Monument of Life and Death

Chapter 308: Qian Sixue

Chapter 308 Qian Sixue

"You...you..." Xiaolan trembled and pointed at the fool, "Are you going to mutate too?"

The sweat on the fool's forehead slipped to his cheeks drop by drop.

"Hahaha!" Meng Fuling gave a shrill smile.

Xiaolan felt cold, and the memories of being in the Mingya world rushed towards him.

At that time, I was also injured by Meng Fuling's calf.

Not only did I lose my strength, I almost died...

Meng Fuling’s attack was poisonous.

is called Qiansixue’s poison.

The two hit in front of them, the Daoist raised his hands and turned his palms, and the hand knife and the golden talisman stab Meng Fuling together. The movement was so fast that he could not even see clearly. Xiaolan stared at the battle, and a drop of red liquid suddenly splashed into her eyes. .

Dao Chang bleeds?

"Daoist!..." Xiaolan rubbed his eyes and stood up directly, "Don't let him touch you, he is poisonous!"

Dao Master did not respond, Qin Yin first took a breath, grabbed the fool's collar and asked, "Are you poisoned?!"

The fool laughed angrily.

"Not obvious enough, is it?..."

"How do you treat this?" Qin Yin and Fengtang lay on the fool's leg left and right looking at his injury. Qin Yin was sweating profusely and asked the fool, "Do you have a clue?"

"Clue..." The fool smiled desperately, "I will have a clue when I die."

"Oh, why are you saying that, bad luck!"

The fool leaned on February and March’s back like he lost his dream.

Xiaolan recalled the method of detoxification.

"Brother fool, you try to think something happy."

The idiot turned his face to the other side with a sad expression on his face, looking at his mouth as if he was swearing.

Fucking.

Metaphysical detoxification, the most deadly.

Xiaolan looked at the Taoist chief again, Meng Fuling was still dodged in the space without stopping, the smell faded, it is estimated that only Baomu can sniff his specific location now.

I can neither detoxify nor dare to rush in the battle on the side of the Taoist leader.

Suddenly, Meng Fuling appeared on top of the head of the Taoist. After Baomu's reminder, the Taoist leader was already prepared and crossed his hands covered with blood to block.

Meng Fuling didn't move away, but attacked against the blood of the Taoist chief.

The expected burning sound rang out.

Although I don’t know what the principle is, the blood of the Taoist leader can indeed burn some people.

Meng Fuling's palm was smoked with black smoke, he pushed Dao Chang violently, and jumped out with strength, staring at his hand with an incredible expression, muttering something in his mouth.

"Liar... cheating... obviously... not yet..."

Xiaolan didn't hear what he was muttering. Seeing that Dao Chang's state was a bit wrong, he rushed over to hold Dao Chang's arm.

Daochang's footsteps began to be unstable, and his body leaned to the right, just to use Xiaolan's hand to support his body.

Xiaolan looked down at Dao Master’s hand. The wound was made by himself. It was not a big problem, except that the place where he had just contacted Meng Fu Ling had a layer of black armor like scales.

"Does it hurt?"

Xiaolan raised her head and asked, seeing Daochang’s lips gradually pale, she knew the answer in her heart.

Bai Sugang was still leaning on the fool's lap. Seeing that the Daoist was also poisoned, he immediately got up and ran over and tripped in embarrassment.

"I just discussed with the maple sugar brother," Bai Su pointed at the maple sugar, "If you believe me, I will help you get rid of the poisonous armor."

"Will you still pick someone else's skin?!" Xiao Lan cried out.

Bai Su nodded, "It just hurts."

Is there any difference between that and direct tearing? Are you more skilled?

"Dao Master," Maple Sugar's voice was calm, "Is there anything hidden in Meng Fuling's hands?"

Xiaolan sat down on the ground with the Taoist leader, his eyes fixed on Meng Fuling who was a few steps away. He didn't know what he was entangled with, looked at his hands with resentment, and kept talking to himself.

Fortunately, I have some breathing time.

"He has nothing in his hand," Dao Master's chin began to tremble, and hissed in the air. "When I touched my blood, it was okay to be burned."

"Then this poison may be the poison on his body," Feng Tang glanced at February and March, and the two nodded. "February and March said that there are many people in the city-states near the royal city who are practicing this type of poison. To detoxify the body, the most direct way is to kill the poisoner."

Xiaolan looked at Meng Fuling resentfully, "Take advantage of his stupidity now, I'll go..."

"No," Feng Candy refused, "You are the only one who can fight here. You must not be poisoned."

Xiaolan watched the output lying on the floor, the anxious assistants, and herself.

There is a problem with the lineup.

"You lied to me!" Meng Fu Ling suddenly shouted.

Several people were so scared that they immediately silenced, quietly watching Meng Fuling yelling at the void.

Who is talking to? This is.

Baomu swished and stood up.

"too much!"

"What's more?" Qin Yin asked.

"There is a lot of flavor," Baomu frowned, his nose trembling slightly, "Someone else is coming."

"What's the taste?" Maple Sugar asked.

"Yes..." Baomu closed his eyes and focused on distinguishing the smell, "It's very light, a little far away, like the smell of a temple... incense, incense... incense... incense ash..."

Incense.

Xiaolan glanced at Meng Zecheng, who was lying on the ground like a corpse. When he was in the world, he thought that the smell of incense came from this body.

Can you finally see the person who rescued Meng Fuling at that important moment?

The liar mentioned by Meng Fuling refers to that person.

"You didn't mean that after coming out of the prison of the dead, I am the one who is alive, he will become dead!" Meng Fuling pointed at Meng Zecheng's body furiously, "But this person's blood can still burn me, you lied. Me! I am not resurrected at all!..."

Xiaolan secretly glanced at Daochang.

Now I am sure that the blood of the Taoist will burn the dead.

Meng Fuling and Meng Zecheng, died for a lifetime, occupying the same psionic energy.

But what does it have to do with the person talking to him?

"Don't solve them first?" A male voice sounded from the darkness.

The sound was cold and greasy, like a poisonous snake spitting its core. It was a sound that had never been heard before.

"Explain to me first!" Meng Fuling's eyes began to glow with black mist, "Are you lying to me?"

The man laughed twice, still hiding in the darkness, "Isn't there enough for you? Are you still not satisfied?"

The poison on Meng Fuling's body seemed to be transformed, and a circle of black air fainted around him.

"I will kill them first, then kill you."

The voice was silent for a few seconds, and then he slowly said, "Good idea, you can also try it."

"Then I will directly become..."