The Night King rarely uses the Scythe of Death on weekdays, and with such a large array of search techniques and such large fluctuations in spiritual power, it will still disturb many spiritual power people around.

Such a large consumption of spiritual power is also quite difficult for Xuan Mo, even if his fine control power is becoming more and more sophisticated, he can only search for an approximate range.

Strengthened his vision and hearing, he could even hear the subtle tremors of the wind, and with such keen perception, he locked the direction in the basement, opened the wooden door that had been sealed for a long time, and gradually walked deeper into the ground......

"Hey, come out. ”

Xuan Mo's cold voice echoed in the narrow stone wall corridor, and his calm eyes could see the things around him clearly without the light around him.

This is the privilege of being the Night King.

The metal boots squeaked against the staircase that had fallen into disrepair, and the staircase was about to shatter at any time, struggling to bear the weight of Xuanmo's body.

Since it had been uninhabited for a long time, the dust flew away with his movements, forming a foggy space.

Xuan Mo wrapped his body with spiritual power to prevent the dust from affecting his breathing and movements, and just like that, he walked to the depths of the basement as if he had entered a no-man's land.

After the narrow corridor, there is a wide space that is dark and dull, and the top is a stone wall, dripping with a fishy smell......

Xuan Mo twisted the drop of water on the tip of his finger, and found that the dark red color turned out to be human blood.

He had to quicken his pace and look inside.

The rapid breathing revealed his thoughts, and he always had a bad premonition.

However, this murderer is just an ordinary person, and he doesn't have the so-called spiritual power at all, but at such a distance, Xuan Mo felt that someone was hiding in that direction.

The sound of clear breathing came from far and near, and Xuan Mo's footsteps were steady, as if he was stepping on the top of this person's head.

"I advise you to come out now. ”

Xuan Mo persuaded him with this kind word, but the other party didn't appreciate it at all, and directly threw the items in his hand over and smashed them on Xuan Mo's body.

Xuan Mo had just used spiritual power as his protection, and this crockpot and other items naturally couldn't hurt him.

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

The man saw that he couldn't run away, so he stood up and questioned Xuan Mo.

Desperately grabbed the tables and chairs at hand, and threw some heavy stones and the like on Xuanmo.

But this didn't stop Xuan Mo's speed, his steady steps carried a strong killing intent, and even the death scythe on his shoulder couldn't wait to drink someone's blood.

"You don't have the right to know who I am, so you will detoxify her first. ”

Xuan Mo mentioned the poison, but the murderer's expression was very confident, and he suddenly understood that he had a handle in his hand, and that was Han Xiaoxi's life.

The two of them show that they care about each other and love each other, and this ......

It was the opportunity for him to escape and ascend to heaven.

"I'll cure you of the poison, and then you'll kill me? I'm not so stupid, don't think about it. ”

He knew that he was alive before he could say the way to detoxify, so Xuan Mo would definitely not touch him.

But......

He probably got it wrong.

If it were an ordinary person, it would definitely follow such a routine.

But the Night King is the one who is in charge of life and death.

"Oh, so you planned to do this, did you do it before?"

Xuan Mo looked clear and easy, but that composure made the murderer in front of him panic, and even wanted to climb onto the table and escape.

Xuan Mo sensed his intentions, and just snapped his fingers, and saw that the person in front of him was tightly bound.

Interestingly, Xuan Mo actually directly wrapped his whole body in black juice, like a cute silkworm chrysalis.

"Are you sure you don't say it? It's even more useless to keep you. ”

Xuan Mo's logic is always different from ordinary people, and the grim smile seems to be like the gates of hell are open, and the ghosts and ghosts inside are about to appear.

"I ......"

The black juice gradually spread from under his arms to his neck, and climbed up his neck, almost enveloping his snort and eyes.

The black juice seemed to drain all the strength from his muscles, making him weak and unable to drive his body to escape, only to turn into a black statue.

Staying in place, he wanted to struggle, but he couldn't exert any strength, so he could only let Xuanmo erode like this.

He had never seen these so-called black juices before, and the fear alone was even more worrying, and he was so frightened that his forehead sweated, and his eyes and stomach were a little white.

"You...... You...... Leave me alone......"

The last bit of time he decided to use to beg for mercy.

"Oh, you're finally willing to say that?"

Xuan Mo lowered his eyes, sat sideways on the table, and slapped his legs relaxedly, as if he didn't care, putting life and death aside.

Yes, putting the lives and deaths of others aside.

"I said, I said, I said...... It is...... Roundhouse can be detoxified. ”

As soon as the murderer's words came out, Xuan Mo thought that this person was teasing himself.

What does this respiratory poison have to do with this round house?

Isn't it......

Xuan Mo could tell at a glance that this person was lying, and then immediately snapped his fingers, causing the black juice to spread faster.

Seeing that the black juice that had just waned was about to block his mouth and nose, this person finally relented.

Anyway, it lasted for a few minutes, and under Xuan Mo's hands, this was quite a long time.

This kind of courage is really good in the world.

"I said, I said, the antidote was in the control room on the third floor, in the fourth cabinet, in the fifth orange porcelain bottle from right to left. ”

"Alright. ”

Xuan Mo recorded this information as quickly as possible, and then immediately appeared in the control room on the third floor.

When he left, he didn't let go of this person at all, but directly tied it up with black juice.

Xuan Mo sat in the control room on the third floor, anxiously rummaging, but couldn't find it.

Suddenly, I saw a lot of demons at the door, including the rabbit clan from last time, and other goblins, with different appearances.

"Why are you here?"

Xuan Mo was anxiously looking for the antidote, but he still didn't find the target bottle, the man said it very clearly just now, but now, ......

Still can't find it.

"Lord Hui Night, we all felt the search technique you used just now, and we have come to pay a visit to Lord Night. ”

"Is the Night King looking for something?"

A dog spirit that looked like a teddy ran up to him.

"Find an orange porcelain vase, not in the designated place as the murderer said. ”

Xuan Mo informed the demons of the information, and they immediately took action and helped Xuan Mo find it.

The dog's nose was really spiritual, and it didn't take long for him to find the target's porcelain vase, and he ran over with his round tail and the porcelain vase in his mouth.

"Lord Night, porcelain vase!"

"Okay, thank you, go back to the underworld to get the bounty. ”

Xuanmo is still generous enough, plus it seems to be cold, but in fact he is approachable, and the people of the demon clan still like Xuanmo very much.

"Okay, thank you, Lord Night. ”

"I've worked hard for you, can you go out first?"

Xuan Mo invited everyone out, and then slowly walked to the back room of the control room and gently helped Han Xiaoxi up.

She was breathing hard, and she was already very weak.

Even though Xuanmo had sped up all his speed, he still ......

The [Lost Miracle] under Han Xiaoxi's body has also been fully unfolded, relying on his own powerful spiritual power to resist the poison, which is also a smart move.

Xuan Mo gently held her forehead up, and then stuffed the pill into Han Xiaoxi's mouth.

......

Interestingly, this pill is really a bit big.

It's comparable to an oversized Mi Lisu.

Han Xiaoxi couldn't swallow it at all.

Helplessly, Xuan Mo could only use a spell to chop it into small pieces, and then feed Han Xiaoxi to eat it little by little.

Han Xiaoxi used his remaining consciousness to chew for a long time before swallowing it completely.

Then I was able to breathe smoothly and finally breathe normally......

"Lord Night, I'm still alive. ”

Han Xiaoxi didn't know whether to cry or laugh, with an expression of crying and laughing, Xuanmo finally put his mind at ease.

"You're tired of me......"

In order to find the fleeing murderer as soon as possible, Xuan Mo directly used a large-scale search technique, which was still very large for the loss of spiritual power and the burden on his body.

The whole person became extremely tired.

Xuan Mo, who has always shown people with a cold face, rarely appears so tired, which makes Han Xiaoxi feel very distressed when he sees it.

"Lord Night King should take a good bath when he goes back. ”

With that exclusive spiritual spring, it can be quickly recovered, which is not a big problem.

But......

Han Xiaoxi's next sentence almost made Xuan Mo angry to return to the west.

"Then can I be considered a work injury, can the prefecture give me some compensation?"

Han Xiaoxi's mind is not concerned about his Night King, but about his work-related injury compensation.

"Can't!"

Although it stands to reason that the underworld should be compensated, Xuanmo is now full of no!

"Why can't you, Lord Night, your treatment is too bad, right?"

Han Xiaoxi didn't understand what Xuan Mo meant, and choked.

"You only deserve this treatment!"

Xuan Mo's vicious words shot out like a sharp sword, making Han Xiaoxi also angry, and she grabbed the Night King's collar and moved out of the regulations of the underworld.

"Have you forgotten all the regulations of the prefectural government? This is what compensation should be paid! Injuries sustained on the job should be compensated. ”

Han Xiaoxi excitedly dragged Xuan Mo from under the bench to the front, which actually shortened the distance between each other, and the two looked at each other and looked into deep eyes.

"So, are you really hurt?"

With an incomprehensible smile on the corner of Xuan Mo's mouth, he looked at Han Xiaoxi.

"I ......"

Han Xiaoxi touched his neck, and looked at it from top to bottom, only to find that he was not injured at all.

The toxicity has been resolved, and the body has fully recovered.

Where did the wound come from?

"If you don't believe me, I'll check it for you. ”

The tired Night King still had a lot of strength to fix her, and he turned over and sat on the bench, pressed the little woman on the back of the chair, and looked at his treasure condescendingly.

It's damn beautiful.