go out with Baima."
The reason why they did not use spiritual energy to protect their bodies was because they were afraid of encountering any unexpected situations. In addition, their own mist would corrode the spiritual energy and accelerate the consumption of spiritual energy.
If you use spiritual energy to protect your body too early, if something unexpected happens next and your spiritual energy is exhausted, it will be useless to say anything.
Chen Feng glanced at them and motioned for them to get out of the way: "Leave it to me."
"Can you do it? What can you do?"
"What do you want to do? Can you afford it if something happens?"
"Baima's situation can no longer be delayed. Don't waste your time."
...
The monkeys and others were talking around Chen Feng, obviously not believing it.
"If you delay any longer, he will really die."
As soon as these words came out, even Monkey and the others didn't believe it, so they moved out of the way knowingly. No one wanted to watch their brother who had been through life and death die like this.
Chen Feng took out a silver needle and pricked several of Baima's large acupuncture points, and then used the silver needle to seal the acupuncture points around the shoulders.
Chen Feng flicked his finger, and a touch of spiritual energy surrounded those silver needles.
Those silver needles seemed to come alive, emitting a dazzling light.
"This... this is the Xuanyi Sect. Are you from Xuan...?" Jiang Zhujun stared at Chen Feng in surprise.
"no."
"Then how could you?"
"Isn't it impossible to know it?" Chen Feng glanced at Jiang Zhuyun with a cold look. She felt a chill running down her spine for no reason and could not say a word.
With the regular rhythm of the silver needle, the color of the white horse's severed arm became darker, as if it had just been taken out of the inkwell.
Gradually, the silver needle stopped shaking. Chen Feng brought his fingers together and drew across the broken arm of the white horse.
A stream of black blood shot out instantly, bursts of white smoke rose up the moment it hit the ground, and a deep pit appeared on the ground.
With the black blood no longer dripping from the white horse's shoulders, the white horse's breathing became much calmer.
"You two get out of here, otherwise you will only be held back." Chen Feng was talking about Baima and the other injured person.