At the same time, the same blazing fire burned on his two companions.
"Not good!" Gu Fenghua exclaimed and wanted to save him, but it was already too late. The flame was obviously not an ordinary flame. It contained the unique fluctuations of the holy energy. In a moment, several people were reduced to ashes, leaving no bones.
live.
"What's going on? Aren't they poisoned? How could they commit suicide?" Luo Enen said in disbelief.
She had heard of biting one's tongue to commit suicide, and she had also heard of committing suicide by taking poison. She had never heard of this method of committing suicide by burning one's body with flames. More importantly, the flames were obviously related to the holy energy. These people were involved in drama.
Poison, even if it can circulate holy energy, is pitifully weak. How can it be used to commit suicide?
"This is a restriction they carry, and it only requires spiritual thoughts to activate it." Gu Fenghua replied. She had seen such a restriction secret technique in ancient books. It is said that a long time ago, some families cultivated dead warriors who would be able to
Such a restriction was placed on them, but with the changes in history, this restriction technique has long been lost, but I didn't expect to see it today.
"There is such a restriction, who are they?" Luo Enen said in surprise.
"I don't know either." Gu Fenghua shook his head, his expression becoming solemn.
Although the origins of Zhou Wenjun and others are not known, judging from the tea sets and leaves they used before and their strong cultivation, their identities are by no means simple.
With their status, why are they looking for Liu Zihan, and what secrets does he hide? Gu Fenghua looked towards Liu Zihan.
"It's them, it must be them, my mother said, it must be them." Liu Zihan's whole body was shaking, and he said with fear and hatred.
Gu Fenghua's heart moved. It seemed that Liu Zihan's mother might know the origin of the other party and specifically warned him before she died. That's why he was so alert and on guard.
Gu Fenghua had already decided not to ask, not to mention the little guy was so frightened. Of course, Gu Fenghua would not ask. Anyway, he would find the answer when he saw his grandfather.
"It's okay, the bad guys are all dead, it's okay." She hugged Liu Zihan into her arms and gently stroked his back, she said comfortingly.
Under her comfort, Liu Zihan gradually calmed down.
"Sister Fenghua, what happened to the poisoning they just talked about?" Liu Zihan, who had regained his composure, raised his head and asked curiously.
After all, he was still young and didn't know much about the way of cultivation. Before this, he had never even heard of the demon plant, so how could he understand its secrets.
"They are not poisoned. They have eaten up their stomachs. My little flower fell into the tea just now. They should not drink it anymore. So, they must be hygienic, understand?" Gu Fenghua did not want to pollute his young mind, so he spoke with sincerity and sincerity.
To carry out health education.
"Oh, my mother said before that eating unclean food will cause stomach ache. These people are so old and don't even understand this. They deserve to be burned to death." Gu Fenghua's education worked.
Liu Zihan said with deep approval, and at the same time expressed deep contempt for Zhou Wenjun and others who were not very hygienic.
Poor eighth-grade soul saint, he died of poisoning for no apparent reason. He was so despised by a little kid after his death. Fortunately, he was reduced to ashes instead of buried in the ground. Otherwise, most of the coffin boards wouldn't be able to hold it down.
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"Clean it up, let's rest for a while, and leave at dawn." Gu Fenghua opened the temple door, slapped it, and blasted the ashes turned into Zhou Wenjun and others out of the door.
Just because of a guess, Zhou Wenjun was going to kill them. She had no sympathy for such people.