Lin Yang tried his best and pushed forward desperately.
The miasma around him seemed to be stimulated, and all rushed towards him, as if wanting to surround him.
These miasmas appear to be gases, but in fact each one is extremely heavy and extremely hard, thicker than a city wall.
If they were wrapped up in them, even Lin Yang would never be able to escape!
Lin Yang gritted his teeth, ignoring the pain on his body and ran like crazy.
Finally, when the miasma was about to seal him in, Lin Yang squeezed out in an instant.
But this had exhausted all his strength.
He was already in a bad condition, so it was natural that he was unable to do what he had to do to save others. Therefore, as soon as he was surrounded by the miasma, Lin Yang felt that his whole body was weak and his strength was hard to support.
When he saw the Mo Ping people rushing towards him, he finally tilted his body and fell towards the mud.
Lin Yang can no longer remember the rest of the things.
When he slowly opened his eyes, he was already in a wooden room.
He seemed to be lying on a bed with bandages all over his body.
He moved a little, but felt extremely sore all over.
After a lot of struggling, Lin Yang reluctantly sat up.
At this time, several vague sounds came from outside the house.
"What a nonsense! What a nonsense! How dare you touch the seven-colored flowers? Are you desperate for your life? Fortunately, there are noble people to help you this time, otherwise you guys would be in big trouble!"
"Dad, I tried to persuade them, but it was useless...I...sigh, anyway, I won't let them be so reckless next time."
"It's better to keep these words to the village chief. You will definitely be punished. Face the wall and reflect on it!"
"I understand, Dad, but the benefactor hasn't woken up yet. After the benefactor wakes up, we can say our thanks and then go face the wall, okay?"
"Humph, that's fine!"
After the faint sound, there was a sound of slight footsteps.
The door was pushed open.
A girl with a pale face wearing a white dress walked in.
The girl had a delicate face and shoulder-length white hair. She looked to be no more than eighteen or nineteen years old. Although she was born with a youthful spirit, the pale skin and white hair unique to the Hidden Demon Tribe made her innocence seem a bit strange.
"Ah? Are you awake?"
The girl exclaimed in surprise.
After saying these words, the talk outside immediately stopped.
Then there was another burst of chaotic footsteps, and several figures walked into the wooden house.
Those who come are all members of the Hidden Demon Clan.
Lin Yang stared at it with emotion in his heart.
It's exactly what Man Sha Hong said.
"My friend, are you feeling okay?"
A middle-aged man with a small beard came forward to ask.
"I still make a living. Where is this place? Who are you?" Lin Yang asked pretending to be confused.
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and then the middle-aged man said: "This is the Hidden Demon Village! We are all members of the Hidden Demon clan! Who are you? Why do you appear in the Death Swamp?"
"Me? I'm just a dying person!"
Lin Yang showed a bitter smile and said hoarsely.
"A dying person?"
The girl and others were stunned.
But the middle-aged man noticed something, stared at Lin Yang for a while, and whispered: "When the village doctor examined you just now, he found that you had a strange aura on your body, like a demonic poison, and you were exuding demonic aura all over your body.
, if my guess is correct, you should be a Taoist from Heaven, right?"
"What? Taoist Demon?"
Everyone's expression changed.
The look in Lin Yang's eyes also became strange.
"You don't have to be afraid. Even if he is a Heavenly Demon Taoist, he won't harm you. Otherwise, why would he risk his life to save you? What's more, a Heavenly Demon Daoist is poisoned by demons... I'm afraid there is only one explanation! You are a Heavenly Demon Daoist.
The sinners who were exiled here have been abandoned by the devil, right?" The middle-aged man looked at Lin Yang and said.
It was as if he had seen through everything.
Lin Yang was slightly startled, then smiled and clasped his fists and said: "Senior is really unimaginative, I admire you! I admire you!"
He didn't even need to explain.
"The sky is unconstrained? Is this a compliment?"
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, but without thinking deeply, he said: "Friend! You saved our people in Hidden Demon Village. We, Hidden Demon Village, should repay this kindness. You can rest here, and I will report to the village chief."
Ask for instructions and let him take action to detoxify you!"
"really?"
Lin Yang suddenly became excited.
"How can I, Qin Zhuo, tell lies? But I have to make it clear to you that even if I come forward in person, the village chief may not be willing to detoxify you. I think your poison is very complicated and the cost of detoxifying it is high.
!If the village chief is unwilling to give up, there is nothing I can do." said the middle-aged man.
"Senior, just give it a try. No matter what the result is, Lin Yang is willing to accept it!" Lin Yang said immediately.
