Zi Mo Ri let go of Meng Jinxi, and Meng Jinxi walked towards the bed and said, "Brother Yichen, you help me watch, and the black gas that will come out of An Mochen's body will be contained in this bottle." After speaking, he handed Dongfang Yichen a small bottle, which was stained with blood, and Yin Hong bloomed lotus.

Dongfang Yichen looked at Meng Jinxi's cautious expression, nodded, agreed, took the small porcelain bottle, opened the cork, and stood by at any time.

I saw the purple light in Meng Jinxi's hand entering An Mochen's body, and then I saw that the black smoke was slowly oozing out of the pores on the surface of An Mochen's skin.

The hand holding the small porcelain bottle only felt hot, and Dongfang Yichen almost threw the small porcelain bottle out, but he still withdrew his hand at the moment of taking it off, did not throw it away, and instead used mana to form a faint protective film so as not to be burned.

Then the red lines on the small porcelain vase began to glow, brighter and brighter, and the red eyes were burning.

Dongfang Yichen looked at the red light as if it would be sucked in, and then forced himself not to look at the red light again, so as not to be confused.

Meng Jinxi didn't have the strength to take care of the others, but the purple light slowly penetrated An Mochen's various acupoints with Meng Jinxi's fingers flying in the air.

Seeing them like this, Zi Mo knew that this matter could not be completed in a while, so he put an enchantment in the room, and walked out, focusing on the sky outside the house, and the last words that Meng Jinxi said to him just now were:

"Looking out of the house for a while, I think that if the rotting corpse comes out to make trouble, then there will definitely be a black mist flying out and flying towards his lair, this time I must find out who is behind the scenes, I always feel that this time the person is the same person who harmed Suyun last time."

Zi Mo looked at the sky, and refused to let go of a corner, and finally felt a little uncomfortable, not easy to observe, his figure flashed, and then turned into white light, flew into the sky, stood in the clouds, standing in the air in white clothes, standing in the void, looking at the world, and looking at all beings.

Meng Jinxi was in the room, one forcing the black gas outward, and the other collecting the black gas into the bottle.

After a while, sure enough, a black mist rose and rushed out with lightning speed.

Zi Mo saw this black mist, his eyes crossed with coldness, and sure enough, it was really a rotting corpse doing trouble! This time, I'm going to see who I know to help the rotting corpse escape the seal! If he knew, he would definitely make that life worse than death, who let him hurt Jin'er.

When I think of Meng Jinxi, I think of the eyes that were blind because of the rotting corpse, which were originally as beautiful as blood glass, but now, it is bleak inside, and it hurts to think about it.

Seeing that the black mist had slowly disappeared into the air, Zi Mo's figure flew quickly in the direction of the black mist.

In the room, Meng Jinxi slowly used his mana to force the black gas outward, and Dongfang Yichen collected the black gas into the bottle, which has always been obedient, and the black gas has not been too commotionious.

However, in the end, a scene that no one expected appeared, the vial in Dongfang Yichen's hand was originally fine, but then I don't know why, it slowly expanded, and Dongfang Yichen hurriedly suppressed it with mana, but who knows, it backfired, and the small porcelain bottle in his hand exploded!

The porcelain pieces splashed around, Dongfang Yichen didn't think about it, and directly protected Meng Jinxi with his body.

The back was splashed by the scattered splashes and debris, and the black gas slowly poured in・・・・・・

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