Chen Jinyuan took Lin Yilian and Robber Zhi, and just a few steps into the gate of Baihua Valley, a woman with a slightly plump figure flashed in front of him almost instantly.
"Poisoned?" When Wu Qingping and Jiuniang heard this, they both frowned and looked suspiciously at Chen Jinyuan, who had just been ignored by them.
"Who are you and why are you with Lian'er?" Wu Qingping frowned and stared at Chen Jinyuan. Men rarely came to Baihua Valley. This man came uninvited and returned with Lin Yilian. She couldn't help but frown.
"How could Lian'er be with this person and be poisoned so heavily!" Jiuniang frowned and looked at Chen Jinyuan. She recognized Chen Jinyuan at a glance. This person called himself 'Lu Renyi'
The man met that powerful young man on the ninth floor. Lin Yilian chased this man. He was afraid that Lin Yilian would be in danger, so he gave her the fairy rope.
"I'm Chen Jinyuan. I'm a casual cultivator. Miss Lin was poisoned by the mist demon's miasma. I have a friend who was also poisoned by this poison, so she came to Baihua Valley to seek medicine!" Chen Jinyuan said.
"Mist demon miasma?"
"How did you get infected by the mist demon's miasma?" Upon hearing this, Wu Qingping stepped forward and grabbed Lin Yilian's wrist and felt her pulse. Her brows also furrowed, and before she could ask in detail, she casually called over to a disciple behind her and said hurriedly:
"This poison is not trivial, Yu Yan, come to your fifth master uncle quickly!"
"Master, the junior sister guarding the mountain gate said that the fifth uncle left the valley early in the morning and went to the Immortal Tea Peak to pick immortal tea!" The disciple named Yu Yan was also a little panicked when he heard this. She must be Wu Qingping's disciple, she is tall and tall.
Her hair reaches down to her hips and she has a hot figure. In the mortal world, she could be a world-class model.
"Uncle, don't worry. The miasma in Lian'er's body is still suppressed, and it won't happen for the time being... uh..." Lin Yilian didn't want to make everyone worry, and tried her best to squeeze out a smile, but suddenly her internal organs felt a burst of pain.
Lin Yilian's words suddenly stopped due to colic. The sweat on her forehead instantly soaked out, and her teeth were clenched tightly, as if she was suffering from great pain.
Wisps of green breath filled the air almost instantly, running around under Lin Yilian's skin, coating Lin Yilian's face with a strange green color in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this strange scene, all the disciples surrounding her exclaimed. Jiuniang immediately put Lin Yilian on the ground, put her hand on her back, mobilized her internal strength, and prepared to force out the poison for Lin Yilian.
"how so?"
Jiu Niang was frightened. The miasma in Lin Yilian's body had already occurred several times, each time getting deeper and deeper. At this moment, the poison contained in her body had reached an extremely terrifying level. Her physical body could collapse at any time, and her internal strength was not at all
He could not suppress the violent miasma in Lin Yilian's body. Instead, the miasma invaded her body along her arms.
Jiuniang hurriedly released her hands that were pressed against Lin Yilian's back and raised them in front of her eyes. She saw that her palms were stained with a light green aura, and it was still spreading upwards towards her forearms.
Jiu Niang couldn't help but be horrified. She used all her inner strength to force the green gas out of her body. Fortunately, it was just a little bit of miasma, so it was easy to force it out. However, Jiu Niang still looked frightened, "This miasma is actually...
It can also be contagious, which is even more terrifying than the legend!"
"Everyone, get out of the way~" Wu Qingping also saw the secret, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. She hurriedly waved her hands to the disciples around her. When the disciples heard that they were going to be infected, it was okay, and they moved away with a huff.
After driving away, only Jiuniang, Wu Qingping and Chen Jinyuan were left beside Lin Yilian.
Lin Yilian's face was frighteningly green. When she saw Jiuniang and others just now, her mood was ups and downs. The miasma suddenly broke out. Even Chen Jinyuan didn't expect it, because he had just fed her blood yesterday morning, so it shouldn't have happened so quickly.
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"Yu Yan, Qiu Ge, go to Xiancha Peak quickly and find your uncle!" Wu Qingping turned around and shouted. The two disciples did not dare to neglect, so they responded and started to leave the valley.
"What's wrong? Why are there so many people here!" At this moment, a gentle voice came from the mountain gate. When everyone looked back, they couldn't help but feel happy.
Standing at the gate of the mountain is a woman in white plain clothes, with a white apron tied around her waist and a small basket on her back. Her long hair is coiled on top of her head and tied with a fragrant handkerchief. The cloth shoes under her feet are still stained with some mountain dust.
The soil looks like a village girl, but her elegant and refined temperament is incomparable to that of a village girl.
She is not tall, about 1.65 meters tall. Although this woman is not extremely beautiful, she gives Chen Jinyuan a very comfortable look, as agile as if she had stepped out of an ink painting.
"Fifth Master~" All the disciples greeted him, and Chen Jinyuan, who was left alone, knew in his heart that this elegant and refined woman was Lin Yilian's Fifth Master, Murong Ming.
"What a beautiful lady~" Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but secretly praise. This Baihua Valley is also a place where beauties are vying for beauty. There are a lot of beauties that are rare to see outside. I grabbed a lot of them here and looked around, but I didn't see any of them.
Ugly.
"Fifth sister, come and see Lian'er~" Jiuniang and the two were overjoyed to see Murong Ming. They secretly said that Murong Ming came back in time. As soon as he mentioned Cao Cao, Cao Cao came.
Murong Ming walked over, put down her backpack, and squatted down gently. Seeing Lin Yilian's green and black face, a look of surprise immediately flashed across her calm face. Two fingers were placed on Lin Yilian's wrist.
, the beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled, and the frown became deeper and deeper.
"It's the miasma of the mist demon!" After a moment, Murong Ming said softly, as if talking to himself.
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