Obviously not the protagonist, but the villain came at me

Chapter 210 The Savior ([-])

Qianlingzong.

Southern barren land.

After Zongmen learned of the poisonous mist disaster, he immediately notified his disciples and went to support them.

However, the poisonous fog offensive is still beyond everyone's imagination.

Even if it absorbs even the slightest bit, the body will be invaded by toxins.

If it cannot be cured by Wanshengguo within half a day, it will die on the spot.

"Uh! Elder! It's not good! Half of the disciples in front have been corroded by the poisonous mist! They can't fight anymore!"

"Damn it, these mutated monsters can behave recklessly in the poisonous fog, telling us how to fight!"

The chief elder turned pale with anger, but he had no clue.

However, the elders and others participated in the battle, but they were not poisoned... The reason is also strange.

A few days ago, after they drank the juice that Xu Beisheng gave away for free at the gate of the sect, everyone's health improved a lot.

At this time, a young man stood up resolutely.

Under the astonished eyes of his disciples, he carried a box full of Wanshengguo.

This person was Lin Po who immediately participated in the resistance and support after being called.

"Wait! Lin Po! Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the front battlefield so that the disciples can escape."

"Stop joking! In just one hour, half of the Zongmen's staff was captured by the poisonous mist! You... wait, what is in your hand? What is it?"

Lin Po slowly turned his head, stared at the elder, and paused every word:
"It's all full of Wansheng fruit, and it's very delicious."

"Delicious??" The elder raised his eyebrows in doubt.

God, can you please take a look at the situation?

At this time, even if Wanshengguo is as bitter and unpalatable as Shi.

If it can save your life, everyone is willing to be the first to eat it!

Moreover, the elder did not believe Lin Po's words.

First of all, it is very difficult to collect Wanshengguo. In addition, the original taste of Wanshengguo is quite unpalatable. Lin Po can't take advantage of these two reasons.

He is holding this basket of Wan Sheng Guo as if wholesale.

Lin Po ignored it and walked straight in without even wearing a mask!

I'm afraid he will be suffocated to death by the poisonous fog!
But then, the scene that shocked the elders and the others happened:
Lin Po calmly came to the heavily poisoned area, took out the fruits, and fed them one by one to the dying disciples who were already lying on the ground.

The disciples whose faces were purple before opened their eyes one by one in an instant.

They hurriedly held the Wansheng fruit distributed by Lin Po, and murmured in surprise: "It's so delicious!"

I go--

The elder was just confused, the first sentence of these disciples who came back from the ghost gate was "delicious"? !

Gollum.

The elder swallowed, and subconsciously wondered what Lin Po's Wansheng fruit tasted like.

But putting aside distracting thoughts, he looked around again.

The sect disciples on the front line all recovered their vitality.

They all stood up alive, with one or two Wansheng fruits in their pockets, struggling to fight against the mutant monsters that came in surprise.

"Steady! Hold here!"

"Great! Thanks to Lin Po's Wanshengguo!"

"Wanshengguo! Brother Lin, do you have any more?"

"Yes! Absolutely enough, everyone present can eat."

After Lin Po raised his voice, the disciples surrounded him, as did the elders.

After Lin Po distributed Wansheng fruit to everyone, everyone's momentum changed.

"Hehe, it's time to fight back, show these beasts some face!"

"kill!"

"Kill it!"

All the disciples roared.

Originally, they were afraid of the invasion of poisonous fog, and they didn't dare to breathe when fighting.

Now after getting the Wansheng fruit, they all opened their hands and rubbed the mutated beast on the ground.

If you feel unwell due to the intrusion of the poisonous mist, you can take out the fruit and eat a few mouthfuls, and the blood will return immediately.

A moment of effort.

The sand dust fades away.

With everyone's concerted efforts to collect the poisonous fog, a bunch of it has been dispersed!
All the mutated monsters died too!
"Hahaha! This victory is all thanks to Lin Po!"

"That's right! Without Junior Brother Lin arriving in time, we're all finished!"

"The key is that this fruit is really delicious! I eat it while killing monsters, it's so exciting!"

All the disciples quickly turned their delighted gazes to Lin Po in the corner.

Unexpectedly, Lin Po spread his arms and smiled, his eyes filled with awe:
"Everyone misunderstood. I didn't plant these Wansheng fruits. They were all kindly planted by my elder brother, Xu Beisheng."

"Thank you, please thank my brother."

...

Inside the Thousand Spirit Sect.

Go deep into the attic.

This area is full of houses where the sect dignitaries live.

At this time, a middle-aged man anxiously paced back and forth at the door.

Immediately afterwards, a doctor with fluttering white beard walked out of the room with a sad face:
"Hey, Patriarch Chen, I'm really sorry... Your daughter's symptoms of infection happen to be the poisonous fog from the Southern Region."

"what!?"

The middle-aged man who was called Patriarch Chen had a shocked expression on his face.

He was already desperate.

The poisonous fog in the southern region is only the result of the Zongmen's recent determination.

The wife and daughter who returned from a trip to the south, unexpectedly, the daughter was infected with the poisonous mist.

What should I do without the scarce Wanshengguo to cure it?

Patriarch Chen knew that it was impossible for Wanshengguo to appear in this area.

Even if there is, I am afraid that it is priceless now.

"Get out of the way!! Let the old man see his granddaughter!"

Suddenly, a rough voice came from the steps.

Patriarch Chen's expression was shocked, and then he looked up, and saw an old man wearing the costume of "Deputy Sovereign", who came rushing in a rage.

"Father! Why are you here?"

"You trash, how is Xiaosheng!?"

As the deputy suzerain, Master Ming Hao is quite imposing, not angry and pretentious.

He was on his way to help the border, but unexpectedly, he heard the news that his granddaughter was sick.

So for selfish desires, he declined the important task of support and secretly returned home.

And the patriarch Chen in front of him is the real son of Ming Hao, Chen Bai.

"Father, Xiaosheng, she...was infected with the poisonous mist of the Southern Region, we, I'm afraid—"

As he spoke, Chen Bo choked up, lowered his head in despair and choked.

The voice of a woman crying and shouting came from the house, probably because she heard what the doctor said just now.

"what?"

As a result, only real Ming Hao was present with a strange expression.

"Father, the poisonous fog in the southern region! It's the poisonous fog that frightened countless cultivators a while ago! Xiaosheng is infected!"

"Hahahaha! Good!"

Immortal Ming Hao suddenly laughed boldly, and there was a light in his old eyes.

This voice made the people present dumbfounded.

The most confused person was Ming Hao's son, who looked at his old man in disbelief.

Crazy?
"Go away! You can't even take care of your daughter. What's the use of being the patriarch for you?"

Master Minghao angrily pushed Chen Bai away and walked into the house.

In the house, a small transparent tent was set up.

Inside the transparent tent is the granddaughter lying down.

Master Ming Hao's granddaughter was pale, her cheeks were deep purple, and she blinked weakly.

She looked like she was going to die at any moment.

This expression made Master Ming Hao's heart ache, and secretly scolded his son and daughter-in-law all over.

Daoist Ming Hao strode forward, pushed away those who were blocking him, and abruptly took out a fruit from the space ring.

When everyone saw the Wansheng fruit in his palm, they were full of inconceivable.

"Xiaosheng, ah, open your mouth, grandpa will give you a very sweet fruit."

(End of this chapter)