The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Under normal circumstances, with Wang Que's cultivation level, the moment the poisonous fog enveloped him, he should have been corroded by the poisonous fog to the point where not even a slag was left!

But this guy not only didn't die, but he just fainted.

This is so abnormal, which means that he must be special.

It was because of this that she didn't let Wang Que open his shield to resist!

In that situation just now, she had already blocked 70% of it. If there was no way out, opening the shield was a must.

But there was a big retreat in the cave world behind her, and she didn't want to waste the last two precious opportunities of the Qingmu Shield!

More than ten minutes later, Mo Lingqing's body was already covered in blood.

At this moment, Wang Que, who had fainted, trembled slightly. After a moment, his pupils slowly focused and looked at the dark space in front of him: "Am I, dead?"

"No, my body hurts so much, I shouldn't feel pain when I'm dead."

She sat up with her hands on the ground, her eyes were still dark, but there was an extremely pungent fishy smell around her.

"Is this - the smell of blood? Is it from me?"

Wang Que's cultivation was not enough, and his eyesight was not enough to ignore the darkness.

He searched his body in the darkness and found that there were no other wounds except for the scab on the palm of his left hand.

And the palm of his left hand... was cut by him before.

He took out a pile of spirit stones from the storage ring. As the spirit stones appeared, the dark space suddenly lit up.

Although the light of the spirit stones was not strong, a pile of spirit stones was still bright in this dark space.

"Village owner!"

As soon as he could see something, Wang Que saw Mo Lingqing lying in a pool of blood a few meters away.

He quickly put down the spirit stones and ran over: "Village owner, wake up!"

Stretching out his hand, looking at Mo Lingqing whose blood robe was soaked, he didn't know where to start.

At this moment, Mo Lingqing in the pool of blood was still twitching from time to time, and it was obvious that the pain he suffered was unimaginable.

Under the evil ghost mask, Mo Lingqing's originally red lips were now extremely black, and the half of her face that was exposed had black blood vessels that looked as scary as a spider web.

"It's over!" Wang Que spoke unconsciously when he saw this.

He lowered his head and reached out to open Mo Lingqing's sleeves, and found that his arms were also extremely black, and the rolled-up skin on them was even more black and burnt!

"Hiss!" Wang Que took a breath of cold air when he saw this miserable situation.

Even with such a terrible injury, he felt that he might not be able to hold on.

But before he fell into a coma, he had never heard Mo Lingqing even mention pain.

"What should I do?" Wang Que said to himself: "I'm only at the fourth level of blood coagulation. I don't have any elixirs except a few low-grade spirit stones."

He touched his face: "No, why wasn't I poisoned to death?"

He lowered his head and pulled open his sleeves, and his hands and arms were normal in color.

He tore open his robes, and his chest was also normal in color.

"Am I the legendary body that is immune to all poisons?"

"It should be. Even the village master in the late Yuandan realm can't stand the poison. If I'm not immune to all poisons, how can I resist it!"

The dagger in his hand appeared and cut his left palm again: "Theoretically, if I really have a body that is immune to all poisons, then my blood should be able to detoxify."

"I didn't expect that one day my blood would become a detoxifying elixir."

Put down the dagger, pinch Mo Lingqing's cheek with his right hand: "Village master, no offense, I'm trying to save you."

As he said, he clenched his left hand and put it on Mo Lingqing's mouth.

After a while, Wang Que felt a little dizzy: "It's almost done, this is a lot of blood, let's see if it works."

A few minutes later, the unconscious blood witch suddenly vomited blood again, and it seemed to be more serious than before!

Wang Que raised his left hand: "Am I not immune to all poisons?"

"If I am not immune to all poisons, then why am I fine after being poisoned?"

With a frown, Wang Que suddenly thought of something he had ignored for a long time - the dark ancient halberd in the sea of ​​souls!

With a thought, he immediately looked inward at his sea of ​​souls.

Looking at the dark ancient halberd quietly floating in the sea of ​​souls, Wang Que thought to himself: "I touched it before and found the cultivation method of "Mirage Ancient Dao Sutra". It's useless to touch it again later, but if I am not immune to all poisons, then only it can save me!"

The illusory soul body appeared and reached out to touch the long handle of the dark ancient halberd.

He raised his eyebrows, but there was no reaction at all.

He wanted to take it away, but found that no matter how hard he tried, the dark ancient halberd was motionless, as if it was a dead thing.

After a few breaths, Wang Que gave up trying to move the dark ancient halberd: "You are in my mind, I can't use you anymore?"

After exiting the inner vision, Wang Que looked at Mo Lingqing, who was twitching more severely on the ground, and felt a little anxious.

Although the blood devil woman was notorious for killing people, at least he had good food and drink during the more than half a month he was in her village.

Even when he was sent to her bed for the first time, she didn't kill him.Myself.

Looking at Mo Lingqing, Wang Que whispered: "You have so many tricks, I don't understand why you don't just abandon me. With your tricks, if you abandon me, you will never be so seriously injured, and you must have escaped long ago."

"Well, let's fight. If we have to die today, let's die together!"

After saying that, Wang Que leaned over and grabbed Mo Lingqing's arm, looking at the hideous wound that was still oozing poisonous blood...

Opening his mouth, covering the wound on Mo Lingqing's arm, he wanted to suck out the poisonous blood in Mo Lingqing's body with his mouth!

After sucking more than a dozen times, Wang Que felt dizzy and his eyes blurred.

He raised his head and opened his mouth as if he wanted to speak, but he fell backwards before he could say anything...

In the moment before he fainted, he vaguely saw the dark ancient halberd flashing with a faint light...

In less than a minute, Wang Que sat up.

He rubbed his face and said to himself: "I am not dead. It is indeed the effect of the dark ancient halberd. It is a pity that I am not immune to all poisons!"

He raised Mo Lingqing's arm again: "Hmm?"

He suddenly found that Mo Lingqing's breath was a little weaker.

Looking at more blood on the ground, Wang Que seemed to realize something: "She is so seriously injured. Even if I suck out all the poisonous blood in her body, she will probably die of excessive blood loss."

"No, there is no difference between this and no hope of saving her!"

His eyes swept across Mo Lingqing's curvy body, and finally stopped at the storage ring on her right hand.

He put down Mo Lingqing's left arm and leaned over to take off the storage ring on Mo Lingqing's right hand.

Pinching the storage ring, he carefully tested it with the power of his soul.

Blood appeared in front of him. Just when he thought he was going to be countered by the formation on it, his soul power had already seen everything in the storage ring.

In addition to rows of blood-colored robes and fur coats, the rest were all a bunch of incomprehensible materials and so on. He had seen the formation flags before, and there were only a few of them that were severely damaged. The talismans were also damaged.

In addition, there were blood-colored bricks, blood-colored flags that made people shudder at the sight of them, blood lotus, blood-colored oil-paper umbrellas, blood-colored red cloth shoes, blood-colored paper figures...

After looking around, Wang Que felt a chill on his back and broke out in cold sweat. This Mo Lingqing... really deserves to be called the Blood Witch!

The soul power was retracted, and a blood-colored thorn whip appeared in his hand.

"This blood whip should be in tune with her mind. It seems that she attaches more importance to this thing than to the four blood-colored spirit swords."

"If this thing can devour my blood essence and transform it into her, she should still be saved!"