The blade trembled slightly, and let out a melodious groan like a fairy sound, and the knife was completed!

Gongxi Crazy Knife still gritted his teeth, with a constipated look, trying to suppress the excitement in his heart, for fear that he would disturb Ling Chuxi again at the last moment.

"Okay, what are you doing in a daze?" Ling Chuxi saw Gongxi's crazy expression, and he didn't feel amused, so he reminded.

"Okay, that's fine?" Gongxi Crazy Knife woke up in shock, and he picked up the war knife with great joy and held it in his arms, so happy and excited that he burst into tears.

Ling Chuxi was a little disappointed, this time, he still couldn't refine the spirit weapon, it seemed that he was really lucky for the first time.

"Thank you for the grace of the sword." Gongxi Crazy Knife held the knife in both hands, knelt on one knee, and said to Ling Chuxi with the most solemn etiquette. Even if it wasn't a spiritual weapon, the quality of this sword had already exceeded his expectations, and it was far from being comparable to other swords in the family.

"Shhhh Ling Chuxi said suddenly.

Gongxi Crazy Dao looked at Ling Chuxi's gaze suspiciously, under the night, a black mist slowly dispersed, which exuded a faint fragrance of grass and trees, if it wasn't for Ling Chuxi's reminder, he wouldn't have found it at all.

"Poisonous!" Miyanishi's mad knife immediately reacted and clenched the long knife.

"Leave him alone, stand down." Ling Chuxi said with a few people in the palace west.

The Miyanishi Crazy Knife and a few people retreated willingly, hiding in the darkness.

"Can't help it so soon? But this time, I learned to be smarter, and I knew that I used poison. Ling Chuxi looked at the black mist that was quietly dispersing, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The night breeze blows, and the shadows of the trees sway, casting a faint shadow on the ground.

In the shadows, Yili was dressed in colorful clothes, staring at the mansion in front of her, a pitch-black demon beast leaned at her feet, a faint mist floated out of her mouth, melted into the night, and flowed slowly like a mist, enveloping the entire mansion.

Yili leaned down, his ears on the ground, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to the movement in the garden.

Except for the sound of a few human bodies falling to the ground softly, there was no sound, and there was silence in the house.

With a relaxed smile on her face, Yili stood up and patted the head of the demon beast under her feet. The demon beast whimpered and rubbed its head against her legs, looking very pleasant.

This is called the Fog Miasma Beast, which is a specialty of the swamps of Dongyi Miaojiang. The climate of Miaojiang is humid, the number of poisonous flowers and poisonous insects is endless, and the poisonous miasma is produced in many places, and the poisonous miasma in the swamp is perennial.

The misty beast lives in the swamp, and naturally undergoes the erosion of the poisonous miasma, and over time, it also contains toxins in its body, and can exhale mist with mist miasma.

Compared with ordinary poisons, this kind of poisonous mist sprayed by the mist miasma beast has been purified by itself, colorless and formless, with a kind of herbaceous fragrance, which is difficult to prevent.

Even the people of the Blood Beast Sect were not confident that they could prevent the poison of the misty beast, so the sect planted herbs that could dissolve the mist miasma all year round.

As both descendants of the sect, Yili has naturally heard of the great name of the Jindan Sect, how can ordinary poisons work against them?

Sure that the people inside were poisoned, Yili jumped over the gate and swaggered directly to Ling Chuxi's courtyard, she had been lurking for a long time and found out where Ling Chuxi lived.

The wind lantern hanging under the eaves swayed slightly, and the dim light revealed was even more blurry.