Villain: Writing a diary becomes stronger, but the hostess design collapses

In the script, the poison that poisoned Chu Jianghe was made by this person.

It can be said that without his poison, it would be impossible for Jiang Tianzhe to kill Chu Jianghe! !

but.......

But Xiao Yan couldn't kill him at the moment.

It is impossible to kill him in the future.

Because in the previous life, when Xiao Yan's blood was pulled out by Jiang Tianzhe for the first time, and when he fled back to Wangchuan, it was Zhang Hua who sacrificed his life to save him.

Only then did he save a trace of his remaining demon blood.

Only then did he have his second Nirvana.

It is Xiao Yan's luck that Chong Mingzong has such a capable person.

As for the poison that Zhang Hua developed in the future that could kill Chu Jianghe.

Xiao Yan can only say that only cowards can destroy a genius because of fear.

With him here this time, Jiang Tianzhe would never want to get a single iota from him! !

Seeing that Zhang Hua had stepped into the pile of spiritual grass, the rest of the demon cultivators immediately started to move.

After all, with the experience of the underground palace just now, who doesn't want to get more benefits.

"boom--"

"Whoohoo-"

However, at this moment, an accident happened.

The originally slowly flowing long river suddenly boiled, and large pieces of blisters exploded from the surface of the river! !

But before everyone saw any clues, the bursting water bubbled out a large piece of blood, and the blood was instantly smeared, and instantly dyed the clear and snow-white long river into blood red! ! !

The pungent smell of blood soared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"alert!"

Zhou Zhiruo and Fang Guyue spoke out almost at the same time.

But for a long while, apart from the constant boiling of the blood river, there was no other movement.

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if recalling something.

However, at this moment, three to fifty demon cultivators suddenly came together.

Xiao Yan's thoughts were interrupted, and he couldn't help but frowned slightly, and looked at the group of demon cultivators with a little displeasure.

"Why are you so close to me?!"

Although the group of demon cultivators saw Xiao Yan's displeased eyes, they didn't perceive Xiao Yan's murderous intent, so they grinned again and kept rubbing their hands and approached.

"That, Lord Yan. You see, nothing has happened to this river of blood for so long, so can the spirit grass and spirit flowers be harvested?"

Xiao Yan frowned, and instantly understood what they meant.

Suddenly his face sank.

"Since that's the case, you can pick it up yourself."

"Jiejiejie~, the last time the underground palace was not led by Lord Yan, but now in this valley, you must be the first step forward, so we can do it."

"Besides, Mr. Yan's cultivation is unfathomable, and he is the best among us. Those who can do more work!!"

Xiao Yan: "..."

The movement on Xiao Yan's side was naturally not small, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Not far away, when Shen Qianzhou saw so many people getting close to Xiao Yan, the veins on his forehead suddenly popped up, and the pill bottle he was holding in his hand was crushed into powder in an instant.

"Why, why would they rather find someone who is not a ghost than come to me?!"

"Why?!"

"Why is this?!!"

Xie Ping, who was standing beside him, immediately held Shen Qianzhou's wrist that was trembling because of anger.

"Holy Son, they are looking for a scapegoat, and they want that Yan Xiao to try the trap first, which is not a good thing at all."

"This is not an expression of intimacy, but an expression of wanting to resent that Yanxiao."

Shen Qianzhou was startled after hearing Xie Ping's words.

A little dazed, he said: "Yes, yes, brother Xie's analysis is right. They didn't come to find me because they didn't want me to be in danger."

"That's the performance of being close to the Holy Son!!"

Xie Ping saw that Shen Qianzhou had stabilized his mind.

Only then did he lower his eyes, but the moment he lowered his eyes, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Qianzhou, recently his mood has become more and more unstable...

Another time, Xiao Yan looked at the crowd with smirks on their faces.

Just couldn't help pursing his lips slightly.

However, at this moment, the pale and emaciated man suddenly flew out of the crowd again.

Zhang Hua was called back into the crowd by Zhou Zhiruo the moment the river changed color.

Now, the river of blood has not moved, and he once again took the lead in falling into the pile of spiritual grass.

As for Zhang Hua, why did everyone beg Xiao Yan to do it?

That's definitely a coincidence.

He just finished identifying the herbs in sight now, and determined the best route to take.

"When it comes to picking herbs, I must come first!"

After saying that, Zhang Hua ignored the eyes of others, and bent down to pick the purple-black century-old dragon's blood grass at his feet.

However, the moment the demonic energy in his palm touched the spirit grass, he heard a "shua", and a dragon's breath full of annihilating energy exploded towards him from the river of blood beside him.

Seeing this, Zhang Hua's pupils shrank sharply, and he quickly flicked his long sleeves, and then he slapped out a huge pitch-black claw with two palms.

"boom--"

The dragon's breath and the devil's claw wanted to collide, and the devil's energy and blood energy scattered in an instant.

Wait for the aftermath to dissipate.

Zhang Hua stepped back a few meters, his feet sank a foot deep into the ground, and there were two long brown dirt trails.

"Brother Zhang, how is it?!!!"

"Yes, how is it?!"

Seeing Zhang Hua's appearance, everyone immediately asked questions.

Hearing this, Zhang Hua glanced at the blood river in the middle again.

Immediately there was a stern shout: "It's okay."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Hua's figure was illusory for a while, and when he condensed again, he had returned to the century-old dragon's blood grass, and he was about to continue picking the spirit grass.

"Shh-"

But at the same time, another dragon's breath burst out from the blood river.

But this time Zhang Hua was prepared and took the lead in shooting with a palm.

And at the moment when the devil's claws collided with the dragon's breath and the aftermath came, Zhang Hua's other hand had already brought out the dragon's blood grass.

After two breaths, Zhang Hua overcame the aftermath and landed safely on the ground in the distance.

There was no more dragon's breath from Blood River.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan's eyes moved slightly, and they fell on the blood river again.

But suddenly he froze.

Because the demon cultivators surrounding him still had a smile on their eyes, rubbing their hands together and looking at him, showing no intention of going to grab the spirit grass at all.

"Damn it!! I got the spirit grass for a fourth-rank land, why are you still looking at me?!"

"Grab it!!"

Hearing the words, all the demon cultivators immediately let out a shout of atavism, and then rushed to the herbs on both sides of the valley impatiently! !

However, Zhang Hua on the side looked at Xiao Yan in shock when he heard the words.

He is the grandson of the medical sage of Chongming sect. The Zhang family used medicine since childhood.

The realm of cultivation is not obvious, and it is not someone inside the Zhang family, or someone who is strong in the heavenly realm deliberately checks, otherwise, others can see what kind of cultivation realm their members of the Zhang family have! !

but! !! !!

But this Yan Xiao could see his realm at a glance! !