She didn't expect that this man was quite thick-skinned and not modest at all!
Yao slowly brushed away the thick fog in front of her, and a wide passage immediately appeared in front of her.
As soon as Han Huijunfu saved Shen Yuefuan from the hands of Yuchi Patriarchs, Bai Qingwu suddenly foamed at the mouth and fell convulsively on the boat.
"Help me...save me..."
Bai Qingwu's beautiful face was wrinkled into a ball, her clothes were soaked with sweat for a moment, her eyes were filled with pain, and she was rolling back and forth helplessly in the boat.
Mu Xin immediately ran to her side, put his fingers together, and injected a ball of spiritual light into her body.
"What happened to her? Did the miasma turn her into this?"
Yao Ranran looked at Mu Xin in confusion.
Mu Xin closed his eyes tightly and slowly opened them, his expression becoming somewhat solemn.
"The thing hidden in her body is not only miasma, but also voodoo!"
"Can voodoo be cured?" Yao Ranran asked.
Bai Qingwu's face was distorted in pain, and he scratched blood with his fingers. He reached out to her for help, "Help me, help me...Old, fellow countryman..."
Yao Ranran turned her head slightly and muttered: "Now I am talking about a fellow villager. When you framed me, you didn't see any fellow feeling at all!"
Bai Qingwu, whose body was eroded by pain, could not hear her whisper.
Mu Xin crossed his arms and walked back to the edge of the boat, leaving Bai Qingwu rolling on the ground in pain.
"The antidote to voodoo is in the hands of the three Wu brothers. He must have offended the Wu brothers to make him miserable."
"Three brothers from the Wu family? They can't be the three men in black robes from the lower realm, right?"
Perhaps after what happened to the Pu Yehai brothers, when Yao Ranran was slandered by the black-robed man for killing his two younger brothers, he sensitively connected the three brothers of the Wu family with the black-robed man.
Mu Xin stepped forward and lightly kicked Bai Qingwu, "Those three brothers always like to wear black robes. If this woman has really met them, then they must have gone to the lower world."
With his gentle kick, Bai Qingwu immediately curled up into a ball, his whole body filled with ice and fire, and life was worse than death.
"Yes, yes...it's them!"
Bai Qingwu's voice was weak and trembling.
It seems that the more severe the pain in her body, the more sensitive she is to external sounds.
"Why do you get together with people in the spirit world? Apart from helping them occupy the lower world, do you have any other plans?"
Yao Ranran's voice was as gentle as water.
At this moment, this clear spring-like voice reached Bai Qingwu's ears, and it was like fairy music flowing through her heart. Her mind seemed to wake up for a moment, and the pain left her body.
"I have other plans...I want them to help me kill you..."
Mu Xin, who was standing next to him and was about to kick him again, was startled, and then opened his mouth.
"Who is this woman? She is so brave!"
Yao Ranran also looked stunned, "You... want to kill me?"
"Kill Yao Ranran... But his younger brothers are all dead, it seems all because of me... Maybe you killed both of his younger brothers, so he captured me from the dungeon of the Holy Palace, poisoned me and tortured me... "
At this time, Bai Qingwu didn't even realize what he had said.
She blurted out the truth in a daze and stretched out her hands to help helplessly.
Yao Ranran pressed her eyebrows and said, "Today I finally understand what it means to take the blame on yourself!"
Mu Xin looked at Bai Qingwu amusedly, "Now the Immortal Master will not save you even if he can! Let's see what we are doing below. Should we let these four ferocious beasts out for a walk?"
There was evil intention in his eyes, as if he was just waiting for Yao Ranran to agree, and then he would go down with the four ferocious beasts to cause trouble in the Wuxiang Sect.
Yao Ranran kicked the moaning Bai Qingwu into the cabin and cleared the thick fog again.
"What's going on down there?"
She looked over curiously.
Mu Xin squinted his eyes and looked down together, and whispered: "The ability to control miasma at will is what many spiritual world monks dream of..."
Yao Ranran didn't pay attention to what he was talking to himself. She looked at Han Huijun's back and heard the conversation between Shen Yuofu and him.
"Senior brother, has the matter at Soul Mountain been resolved?"
Shen Yuefu took the healing elixir and asked Han Huijun with concern.
Han Huijun resisted Patriarch Yuchi's attack while distractedly replying: "Junior brother, I met Patriarch Morui at Soul Mountain!"
Shen Yuofu adjusted his breathing for a moment, opened his eyes and said in surprise: "Ancestor Morui went to Hunling Mountain in advance? Then why didn't he come back with you?"
Patriarch Yuchi moved fiercely, forcing Han Huijun to retreat step by step, "Junior Brother, Patriarch is dead! I have found a new helper!"
Before Shen Yuofu could speak, Yuan Kong, who was fighting against the former master of Miaoyun Sect not far away, answered.
"Sect Leader Han, you said that Ancestor Morui is dead, and you have found a new helper?"
Yuankong is filled with incredible golden light, like a blazing sunset, but the range illuminated by the sunlight is only one foot.
Han Huijun caught a glimpse of his golden light from the corner of his eye and said happily: "It turns out that Master Yuankong is here too, how great it is!"
"Amitabha, actually the young monk is here, but the situation is really not good..."
Mu Jialing formed a golden seal and broke through the dense fog miasma. A sixteen-legged centipede flew out from Patriarch Yuchi's sleeves and spewed out clouds of green poisonous mist and hit him directly.
"Buddha, be careful!" Han Huijun shouted loudly.
However, the appearance of the poisonous centipede was so sudden that Mu Jialing had no idea that the other party would use such despicable means. His whole body was wrapped in the poisonous mist of the centipede, and the miasma swallowed him up.
In the blink of an eye, Han Huijun and others could no longer see his figure.
Yuan Kong looked away worriedly. Taking advantage of this gap, the former head of the Miaoyun Sect threw out ten thousand spears, penetrated the golden cassock, and inserted them into two of his shoulders.
Yuan Kong groaned and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth without saying a word.
The former leader of the Miaoyun Sect smiled proudly, "Old Bald Donkey, didn't I say that with the golden cassock protecting your body, you would be immortal? It seems that as long as it disturbs your mind, the legend of the golden cassock can be ignored!"
He didn't give Yuan Kong any time to breathe. He attacked quickly and fiercely, aiming his moves at Yuan Kong's heart.
Next to him, Lieutenant Chi Patriarch Han Huijun's palm fell to the ground like withered leaves. He looked at the miasma in the air and yelled with all his strength.
"Save us! The Wuxiang Sect is all yours!"
"Senior brother!" Shen Yuofu quickly rushed to his withered body and picked him up in his arms.
"Ancestor Morui has died. Who are you asking for help?"
Shen Yuofu fed him the pill in confusion.
Han Huijun looked straight at the sky.
"It's her. Just as you guessed, she is the antidote to the miasma in the spiritual world!"
Shen Yuofu followed his gaze blankly. The hazy white light pushed away the miasma on both sides, and a familiar purple dress came into view. He saw the woman's stunning face.
"As agreed, the treasure house of Wuxiang Sect is mine!"
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