Xiaoice tilted his head and sensed it for a long time before he replied uncertainly: "It's just a very strange and a little scary thing." ”

After lifting the chain with his hand and carefully examining it for a moment, Mu Xici glanced at Xiaoice again, not sure what to do with this stone gate.

Behind this stone gate should be the way out to break the formation, but Xiaoice said that there was something strange.

Is this door not the other 'door'?

The cold touch on the iron chain made Mu Xi's speech cold all over his body. The amount of time she spent in these eight formations was so much that even she couldn't believe it. I don't know how the fat girl is now, and what the situation is outside.

Feeling the rust in her hand, she let go of the chain, and at the moment when she lowered her head, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind. It took half an hour, and Mu Xici was finally able to break out.

"Roll up!"

Mu Xici looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't believe his eyes. In less than a month, He Juanjuan, who still had an oval face, lost most of his weight.

The black qi that occasionally passed on his face before was actually imprinted on He Juan in a high-sounding manner. In particular, the interlaced lines on the face are like white walls covered with withered vines, which makes people feel shocked.

As soon as he stepped on the white boots, Mu Xici flew around the border of the Bamen Formation and flew to his friend's side, hurriedly investigating the other party's injuries.

There was not much spiritual energy left in He Juanjuan's body, and the black qi in his body was like a man-eating insect sucking He Juanjuan's life force. Mu Xitian didn't lie to her at this point, if she didn't come out, in a few days, there would be no accidents, it should be the deadline for He Juan.

Mu Xici, who was in a hurry, suddenly heard a sharp whistle. At the same time, four crows soared into the air, speeding away in different directions.

Damn, she was careless after seeing He Juan Juan.

Ning Mei summoned the broken line qin with one hand, and Mu Xi spread out his divine sense, and at the same time plucked the strings and hit the four crows in the air.

The sound of the violin accompanied by a fierce murderous aura killed three of them in a blink of an eye. Only the crow on the west side turned around after hearing the whistle and escaped.

Raising his hand was another series of slaughtering sounds, but unfortunately the crow had flapped its wings and disappeared.

Mu Xici retracted his gaze. With a blank face, he hooked a bass note and struck in the opposite direction where the crow flew out on the east side. Along with the killing sound, there is also her fleeting figure.

As soon as the firefly whip came out, she and the visitor passed thirty moves in a few breaths.

When she returned to He Juanjuan's side, there was an extra corpse in her hand that had been dragged all the way. Placing the corpse flat on the side, Mu Xici rummaged through the corpse's clothes and Qiankun bag for the antidote, and his apricot eyes were dim and unclear.

The ironwood plaque hanging on his waist and the green disciple's robe all show the identity of this disciple, none other than the Spirit Heart Pavilion.

The people of the Spirit Heart Pavilion want to be ashamed, and she can understand that they are hindering themselves in the Imperial Sword Pavilion and the Sanqing Pavilion. But the other party will obey Mu Xitian's orders, and commit suicide by taking poison in order not to divulge the secret. It just made her figure it out.

The crow that was released was probably going to find Mu Xitian to report the news, and I believe that if she doesn't leave, it won't be long before she faces a vicious battle. But the black gas on the body can't be delayed.

Gathering the aura at his fingertips, Mu Xici swiped lightly on his wrist, and then hung his wrist above He Juanjuan's head. Due to the fact that she had not been able to figure out the power of her aura not long after the foundation was built, the opening was accidentally deepened.

Large beads of blood fell from the wound into He Juanjuan's mouth, but Mu Xici, who had a finger on his left wrist, didn't even move his eyebrows. She is now pinning all her hopes on her own blood, which can cure all kinds of poisons.

The antidote was not in the disciple's body. If the blood can't dissolve the black qi on He Juanjuan's body, she can only take the risk of 'waiting for the rabbit' and waiting for Mu Xitian to deliver the antidote.

As the blood continued to flow into He Juanjuan's mouth, the black lines on his face began to slowly squirm. Is it the meaning of getting better? Seeing this, Mu Xici used his aura to add another one more to the wound on his wrist.

The lines move faster and faster. After crawling all over He Juanjuan's body, it slowly turned into a burst of black gas and drifted towards Mu Xici's wound. The slightest trace of black qi was like encountering tempting food, and it burrowed into the bleeding hole one after another with thorns all over its body.

Mu Xici's wrist was numb, and He Juanjuan on the ground rolled in pain due to the black qi peeling off. It was the first time she had seen such a scroll.

The fat girl who used to follow her to eat and drink. He Fatniu, who once slapped the table and paid the bill when she was penniless, once cried and scolded her for being reckless in front of her bed. Now he is rolling on the ground with a pale face, and even scratches blood marks on his body with his hands.

"Master...... A ...... Where are you...... It's starting to hurt again......"

Draw a talisman. Mu Xici gritted his teeth and slapped on the other party's body, and sat cross-legged on the side. It seems that Juan Juan has been hurting for a month, and she came out late.

Although I don't know what this black gas is about, it would be best if this move could save He Juanjuan. She didn't know how to unravel this black qi, but Mu Xitian didn't want her to die happily, so it wasn't inexplicable for her.

A quarter of an hour is not long or short.

The black qi had all been transferred to wrap around her entire arm, making her lose control of her left arm. He Juan on the side fainted due to pain, the blood was still there, but his breathing was steady, as if he had survived the difficulty.

As soon as Mu Xici wrapped He Juan on the ground with a firefly whip and was about to leave, a flying sword suddenly appeared in the air, forcing her to withdraw her magic weapon and control the whip to resist.

"Break the formation and build the foundation, you have the ability, little bastard. ”

"Instigating murder, Mu Xitian, your skills are not bad. ”

Zhensleeve recalled the long sword with a wave, and Mu Xitian angrily broke the beak eagle under his feet with a sword. Splashed with eagle blood, he laughed and flew to the opposite side of Mu Xici.

"Dare to be stubborn when you die! After inhaling the evil breath, do you think you can live until the fifteenth of next month?"

"Wouldn't it be better for you to die sooner that I would die?"

Glancing gloomily at the other party, Mu Xitian stretched out his tongue to lick the blood stains next to his eyes, and gently stroked the tip of the sword: "I want you to die." But if you die too early and die too happily, I can't be happy. ”

Mu Xici, who pursed his lips, did not answer, but used the aura of his whole body in the hope of being able to summon back the control of his left hand. The moment the other party licked the blood, the speed was extremely fast, but she still saw it clearly. Mu Xitian clearly spit out a snake core!

"Why don't you speak, are you afraid? Demon girls are also afraid of people? Didn't you shout to kill me back then? Come on, you can come!"

"If you give me the antidote to evil spirit, I will have a good fight with you, whether I live or die. ”

"Hahaha...... Mu Xitian's smiling face suddenly became hideous: "Mu Xici, you have loved to play tricks and be opportunistic since you were a child. I'll give you the antidote, and then let you run away right under my nose? Unfortunately, there is no antidote to the evil spirit, even if I want to play Eagle Catch, I can't do it. ”

"Since there is no antidote to evil qi, I am also a dying person. Why don't you tell me the truth, and let me be a ghost. Why do the people of the Spirit Heart Pavilion obey you, and what is your ultimate purpose in doing this?"

Mu Xici looked at the other party seriously, and tapped three positions in the void with his right hand as he asked.

"Mu Xici, what tricks do you want to play?"

"I don't live more than a month with the evil spirit in my body, what tricks can I play. Could it be that Mu Xitian is still afraid of me?"

"Hah...... Little mongrel, do you think this trick will be useful? ”

While the two were talking, red wolf smoke suddenly rose from the other end of the clearing. Because it is the distress signal of Sanqing Pavilion, it is extremely eye-catching in a green forest.

Mu Xitian turned his head to look at it, and then smiled and put the sword to his side: "Playing such a little trick again." The Sanqing Pavilion army is trapped in a mess, who else do you want to save you? Qin Shaofeng, who is full of holes, or Fang Yu who can only put flowers on the shelves?"

"Mu Xitian, don't forget that you are also a disciple of the Sanqing Pavilion. The head of Xuanyuan is your master, and Fang Yu is your senior brother. ”

As soon as the words fell, a sword aura swept over Mu Xici's ears, if she hadn't reacted quickly, I was afraid that she would have been cut off more than just the broken hair in her ears.

"If you don't mention Old Man Xuanyuan, I can make you feel better. Now that you've mentioned it, it makes me want to give you a sword and a sword now. Mu Xitian, whose forehead was full of black qi, swept his sleeve robe and there were five sword qi.

"Xuanyuan, that old immortal, because Old Man Yufeng has repeatedly locked me up for ten years. There are a bunch of old immortals in the Sanqing Pavilion, and it doesn't take long for them to fall in love with a good-for-nothing bastard like you. Fortunately, I have practiced the divine skills, and when the matter is done, I will be able to kill the Sanqing Pavilion to the bottom!"

Unexpectedly, Mu Xitian's goal was to clear the Sanqing Pavilion. Who is his backing and dares to let out such big words.

Mu Xici rolled his eyes and said loudly: "One day as a teacher and a father for life, Mu Xitian, this is how you treat your master and sect? If you want to be arrogant, don't forget that the head of the sect is a veritable master of Yuanying!"

"What is Xuanyuan Lao immortal? even if it is in the late Yuan Infant period, it is correct!"

His right hand was stunned, and he couldn't believe what he heard. Yuan Ying is not afraid in the later stage, but the person behind the other party is actually the predecessor of the god transformation stage.

If it is a senior in the Transformation Period, it is estimated that it is a matter of raising hands to destroy the Sanqing Pavilion. Why bother sending Mu Xitian, a clown who has just built a foundation, to jump up and down here, and spend so much time on the near and far.

Carrying the spiritual breath and dodging the tricky sword qi in a slight step, Mu Xici took the time to move He Juan Roll with a fire whip and moved it away a little.

"Just by virtue of your cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, do you want to compete with the master? ”

"The old immortal doesn't need me to make a move, naturally someone ......" Mu Xitian suddenly raised his sword as he spoke, separating the sword qi that swept through the thousands of armies in the distance.

"Hmph, it's coming quickly. Since you're here, let's go and never return!" (To be continued......)