Chapter 1543: Saved from Peril
"Jiuqing, can you contact Fengxue?" Luo An'an asked weakly, "I always have a bad premonition......
Mo Jiuxiao nodded, took out the twin mirrors and began to summon Feng Xue. But the figure of Feng Xue never appeared in the twin mirrors.
"Looks like something happened. Mo Jiuxiao's expression immediately became serious: "Luo Luo, let's go back to the sect immediately." ”
The two of them couldn't return to the sect, because they had just been on the road for ten minutes before they saw a large number of corpses, some monks and some demon beasts, piled up into a mountain......
There are mosquitoes all around, and only they can fly around safely, and from time to time float to a corpse and gnaw two mouthfuls of carrion.
The bloodshed was so shocking that they had to stop.
"How, how could it be ......"
Luo An'an has also seen many scenes of corpses all over the field, so this time there is no discomfort, just surprise. Is this a demon beast slaughtering the city, otherwise how could the casualties be so serious?
Just thinking about it, Mo Jiuxiao's twin mirrors suddenly had a sense, and the two hurriedly went to look, but they only saw Rong Ke with a sick face.
"Why are you, Fengxue?" Mo Jiuxiao frowned.
"Ahem, cough, cough," Rong Ke coughed violently, and his originally gray eyes finally showed a glimmer of light after seeing Luo An'an: "Master, you are finally back, ahem, ahem!"
"Why are you sick, where is the wind and snow, what is going on now?" There are so many questions to ask, Luo An'an almost has to suspect that they have been in Honghuamen for three hundred years instead of three years, otherwise how could Zhongzhou have changed in a short period of time?
"Fengxue is already sick and can't get up, cough cough, cough cough, I also have the same disease. Master, come back and save the snowstorm, he can't hold it anymore. Ahem, ahem!" After saying a paragraph, Rong Ke had already coughed several times.
Luo An'an's face turned pale: "What kind of illness is born, isn't there an alchemist in the vast immortal cultivation world who can cure it? Even the Heavenly Gate Sect can't cure the wind and snow?!"
"Yes, cough, cough, it's corpse poison. Rong Ke covered his mouth and coughed painfully, "Alchemists can only refine pills, they can't find the right elixir, cough cough cough." ”
Mo Jiuxiao took the twin mirrors from Luo An'an's hand, and said to the person opposite with a cold face: "I know, let's go back immediately." You hold on a little longer to appease your men. ”
"Luo Luo, let's go, let Lingyue take us away!" Mo Jiuxiao set fire to all the bones around him, along with those pesky insects and flies.
Luo An'an immediately said no more, and directly called Lingyue to come out and take them away.
Lingyue is a holy weapon, even if he has suffered a lot of damage, he can still be compared to these artifacts of Linlang, and his speed can be regarded as the fastest in the Lingguang Continent. Originally, he could return to the General Pavilion in a quarter of an hour, but on the way, Mo Jiuxiao stopped for a while and burned all the areas full of corpses and bones with the Nine Shadows Flame, clearing the source of the corpse poison, and only then did he arrive at the Eared General Pavilion on the partition wall two hours later.
At this moment, they don't care about what will be exposed, and it is important to treat Fengxue first.
"Ahem, master. After seeing the figures of Luo An'an and Mo Jiuxiao, Rong Ke was surprised and delighted, almost thinking that this was his hallucination. He took a step forward, thought of something and took a few steps back: "No, no, master, you should leave first, don't be sick by me." ”
Luo Anan stepped forward angrily and grabbed his wrist to check his pulse: "If you can really pass the illness to me, you can count yourself capable." ”
After checking his words, Luo An'an relaxed slightly. Although Rong Ke's body is extremely weak, he is not fundamentally damaged, and he will be fine when he recovers.
"Eat this, take me to see Fengxue!" An Baobao ordered resolutely, like a strong woman.