Looking back, there is a bud rising from the pool water, pink and delicate. The two tender green leaves under the bud fell off the rhizome and swayed into the water, but sank like a thin frost melting.

The buds bloom and crack countless times, and at a rough look, there are more than thousands, but a thousand-petal lotus. And the voice just now came from this lotus flower.

Chiyou stood beside Leng Xiao, squinting his eyes around his chest. The more laid-back he is, the more dangerous he becomes.

However, the lotus flower has not moved since it bloomed, and people can't help but wonder if they are hallucinating. The door opened only a gap, and the room was pitch black, and there was not the slightest sight. Leng Xiao had already turned around and put his ten fingers on the door frame. Chiyou always stared at the thousand-petaled lotus.

Leng Xiao stretched out his arms, and the door was opened. The interior of the room was empty, and this small pavilion on the water was just an empty shell. It was the moment Leng Xiao opened the door, the thousand-petal lotus suddenly turned, and even the water surface under the rhizome was also rising and falling, as if something was surging.

The lotus flower rose half a zhang with it, and a man actually showed his body from the water, revealing half of his body. The water in the pool is clear and clear, but before this man comes out of the water, there is nothing wrong with it as far as the naked eye can see. Even at this moment, the lower half of the man's body could not be seen through the water, as if the man was a half-body.

The man's lips trembled slightly, like mosquitoes flapping their wings, but he did not make a sound. And the man's face was pale, as was his neck. The arms, chest, and abdomen were blocked by clothes, and so did it. This man is a dead man.

The man's pale complexion contrasted sharply with Chiyou's, one white and one black. And this man, staring at a pair of dead fish eyes, is looking straight at Chiyou.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the man's face. The mouth is open, and a tongue sticks out. The tongue coating is purple, and the taste buds are like barbs, and the roots are stabbed obliquely, which is strange and inexplicable. There is no doubt that if it falls on a person, it will have a layer of flesh and skin cut off.

Leng Xiao suddenly frowned, retracted his gaze, and lowered his head slightly. The edge of the pool was a little muddy, and the soles of his shoes were inevitably stained with some mud. There was a long mud mark at his feet, as if his feet had been dragged back half a step on the ground.

In just one moment, his body was light, and the mud marks on the soles of his feet were quickly elongated until they disappeared, which was because the mud was cut clean.

Chiyou stabilized his body before reaching out, but only tore off a piece of the corner of Leng Xiao's clothes. The eyes of the two of them were attracted by the man in the water, but the small pavilion behind them had a change.

Leng Xiao was directly sucked into the small pavilion by a strong force, and the portal closed instantly. The suction disappeared, and Chiyou walked to the door in one step, stretched out his hand and pulled, and couldn't help but change his complexion. These two doors are actually integrated with the wall and cannot be opened at all.

Chiyou raised his hand and threw a punch that landed on the wooden door. The wooden door seemed to be weak, and it didn't move under his punch, as if it was only blown by a wisp of breeze.

The totem on the back of his neck lit up, and he didn't attack the wooden door again, he turned around in a flash, and his arms were staggered.

The pale man who was originally in the pool was an inch behind him at the moment, his toes on the lotus leaves, seemingly crumbling, but as steady as a rock. The man pressed a palm on Chiyou's arm, which seemed to be as light and soft as a lotus flower, but Chiyou's face changed again, and his eyes narrowed into a line.

He withdrew his hand, and there was a palm-sized bruise in the middle of his left forearm, facing outward, and his skin was full of pinhole-like dots.

The bruise was red and purple, faintly black, and Chi You didn't care about it, a pair of eyes always fell on this male purple. The man was obviously not a half-body, but he didn't have any breath on his body, like a mortal, and he was still a dead man.

The thousand-petaled lotus was still on his head. At this moment, he suddenly reached out and plucked the lotus flower from the top of his head, attaching it to the rhizome. And there was an extra hole on his heavenly spirit cover, and a jet-black liquid was dripping down, and a fishy smell came to his nose.

The man crumpled the lotus flower and kneaded it into a ball. Rao is so, also the size of two fists. He shoved the lotus ball into his mouth, and his cheeks were stretched out. Chiyou didn't give him much time, and felt two short thorns in his hand and fell towards this person's heart.

Two short muffled sounds, the short thorns easily pierced into the flesh and entered the roots. Chiyou could feel the coldness of the pale man's body through his thin clothes, as if a palm was touching a lump of ice.

Chiyou pulled out a short thorn, and the man swallowed the lotus ball until he roared, as if he was stuck, and he was in a dilemma. The neck, which was originally quite weak, has been doubled in size at the moment, which makes people's hairs stand on end.

The short stab left several wounds in the man's chest and abdomen, almost piercing him. Maybe he's a dead man, so he doesn't feel a bit of pain.

Although the wound was large, there was not much blood coming out, and it was still a little black. Seeing that there was a big hole in his abdomen, the pale man raised his hand to crush his throat and directly took out the lotus ball. The lotus ball was dyed black and stuffed into his belly.

The pale man's mouth moved a few times, as if he was speaking, but his throat leaked and he opened his mouth silently. He stirred a few times in his abdomen with one hand, and his breath continued to rise.

Chiyou didn't dare to underestimate it, and a red dolphin phantom rose behind him, rolling and chasing the waves. The short thorn in his hand flashed red, and it slashed from the top of the man's head, intending to split one in two.

The man only raised his hand lightly and grasped the short thorn. The wrist trembled a little, which seemed to be difficult, but it made it difficult for Chiyou to score half a point. And the pale man's breath was already distracted.

Chiyou couldn't advance or retreat, so he made a quick decision and let go of the short thorn in his hand. There are no refining masters in the Barbarian Domain, and what he holds in his hands is just an ordinary physical weapon that he has polished by hand, and there is nothing to be missed.

With a flick of his left hand, he threw another short spike behind him, straight into the lattice of the wooden door, but as if he had hit a rock of gold and iron, it was bounced back and fell to the ground.

The pale man covered his throat with one hand, barely made a muffled voice, and said, "People who are too curious don't live long!"

He smiled and did not move, and the water in the pool behind him suddenly rippled in a circle, and then it seemed to boil, and the lotus flower that was originally in full bloom withered in an instant, and a piece of delicate flower buds emerged from the water surface, blooming one after another.

This is not over, not as expected by Chiyou, after the buds bloom, a large number of figures stood up from under the lotus, men, women and children, even half-year-old children, with only a red belly pocket around their bodies.

Chiyou speculated in his heart, isn't this the person who died in the Washing Heart Pool in the past?

He raised his hand and slammed the door hard, shouting like a lion roaring and roaring: "Leng Xiaoyou, can you hear the old man?"

The voice passed for three breaths, but no response came. There was already an anxious look on Chiyou's face, and he swore to come with Leng Xiao, but in the end, he couldn't find the antidote and put Leng Xiao's life into it!

In just one breath, the little boy in his belly pocket appeared beside him and punched out. This fist was less than the width of Chiyou's two fingers, but it flew out with a punch from Chiyou, and landed heavily on the wall of the small pavilion, surging with qi and blood.

Chiyou's eyes slowly opened, his ribs seemed to be broken, and there was a tingling pain when he moved. He stood up with his neck strained, and his movements were inevitably restricted.

Immediately afterwards, the men and women shrank into inches, and they all appeared on his side in one step, and the shots were simple and rude, but they fell with one punch and one kick, but they could beat Chiyou to the point where the aura collapsed, and it was difficult to resist.

The buds were first blooming, swaying with the wind, Leng Xiao only felt as if his body was being pulled by someone, and he suddenly dragged it backwards, hitting the wooden door. I felt a headache, stabilized my body and looked down, the two mud marks on the ground had uneven pauses, obviously he himself stepped back step by step.

Looking at Chiyou again, his expression was vigilant, moving left and right, and suddenly a fist and a kick fell on him. If you don't know what you have seen with your own eyes, it is hard to believe that this fat old man can kick his legs into a straight line, kick his legs straight to the door of his head, make a muffled sound, and blood overflows from his mouth and nose.

Seeing Chi You throw out a short thorn, it landed on a lotus leaf. He lifted his hand again, took the thorn into his hand, and slammed it down his throat.

Seeing this, Leng Xiao made a mistake in his steps, and reached out to hold the short thorn in front of Chiyou. The short thorn paused above Chiyu's throat, piercing the skin and spilling a little scarlet.

Chiyou suddenly roared, and stabbed himself hard with both hands, his eyes bloodshot. Leng Xiao Xiu couldn't do it, seeing that the short thorn fell to Chiyou's throat little by little, he used his spiritual energy and whispered in Chiyou's ear, like thunder, rumbling.

Under this drink, Chiyou's expression was in a trance, and the strength in his hands was relaxed. Leng Xiao's body relied on inertia and snatched out the short thorn.

Before he turned around, Chiyou suddenly screamed and pressed a palm on Leng Xiao's right shoulder. Leng Xiao only felt that his entire arm was about to be removed, and the pain was incomparable.

His body was in the air and he almost fell into the pool, and Chiyou knocked him away with a palm, but with another exclamation, he pulled him back when he landed on the edge of the lotus leaf.

"Damn, I was teased by this dog thief!" Chi You's face was ugly, and he reacted at this time and fell into the poison technique of Yin and Yang.

When I raised my arm again, I saw that the bruise was real, full of small holes. He raised his hand and wiped it on his arm, squeezing out a bead of pitch-black blood from the small hole. Wipe your sleeves and wipe the blood away.

Chiyou slapped the thousand-petal lotus into pieces with a palm in the air. But it was a lotus pod next to the lotus flower that hurt him, shooting out a rain of poisonous needles.

The wooden door was opened only by a small gap, and it was impossible to see through it. Before Leng Xiao did, Chiyou pulled the wooden door open to both sides.

Inside, a figure sat upright. said that it was sitting on the ground, but it was sitting directly on the lotus leaves. There are three rooms in the small pavilion, when the door, there is only one table, and there is nothing else. On the table, there is an incense burner, emitting green smoke, wisps, and the hidden aroma of grass and trees lingers on the tip of the nose.

This person turned around, he was a handsome boy, looking at his age, not much less than Leng Xiao. The face is plain and kind, and it is not repulsive. He suddenly laughed and said softly, "The two of you still didn't listen to the advice and opened this door. ”

He stood up, dusted off his shirt gently, and sighed, "I have never liked to kill people. ”

As he spoke, he walked out step by step, past Leng Xiao and Chiyou. The two of them stood on the left and right of the door, guarding him like door gods, and let him go. The young man also did not make a move on the two of them, which seemed to be in response to his words: I don't like to kill.

He walked towards the pool, and the lotus leaves around him seemed to take the initiative to approach, providing him with a smooth path. Leng Xiao and the others didn't stop them, but their bodies were as if they had been fixed in the acupoint, and they couldn't move.

Chiyou was better, barely able to move his fingers. He hissed, "Incense burner!"

Leng Xiao suddenly looked at Chiyou's arm, only to feel a foul smell, where the stench came from, it was Chiyou's arm, which was the place where he had been bruised and full of small holes.

Chiyou raised his arm, and his entire arm quickly turned black. He already has a dark complexion, and he can clearly show the meaning of pitch black on his arm, and the strength of the poison can be seen.

Behind him, a red dolphin phantom appeared, a red light flashed, and the red dolphin phantom fused with it, and the toxin on his arm no longer spread. Looking at Leng Xiao again, his lips turned black first, and his complexion became more and more gloomy.

Leng Xiao's aura flashed on his fingers, and he had an elixir between his fingers, but it was difficult to put it in his mouth. With a thought in his mind, he drove the horned soldiers to hold up the elixir before taking it.

His expression was solemn, the elixir was in his abdomen, and although his body was glowing with a trace of warmth, he did not unravel the toxin. And the poisonous incense is still two inches long, and the two of them ingest the poisonous incense all the time, and they can't move.

If you continue like this, you will surely die.

Chiyou's expression froze, and a bloody arrow suddenly spurted out of his mouth, falling straight on Leng Xiao's face. Leng Xiao's face was drenched with blood, and he only felt that his nostrils were plugged, and he almost wanted to gag, but his body relaxed.

He pulled Chiyou up, tread the waves, and quickly returned to the shore. After leaving the poisonous incense, Chiyou coughed violently twice. That mouthful of blood seemed to consume a lot of blood to him, and he sat on the ground at the moment, looking unkind.

Leng Xiao wiped away the blood stains on his face, but the state on his body did not improve, and the toxin was still spreading. He suddenly remembered Lin Xi's appearance in pitch black, and his face suddenly changed, and he informed Chiyou.

Chiyou suddenly narrowed his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, which were pitch black and smelly. The blood and tears flowed for a long time before he opened his eyes, and the toxin was easily dissolved by him.

He stood up suddenly, and shouted at the little pavilion above the lotus leaf: "Such an unpopular little poison, dare to bring it to the old man to embarrass people?"

Looking down the wooden door, the young man was clearly still sitting cross-legged on the ground, and he hadn't moved half a step at all. At this moment, it was Huo Ran who opened his eyes and glanced at Chi You with an indifferent expression: "Don't be ashamed!"

He only said lightly, still not moving. He can endure his temperament, but Chiyou has no intention of wasting time with him, and he can't hold on for long with Leng Xiao.

Chiyou suddenly went away with a dragonfly, and stepped on the lotus leaf again, but he blocked his pores and held his breath.

When he raised his hand, a red dolphin phantom fell towards the small pavilion with the momentum of ten thousand jun. The small pavilion creaked and looked crumbling. The young man suddenly raised his palm, and the palm of his hand was cyan, but it was extremely transparent, like green jade.

A palm pressed on the red dolphin phantom, and the red dolphin phantom turned from red to blue and dissipated out of thin air.

Leng Xiao's eyes wandered, looking along the door, and everywhere he could see was empty. There are two possibilities, one of which is that the antidote is placed close to the body. Second, he had never refined an antidote at all.