disguised holy monk

There was a sudden change in Wu Yuan's side, which made everyone more and more panicked, and soon became a mess, and even started to kill each other. Many people were injured because of this, and the strong smell of blood spread.

Xuan Qing took out a fire pocket from his sleeve. His fire pocket had just been exchanged with the system, and it ignited easily.

The rekindled flames reflected his holy face, and there were shadows under the feet of those approaching shadows!

He looked serious, and said loudly: "There are also shadows under their feet. These are all human beings. Don't be afraid."

This sentence instantly reassured everyone. Since they are all human, what is there to be afraid of?

Under the leadership of Bai Muzhi, everyone fought with the black shadows.It's just that these people didn't seem to be afraid of pain, and they didn't take a step back when the sword was cut on them, and the scene fell into a stalemate for a while.

While Xuanqing was guarded by Jiang Qimo and Wuxin, Xuanqing groped to the fire with a fire folder, picked up a branch and smelled it, and sure enough it seemed to be covered with a layer of flame retardant.He took out a bottle of medicinal powder and sprinkled it on a pile of dead branches, and then threw the torch, and the strong fire light was reflected in an instant, almost making everything around him transparent.

Only then did everyone see clearly that those black shadows were actually people who disappeared in this mountain in the rivers and lakes.

Bai Muzhi's face changed drastically, "What's going on? Stop!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to stop one of them, Xuan Qing frowned slightly when he saw this, and raised his voice: "Be careful, President Bai, they seem to have lost their minds..."

Sure enough, before Bai Muzhi approached, he was stabbed mercilessly by the man with his sword. His expression was still numb, his eyes were empty, and there were wounds everywhere on his body, but no blood seeped out.

Bai Muzhi looked a little uncomfortable, "Master, what should we do?"

Xuan Qing glanced at the people around who were gradually exhausted, suddenly thought of something, pulled out a burning tree trunk from the fire and handed it to the people around, "These things are afraid of fire, everyone has a torch."

Hearing this, everyone held a sword in one hand and a burning dead branch in the other as a torch.The fire was on and approached with scorching heat. These people who had no expression on their faces seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then their expressions changed slightly. It disappeared completely.

Only the exhausted people all over the floor were relieved.

"Master, please save my brother!" Suddenly, Wu Yao on the side called him.

Everyone followed the sound and saw that Wu Yuan was still struggling like crazy. Wu Yao threw away the knife in his hand at this time, and forcibly locked his hands to prevent him from moving.But his face was livid, his eyes were protruding, and he opened his mouth to inhale, as if being tightly strangled by a pair of iron hands, he couldn't breathe.

Bai Muzhi couldn't help but glanced at Xuanqing and Jiang Qimo worriedly. As brothers, he naturally didn't want Wu Yuan to have an accident, but his previous attitude was really annoying. If these two people are unwilling to save him...

Jiang Qimo looked indifferent, he didn't care about this person's life and death, and he didn't even want Xuan Qing to meet him.

But, how could Xuanqing's temper be so desperate?

Sure enough, before anyone asked a few more words, Xuan Qing walked up with a flick of monk robe.

For some reason, everyone looked at his calm and indifferent appearance, as if he had a backbone, and his heart miraculously calmed down, and he was no longer frightened at all.

Xuan Qing lifted the monk's robe lightly, and slowly half squatted beside Wu Yuan. He took his pulse with one hand, and looked at his eyelids with the other, then sighed, "It's the poisonous mist in the air, he Just now, his emotions were in full swing, and the mist in the air has hallucinogenic effects, I am afraid that he has already fallen into a nightmare environment and cannot extricate himself."

For a moment, everyone felt that Wu Yuan had done it on his own, who told him not to take the master's medicine?

Wu Yao also knew that he was wrong, and his stern expression was a bit ugly. He was afraid that Xuan Qing would not save him, and just about to ask for mercy, he saw that Xuan Qing had already taken out a medicine bottle from his sleeve and opened it. This medicine must be extremely expensive.

For a moment, everyone respected and sighed in their hearts, only thinking that if there is a real saint in the world, it must be Master Xuanqing.

After Wu Yuan took the medicine, his complexion was finally no longer so painful. He took a big breath in a daze, and slowly opened his eyes, and saw a very beautiful figure in white sitting beside him, leaning over and reaching out to touch it. touched his forehead.

"Fairy..." He murmured unconsciously.

Everyone who heard his words froze.

Wu Yao: ...My silly brother may be really stupid...

Xuan Qing's expression was natural, he slowly withdrew his hand, "It seems that Benefactor Wu is fine."

The familiar clear voice sounded, and Wu Yuan gradually came to his senses, and then realized who saved him just now, and he was also facing the fairy...

He blushed for a moment, "You..."

He opened his mouth to scold, but he was looking at Shang Xuanqing's eyes, his lips were red, his teeth were white, his eyebrows were pure and kind, and he was indeed as good-looking as a Buddha's child.

What's more, this person saved himself.

He was dizzy for a while, and he knew that he was enlightened. He didn't know if he regretted not taking the monk's medicine in his heart at that time, but now, this person didn't mock him at all, and didn't take it. His previous words blocked him.

The pill that he just swallowed still smells sweet on his lips and teeth, and Wu Yuan couldn't help but feel a little bit sorry.

It was obvious that he didn't listen to him, disdained to take the anti-drug pills, and even ridiculed him, but at this time he didn't hesitate to take out such an expensive medicine to save him.

He blushed and muttered for a long time, wanting to say something, but in the end he could only choke out, "You monk is quite capable..."

After speaking, I felt that I owed a beating, and my face turned ashen.

The people around were also a little angry, they were not worth it for Xuanqing, and they even felt sorry for that precious pill.

Only Xuan Qing didn't think there was any pity, after all he still had [-] points to influence this person, dozens of times more than this medicine.He can still increase his reputation, why not do it?

Bai Mu glared at Wu Yuan angrily, then turned around and cupped his hands towards Xuan Qing, gratefully saying, "Thank you, Master!"

Xuan Qing smiled lightly, "Benefactor Bai, you are welcome, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Wu Yuan who seemed to want to say something, and got up to see the other injured.

Seeing that his thin figure seemed to be cold, Wu Yuan couldn't help but patted his head in annoyance.

After everyone took care of their wounds, Bai Muzhi counted the number of people and found that some people were missing.

But their bodies were not seen around, could it be that they were taken away?

What did they do with those bodies?

The more everyone thought about it, the more panicked they felt.

After taking Xuanqing's medicine, Wu Yuan was already alive and well at this time, he couldn't help swallowing, and cursed: "Damn it, what are those things? Where did everyone go?"

Xuan Qing thought for a while, "Perhaps it really has something to do with Xiyi. They have a kind of Gu called Puppet Gu, which can control people's words and deeds after death and turn them into puppets until the corpse rots."

Jiang Qimo frowned, "But this kind of Gu can only control dead bodies, but those puppets were obviously warm yesterday, and they are still alive."

Everyone on the one side felt chills when they heard it.

Xuan Qing looked towards the top of the mountain with solemn eyes, "Maybe we will only know all this when we reach the top of the mountain tomorrow."