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She didn't withdraw her hand, but used her fingertips to carefully rub the black blue under the man's eyes, she always felt that the blue under the man's eyes was thicker.

"How?" asked the man next to him.

Liluo silently shook his head, looked at the young man's almost white lips, and whispered, "Two days have passed, and their faces look more like a corpse frozen in an ice coffin, than a person who is still breathing and has a normal pulse. ”

"I don't know what methods this demon cultivator used, not eating or drinking for a few days, these worldly people have no other abnormalities except for being unconscious, I really don't know the reason for this demon cultivator. Ming Zimu stood in a corner of the medical hall, and when he saw this, he interjected.

"Let's not wait for Senior Brother Xue to fetch the fish, the people outside still refuse to disperse, let's do it earlier in this enchantment. Fu Sihan said gently, "Senior Brother Ming, please bring the withered branches." ”

The spirit plant still looked like that, Fu Sihan didn't care, pinched off a little grass stalk at the end, his white fingers were stained with a little green juice, he rubbed his fingers on the person's lips, and the light green on the white looked very strange.

"Will it be useful?" Akiko stepped up.

But before he could say the next words, he was shocked to find that the juice on the young man's lips had disappeared as if they had evaporated.

"This, is this taken or dissipated?" Ming Zimu looked at the pale face, but found that the young man's face was still as calm as it had just been.

Fu Sihan didn't speak, he couldn't see the look in his eyes, he only lowered his head, tore the withered grass blade into a small piece the size of a fingernail, and pinched the faint man's jaw with the other hand, and placed the blade of grass between the man's lips.

But in less than a moment, it disappeared again.

His face was still so pale, and his eyelashes didn't flutter slightly, as if nothing had happened.

Liluo pursed his lips, snatched the withered branch from Fu Sihan's hand, and simply fed it directly to the man's lips.

As if it had been stirred up by fire, the leaves stained with the young man's lips were instantly scorched, and the black marks on the green edges of the young man looked like they were decaying. However, this was not the end of it, and the black traces were already visible at the speed at which the whole withered branch was eaten.

"Let go!" Fu Sihan roared.

Startled, he subconsciously let go, but the spiritual plant in his hand was long gone, and what he could see was the thin ash on the straw mat.

"This is ......" Ming Zimu was beside him, already stunned, and muttered blankly in his eyes.

"It's devouring. ”

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like a moment later, and she heard her voice say this.

Everything seems to be a little clear, why the people of Nanguan came here to buy it, not because of the serious situation of the "plague", but because the grass and blades they were feeding there were all destroyed like this.

"Damn, since that's all the way around, those people are still fighting with us for something, and the price of this broken grass in the auction house is still high. Xue Qing, who knew the situation after coming back, was holding the fish in one hand and scolding at the same time.

But what if those people have no other way?

Liluo sighed, and his thin hand led the little fingers of the faint man on the mat, and together with the nails, there was not the slightest blood, only the endless coldness.

"In this east corner, the withered ones are useless, or let's change to a slightly higher level spirit plant. Akiko wood proposed.

"No, no. Fu Sihan took the fish in Xue Qing's hand and flatly refused, "Worldly people can't use spirit plants, their bodies are weak, and they can't withstand the impact of the spirit energy in the spirit plants. If it weren't for the invasion of evil in their bodies, they tried to use the withered branches that were the most gentle and could brighten their minds. And, you see, how can it be considered useless?"

Liluo looked at everyone and found that the sea fish that Xue Qing was looking for had died after Fu Sihan fed the withered fish.

"The fish of the sea cannot withstand the conflict of two forces. Fu Sihan clapped his hands gently, "But, isn't this dryness useful?"

"So, is it because we don't use enough spirit plants?" Ming Zimu suddenly said, "People can withstand the aura in this low-level spirit grass, so they are not afraid of dying after being neutralized." And those Nanguan people probably know it, so they went to buy it aggressively, right?"

"It's not that the spirit plant is not enough, even if it is enough, I'm afraid the result will be the same. Fu Sihan said, "Haven't you noticed that the evil on this fish seems to be much lighter than on people." ”

"But isn't it obvious that people eat fish, and why do people have more fish than fish?"

When Fu Sihan heard this, he was silent, which was also what he couldn't figure out the most.

And Liluo's gaze gradually moved to the finger he was holding in his hand.

The aura gathered slightly, and with just a slight touch, the finger flowed out a bright red as if it had been pricked by a needle.

"What are you doing?!" Seeing all this, Xue Qing couldn't help but shout, Fu Sihan and Ming Zimu also turned their heads to look over, but they didn't pay attention to anyone, and their eyes watched fixedly as the small stream of blood flowed out of this pale finger, lined with a very red color.

……

This matter has long been different from the experience of the sect, involving the lives of other secular people, and the Nanguan Xiuzhen family is involved. Fu Sihan didn't dare to hold it up, and when he saw that Lingzhi was useless, he asked Ming Zimu and Xue Qing to hurriedly return to the sect to report. He wanted Liluo to go back with him, but Liluo didn't respond, and insisted on waiting for Chu Yan here with him.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Sihan paced, looking at the lying on the table, very seriously drawing something with a pen.

"Map?" he raised an eyebrow, a puzzled expression.

"Hmm. Liluo's hand kept moving, biting the pen from time to time to think, and then the pen continued to draw, "This is what I saw in the Mingli Hall, the terrain around here, roughly like this, right?"

"That's right...... Fu Sihan pondered, "but what's the use. Huh, what are you doing in circles in these cities?"

"Although Senior Sister Chu Yan has not yet returned from the investigation, she has just asked Senior Brother Ming privately, these cities are the cities they heard from the people of Nanguan that have been plagued. ”

Fu Sihan immediately understood her intentions, lowered his head and examined it carefully, and was a little uncertain for a while, "There doesn't seem to be any connection between them." ”

"Well, it looks like that. ”

"Looks?"

Liluo didn't say more, but raised his head, looked at Fu Sihan, and said word by word: "Do you think it's really the demon cultivator behind it?"

"Isn't it the Demon Cultivator's Society?" Fu Sihan smiled lightly, "Besides, didn't Xiao Changli think so before?"

"Yes, I did. Liluo put down his pen and said in a low voice, "Demon cultivators have always been bloodthirsty and ruthless, and they will do everything for their own cultivation, and killing people has never been a trivial matter for them. When they make a move, it always means that a group of innocent people have died. ”

"Then since that's the case, what is Xiao Changli suspicious?" Fu Sihan said.

"I don't understand...... I don't understand, what does the demon cultivator want from these people?" Li Luo was full of confusion, a little face made of pink and jade was crumpled, and he folded his hands and counted, "Demon cultivators obtain cultivation, probably nothing more than to obtain blood, internal organs, essence, and of course some more weird, such as beliefs, memories and other invisible and imperceptible things. Now the people of Pingcheng have passed out in a coma, and we don't know the latter two, but there is no obvious change in the pulse, breathing and other symptoms. And their complexions, if considered in normal terms, are very much like the phenomenon of excessive blood loss......"