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Ling Shaoqing noticed the little girl's gaze and raised an eyebrow at her.

In fact, he knew it well.

That spiritual energy would not cause substantial damage to Mimis, but would only make her lose her strength temporarily.

After all, Mimis with doubled spiritual power is not easy to deal with.

Thinking of this, Mu Yan had already waved out the silver needles in her hand, and the three silver needles were aimed at Ling Shaoqing.

Ling Shaoqing raised his hand and waved it away, and when he turned around, Wan Muyan had already come to him.

The little girl squatted down and swept her legs, the young man in Xuanyi suddenly jumped up, turned over in mid-air like a swallow, and was about to pass over the little girl's head.

At this time, Wan Muyan suddenly leaned back, stretched her neck back, and stretched her arms back.

There was a silver light at the metal hole in Qian Se's sleeve, and a gold needle shot out from the bayonet, and pierced Ling Shaoqing's hand holding the folding fan.

Ling Shaoqing paused, and staggered a few steps when he landed.

He managed to stabilize his figure, but felt that her golden needle still hurt a little.

Ling Shaoqing gasped and frowned.

How could a small silver needle be so painful?

Soon, he had the answer in his heart.

Ling Shaoqing's breathing became rapid, and a sense of powerlessness accompanied by pain came from his wrist.

He leaned forward a little unsteadily, and tried his best to stabilize his figure.

He turned around and looked at the little girl who stood up straight.

Wan Muyan frowned, seeing his distorted face, a belated sense of guilt spread from the bottom of her heart.

The regret in her eyes was noticed by Ling Shaoqing. Ling Shaoqing closed his eyes, and when he looked up at Mu Yan again, his eyes were full of pain.

His eyes gradually moved down, and locked on the sleeve arrow in her hand.

Wan Muyan raised her hand, looked at the sleeve arrow in her hand, and for a moment, the hearty and bright smile of the young man appeared in front of her eyes.

She also didn't expect that the first victim of this Xiujian was actually Ling Shaoqing.

The young man who personally gave the sleeve arrow to her was poisoned, his eyes were filled with puzzlement, anger, disappointment and grief.

That emotion deeply moved Mu Muyan, and Mu Yan raised her hand and stepped forward, wanting to approach him.

But Ling Shaoqing just took a few steps back while holding his wrist that had been hit by the needle.

Wan Muyan stopped her pace, opened her mouth halfway, and stopped talking.

At the same time, after Yunling three times, Ling Shaocheng also got rid of the shackles of the vines, and fell to the ground in some embarrassment.

The green clothes that were clean and neat just now are now somewhat damaged, with corners missing and hems wrinkled.

Ling Shaocheng got up again, but he only felt that his hands and feet became extremely heavy.

He looked at Oakes in disbelief, and Oakes smiled triumphantly.

At that time, in order to help Du Muyan quench the poison, he also crossed the poisonous vines with his twining seeds, and finally cultivated the poisonous spirit grass.

Ling Shaocheng was also poisoned, and he turned his panicked eyes to the doctor Kulos on the sidelines. Kulos frowned, he didn't expect that the two Taoist masters were poisoned by the same poison.

The spiritual power of both of them was suppressed.

Kuros hurried forward to detoxify the two.

He raised his hand to move his spirit, and placed his palm on Ling Shaoqing's forehead.

Kuros frowned. He couldn't completely undo the poison, he could only relieve it temporarily.

He used his spiritual power to fight against the poison that was constantly spreading in Ling Shaoqing's body. Ling Shaoqing frowned, only feeling that the previously suppressed spiritual power could finally breathe a lot at this moment.