Mozun was attacked by fake crying bag

Although Ji Xuan did prevent the spread of the toxin, but the poison in the silver needle was really overbearing, and Ji Xuan felt that the toxin had spread to his internal organs.

Pulling out one by one silver needles, looking at the small purple-black holes, Ji Xuan frowned, his muscles tensed up, and he used several healing techniques on himself, probably due to different systems, or there was something special about the poison. However, several healing techniques did not have much effect.

Ji Xuan stabilized his figure with a sleepy expression, took out a dagger and gouged out a few pieces of flesh without hesitation, and when the black blood kept flowing out and fresh blood was hidden, he used a few improved healing techniques to go down , This time it was a little effective, the place where the flesh was gouged off quickly grew new flesh and blood, but the poison in the body was whatever it was, and there was no intention of being detoxified at all.

It is still useless to pick and choose several kinds of pills from his own space. Ji Xuan immediately admired that black-robed man for being able to conjure up such a poison that made him useless. I have to say that the other party is very have this talent.

The soul unscrupulously glanced at the memory of the man in black, but that guy really didn't lie to him, the silver needle was a murder tool, and there was no antidote at all.

There is really no solution to this poison.

Ji Xuan had had enough of his meager cultivation. At that moment, Ji Xuan even wanted to steal someone's cultivation. If it wasn't for the converted cultivation, there would be no possibility of advancement. Ji Xuan would have been fighting this black-robed man long ago. At that time, he absorbed the other party's profound cultivation base.

His body became hot, and his breathing became heavier unconsciously. There seemed to be a flame burning in his body. His poison seemed to be cured, and it seemed to be getting worse.

Slightly closing his eyes, Ji Xuan leaned against a cold stone wall with his straight back, relying on the slight coldness of the stone wall to relieve the heat on his body.

This hot current came really abnormally, and a slight sigh mixed with helplessness escaped from Ji Xuan's throat.

After all, he was careless, Ji Xuan's spiritual power can control other people's souls, if he used to let such things not get close to him, but now he is touched by this little silver needle.

Leng Han's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were still clear, but if you look carefully, you can see a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Mrs. Hua Sha." Ji Xuan murmured, "I should act first."

Knowing that others are uneasy and kind to him, he still doesn't kill the threat in time, because he knows that these guys can't really hurt him. This is Ji Xuan's arrogance, but too much arrogance is conceited. Being overconfident suffers.

The hot burning sensation spread uncontrollably, Ji Xuan's strands of black hair stuck to his cheeks, and his face was in a state of embarrassment intertwined with sweat and tears.

He felt that he was divided into two halves, one half watched his body uncontrollably with calm eyes, and the other was dominated by senses, with layers of mist forming in his eyes, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

He even started to beat his heart a little faster, completely uncontrollable.

Burning fire was nothing more than that. At first, Ji Xuan only thought that he had been poisoned by some powerful poison. Even healing techniques and top-grade pills could not save him. Most likely, his life was not long, so he simply used his spiritual power directly, trying to force out the poison on his body. It wasn't until his body reacted and his throat began to gasp uncontrollably that he realized that the poison was different from what he thought.

Ji Xuan couldn't help raising his eyebrows. The sensory experience of this thing is really too similar to the love poison in the protagonist in the book. Ji Xuan's expression is hard to describe. Could it be that this thing is the so-called love poison in the book.

The operation of spiritual power was originally to force out the poison, but I didn't want to trigger the outbreak of love poison instead.

Ji Xuan simply closed most of his senses temporarily, leaving only vision and hearing, the senses were temporarily closed, and his almost uncontrollable tears finally stopped.

Ji Xuan moved calmly, slowly wiped away the tears on his face, then cleaned up the battlefield, and took back the soul that was still being burned by the fire with his last hand, and did not stay any longer, using his willpower to drag his injured and poisoned body away.

Shielding part of the senses is just a tactic to delay the attack. The shielded senses on his side will soon be recalled by the poison of love, just like a person who can't feel pain being stabbed twice. Although he can't feel the pain, he will still suffer from blood loss. Too much and die.Ji Xuan just can't feel the emotional turbulence now, but because he can't get relief, he will explode and die.

This method of death is really too fucked up, Ji Xuan doesn't think much about it, he would rather refine his body before he dies.

As long as there are enough natural materials and earthly treasures, the refined body is even far more useful than Ji Xuan's current physical body.It's a pity that Ji Xuan doesn't have any so-called natural treasures right now, and he's not sure if he will be lucky enough to snatch another one after his physical death.

A vague sigh escaped from the mouth, the deep voice carried a hint of hoarseness, and the closed senses slowly returned. This is not good news.

Ji Xuan has already gone to a place that he is unfamiliar with, just because it is said that there is a cold pool here, and the cold pool is exclusive to the Demon Lord Huo Wuyan, so he, a small cauldron, can get his hands on it, it's a pity that Ji Xuan now His whole body is as hot as fire, it doesn't matter if he is a forbidden area or not, as long as he can lower the fire first.

The hoarse breathing became heavier and heavier, and a bright golden light condensed in his hand. Ji Xuan tapped the restraint lightly with his finger, and actually used his finger as a pen to draw complicated runes on the restraint, breaking the restraint outside the cold pool.

The raging flames climbed up rapidly, Ji Xuan was so burned by the poison that his mind became dizzy, and his rationality went offline. Now the only thing that can support him to continue his action is to find the cold pool.

Hot, extremely hot.

The heat wave was rolling, the mind was in a trance, and even the breathing became extremely hot.

Ji Xuan now just wants to find something cold that can wrap him tightly and let him resist this wave of heat.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance floated into his nose, faintly present, like pines and cypresses and like the first snow, an inexplicable smell lingered at the tip of his nose, Ji Xuan wanted to catch it, but how could the smell be caught.

The young man's cheeks were flushed, and he walked like he was drunk, his blurred eyes were smudged red, and the tails of his eyes were red, carrying an alluring meaning that he didn't know about.

Ji Xuan walked around without direction, but when he looked carefully, he found that the other party seemed to have a clear purpose.

When Ji Xuan first came to the cold pool, his mind was burnt out by the heat wave of his body, so he didn't have any sense of direction, but he was attracted by a mysterious aura ahead.

Stumbling deeper, the cold current became more and more serious, almost condensing into substance, Ji Xuan thoroughly felt what it meant to be hot and cold, his hands and feet were infested with the chill of the cold pool that was not inferior to the water in the snow lotus pond, and he was numb from the cold, and he had already lost consciousness. But his internal organs were so hot that it was as if he was about to spew out fire.

With uncontrollable tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, Ji Xuan thought about jumping into the cold pool, although the extremely cold water at this level might freeze him into an ice sculpture directly.

Ji Xuan was using his dull brain to make the final judgment, and he finally discerned an aura that belonged to others.

Looking up, facing a pair of cold star-like eyes, Ji Xuan suddenly felt like falling into a snow cave, the ice piercing through his bones, the sharp blade-like eyes swept over him, and then retracted indifferently, the light and fluttering movements made people feel like he was in the cold. Walked on the line of life and death.

Ji Xuan's heart trembled, and his dull mind almost immediately gave the answer of the person's identity when the person glanced at him.

Huo Wuyan!